Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

"Aren't you afraid of his betrayal?" Frank looked at Hong Fei curiously.

"Until he actually betrays, everything is unknown, it may or may not happen."

Frank frowned: "Are you talking nonsense to me?"

"Hahaha, this is the truth. He may not betray. If he does betray, then he will be beaten to death."

Samuel is very smart now. His intelligence has completely surpassed the scope of human beings. Hong Fei will not judge his inner activities based on his external actions.

But similarly, he will not give up using Samuel's ability because of this.

Being smart doesn't mean he can fight.

He can fight, but he can't fight as well as Hong Fei now.

Betrayal, then be beaten to death.

Hong Fei smiled and said, "Have you ever heard of a saying called 'Don't wear the roof of your house for three days'?"

"What do you mean?"

"Literally, I won't talk about it at home. I will definitely take him with me when I go out, and I will beat him every three days. This will not only keep his memory fresh, but also test his control over his abilities. By the way, you can also find out from his eyes when he is ready to betray."

In fact, I want him to drop the skill card quickly.

As long as he can obtain psychic abilities from him, Hong Fei can directly crush him even if his energy is exhausted.

But Frank didn't know. He just wrinkled his face and stared at Hongfei with extremely strange eyes. After a long while, he said: "You are really so inhuman!"

……

Zhao Hailun's laboratory is under construction in full swing.

Perhaps because she was a little excited about building a laboratory of her own from scratch, her favorite job now is to wear a white helmet and enter the construction site, holding the design drawings and looking left and right at the building.

Looking at her figure in the distance, Hong Fei only hoped that her regenerative cradle would be so magical in the future. It would be a great thing to promote it by then, which would be enough to increase his physical fitness rapidly.

But, money...

He flipped his palm over and found a green card between his fingertips. The tank pattern on the front seemed to be galloping forward in the desert against the light.

When his eyes scanned the thick and long barrel of the tank over and over again, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Suppose you own an item that is very valuable in the world, but due to some special characteristics of this item, you cannot use it normally or directly, but you feel that it is a waste to leave it unused, then you What should I do?

Sell ​​it of course!

It’s like selling your family’s antiques when you’re short of money.

Combined with the known characteristics of this skill card, the tank can use Hong Fei's energy, as well as real fuel and artillery shells. All parts and system components are completely real and undifferentiated.

As a brand new US military main battle tank, there should be many people rushing to get it, right?

But the trouble is that only one of these things can exist at the same time. When the new one is born, the old one must disappear.

After selling it, this skill card is almost invalid.

Wait, that doesn't seem right either.

Hong Fei's eyebrows bulged deeply, and the light in his eyes flashed rapidly.

It seems like it can only be sold to one family?

If you hide your identity well, buy the goods first, and then pay for it, and then find the next store after receiving the money, then the person who lost the goods should not dare to publicize it. After all, this is Yingjiang's main battle tank, and you don't buy it if it has foreign trade. But privately buying M1A2SEP from others, what does this mean?

If not, how about disassembling the parts and selling them separately?

And so on and on and on...

Hong Fei couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

He felt as if he had inadvertently opened the door to a new world.

It turns out that this is not a skill card or an equipment card, but a bank card that can generate money!

The corners of Hong Fei's mouth rose crazily.

Frank, who was passing by, got goosebumps when he saw this.

"What conspiracy are you thinking about?"

Hong Fei raised his head, pulled him to sit down energetically, and asked, "Tell me, if I want to sell that tank, who would want it and can afford the price?"

At the far edge of the river bank, military personnel filled the woods.

Ross was leaning against the car, smoking a cigar, his expression extremely ugly.

I thought I would be able to find his hiding place by following the traces of Hate coming ashore, but I didn't expect that the clues would be completely cut off less than a kilometer away from the river bank.

The footprints were gone, the blood was gone, as if hatred suddenly sprouted wings and flew out of thin air.

Now, his target is no longer hate, but another unidentified guy that night.

The scene of the other party pretending to be the military entering the city was undetectable under surveillance, but such a group of audacious counterfeiters disappeared out of thin air again after leaving the city that night.

The masked man in gray chased the Abomination all the way out of the city. Even the fighter planes failed to find their traces. Now the Abomination disappeared out of thin air, which forced Ross to make the worst judgment.

The other party took away the hatred.

Because besides the huge disgusting footprints, there are also the footprints of another adult. No one can say that there is no connection between the two.

The key is, how did the other party leave?

A soldier came forward to report: "General, we have personally found all the trucks that passed by nearby that night. After questioning and screening one by one, we have not found any abnormalities for the time being."

Ross took off the cigar from his mouth and waved his hand in annoyance.

Suddenly, he said again: "Wait a minute, let people secretly monitor all the drivers and analyze all their actions carefully."

"Yes!"

At the moment, Rose can only resort to some seemingly stupid methods.

The technology in the modern world is indeed very advanced, but it is by no means omnipotent, otherwise there would not be such unsolved and unjust cases. Now he feels that what he has encountered is a complete unsolved case!

If Hong Fei knew Rose's troubles, he might say four words: There is no trace in the snow.

Although it is very tiring to carry out the hatred and use the unique skill of treading the snow without a trace, the result is obviously worth it.

At this time, another person came forward and held up the phone and said: "Report General, Tony Stark's phone number."

Ross's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and his anger suddenly burst out uncontrollably.

"You fucking let me die! Even if I cut the body of Abomination into pieces, cook it, and eat it, he won't even get a piece of bone and dregs!" After that, he threw the cigar hard on the ground and slammed his feet. Rubbing, as if stepping on Tony Stark's throat.

Stark Building.

Tony's face showed no emotion as he listened to Rose's roar. After hanging up the phone, he turned to Coulson and shrugged.

"You heard it. I told you that I had tried my best. He almost beat me out of the bar last time, and now it's even more like he wants to kill me. Please, if this is the case, can you still think that it's me as a consultant? question?"

Coulson sighed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, for burdening you. I'll bring the news back. Thank you for your efforts."

"You're welcome. Remember to pay the consulting fee on time."

After leaving the building and getting into the car, putting on his sunglasses and driving on the road, the corners of Colson's mouth began to gradually rise.

Turning on Bluetooth, he smiled and said after a while: "Director, I'm very sorry. Although our consultant personally took action, the mission failed unfortunately."