Marvel's King of the Undead

Not long after, Wayne, who quickly rushed to the parking place, looked at the empty street with a hint of sadness in his heart. The little fat man followed his instructions. Not only did the people leave first, he also drove the parked car. gone.

"No matter how urgent the situation is in the future, you must remember to remove the car key first."

Wayne dragged his tired body and walked silently on the deserted street. As he walked, he thought about how to thank the little fat man when he went back.

However, just after walking through a block, Wayne, who was in a daze, suddenly felt that he had kicked something. If it weren't for his excellent body balance, he might have been kicked by a dog.

"Which bastard threw the tire in the middle of the road? I wish him instant noodles without seasoning packets."

Looking at the tires on the ground, Wayne muttered softly.

Then the next second, Wayne, who raised his head, was instantly confused.

On the opposite road, a white sports car hit itself horribly in order to get in close contact with the beautiful pillars. Next to the white sports car were squatting a familiar fat man and a man lying on the ground.

Sure enough, he still underestimated the level of his team members. He never expected that in addition to the two situations he analyzed, he could actually play out the third situation.

At this moment, the little fat man was squatting on the ground and observing Wayne's situation through the surveillance cameras along the road. When Wayne saw the little fat man, the little fat man also saw Wayne through the surveillance cameras, so the little fat man quickly turned around and waved at Wayne. He waved his hand.

Seeing the excited expression on the little fat man's face, Wayne felt a slight pain in his liver.

"Wayne, you're so awesome, you actually killed that muscular man instantly."

The little fat man was still in a state of excitement.

This was the first time the little fat man went on duty. He appeared in a sports car and successfully rescued Abbas, and the three of them escaped unharmed. Although there was a little accident in the end, this operation was like a movie in the heart of the little fat man. Standard agent mission.

"how did you do it."

Instead of thanking the little fat man for the compliment, Wayne pointed to the "waste car" next to him and said.

"Ah, this is an accident that happened during our retreat."

The little fat man scratched his belly awkwardly and explained.

"After we came out, we were afraid that someone would chase us, so we found a small road to hide for a while. After we confirmed that it was safe, we returned to the parking spot."

At this point, the little fat man suddenly felt that he had done a good job, cleared his throat and continued.

"Later I found that there were still keys in the car. I knew that if we stayed here, we would only become a burden to you, so I just wanted to drive away from this place as soon as possible. Whatever happens next is all Abbas's fault."

The little fat man was also a little angry and glanced at Abbas who was lying on the ground and had fallen into a coma.

"Originally I asked him to drive, but he said he was injured and couldn't drive, so I had to drive by myself. Then I accidentally got a little excited, and...that's what happened."

After saying that, the little fat man clapped his hands helplessly, and once again glanced at Abbas lying on the ground with disgust.

"Well, we can only take a taxi back."

Wayne felt a little hopeless and looked at the empty street.

The orphanage is not located in a downtown area, and it is a bit too late now. Even if the little fat boy crashed into a car, no one would notice, and the taxi driver would not come to such a place with no business at night.

After carrying the unconscious Abbas, Wayne took the lead and walked in front.

"Wayne, we don't have any money."

The little fat man quickly followed Wayne and reminded him.

However, Wayne, who was feeling depressed, ignored the little fat man and walked faster towards the next block.

"I will never bring this scammer with me next time."

While walking, Wayne suddenly looked back at the little fat man behind him. After this operation, Wayne discovered that the little fat man's ability did not play any role in actual combat. Instead, he was more suitable for logistics and providing them with some technical support. This is the most suitable position for the little fat man.

Half an hour later, Wayne and the others finally saw a taxi without passengers on the street. The fat man stretched out his hand and waved to the driver.

"You are..."

The driver parked the car on the side of the road and saw through the window a man dressed like a soldier in a movie. His body was stained with blood. The small holes in his clothes were obviously bullet holes. He was also carrying an unconscious man. middle-aged man.

There was a fat man next to him, although he was dressed normally, but he was also dirty. He was about to open the car door with a smile on his face.

The driver, who had not yet finished speaking, realized in an instant that these three people were definitely not good people. He subconsciously wanted to shift gears and leave, but the man in soldier's clothes stepped in front of the car.

"I have something urgent. My son is waiting for me to come home and change his diaper." The driver's voice was trembling.

"Bang." A man wearing a soldier's uniform casually punched the engine cover, and a deep punch mark appeared on the engine cover.

"Think again, how old is your son?"

Wayne looked at the driver with some gray hair in front of him speechlessly. Is it ridiculous that you, a man who looks almost sixty years old, want to go home to change your son's diaper? Is it possible that your son, who is in his thirties, still needs to wear diapers?

"Hahaha, come up quickly. I'm not thinking well and I remembered it wrong."

After secretly swallowing, the driver smiled awkwardly.

After getting in the car, Wayne and Abbas sat in the back seat, while the fat man sat in the front seat and gave directions to the driver through the navigation system.

Along the way, the driver showed his best driving skills in his life, even running through several red lights. Every time he glanced at Wayne in the rearview mirror, the driver couldn't help but replay this man's violent actions in his mind. Now the driver I just want to get them to their location quickly, for fear of being killed and silenced by them.

Not long after, the car stopped steadily near Tony's house. Wayne directly dragged Abbas out of the car. He knew that the little fat man had no money, so he did this on purpose. Who told the little fat man to crash the sports car? , causing him to go so far.

Before the fat man in the car had time to get out of the car, he saw Wayne carrying Abbas more than ten meters away.

"Ahem, have you seen us today?"

After pondering for two seconds, the little fat man had an idea. With a sullen face, he deliberately lowered his voice and said to the driver next to him.

"Ah...No, I didn't see anything. I'm going home to breastfeed my son."

The driver was also stunned for a moment, and suddenly he came over. At this time, anyone who has watched a Hollywood blockbuster should respond.

"Well, you're very good. The more you know, the sooner you'll die. Do you understand?"

The little fat man continued to lower his voice and got out of the car while talking.

After taking two steps, he realized that the driver behind him didn't ask for money. The little fat man couldn't help but cover his mouth and let out a sinister laugh.

When the driver here was about to start the car, he suddenly heard a perverted laugh from the man outside the car. His hand that was about to change gears trembled, and then he immediately started off at a faster speed, and the whole movement was done in one go.

Seeing that he had finally escaped from the clutches of the devil, the driver couldn't help but pray for the man being carried, hoping that he would be able to recover and that he would never work the night shift again. It was too dangerous.