MTL - Marvel: Unlimited Possession-Chapter 30 information

"James, help me see how much this thing is worth?"

In the antique store, a tall and thin black boy sneakily took out a broken pendant from the pocket of his jacket and handed it to Li Ran.

"Twenty dollars."

Li Ran looked up at the style of the pendant and said casually.

"Twenty, hey, James, this is the treasure that I have worked so hard to get." Hearing the price quoted by Li Ran, the black boy couldn't help jumping.

"Twenty-five, no more." Li Ran had already seen everything in front of him many times, so he said without raising his head.

"Okay, twenty-five is twenty-five." The black boy muttered, took the banknote from Li Ran, but carefully put it away: "I didn't say you, James, if it wasn't for us In terms of friendship, I wouldn't just sell things at such a low price..."

"How's the university's funding going, Wells?" Li Ran asked in a familiar tone, interrupting the black boy's endless complaints.

"It's almost there. Of course, if you can give me a little more, James, I may be able to get closer to the goal faster." Shrugging, the black boy Wells stared at his big eyes full of resentment, looking at Glancing at Li Ran, he replied in a slightly excited tone.

Wells, who was born in the ghetto of Hell's Kitchen, has the same upbringing experience as most black people, a father he has never met, and a strong mother.

Surviving a single parent family is not easy, especially living in a mixed environment like Hell's Kitchen. Well, Wells has a great mother, although this black woman is not beautiful, especially the one who weighs more than 200 pounds. The weight makes her look extra weighty.

But it is precisely under the watchful eyes of such a 'deterrent' mother that even when he grew up in an environment full of violence and depravity like Hell's Kitchen, Wells still did not contract any serious vices, at least Unlike most of his comrades, he joined the gang early before graduating from high school, and played the role of a scoundrel.

"It's not a great college, but at least it's a good choice, and I and my mom agreed to get a decent job in New York after I graduate, preferably one that can get us from Hell's Kitchen Moving out of work."

"I wish you an early realization of your dream."

Li Ran really likes Wells, a black boy, at least compared to most black people in Hell's Kitchen, he has his own hopes and goals, and he strives for them.

Although, according to Li Ran's knowledge of the danger level in New York in the future, even if Wells and the others move to outer space, there is no way to avoid the danger.

But, who knows, maybe he's lucky enough.

Pulling his thoughts from the future back to his eyes, Li Ran looked at the broken pendant on the new counter: "Tell me, where did you get this thing from."

Even though it was damaged, the strong gang color revealed on the pendant was still swearing to Li Ran about his origins.

"James, do you know what happened in Hell's Kitchen recently?"

Sneaky sticking out his head, Wells said mysteriously.

"A big deal?"

Raising his eyebrows, Li Ran couldn't help but blurt out.

Recently, he has been constantly brushing the legend everywhere, and he has indeed ignored what happened in Hell's Kitchen.

However, Li Ran could not be blamed for this.

After all, being called Hell's Kitchen itself can explain some problems. Hell's Kitchen is full of all kinds of violent crimes every day. If you don't pay attention to it, no one can know it well.

"Ten dollars, no, twenty dollars."

Opposite, Wells has been paying attention to Li Ran's reaction. When he saw the puzzled expression on his face, he opened his fingers with a smile and gestured.

"Ten dollars."

In this regard, Li Ran didn't say much, and directly took out a ten-dollar note, whether he wanted it or not.

"James, you are too stingy."

While complaining, Wells put away the money, and then continued: "The Savage Gang has recently provoked a madman, and their business in Hell's Kitchen has been constantly attacked by the other party. It is said that a lot of people died in the gang. The loss was heavy, and several bars were forced to close. The boss of the Savage Gang, Tony, has given the order. No matter who it is, as long as he can solve the madman, he will directly become the new head of the Sixth District of the Savage Gang, in charge of an entire area. all business."

Speaking of which, even Wells, who is determined not to participate in any gang activities, can't help but feel a little moved. After all, this is the leader of a district, and it is not comparable to the little gangster characters made by his little friends.

Of course, such rich conditions are enough to see how pessimistic the current situation of the Savage Gang is.

"Crazy?"

Li Ran noticed the description in Wells' words and couldn't help but read.

"The madman is the barbarian gang. In fact, this guy is completely a super soldier, a terminator. It is said that a bar of the barbarian gang was directly swept into a sieve by him alone. Moreover, at present, the Savage Gang has absolutely no idea why they have provoked this guy..."

Super soldier, terminator, single-handedly?

With Wells' description, Li Ran's image of the other party became more and more clear in his heart, and he even had some judgment.

…

Hell's Kitchen, in another bar of the Savage Gang.

After a fierce shootout.

Stepping on the messy ground, a burly man with short hair silently walked out of the shadows.

"Why, why," laying on the ground, a surviving member of the savage gang wailed and asked, "Why do you keep targeting us, and who sent you here..."

"You know that old tramp who's been living in the sixth district all the time, Hip?"

Holding his 'toy' in one hand, the man looked down at the wailing gang members, and asked in his low, metallic voice.

"He died recently because of your 'fun'."

"That's why you keep attacking us? Because of a trivial bum!" The Savage Gang had been tracking down the reason why the man attacked them, but they didn't expect it to be so 'simple'.

Shoot, shoot.

The blood splashed by the bullet dyed the white skeleton on the man's chest bright red. Looking at the dilapidated state of the bar, the man picked up a grenade and threw it on the floor of the bar.

He stared at the huge explosion in front of him, and silently replied.

"To me, you are just as insignificant."