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Chapter 1 I Came to Marvel World

"I'm not dead?"

When Chu Hao woke up in the streets and alleys of New York City, he was just confused or dazed.

The clothes were covered with bullet holes and blood stains, and the bullet holes were located in important parts, proving that he had just experienced a bloody battle before. What was strange is that he is now safe and sound, and there was no trace of his wound.

Secondly, the unfamiliar buildings around are different from Africa, but are more like European and American regions.

Is this a time travel?

Chu Hao is an atheist, but it seems that this explanation will be more in line with the current situation.

His years of career as a mercenary have created a strong psychological quality. He accepted this fact after a moment of distraction. There is no way to accept it. He can't go back to the damn African wilderness desert and was eaten by the hyena.

Wipe the soil on your cheeks and Chu Hao threw the clothes into the trash can next to him.

Now he has to borrow a set of clothes, otherwise he will be invited by the police for tea shortly after going to the street. After all, he is covered in blood and doesn't look like a good person, but he is easily regarded as a member of the gang.

In order to save time, Chu Hao chose a resident nearby and smashed the window and jumped in very neatly.

“Ah~”

In the room, a man and a woman were studying performance art movements on the bed. When they saw a person jumping in the window suddenly. Both of them were trembling, especially the two cute white rabbits on the girl's chest were of considerable size.

"You guys keep going, don't pay attention to me." Chu Hao said with a smile.

What a beautiful age, I started to contribute to the country when I was just a teenager.

The tattooed young man on the bed looked frightened, his lips were still trembling, and he almost got impotence just now, and was trembling in the corner with his girlfriend in his arms.

Chu Hao found it very boring. Didn’t he say that Europeans and Americans are very open?

When he opened the wardrobe, he picked a sportswear from it and put it on his body and looked in a mirror. His face was cut like a knife, and his eyes were bright. The only disadvantage was that his hair was a little messy and his clothes were too tight, but it was irrelevant.

After all, men cannot only focus on appearance, but also on both the inside.

Chu Hao changed his clothes and was about to leave. When he walked to the door, he paused and turned around and said embarrassedly: "Brother, do you have money? Borrow some."

After a while, Chu Hao walked on the street with a hundred dollars in his pocket, looking at the people coming and going. Not to mention that it is quite comfortable now. He lived in Africa for a long time and was noisy in the city. Every day, he was fighting and killing people, and his life was paralyzed.

“33-34  72nd  St,  Jackson  Heights,  New  York  11372, United  State(33-34 72nd Street, Jackson Heights, New York, Country M, Postal Code: 11372)”

Chu Hao looked carefully at the house number on the roadside. If he read the half-baked English correctly, he should be New York City, the largest city in M, thousands of miles away from Africa!

He came here once or twice when he received the entrusted employment task. To be fair, his favorite is the Las Vegas casino. He can not only gambling, but also hold a bunny girl to discuss life at night. Think about it, people today miss it.

Gululu~

When Chu Hao was feeling emotion, his stomach started to scream.

"Oh, let's find a restaurant to fill your stomach first."

One hundred dollars is enough for him to have a full meal, but it cannot be a high-end restaurant.

After walking around, Chu Hao finally stopped in a small restaurant with only 20 square meters.

The simple decoration style is, except for the basic tables, chairs and menus, there are only one or two inferior ink paintings on the wall.

There are not many customers, there are only four tables in the store, and they are not full of people at meal time. I think the taste will not be very good, but the steak on the menu is very cost-effective.

"Boss, have a shirink steak and a cup of Coke," Chu Hao said.

"Hello, it's a total of twenty dollars." said the restaurant owner.

Chu Hao felt a little painful. He only had a hundred dollars in total. He had to consider accommodation at night. He was really a big deal.

Put the money you found in your pocket, Chu Hao chose to sit down at the dining table next to the window.

Not long after, the restaurant owner came over with the fried steak, placed it in front of Chu Hao, and smiled and said, "Please use it slowly!"

"Is there a magazine?" Chu Hao asked while eating the steak.

As a time traveler, it is the king to find ways to integrate into the new world as soon as possible, and books and magazines are good choices.

The restaurant owner immediately brought a copy and turned around to continue working.

Bang ~

The knife and fork fell on the porcelain plate.

"Damn it, it's Stark Industrial Group! And Robert Downey Jr.! I'm in the world of Iron Man!"

When he saw the patterned characters on the cover of the magazine, Chu Hao couldn't help but swear.

This is actually the world of Marvel movies, with countless superpowers, and the villains often destroy the dangerous world of the earth.

There are Thor who pretends to be thundering everywhere with a hammer, the captain M country who holds a shield and is with everyone, and the Hulk who is poisoned from time to time, each of them is a cruel character.

Not to mention the last boss of Women's Federation 3, known as the director of the Universe Family Planning, Zisaurus, Thanos, who exterminates half of the population of the universe with a snap of his fingers. I just ask if you are afraid.

Others are afraid of Chu Hao not knowing whether he is afraid of it. Anyway, he is panicked. The strength of his top mercenary is at most the same as that of Black Widow, and his safety is not guaranteed.

He was thinking whether he wanted to go to the military to steal a tube of super warrior genetic potion, and his strength was the first priority.

Suddenly, Chu Hao frowned.

A bald man stumbled into the restaurant, his face was extremely pale, and blood was constantly coming out of his shoulders. If he didn't deal with it in time, he would definitely not survive tonight.

"Save, save me." The bald man said weakly.

All customers ran out of the store in panic, and the restaurant owner hid in the kitchen and locked the door.

Boom ~

A roar of the engine sounded not far away, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

"I'm dead." Chu Hao took a bite of the steak, and his heart was not disturbed. He had seen many such scenes.

However, as soon as he arrived in Marvel World, it would be better to be low-key. He made up his mind and stood up and prepared to leave.

Perhaps his calm appearance attracted the other party. The bald man endured the severe pain and came to Chu Hao and begged: "Please!"

"Hug..." Chu Hao was about to refuse, but a mechanical sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

【Ding, Mercenary System is being activated…】

[The system is loading the host's personal information...1%...25%...99%...Loading!]

A 3D character virtual interface is displayed in Chu Hao's pupils.

【Name: Chu Hao】

【Gender: Male】

【Age: 26 years old】

【Future 4-dimensional data generation: Endurance 9, Agility 8, Strength 8, Spirit 11, Note: The peak value of ordinary people is 10 points (the limit that normal humans can reach]

[Current level: Intern Mercenary]

What the hell? Hallucination?

The virtual scene of Chu Hao closing his eyes still existed, and his broken views could no longer be stuck.

First he traveled to Marvel, and then he met the system's golden finger, and he almost thought he was the protagonist in the novel.

[Ding, trigger side missions to help senior Agent Krei Quitman of SHIELD to repel Hydra organization personnel and take him out of danger. The mission completion reward is 100,000 US dollars and a tube of H1 gene potion!]

Accepted!

Chu Hao did not hesitate. He was so poor that he was so poor that he was not even as mysterious as the H1 gene potion. He just didn't know who was more advanced than Captain M's Super Warrior potion.

In order to live in this world more comfortably, he had no reason to refuse.

Besides, killing is his expertise.

Chu Hao picked up Clay Quitman, hid him under the cashier, reached out and said, "Give me a pistol, I know you have it in your suit pocket."

Clay Quitman's face changed, but there was only one choice in front of him, that was to believe in Chu Hao.

Scream~

At this time, a jeep suddenly rushed out of the restaurant. Four rubber marks were worn on the ground. The door opened and three people walked down. They were wearing clown masks on their faces and immediately shot the restaurant with guns.

Da da da da da ~

The glass broke in an instant after only one thousandth of a second, and the tables and chairs were easily penetrated by bullets, and wood chips splashed everywhere.

After Chu Hao got the pistol, he did not dare to show up for a moment. The opponent's firepower was too strong, and going out at this time was simply a matter of seeking death.

The gunshots gradually became sparse.

In less than half a minute, there was no complete piece of furniture in the small restaurant, and there were bullet holes everywhere.

If something goes wrong, there will be ghosts!

Chu Hao moved his body and saw the enemy's position clearly through the light illuminating the glass fragments on the ground. Two clown men were sneaking in to observe.

"The person is in, stay here and don't move." Chu Hao ordered.

"How good are you shooting?" Clay Quitman whispered.

At this time, he regretted it. He involved an innocent person in his own way, which was likely to cause the other party to lose his life.

"Brother, what do you think?" Chu Hao smiled slightly and demonstrated the last combat plan in his mind.

There are not a thousand or hundreds of people who have died in his hands over the years, including pistols, assault rifles, sniper rifles, and even helicopters and tanks.

Just talking about marksmanship, he could shoot the word "cool" on the wall with his eyes closed!
Chapter completed!
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