Yes, Richard just wants to make a continental hotel model in his own bar, or a peace hotel, anyway, the superheroes and supervillains in Marvel generally don't harass ordinary people, they prefer to harass each other, although individual street heroes also fight ordinary criminals, but their abilities are not uncrackable, not to mention, with the system, Richard can surpass them sooner or later.

And the bar has this unique business philosophy, it is bound to attract a large number of villains, anyway, he doesn't expect to make good money, just make bad money, as long as he can ensure that this model is okay, triple the price of drinks, those guys probably admit it.

His idea had just come to his head, and the next day someone helped him set up a stage, and the person who came was not very old, but the person who came was not small, it was Wu Zhihao, the grandson of the seventh uncle.

"Brother Li, my grandfather heard about last night's incident, and he asked me to bring you a message." The young man is dignified, and he is polite in conversation, but he doesn't look like a gangster, but if he can talk for Uncle Seven, he is not an outsider.

"You say." Richard smiled and poured a cup of tea for Wu Zhihao, after all, he is Chinese, and he likes to drink hot when he has nothing to do.

"Thank you. Grandpa said, thank you for saving more than a dozen lives in Chinatown, as a representative of Chinatown, he presents you with this love, in the future, if you have anything to do, open your mouth, we will try our best to help you do it. “

"Hey, what is this saying, it's not easy for everyone to wander outside, they are all Chinese, you can help if you can, thank you or not." Having said that, Richard still couldn't help laughing, the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, even if he becomes Superman, it is impossible to live alone, after last night's incident, he is registered in Chinatown, and the entire Chinatown also recognizes that he is his own person, human life is greater than the sky, this friendship is not light.

"Oh yes, I didn't let Lu Guofu go last night, that kid is too stupid, I'm afraid that other brothers will suffer a big loss if they follow him."

"Well, don't worry, Lu Guofu is to blame, grandpa said that it would be better for him to stay in prison, when will he make a name for himself in it and come out."

Wu Zhihao didn't have the slightest regret, Richard pondered for a while, and guessed some, the old man must have wanted his grandson to inherit the family business, but because his son was gone, and his grandson was young, he wanted his godson to go up first, but unfortunately, this godson was really not a weapon, and he almost stabbed a big basket just after taking over the business, so he had to let the little grandson take over, but this little grandson was not an ordinary person, and he probably had an idea a long time ago, so he took it over without panic.

"From then on, my little bar will have to rely more on Brother Wu's care." Thinking of this, Richard clasped his fists at Wu Zhihao and saluted, the old man remembered the old, and the seventh uncle still liked ancient rites in the gang, so he followed the customs.

"Don't say that, I admire Brother Li's skills very much, maybe I will need more help from you in the future."

"Then we will support each other in the future."

"Okay, that's a deal."

Farewell to Wu Zhihao, Richard's bar is officially open, but unfortunately, the business is not as good as he imagined, except for the dozen or so guys who were saved by him have nothing to do to cheer on the party, and Frank came one night, the stuffy jar after describing the current situation of the mother and daughter who was rescued, he drank there for an hour, and then paid for the wine and left...

It seems that it will take time for fame to start, Richard is not depressed, the income that night is really not small, it is enough for him to squander for a while, but there is a mission world, he has no desire to squander, after spending such an exciting life there, anyone will have a sage time for a while.

Soon, though, a piece of news caught his attention.

Shares of Stark Industries jumped 12 percent yesterday and are expected to continue to rise in the future, as they claim that this new weapon will change the world during a weapons display in Afghanistan this month. 》

Afghanistan, new weapons?

This is the plot of Iron Man 1, it seems that the wheel of history has begun to turn.

Richard looked at the newspaper and pondered for a moment, it seemed that there were still a few days before Tony Stark became Iron Man, and the seniors who crossed the world said that this was a good time to make a fortune, as if he was taking advantage of the time when he was closing the company's weapons research and development department to desperately short the stock of Stark Industries, and then wait for his energy company to start and then go long backhand, so that he could make a lot of money.

Well, no one will think that he has a lot of money, at least Richard has not reached that state yet, so he is ready to follow the instructions of his predecessors and open an account to play with stocks, with his current principal of one million smaller, back and forth, how can he make 10 million, although it is not as good as Stark's guy, it is enough to be chic and chic.

Just as Richard put on his coat and was about to go out to ask the nearby securities company how to go, a familiar voice sounded in his head.

"Enter the mission world in ten minutes, please be ready."

What the hell am I .......

Okay, this time there is no need to go anywhere, Richard honestly went into the kitchen to see if the gas was turned off, then went to the second floor to check that the safe was unlocked, and just disappeared.

On the first floor, the door was wide open, and the blind man from before came to the bar again.

"Hello, is anyone here?"

"Hello! Hello! ”

“.... Not there? The blind man turned around and walked out of the bar in a depressed way, and left again.

......

Speaking of depression, Richard was even more depressed than the blind man, seeing that the dollars that were about to arrive were gone, and he might not be able to copy it when he went back on this mission, and he could see that he was covered in clouds and fog for the first official mission.

"Mission open: survive this world for 24 hours. Your identity: A state troop in the western United States. Mission Failure Penalty: Half of the base attribute is deducted. ”

What the hell is surviving for 24 hours? I've brought enough food to find a place in the middle of nowhere for a day, okay? And after this cheating father's mission system was turned official, nothing else was added except for an additional failure penalty.

After thinking about it, Richard, who didn't understand what his mission was, still got out of the police car and looked around.

This mission directly led him to appear in a police car, along with a yellow-brown state police uniform and a revolver at his waist.

As far as the eye could see, it looked a lot like the American West, with loess and low trees, and the scorching sun made people thirsty, and even with a hat and sunglasses, Richard felt a burst of heat.

The police car was parked next to a gas station, behind which there were several trees, and the sound of gurgling water could be heard, and it seemed that there was a small river there.

"Hey, Richard, do you want a hot dog, old John made one more." A voice came from behind him, and Richard turned his head to see a fat policeman with his head bowed, which he was not surprised by, because just now, he was sitting in the passenger seat of the car.