People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

Leo shared a three-bedroom apartment with others in the Chinese community of Flushing.My roommate is Lao Mo and a student couple.

Lao Mo is a little older than Leo, works in the kitchen of a restaurant, and looks like an honest kid.The student couple advocates freedom, but the problem is that the freedom they love is based on causing trouble to others.

For example, they like to hang out with friends in the living room, drink and smoke, making it a mess but not cleaning it up, leaving the hall like a garbage dump.

The original owner reported it to the landlord, who actually talked to the student couple. Unfortunately, they agreed on the surface, but in fact they still went their own way.

Anyway, it was an unpleasant incident. The moment he got the check, Leo thought of several things that required money, one of which was to move out of here.

Open the door.

The sour smell mixed with tobacco and alcohol hit my face.The smell reminded Leo of some bad memories from his childhood.

With a sullen face, he opened all the windows and ventilation fans.

Then go take a bath with your yukata on.

Fifteen minutes later, Leo was lying on the bed, thinking about recent events.

Time travel, system, Marvel, Stark, Pepper...

If I hadn’t experienced it myself, I would probably not even believe it.

Gradually, Leo fell into sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but the loud music woke Leo up.He picked up his phone and looked at it: 10:30 - This is when the student couple in the next room usually wake up, and then start their day of staying up day and night.

——A student with such a routine?

Oh, artistic creation...that's fine.

The original owner was kind-hearted and thought that if the police were called, the couple's college career might be over, so they endured it.

A good horse is ridden by a man, and a good man is bullied by a horse.

The original owner's tolerance only got worse.

The big guy at the beginning, to psychedelic mushrooms, to ice DU... In a sense, the tolerance of the original owner made the other party become more and more unscrupulous, and eventually fell deeper and deeper into the trap.

But can you blame the original owner?

As adults, don’t they know how toxic these things are to the mind and body?Besides, what does the original owner have to do with them?

"Alas, I am kinder than the original owner, and I helped them before the abyss of depravity."

Leo picked up his cell phone and prepared to call the police. After thinking about it, he decided to use a public phone.

——We are enthusiastic citizens who do good deeds without leaving their names behind.

Leo found an unread text message on his phone, which was sent by Nicole.

【How was your day? 】

Received time: 18:37.

[Just asking. 】

Received time: 19:42.

"Hey, little girl, you can't escape from my Wuzhishan." Leo showed a proud smile, looking like a fox who successfully stole a chicken.

This is the first time that Nicole has taken the initiative to send a message to Leo since they met.

李奥回：【抱歉，睡着了(?1?7?1?1w?1?1?1?7)】

Nicole was still reading late at night in the dormitory. Her phone vibrated and she quickly reached for it.Halfway through, Nicole felt something was wrong.

Do you care too much?Could it be that Leo was the reason for being absent-minded tonight?

Can't you?

It's not so much that I'm not sure, but I don't want to admit it.Not that Nicole had any dissatisfaction with Leo's skin color or career.It’s just that Leo’s image is far from what she imagined Prince Charming wanted to be.

The mismatch between fantasy and reality left Nicole at a loss.

Taking a deep breath, Nicole picked up her phone.

【抱歉，睡着了(?1?7?1?1w?1?1?1?7)】……卖萌的表情。

"Hmph, don't try to get away with being cute." Nicole thought to herself.

Nicole decided not to text back.

Well, at least come back after a while so that Leo doesn't think she cares.This little girl didn't know that when she had this thought, she no longer cared about it.

[By the way, I have a new job and will start working tomorrow. 】

After sending another text message, Leo got up to change clothes, then brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Toilet.

The female classmate of the student couple walked in as if there was no one around, squatted on the toilet and brushed, making the sound of gurgling water.

In the past, Leo would basically run away with his face flushed and his mouth full of toothpaste.

There was wanton laughter behind him.

Leo now?

He turned around and looked Gu Liang up and down, shaking his head in disgust.

Stale abalone doesn't taste like the sea.

After spitting out the mouthwash, Leo poured some water on his face, wiped it dry and left the bathroom, calmly walked through the crowd and left the apartment.

"Is that Leo? Is that Leo?"

"It's Leo."

"Why do you feel so much changed?"

"I hurt my head a few days ago."

"Oh, no wonder."

"..."

Public telephone booths, almost a sight and antique in other countries around the world, still stand firm on the streets of America and have made indelible contributions to the safe communication of criminals.

Leo called the police.

do as promised.

Repair shop.

"Jeff, is my car fixed?"

Leo squatted in front of a car and patted the front grille.

The black guy lying on the wheelbarrow slid out from under the car, "Hey, don't use Jeff's car repair skills, okay man?"

He stretched out his hand, wanting to give Leo a high-five, but he stretched his hand into the air and then retracted it.

"Sorry. I forgot, dirty."

He was wearing labor protection gloves, which were covered in black oil.

Leo nonchalantly took the initiative to high-five him.

I really don't care.

Jeff was happy that Leo took the initiative to give him a high five.Although he, like many black brothers, likes to breathe loudly to attract others' attention, he is essentially an unsociable car repair and modification expert.Such geniuses are often both slow and sensitive. Money can make you their boss, but it cannot make you their friend.

Fortunately, Leo has experienced three driving experts, and their understanding of vehicles is comprehensive.So Leo and Jeff chatted easily, and finally Jeff jumped in and helped Leo change the navigation.

After chatting with Jeff for 15 minutes, Leo drove to Macy's Department Store in Herald Square to buy a driver's outfit: a suit shirt, tie, white gloves and leather shoes.

It didn't cost much.

……

……

Happy leads Leo into Pepper's office.

"Wow!" Leo exclaimed inwardly.

This office is also a bit too big and luxurious.

Personal assistant office?

No wonder no one thinks Stark and Pepper are just a working relationship and friends.

"Ms. Potts." Leo nodded, the way most employees would treat their boss.

At least respect.

Leo is not the kind of person who is arrogant about taking other people's money.

"Leo." Pepper stood up and said with a smile, "Be casual, there are not so many rules here."

"Coffee, or tea?" Pepper asked.

"Tea."

"You look good."

"Mainly, I slept well last night and finally got rid of a bunch of noisy bugs."

Pepper, who had slept little and had nightmares, was a little worried, so she asked Happy to take Leo through the onboarding process.Leo has the memory of the original owner, so this is not difficult for him, as long as he fills it in truthfully.

Then Hap brought Leo to Stark's private garage.

The car is a bus purchased in the name of the company.Stark never uses it, and the car inside is equivalent to a disguised benefit from Stark to Pepper.But neither did Pepper.

The result was two luxury cars sitting in the garage gathering dust.

A modified Rolls-Royce Cullinan bulletproof car.

Multi-layer bulletproof glass, reinforced hinges, retuned suspension system, modified brakes, and bulletproof tires.

And strengthen vehicle batteries, electronic systems, emergency lights, fire extinguishing devices, alarms, intercoms, etc.

The modified Cullinan not only provides all-round protection, but also retains luxurious materials and cool functions.The final price is about 150 million U.S. dollars, which is more than four times the entry price of the original Cullinan.

An extended version of the Maybach has also undergone similar modifications.

Of course you can’t look at a car without test driving it.

Happy sat in the passenger seat and watched Leo start Cullinan and open and debug various electronic systems in the car.This made Happy very surprised. According to the information he knew, Leo had an ordinary family and ordinary resume, and it was unlikely that he would be exposed to a luxury car of the Cullinan level.Leo's familiar operation had to make Happy doubt the comprehensiveness of the information he had.

"Are you ready?" Leo suddenly asked.

"what to prepare?"

"Take off!" Leo said.

An ominous premonition... Happy hurriedly buckled his seat belt and sat up straight.

改装的库里南用的仍旧是V12双涡轮增压6.75L发动机，高达570马力的功率和850Nm峰值扭矩使得这辆加装2顿多装甲的SUV的百公里加速能力保持在5秒多。

This is an armored beast wrapped in a noble and elegant exterior.

However, Cullinan started smoothly, drove smoothly out of the parking lot, and drove around Stark Tower twice.

Happy is Stark's personal bodyguard and driver, and he has good driving skills - at least that's what he thinks.Until I sat in the passenger seat and felt the car driven by Leo.

Leo was like a prophet, knowing the actions of the cars in front and those behind him.Whether it was a sudden change of direction without turning on the turn signal, sudden braking, random overtaking, etc., it seemed to have no effect on Leo at all.The car always maintains a constant speed.

By the way, I never encountered a red light situation!

This!

luck?

Or has Leo completely mastered the traffic light rules?

Leo seemed to understand what Happy was thinking, and smiled: "I'm familiar with this area!"

After a pause, Leo continued: "Mr. Hogan..."

"Call me Happy."

"Okay, Happy." Leo said obediently, "Mr. Happy, no, Happy... you may have seen the video of me driving yesterday, so you may have misunderstood my driving style. If it's not an emergency, who likes Use a broken taxi as a plane. I personally think that if you want to experience speed and passion, you can go to the track. Drag racing in the city is irresponsible for your own life and the lives of others."

Happy was not bored when he accompanied Leo to test the car.He did worry that Leo's driving style was too rough.Happy was not embarrassed when his mind was read again. It was his duty to ensure Pepper's safety.

Happy looked at Leo sincerely and held out his hand.

"welcome!"

"Thank you."

What Happy thought was that someone must check Leo's background carefully. This person is definitely not as ordinary as the information.

Pepper rarely needed the car, so Leo's job was easy.It just gave Leo a deeper understanding of the world and...picking up girls.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, no assassination, no kidnapping.

The years are quiet.

After sending Pepper back to his residence, Leo returned to the dormitory - for the convenience of work, he moved downstairs to Pepper's apartment and lived in the apartment next to the bodyguard.

It was already early in the morning, and he was planning to take a shower and go to bed, but Leo suddenly paused.

The system, which had been silent for a long time, popped up a text prompt:

[Remote order from Matt Murdock. 】

【Do you accept the order? 】

Matt Murdock…Daredevil?

Leo suddenly remembered.

Then...what happened to the remote order in the same region?

At this time, a map of Manhattan appeared in Leo's mind.There are two green dots and one red dot on the map. One green dot is the community where Leo is currently located, and the other green dot is where Matt is currently located?

So the red dot is the destination?

"Take the order," Leo said.

system hint:

[Order is being generated... The order is generated successfully.

Passenger: Mark Murdoch

Departure point: Back alley of 49rd Road Bar on [-]th Street in Hell’s Kitchen

Destination: 39nd Floor, Corner Apartments, 2th Street, Hell's Kitchen

Time limit: 60 minutes

Reward: Randomly select an ability or item from the passenger]

……

……

Both in Manhattan, some say the Upper East Side and Hell's Kitchen are like two sides of the same coin.

A side of heaven.

One side of hell.

Leo begged to disagree.In his opinion, digging up the surface of the flowers on the Upper East Side is also full of bones underneath.While Hell's Kitchen kills with knives and guns, the Upper East Side's weapons are power, law, media, and public opinion—just covered in a veneer of legality.

After entering Hell's Kitchen, the light suddenly dimmed, and there was water vapor floating in the air. It had a wet and greasy feeling during the rainy season, which made people very uncomfortable.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Leo felt as if someone in the dark alley was peering out at every passing car and pedestrian, like a predator picking out its prey.

Leo parked the car outside the alley, holding a flashlight in his left hand and a pistol in his right.

Soon, Leo saw a man sitting on the ground next to the trash can, leaning against the wall.

The nose was bruised, the face was swollen, and the corners of the mouth were bleeding.

It looked like he had a serious fight with someone.

Given that the real-life characters don't look exactly like the actors in movies or TV, Leo wasn't sure the person in front of him was Matt Murdock.

Intuition told Leo: This person is Matt Murdock, but he is just "familiar" to Leo

"Matt?"

Several calls went unanswered.

Pushing with his hand, Matt fell to the ground, shocking Leo.

"Is this a blackmail?" Leo sniffed Matt's breath.

Breathing slightly but steadily.

Not dead... just passed out.

Leo took his wallet and a bunch of keys out of Matt's pocket.

In the wallet was a Social Security card belonging to none other than Matt Murdock.

America's social security number or driver's license is generally used as an ID card in daily life.

Matt is blind, so of course he doesn’t have a driver’s license.

Leo took a deep breath and hugged... Okay, Matt is 1 meters tall and weighs about 83 kilograms. With Leo's current physical fitness, it's hard to hug him.

Leo could only hold Matt under his arms and drag him backwards. Fortunately, he was only seven or eight meters away from the taxi.

When Matt was dragged out of the alley, there happened to be four or five young men walking out of the bar, chatting and laughing.

Leo turned his head and met their eyes.

Leo saw panic and fear in their eyes.

Shouldn't I be the panicked one, Leo thought to himself.After all, dragging an unconscious person in the middle of the night is super suspicious.Then I thought about it, this was Hell's Kitchen, and witnesses were often dealt with along the way.

In the eyes of these young people, Leo was either a murderer or a scavenger responsible for cleaning up the scene and corpses.

Leo rolled his eyes, put down Matt, and said slowly:

"Don't worry, he's not dead yet. He can't die until he spits out all my money."

"Do me a favor and lift him into the back seat."

Leo looked at the young people in front of him with a smile.

The young people looked at each other.

Not moving.

Leo looked sharply and continued: "I'm not asking, but ordering. You have 5 seconds to move."

The young people blinked and suddenly scrambled to grab Matt who was lying on the ground and lift him up.

He scrambled into the back seat.

Leo took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled.

White smoke curled up.

Unique style.

"Remember, for tonight, you have no eyes or mouth, otherwise..."

Leo chuckled.The laughter was creepy.

"Of course, sir." The bolder among the young people said hastily.

Leo threw away the remaining half pack of cigarettes, "Reward for keeping silent, or funeral expenses for informers."

The headlights fade away.

The young people only thought that what they experienced at night was a bit dreamy.

"Guess who he is?"

"Go beat me up."

"With that aura, I think he's not an ordinary thug, but maybe a killer."

"Well..." someone said cowardly: "Is it possible that he is just an ordinary taxi driver?"

"Get out!" xN.