059 Jessica Jones

Coulson finally left Bul-Kathos's blacksmith shop with a head full of doubts.

It was not because Bul-Kathos had any reservations about him, but he really didn't have any real feelings about Bul-Kathos's story.

He couldn't understand what names like Masaiel Diablo meant.

Although Bul-Kathos had told the story as best he could, he was still a little troubled.

After all, no one could expect a barbarian to tell his battle story vividly.

So Bul-Kathos's story was full of descriptions like "I just chopped its dog's head off with one knife", and even if Coulson asked further, he only got a reply like "I chopped its dog's head off with one knife".

In the end, Bul-Kathos was so excited that he even wanted to have a drink with Coulson.

Fortunately, he was very good at communication and listening, so this time Bul-Kathos spoke very happily.

But for Coulson, who was listening, it was like trying to find useful information from "fake news", which made him bald.

The problem was that Bul-Kathos's stories were all real things, not fake news.

So the end of this meeting was that Bul-Kathos had a rare and hearty exchange with others, while Coulson thought he had gained nothing.

Finally, Coulson said that he would come to visit again and bring some of his treasured wine.

During the conversation between the two, Coulson recorded the whole process after obtaining Bul-Kathos's consent, and planned to analyze it after returning.

They also called the department of SHIELD that specializes in handling funeral affairs, and left contact information for Bul-Kathos, and then they took Kilgrave's body away, saying that they would properly dispose of the body.

This approach was recognized by Bul-Kathos, because he finally didn't have to clean up the traces left by these bastards himself.

In general, Bul-Kathos had a very happy day.

But for Coulson, he felt that his hairline was a little higher.

"Someone come! Damn it!"

Just when Bul-Kathos was about to light a fire to cook, a shout and a series of dull knocking sounds came from the basement.

At this time, Bulkaiso remembered that he had thrown the woman named Jessica into the basement.

Bulkaiso walked over and opened the door of the basement, watching Jessica bypass him and rush to the door of the blacksmith shop.

Then he saw the clear fist marks on the door of the basement, and then looked at the nervous Jessica.

"It looks like you have to compensate me for this iron door."

This was the first sentence Bulkaiso said to Jessica.

Although this door can still be used, the fist marks on it made him decide to change it.

Perhaps it is a good idea to build a shield as the door of the basement, but according to this size, it seems that only the tower shields that can be used by the Crusaders are suitable.

After Jessica woke up, she still remembered what happened before.

Although she was controlled by Kilgrave, she was still clear about what happened before. The control of the purple man only looks like hypnosis, but it is basically commanding other people's bodies, but it cannot affect the activities of the mind.

After coming out of the basement, she immediately turned her sight to the location of Kilgrave's body. It was inevitable that she was a little flustered when she didn't see anything.

Then she realized that the body should have been disposed of.

Although she was a private detective most of the time, she investigated other people's privacy like a paparazzi, but she was a superhuman and had seen many strange things.

Dealing with corpses was not unfamiliar to her.

"How much?"

Jessica's expression calmed down and she fiddled with her hair subconsciously.

"I don't know, you can give it as you see fit."

Burkeso's understanding of the prices of this world was limited to the prices of some food. Of course, he didn't know how much a ten-centimeter-thick metal door was worth.

Jessica was stunned when she heard this. In her understanding, such a statement could represent a huge sum of money.

Just like when she said "give it as you see fit" to a customer, it didn't mean that the other party could give less, but "you have to satisfy me, try less."

"Okay, I may not have enough money, but since you solved that guy, I will raise money for you."

Jessica misunderstood Burkeso's meaning, so she planned to pay him as a thank you for solving the nightmare of the purple man.

So she planned to go back to make money. Although she hadn't figured out how to make a huge sum of money, she didn't care. At most, she would rob those street thugs. Anyway, those guys couldn't do anything to her.

"I still have so much money on me. Can I have dinner at your place as meal money?"

Jessica took out a wallet from her body, took out a ten-dollar bill and a few coins, put them on the table and asked Burkeso.

Although Jessica was too direct and familiar, her straightforward personality made Burkeso feel very comfortable. Just like the way he got along with Sonya.

Barbarians don't have so much time to think about those complicated things. In the world of Diablo, humans are about to perish under the attack of demons. Who has the time to engage in intrigue?

Even if there were, they were some guys who were not presentable.

"Okay."

Burkeso put all the money on the table into his pocket. Although he was not short of money, he needed some change as pocket money for Jill.

This was just right, he didn't need to change change specifically.

Burkeso took out two loaves of black bread from a small closet and put them on the table.

Then he took out the milk prepared for Jill from the refrigerator, poured some into the pot, and put the rest back.

When he started to light a fire to boil milk, he heard a series of knocks on the table.

When he turned around, he saw Jessica holding the bread and hitting it on the table, making a dongdongdong sound.

"You can eat this for a dozen dollars?"

Jessica looked at Burkeso with astonishment.

A dozen dollars was enough for her to have a good dinner, at least she could see meat.

She could even have a few drinks.

"I only have this here."

Burkeso turned around and put the milk pot in his hand on the stove.

As the milk was heated, a sweet fragrance filled the room.

Jessica's body felt a strong sense of hunger under this sweet fragrance, and her stomach made a gurgling sound.

"Do you have any wine here?"

Jessica hurriedly spoke to cover up her embarrassment.

Finally calmed down from a series of incredible things, she wanted to drink.

Not for love, but to get drunk.

Since being controlled by the purple man, every time she left that bastard, she needed a lot of alcohol to suppress the guilt and severe headache.

Now that the guy is dead and the nightmare is over, she also wants to have a good drink to celebrate.

Burkeso took out a bottle of water of life from his backpack and put it on the table.

Since drinking this thing, he has been addicted to the water of life recently.

After all, in his world, where can he get this purity of wine.

However, he can't feel much of the taste of food in this thing, and it won't take long for him to recover.

Jessica didn't care where Burkeso took the bottle of water of life from. After all, she wouldn't be surprised if she could ignore the control of the purple man and get rid of him cleanly.

But she was still stunned when she saw the water of life.

In her world, this thing definitely doesn't belong to wine. Or in the eyes of normal people, this kind of thing with an alcohol content of 97% should be classified as alcohol itself.

The sweet smell of milk in the air became more intense. Burkeso took them off the stove at the moment the milk boiled, poured them into a porcelain bowl, and placed them in front of Jessica.

"If you are not used to such hard bread, break it into pieces and put it in the bowl."

Then Burkeso picked up another piece of black bread and ate it by himself, and from time to time took out a bottle of half-remaining water of life and continued to drink it.

"Okay."

Jessica is not a squeamish woman, she is straightforward and neat.

Seeing that Burkaso ate the deadly black bread without changing his expression, she naturally started to eat after she was sure that Burkaso was not deliberately embarrassing her.

She didn't pay attention to etiquette when eating, which made Burkaso more favorable.

After all, a character like that of the arrogant and exquisite Li Min would only make the barbarians feel hypocritical.

"What brand of milk is this!"

After drinking a sip of milk, Jessica felt that the discomfort left in her body after being controlled by the purple man was disappearing rapidly, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.

At this time, she didn't care that she spent more than ten yuan to eat this kind of black bread that was stronger than the table leg.

The bottle of water of life alone was more than this price, not to mention this magical milk.

Although the power in the milk was not enough to make her body stronger, the abundant energy quickly eliminated her hunger.

She knew that she owed another favor.