NOVEL NEXT Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man
Chapter 245
Chapter 245
Even Darian Cross, the chairman of Pym's company, also came to the scene. As an old company, Darian Cross tried to rejuvenate his company, but because of the technology blockade, the company's situation went from bad to worse, so he was eager to find external capital to help themselves.
But obviously his level is not very high, which can be seen from Xiaoqiang's perfunctory attitude. Although Pi's parent company has been claiming that it is researching Pym particles and has achieved significant results, the response is mediocre, and Xiaoqiang also went to the field for investigation. Seeing that their PPT is the same as that of Transformers, but the actual effect is indeed not at all.
Darian Cross, who was not welcomed, walked out of the mourning hall in disgrace. Looking back, the mourning hall was submerged in the green pines and cypresses. He secretly swore in his heart that today you will ignore me, and tomorrow I will let you climb up and down. rise!
Xiaoqiang, who was receiving guests in the mourning hall, received news from his subordinates that a reporter was secretly taking pictures outside!
TMD, the clay figurine is still angry!
My good uncle Tony died, but these paparazzi wanted to sneak in to get first-hand information at this time, it was really unbearable.
Xiaoqiang cursed a damn in a low voice, then walked out with a few of his men.
Don't look at Xiaoqiang who is usually gentle, but he has inherited the character of his father Johnny in his bones, that is, a dog that bites does not bark.
Born out of his father who received a strengthening agent, although Xiaoqiang's physical fitness is not as good as Tony and Tiger's, it is more than twice that of ordinary people.
However, he usually presents himself as a humble gentleman, and ordinary people really don't have the opportunity to see his skills.
He took the lead and walked out, cursing
"You guys who came here uninvited, what are you doing here!"
Looking at this scene, the mood was low, and Tiger, who was entertaining the guests, was stunned for a while, what's going on?
Looks like he said my lines?
Tiger turned his head and glanced at Watson in surprise. Watson had just heard the report from his subordinates. He nodded helplessly, and then Tiger realized that he also felt that this kind of thing was too much. Mind these things.
After all, it was his dear brother who loved him who died, and he, as a younger brother, had to let his elder brother go through this final process quietly, so it was most appropriate for Xiaoqiang to take the initiative.
Outside the mourning hall, in a black van, a few men in plainclothes were secretly taking pictures of the vehicles and people who came to express their condolences.
They listened to the dispatch of Brooklyn Bureau Chief George Stacey to see which officials, companies and the organization had an affair with the Zhatian Gang.
After all, those who can come on this occasion must have a close relationship with the Zhatian Gang.
Papapa
The flashes kept ringing, and the policeman who took the photo was still muttering
"WC, who is this? Why is he here too!"
Peeping is also very exciting sometimes, and it’s no wonder that there are so many voyeurs in the world, and those who specialize in taking pictures of girls’ skirts and girls going to the toilet.
When you are happy to shoot,
"Bah"
With a crisp sound, the window glass of the van was suddenly shattered from the outside. Before the plainclothes photographer could react, the camera was snatched from his hand.
It was Xiaoqiang who made the shot. Just now, he smashed the glass with a punch. The corners of his mouth turned up, looking at the contents of the camera and cursing
"Look at these brats, who allowed you to take pictures here? You bastards, shit, you are infringing on portrait rights, understand?"
As he said that, he threw out the NIKOND7 SLR camera in his hand, and this high-definition digital professional camera worth 8 US dollars was instantly smashed to pieces.
Xiaoqiang stuck his head into the van, glanced at it, and said
"Looking at your appearance, it seems that you are not here to pay tribute to the funeral. Where did you come from? Where did you come in?"
A few plainclothes men were arrested, but none of them spoke up.
Xiaoqiang's face is gloomy. He is the number four of the Zhatian Gang. Although he always thinks he is the number three, with his status today, even the mayor of Brooklyn, New York City, has to treat himself a little bit less. How dare these paparazzi ignore me!
He feels his authority has been greatly challenged, he said
"Why don't you talk, dumb? Hey—"
Hearing Xiaoqiang's words, the little brother behind him hurriedly agreed
"What orders, brother!"
"Take pictures of their faces, maybe we will meet again in the future!"
"Got it, big brother."
Xiaoqiang stood aside, and the little brother Ula behind him surrounded him, shouting
"Hey, take out the camera and start working, you, bring your face closer."
Then there was a random pat-up, and the plain clothes in the van hurriedly covered their faces with their hands. They are all rich and well-off people. It doesn't matter if they are photographed, the key is their family.
If they are targeted by these gangsters, it is estimated that there will be no good fruit to eat. After all, the police is just a job, and there is no need to ruin the family for the job.
The corner of Xiaoqiang's mouth twitched into a wicked and charming smile and said,
"I said why are you following us? Are you following us now? You bastards."
Just as Xiaoqiang kept cursing, suddenly, a cold voice came
"Damn it, who are you scolding!"
When Xiaoqiang heard this, he turned his head in surprise. In Brooklyn, no one dared to scold him like that!
He wanted to see who dared to talk to him like that after eating the bear's heart and leopard's guts.
Turning his head, he saw a white man in a suit and leather shoes approaching. It was Little Spider's cheap father-in-law—George Stacey.
George Stacey stooped to pick up the shattered Nikon, sighing
"Oh, you brats, do you think you're Michael Jackson? We're just here to spy on you gangsters"
He lowered his head and weighed the fragments of the camera in his hand, feeling very distressed.
"It's completely broken, what should I do?"
Looking at this familiar face, Xiaoqiang couldn't help feeling a little headache, he tried to squeeze out a smile and said
"I thought who it was, isn't this our Inspector George? A man with such a busy business has to manage these subordinates, and you are not the Inspector of the Broncos, why do you have time to come to our backcountry? .”
George Stacey snorted contemptuously. As the Chief Inspector of the Broncos, he has the right to look down on Xiaoqiang and his gangsters. Since ancient times, good and evil have always been incompatible, not to mention that in a society ruled by law, gangsters can be used for activities. The space is further compressed.
(End of this chapter)
Even Darian Cross, the chairman of Pym's company, also came to the scene. As an old company, Darian Cross tried to rejuvenate his company, but because of the technology blockade, the company's situation went from bad to worse, so he was eager to find external capital to help themselves.
But obviously his level is not very high, which can be seen from Xiaoqiang's perfunctory attitude. Although Pi's parent company has been claiming that it is researching Pym particles and has achieved significant results, the response is mediocre, and Xiaoqiang also went to the field for investigation. Seeing that their PPT is the same as that of Transformers, but the actual effect is indeed not at all.
Darian Cross, who was not welcomed, walked out of the mourning hall in disgrace. Looking back, the mourning hall was submerged in the green pines and cypresses. He secretly swore in his heart that today you will ignore me, and tomorrow I will let you climb up and down. rise!
Xiaoqiang, who was receiving guests in the mourning hall, received news from his subordinates that a reporter was secretly taking pictures outside!
TMD, the clay figurine is still angry!
My good uncle Tony died, but these paparazzi wanted to sneak in to get first-hand information at this time, it was really unbearable.
Xiaoqiang cursed a damn in a low voice, then walked out with a few of his men.
Don't look at Xiaoqiang who is usually gentle, but he has inherited the character of his father Johnny in his bones, that is, a dog that bites does not bark.
Born out of his father who received a strengthening agent, although Xiaoqiang's physical fitness is not as good as Tony and Tiger's, it is more than twice that of ordinary people.
However, he usually presents himself as a humble gentleman, and ordinary people really don't have the opportunity to see his skills.
He took the lead and walked out, cursing
"You guys who came here uninvited, what are you doing here!"
Looking at this scene, the mood was low, and Tiger, who was entertaining the guests, was stunned for a while, what's going on?
Looks like he said my lines?
Tiger turned his head and glanced at Watson in surprise. Watson had just heard the report from his subordinates. He nodded helplessly, and then Tiger realized that he also felt that this kind of thing was too much. Mind these things.
After all, it was his dear brother who loved him who died, and he, as a younger brother, had to let his elder brother go through this final process quietly, so it was most appropriate for Xiaoqiang to take the initiative.
Outside the mourning hall, in a black van, a few men in plainclothes were secretly taking pictures of the vehicles and people who came to express their condolences.
They listened to the dispatch of Brooklyn Bureau Chief George Stacey to see which officials, companies and the organization had an affair with the Zhatian Gang.
After all, those who can come on this occasion must have a close relationship with the Zhatian Gang.
Papapa
The flashes kept ringing, and the policeman who took the photo was still muttering
"WC, who is this? Why is he here too!"
Peeping is also very exciting sometimes, and it’s no wonder that there are so many voyeurs in the world, and those who specialize in taking pictures of girls’ skirts and girls going to the toilet.
When you are happy to shoot,
"Bah"
With a crisp sound, the window glass of the van was suddenly shattered from the outside. Before the plainclothes photographer could react, the camera was snatched from his hand.
It was Xiaoqiang who made the shot. Just now, he smashed the glass with a punch. The corners of his mouth turned up, looking at the contents of the camera and cursing
"Look at these brats, who allowed you to take pictures here? You bastards, shit, you are infringing on portrait rights, understand?"
As he said that, he threw out the NIKOND7 SLR camera in his hand, and this high-definition digital professional camera worth 8 US dollars was instantly smashed to pieces.
Xiaoqiang stuck his head into the van, glanced at it, and said
"Looking at your appearance, it seems that you are not here to pay tribute to the funeral. Where did you come from? Where did you come in?"
A few plainclothes men were arrested, but none of them spoke up.
Xiaoqiang's face is gloomy. He is the number four of the Zhatian Gang. Although he always thinks he is the number three, with his status today, even the mayor of Brooklyn, New York City, has to treat himself a little bit less. How dare these paparazzi ignore me!
He feels his authority has been greatly challenged, he said
"Why don't you talk, dumb? Hey—"
Hearing Xiaoqiang's words, the little brother behind him hurriedly agreed
"What orders, brother!"
"Take pictures of their faces, maybe we will meet again in the future!"
"Got it, big brother."
Xiaoqiang stood aside, and the little brother Ula behind him surrounded him, shouting
"Hey, take out the camera and start working, you, bring your face closer."
Then there was a random pat-up, and the plain clothes in the van hurriedly covered their faces with their hands. They are all rich and well-off people. It doesn't matter if they are photographed, the key is their family.
If they are targeted by these gangsters, it is estimated that there will be no good fruit to eat. After all, the police is just a job, and there is no need to ruin the family for the job.
The corner of Xiaoqiang's mouth twitched into a wicked and charming smile and said,
"I said why are you following us? Are you following us now? You bastards."
Just as Xiaoqiang kept cursing, suddenly, a cold voice came
"Damn it, who are you scolding!"
When Xiaoqiang heard this, he turned his head in surprise. In Brooklyn, no one dared to scold him like that!
He wanted to see who dared to talk to him like that after eating the bear's heart and leopard's guts.
Turning his head, he saw a white man in a suit and leather shoes approaching. It was Little Spider's cheap father-in-law—George Stacey.
George Stacey stooped to pick up the shattered Nikon, sighing
"Oh, you brats, do you think you're Michael Jackson? We're just here to spy on you gangsters"
He lowered his head and weighed the fragments of the camera in his hand, feeling very distressed.
"It's completely broken, what should I do?"
Looking at this familiar face, Xiaoqiang couldn't help feeling a little headache, he tried to squeeze out a smile and said
"I thought who it was, isn't this our Inspector George? A man with such a busy business has to manage these subordinates, and you are not the Inspector of the Broncos, why do you have time to come to our backcountry? .”
George Stacey snorted contemptuously. As the Chief Inspector of the Broncos, he has the right to look down on Xiaoqiang and his gangsters. Since ancient times, good and evil have always been incompatible, not to mention that in a society ruled by law, gangsters can be used for activities. The space is further compressed.
(End of this chapter)
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