Marvel: Fusion

"Ceres, a barbecue rice, a Dotiya pancake, and a chicken roll, what other wines do you recommend?"

Serres looked at Jude in surprise and said, "When did you start drinking? I remember you never ordered alcohol."

"That was me in the past. Since I lay in bed for three days, I found that wine is really a good thing. It can make me more energetic."

"You pay, you have the final say, how about tequila? When you come to the territory of the Mexicans, if you don't drink tequila, you can't be considered a friend."

"You must be right about what you recommend."

During the serving interval, the two chatted one after another, Serres suddenly remembered about the Bigfoot Gang, and couldn't help asking: "Dude, has anyone from the Bigfoot Gang ever approached you?"

Jude wanted to say yes, but changed the words to no. After all, five people died.

"No? But I guess it's only the last day or two, man, I have a proposal."

Jude looked at Serres playfully and asked, "What? You want my car too?"

Serres laughed and said, "Who doesn't want it? It's an antique from 1957. There are a lot of people who want it. I don't understand why you, a guy who can't even afford $100, stick to it." A car? If you sell it, you'll be a millionaire in no time."

"Who told you I'm sticking to it?"

Serres' eyes lit up: "So you plan to sell?"

"I have this plan, but unfortunately, the car is no longer there."

Serres said in surprise, "You sold it to someone else? We've agreed on a deal, and I have the right of first purchase. For this, I'll give you one dollar less for each chicken roll."

"I didn't sell it to anyone else."

"Huh...that's about the same."

"I dismantled it."

After being stunned for a second, Seres finally realized.

"What the hell! Are you crazy?"

"Of course not. I'm more awake than ever. The car just changed its form. It's still by my side."

Jude said and patted the laser transmitter on his waist.

Serres said angrily: "Jude Herbert, starting today, you no longer want to have the privilege of 1 dollar, everything must be paid in full."

The proprietress Anna came over at this time, glared at her husband reproachfully, and comforted her: "Herbert, without a car, Bigfoot will trouble you, how do you deal with it?"

"It's very simple, tell them who is the boss!"

The two couples showed black question mark expressions at the same time.

"Herbert, did you fall asleep in three days? What nonsense are you talking about? At this time, you should run away quickly, or look forward to the arrival of Batman."

Didi...

Suddenly, Jude's cell phone rang, and he glanced down, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can handle it with confidence."

On the screen of the mobile phone, four big men in black trench coats walked quickly into the street. Without any hesitation, they went straight to the apartment building where Jude lived.

"Suspicious guy, let me see what you are here for."

Jude scooped up the barbecue rice with a spoon, stuffed it into his mouth, and carefully watched the picture from the monitor.

The moment they entered the apartment building, these people immediately opened their trench coats and took out long guns and short cannons, ranging from small pistols to large semi-automatics.

"Very well, they really came to look for me. There can't be two troublemakers hiding in one building."

Then the screen went black, and then turned on again after a few seconds. The group of black trench coats were already standing outside Jude's room door.

The leader made a few gestures, and someone came up and knocked on the door immediately, while the others hid in places where the cat's eyes could not see.

But after knocking several times, no one answered, the leader gestured again, and the others swarmed the door open and rushed in.

But after entering the room, these people became stupid, the room was messy, there was almost no place to stay, and the target person was not there.

"Joe, what should we do if no one is here?"

"Wait, he'll come back, a scumbag, just got some money, maybe he's nursing in some ****'s arms, but when the money is gone, he'll go back to his dog cage."

After speaking, the four of them leaned or stayed in Jude's room to smoke, but no one noticed that the eyes of Butter Robot No. 1 lit up in the corner under the bed.

In the restaurant, Jude poured down a big mouthful of tequila with his legs crossed, the feeling was extremely sour, and at the same time he clicked a button on his phone casually.

"Command input, start attack mode!"

The butter robot made a nonsensical mechanical sound, which immediately attracted the attention of the black windbreaker.

"Someone!"

"Who is there?"

"get out!"

The black windbreakers reacted quickly, loaded their guns in an instant, and looked for the source of the sound in the room.

At this time, a 30-centimeter-tall robot gurgled out from under the bed, looking a little funny, and the four of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect this guy to be a robot lover. The money he extorted was not for buying steel dum, but for the Neon Kingdom thing."

"Haha, I can't tell."

They were laughing at Jude, but butter robot No. 1's eyes flashed red, and he suddenly raised his arms and fired violently. The revolver on the arm rotated rapidly, spraying out two tongues of flame.

The precision of the robot far surpasses that of humans. Even with 20 rounds per second, it can still die without being injured. Three of the four black trench coats were headshot, beaten like a watermelon, and the other was pierced through its limbs, but it did not die.

Then the butter robot gurgled to the surviving black trench coat, and the gun barrel of the black hole's arm was aimed at him.

"Instruction: Prohibition of actions, offenders will be killed without mercy!"

Even though Hei Fengyi was in great pain, he didn't dare to move an inch, and could only curse in his heart, this unlucky task.

"good boy!"

In the restaurant, Jude slapped his thigh in praise.

After gulping down the rest of the tequila, paying the bill exactly, and even giving an extra 10% tip, Jude rushed home excitedly.

Neighbor Bandera went to bed early and slept very deeply, and the shooting time was very short. She didn't find anything unusual. In addition, this apartment is very old and there are not many residents, even if there are gunshots, it doesn't matter. Don't forget, this is Gotham.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Let me see who this is and which kitten is trapped."

Jude pushed the door open with a smile, then locked it, and squatted down to look at the only survivor.

"Dude, you guys broke into my room without my permission, I think we need to talk, are you right?"

The black windbreaker grinned in pain, but he smiled when he saw Jude. He knew very well that it was impossible to negotiate with a robot, but people could negotiate terms. In Gotham, few people dared to offend his boss, the Penguin. .

"Boy, your name is Jude Herbert, right? Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know, but I really want to know, maybe you can talk about it."

"Listen to me clearly. My boss is Mr. Oswald. How about it? Are you afraid?"

"Oswald, sounds familiar, wait a minute, does he have another name called Penguin?"

The black windbreaker stared at Jude and said, "You dare to call this name, be careful he will chop you up and feed it to the fish."

Jude laughed: "The second question, why did Penguin kill me?"

The black windbreaker frowned, the guy in front of him didn't seem to be afraid of his boss.

"I ask you, why did Penguin kill me?"

"I... I don't know, we just follow orders."

The two stared at each other in silence. The man in black was about to say something when suddenly his neck hurt and he lost consciousness.

"Looks like I'm going to ask him myself."