Chapter 1190 Agent of Pain

Asgard's fugitive witch Lorelai was sitting in the back seat of a black SUV wearing a backless black dress...

Seeing Sif in the distance rushing into the room where she was just now, she chuckled and put one foot on the thigh of a tall man next to her, saying: "You tell me you are the bravest warrior. You promised me the best life possible, but why are we still in this terrible place?”

The tall man stared greedily at the white calf resting on his thigh. He swallowed hard and said, "This is New York, and this is the center of the world.

As long as we develop some mutants as our minions, I can let you live the best life possible.

Villas, luxury cars, maids, butlers, and countless luxuries..."

There was distrust in Lorelei's beautiful eyes. This unlucky escaped witch actually didn't know anything about the earth.

When she first arrived on Earth, she met the man next to her in a small town in Connecticut. At that time, he was the leader of a motorcycle gang and was considered a powerful figure in the local area...

But the so-called "best life" for such little people is also the life of the rich people in the movies...

The boss of the motorcycle gang racked his brains and thought of recruiting his underlings to rob banks. He thought this was the fastest way to make money.

Of course, with Lorelai's help, things did go smoothly for them at first.

Those mutants encountered along the way, as long as they were of some use, were taken under their command to serve as soldiers, and then they robbed, robbed, robbed...

As a result, they started to hit a wall when they arrived in New York. The team that had grown like a snowball encountered the emergency team when they robbed a bank for the first time. After a confrontation, half of the mutant robbers were killed...

The leader of the motorcycle gang, who still had some sense of anti-reconnaissance, did not stay in a luxury hotel. He led Lorelei, who "yearned" for the best life, to stay in a small hotel in Harlem.

As a result, before he could fully settle down, John Wigger came to visit...

Now it looks like bigger trouble is coming for them!

Lorelai, who had already realized that she had found the wrong person, glanced at the leader of the motorcycle gang with contempt and said, "You once told me that the most powerful man in New York is Alvin from Hell's Kitchen.

I want to see him. Can you think of a way? "

After hearing this, the leader of the motorcycle gang who loves without regrets frowned and thought for a long time, and said: "A cousin of mine has been in Hell's Kitchen. I will call him right away..."

Lorelai retracted her calf after hearing this. She had completely lost her patience with this country bumpkin.

As an alien, I also know how to read the news and newspapers, where is the Tomahawk restaurant in Manhattan, where is his school, and he is in jail now...

This is all public information!

It turns out that this bumpkin doesn’t know anything...

Lorelai, who had lost her patience in controlling this underlying power, decided to change her action style. She had absolute confidence in her ability, which was an ability that even Odin would "surrender"...

As long as he can meet that Alvin, he can use his power to realize his ideal...

Looking at the tall man who was staring at her calf and swallowing saliva, Lorelai reached out and put her hand on his shoulder impatiently.

Following the mist-like fluctuations in Lorelei's eyes, the tall man's eyes suddenly became numb.

If he had obviously retained his sanity just now, now he only had the instinct to act.

"Go find a crowded shopping mall and hijack it. Manhattan Tomahawk will never let innocent people die in vain. I need to see him..."

With that said, Lorelai pushed open the door and got out of the car, then stopped a flashy muscle car...

Lorelaila opened the door and walked in to find that the driver was a punk young man with a red airplane head. She was a little confused as to why she encountered such mentally retarded people...

After taking a look at the ashtray filled with marijuana cigarette butts, Lorelai glanced at the nose of the plane in disgust. She really couldn't arouse the interest in touching him, so she just said coldly: "Send me to Hell's Kitchen..."

The head of the plane was acting lustful just now, but he woke up the moment he heard "Hell's Kitchen".

He carefully looked at Lorelai, who was too beautiful to look at, and said, "Why are you going to Hell's Kitchen?

We've been having a bit of trouble with some gangs there recently, and it would be a bit dangerous for my car to go in..."

Lorelei shook her head dejectedly and said, "Then send me to a busy place..."

Forty minutes later, Lorelei got off the car at the front of the plane in despair.

Along the way, they visited several "busy" places in Harlem, including marijuana shops, "second-hand goods" trading areas, striptease bars...

As soon as this car leaves Harlem, enthusiastic police officers will come to "persuad" him to go back...

Standing on the street in Harlem, Lorelai looked around angrily, then ran away in the direction of Hell's Kitchen.

Isn’t it just a dozen kilometers away? It's not a problem at all for a goddess...

A foreign goddess cannot find reliable help from local snakes on this part of the earth, which has caused Lorelai's current embarrassing situation.

If she had just found an ordinary person or taken a taxi, her current situation might be better.

But her subconscious mind makes her choose those who stand out among the surrounding environment...

Thinking about the places she went to...

The country bars in Connecticut, the gathering places for motorcycle gangs on the road, and Harlem in New York. Who are the people who stand out in these places?

Lorelai's ability is charm, but this ability has limits.

She can easily make a bunch of sperm-addled men become her crazy fans, but she can't control their thinking.

To make someone work for her wholeheartedly, she must have physical contact with the target to be effective, and the number cannot be too many.

So how to choose the target is very important. The boss of the motorcycle gang proved that it is impossible for a low-level gangster to become a nobleman no matter what.

Now Lorelai must find the most powerful man if she wants to realize her ideals. Who else is more suitable than Alvin?

The only problem for Lorelai now is how to see Alvin before Sif finds her.

She can't abuse her abilities now, because every time she uses her abilities, the fluctuations caused will be found by Heimdall in the sky like turning on a GPS...

Lorelai didn't know if Heimdall would keep staring at her, but Sif's coming to her door was a warning. Now it was the safest way for her to act cautiously and low-key, letting herself blend into the crowd!

…………

Sif, who found nothing, walked out of the building a little disappointed...

The fight just now showed him that he was in the right place, but Lorelai ran away.

Sif has no patience to fight with a group of "brainless" gangsters, but those gangsters are looking for trouble for her like crazy...

John Wigger broke into the building angrily, only to find that there were no mutants he wanted, but the weapons of those people were the same as those of the mutant robbers.

After calling to inquire about whether there was a bounty from the gang, and receiving a disappointing answer, John Wigger casually broke the knees of several unlucky people in the building and retreated.

Those who seem to have lost their minds are already dead, and the trouble of finding an Asgardian Valkyrie with a rifle is simply unreasonable...

Cassell watched cannabis doctor William Rush save the priest who was shot. He breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a few large bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the big black man, and said: "Man , buy yourself some decent clothes, and go have a good meal...

Also, you will really die if you are shot. Remember to rescue those whose lives are in danger first.

Oh, what's your name?

If I still have this kind of job in the future, I can contact you...

You know being John Wigger's logistics is really not an easy job! "

The big black man happily stuffed the money into his pocket, then glanced at the pastor who had been put in the ambulance and said: "The pastor is a good man, God will bless him!"

As he spoke, the big man looked down at Cassell and said, "My name is John Coffey. I think you are also a good person, and God will bless you..."

Cassell didn't know why this big man, who was obviously uneducated and had some mental problems, firmly believed in God.

But he didn’t think too much, but carefully patted John Coffey’s thick chest, and then found that he didn’t feel anything. Then he smiled and said: “Yes, I am a kind person, God will bless me.” All good people!"

William Rush, the cannabis doctor in the ambulance, stuck his head out to Cassell impatiently and shouted: “Do your prisoners still need medical services?

Also, I was the one who saved people just now. Instead of praying to God for blessing, why don’t you pray that I was the one who came to rescue you after you were shot? "

The big man Coffey looked at William Rush a little unhappy, and said in a low and honest voice: "No, the priest will not die in the first place..."

Cassel didn't want to argue with William Rush on this issue. He waved his hand and said: "If you are sure that there is nothing wrong with the priest, then you'd better go to my car and have a look. There is an unlucky guy who was killed by John Williams." The guest was shot in the face..."

As he spoke, Cassel looked at the big man Coffey, who seemed a little emotionally unstable, and said, "Okay, man!

Don't get excited, that's just a bad-mouthed doctor, he means no harm!

He just felt a little unhappy that we gave God the credit for saving people, but he was actually pretty good..."

It's okay if Cassel didn't say anything. When he said it, the big man Kofi became more and more excited, "No, the priest won't die in the first place. It's just a small and insignificant punishment..."

As he spoke, the big man Kofi pulled open his tattered shirt to reveal his rock-like upper body, and said: "The priest will not die, and all devout believers with good intentions will not die..."

Cassel looked at the two wounds that appeared inexplicably on the big man Coffey's body, and saw the blood flowing out of the wounds. He looked back at the ambulance in disbelief. The priest was injured just in these two locations...

Sif came to Cassel's side without knowing why. She frowned and looked at the big man Kofi, and said with some uncertainty: "'Pain Agent'? This is impossible?"