Marvel’s Big Villain

The police moved too fast this time!

It's almost time to not ask Mrs. Gao for help.

The rescue helicopter she contacted had just taken off, and the special police had already broken into the door.

Obviously, this is a well-trained special forces.

It is far from being comparable to the NYPD gang of trash police who only take advantage of it.

Who did I offend, how did I recruit the special forces.

Jason appeared from behind the shield, took off his helmet and mask: "Stan, you go and guard the door, don't let anyone in."

"Okay boss, be careful yourself."

Stan left quickly and closed the door behind him.

In the huge office at the moment, there are only two living people.

Madam Gao opened her mouth, her lips trembling, and her face was full of surprise.

"Ja...Jason, so you are an undercover police officer?"

Panicked, she asked a rather stupid question.

Jason couldn't help laughing, "Excuse me, have you ever seen an undercover agent for more than ten years, and still have hundreds of lives on his hands?"

Mrs. Gao thought about it, and felt that her words made sense.

If people like Jason could become policemen, America would really be doomed.

"What the hell is going on! I thought it was you who disclosed the address of the factory to the police, but I never expected that you would act together with the police, who just called you the boss! Jason, damn it, what is this What's going on! Who are you?"

Mrs. Gao has a lot of question marks, and she is eager to know the answers.

Jason walked forward slowly, took out a pistol and pointed it at her, pretending to be mysterious: "You know, secrets make a man more masculine."

Madam Gao was very dissatisfied with this answer, and stared at him with a serious expression.

After a while, she felt relieved, sat up straight and said, "Forget it, since this is your secret, then I won't ask. Jason, let's negotiate terms. Although I don't know why, it seems that you are in the police station There's a lot of energy."

Jason smiled noncommittally.

"Let me go, I can give you 100 million US dollars. Aren't you short of money recently? This money is enough for you to enjoy a lifetime in any country, and you don't have to worry about it all day long."

Jason glanced at the safe not far away.

Madam Gao followed her gaze, and the smile on her face became even brighter.

Oh, it turned out to be a money-grubbing ghost.

It's good to be greedy for money, I'm afraid you don't greedy for anything.

Madam Gao walked over and opened the safe, which was neatly piled with cash.

"There is a total of 1.9 million US dollars here. If you agree to my request, this money will be treated as a deposit for you. After you send me away, I will send you the balance."

Jason didn't answer. He wandered around the office and asked, "It's less than 2 million. Is this a small amount of cash for an office as big as yours?"

Mrs. Gao was speechless: "Jason, this is the 21st century, and cash has long been outdated. This cash is just a fraction of my wealth. I have opened hundreds of unregistered accounts in Swiss banks. Most of them are The money is all there.”

"The bank..." Jason sighed in disappointment, feeling weak all over.

Mrs. Gao didn't understand: "What's the difference between cash and deposits, aren't they all money?"

Jason shook his head and said, "No! There's a big difference."

boom!

As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand and fired.

The bullet spun at high speed and shot through Mrs. Gao's head.

The New York 'poison queen' didn't react at all, just opened her eyes and fell to the ground with a surprised expression.

【Ding! Kill Mrs. Gao (a plot character), get 500 villain points, current progress: 2915/5000]

Jason stepped forward and converted all the cash in the safe into points.

【Ding! Points recharge successfully, remaining points: 193]

Putting his helmet and mask back on, he left the office.

Stan, who was guarding the door, came up and asked, "Madam Gao solved it?"

Jason nodded with a smile.

At this time, the sound of propellers came from overhead, and the marines finally arrived.

The two ace troops cooperated internally and externally, and most of the gangsters who were already at a disadvantage were killed or injured in an instant.

The gangsters were psychologically broken after being beaten by the army. One by one, they threw away their guns and surrendered on the ground with their heads in their arms.

The battle, which lasted less than thirty minutes, finally came to an end.

Stan handed over the aftermath work to his subordinates, and drove Jason back to the apartment in a police car.

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night, already deep.

Franklin lay on the couch watching TV.

He kept changing the channel while pulling his face together, obviously not thinking about it at all.

Boom boom boom!

"Who!"

He took out his pistol and asked vigilantly.

"it's me."

Hearing Jason's voice, a hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Opening the door, he saw that the special police combat uniform on Jason's body didn't even have a trace of blood.

Didn't the boss go to wipe out Mrs. Gao's drug nest? Why is there no trace of battle at all?

Franklin poured him a glass of water and asked out his doubts.

Jason then told him what happened tonight.

"The battle will be over in half an hour!"

Franklin was frightened by the fighting power of the special police of the Drug Enforcement Administration.

His expression became very serious, as if he was thinking again, what should he do if he meets such a powerful special force in the future.

"By the way, boss, where's Stan Phil?"

Jason pointed to the TV: "The Drug Enforcement Administration has made such a great contribution, all the well-known media reporters in the city have come, he has to go back for an interview."

Franklin gave an 'oh' in understanding.

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【Ding! [The Revenge of the Wicked] The task is completed, rewarding 2000 villain points, current progress: 4915/5000]

Jason lay on the bed, staring at the 193 points on the light curtain in a daze.

[Firearms Proficiency] Level 7 requires 300 points, which is only half of the difference now.

Jason was thinking whether to save the points or use them to buy other skills.

If it is dealing with ordinary humans, then level 6 gun proficiency is enough.

If the enemy has a special ability, even if the gun proficiency point reaches level 10, it will not have much effect.

After all, the lethality of bullets is limited. Even if you practice marksmanship to turn corners, you will never be able to match the power of an RPG.

Jason thought for a long time, and finally decided to use the points.

As the old saying goes, you can't put all your eggs in one basket.

As a wanted criminal in the United States, Jason is in danger all the time. If he learns one more skill, he will be more likely to survive.

He clicked on the system shopping mall, and decided to use the points for [Fighting Mastery], and it was a two-level connection.

【Ding! Spending 50 points, [Fighting Mastery 5] was successfully purchased, remaining points: 143. 】

【Ding! Spending 100 points, [Fighting Mastery 6] was successfully purchased, and the remaining points are 43. 】

In an instant, a lot of memories about fighting skills flooded into my mind.

At the same time, every muscle in the whole body is contracting and expanding repeatedly.

Jason lay flat on the bed, his body trembling slightly.

This painful, itchy feeling was so sour and refreshing, it tortured him to death.

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