Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

London.

In the high-rise restaurant, Hong Fei sat on the left and looked at the magnificent building on the north bank of the Thames: Westminster Abbey.

and the church's annexed bell tower, Big Ben.

It was not because they wanted to pay homage to the so-called world cultural heritage, but the hotel No. [-] booked for them was on the other side.

Looking at these two buildings, Hong Fei did not feel any emotion related to admiration or sigh. He just suddenly thought of a movie.

When V arrived at the destination on the subway carrying a carriage full of explosives, the grand fireworks display was destined to be etched in the minds of some people forever.

Samuel sat opposite Hong Fei, his head was decorated with a high hat wrapped in cloth, and his face was covered with thick powder. Even so, he was almost blocked from the door just now.

He was always paying attention to Hong Fei's eyes. Following his gaze, he frowned at the cathedral. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched and he suddenly turned back to stare at Hong Fei.

Hong Fei looked back and raised his eyes slightly: "Is something wrong?"

Samuel swallowed, leaned down and said secretly: "You're not thinking of anything terrible, are you?"

Hong Fei smiled lightly: "What are you talking about?"

Samuel straightened up and shook his head quickly.

Hong Fei looked at his weird appearance, shook his head and said, "In a few years, you can abandon all pretense and go straight to the streets."

Samuel didn't believe it.

Continuous rain hit the glass window, and the sky suddenly became dense with dark clouds, with rumbles of thunder and lightning intertwining among the layers of clouds.

Watching the thunder and lightning flying freely in the sky, Hong Fei thought of someone again. He wondered if he would have the opportunity to cosplay the God of Thunder in the future.

Ding Dong!

The phone rang softly. Hong Fei glanced at it, then picked up the phone and looked at the screen and smiled.

One hundred million has arrived.

"You go on, go back and stay after eating, I'll go for a walk." After that, Hong Fei got up and left.

Walk out of the building, open a black umbrella, and walk through the sparsely populated streets.

For the next week, Hong Fei wandered aimlessly on the streets of New York, while Samuel could only stay in the hotel due to his dignity.

His purpose was of course to see if there was another equally gorgeous world in this country that was older than Eagle Sauce, or maybe have an unexpected encounter with those melee magicians.

It turns out that he thought too much.

Maybe those guys were hiding very deep, or they were hiding in the mirror space to observe reality. In short, Hong Fei found nothing even if he opened the eyes of death.

Seven days later, Samuel and Hong Fei left the hotel together. Samuel went straight to the airport, and Hong Fei went to a warehouse alone again and presented a brand new tank.

At the same time, the secret base of a certain big dog owner in the Middle East suddenly became noisy, and martial law was soon imposed.

Before leaving the warehouse, Hong Fei noticed that the energy in his body was indeed increasing. After staying for a while, he left the warehouse with satisfaction and sent a delivery reminder to Niu Niu.

They didn't stay long after returning to the hotel, and the two went directly to the airport.

The plane took off and headed towards the southern hemisphere.

This is also the last stop of his trip. The remaining customers are still hesitating. Hong Fei, who is not short of money, has lost interest in continuing to argue with them to a certain extent, so he plans to return to New York after finishing this job and bring these people to Leave it to No. [-] to continue chatting, and at the same time, we can explore other sales markets, such as Africa, a continent forgotten by Frank.

Seeing that Samuel was a little nervous, Hong Fei couldn't help but ask: "Are you sick?"

"No, I didn't, it was just..."

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't do this with me."

"Okay." Samuel gritted his teeth and retracted his head. Although he was afraid, he still said firmly: "Well, didn't you say you would beat me once every three days? Now...it has been seven days... "

Hong Fei was extremely surprised when he heard this. He put down the computer in his hand and looked at Samuel with a rather strange look.

He understood what Samuel was saying.

You haven't hit me for seven days. Are you determined to kill me?

I have to say, this guy is pretty smart.

Master Hong never disappoints.

Putting down the computer, Hong Fei relaxed his fingers and said, "You know what I said. Does this mean you have overheard me talking to others?"

Then, there were crackling vibrations and screams one after another.

After arriving in Australia, Hong Fei rented a warehouse and took Samuel to a hotel.

Samuel studies online every day, while Hong Fei practices and deeply explores how to use skill cards every day.

There was no trace of the superpower in London, and he had no hope at all in Tu'ao.

Exile all criminals to an isolated island. What will the island look like after many years?

That is the land beneath Hong Fei's feet.

The reason why a meme is a meme is because it contains some truth in the falseness.

Three days later, Hong Fei received a sum of money.

One amount is 40 billion, one amount is 5000 million.

The units are all Dao Le, Youaisi Dao Le.

Comparing the two, Hong Fei inevitably felt that the latter was a bit unpalatable.Fortunately, when he manifested the tank again, his rapidly increasing energy made up for this slight deficiency.

After notifying Tu'ao of receiving the goods, the plane went straight to New York.

Sitting opposite each other, Hong Fei suddenly said to Samuel: "I'm going to build a plane."

Samuel raised his head and said: "Okay, if you often travel across countries in the future, it will indeed be more cost-effective than chartering flights. What do you want to buy, Boeing, Airbus, or Gulfstream?"

Hong Fei raised the corner of his mouth: "You don't seem to have heard me clearly."

Samuel was confused at first, then thinking about Hong Fei's words, his expression suddenly changed.

He put down the computer, with a total of more than ten wrinkles on his long forehead, and said in a shocked tone: "What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Boeing, Airbus, and Gulfstream are all good aircraft, but Hong Fei doesn’t want them.

It's not that he doesn't want to spend money, it's that what he wants cannot be bought with money.

Samuel thought he wanted a passenger plane, but actually he wanted a fighter jet.

Moreover, the fighter jet he wants does not have a foreign trade version, so SHIELD probably won't sell it.

It's not impossible to take a step back, but he doesn't seem to be able to buy the foreign trade version.

In this case, the safest way is to focus on an old guy.

At this moment, General Ross, who was far away in the military camp, sneezed hard.

If you are more radical, you can also try to find the one-eyed dragon, and there may be other unexpected surprises.However, the other party is a veteran agent, and he needs to discuss it carefully with Frank before taking action.

At this moment of thought, Hong Fei suddenly felt that his idea was not as difficult as he imagined.

I thought I would not know how to achieve my goal, but I never imagined that I would be embarrassed to choose one of the many broad avenues leading directly to my destination.

It’s all my fault for being so damn smart, I took the road too wide and too far!

The phone dinged twice, and Goudahu and Niu Niu sent strong emails of criticism and questioning. Hong Fei just glanced at them and blocked them directly.

It's enough to do this business once, and I'm not stupid. Next time...

We have to find another way!