American Comics Agency: Opening Pets Tom and Jerry

"Sir, are we just going to keep watching like this?"

In Hell's Kitchen, in a convenience store directly across from the Marvel office, a handsome young man spoke irritably.

"Grant Ward, remember your identity. I think someone must have taught you when you were in academy that patience is an indispensable part of an agent. Look at how impatient you are now. I can't tell that you are an excellent student." Coulson said seriously.

"I'm sorry, sir. I was wrong."

"Remember, as an agent, patience is very important. This is your first mission after graduating from the academy. I don't ask you to do it very well, but at least don't make any mistakes. Do you understand?"

"Understood, sir."

"I understand. Just deliver the goods to this address." Coulson handed a paper bag and a note to the handsome young man. The handsome young man picked up the note reluctantly, looked at the address on it, memorized the address, and left the convenience store holding the paper bag.

But as soon as he walked out of the convenience store, he found that he seemed to be stared at, which made the handsome guy couldn't help but smile: "Finally, I have something to do. I can relax a little bit."

The people following him waited until he delivered the paper bag to the designated location. After receiving the money, they came out and blocked the handsome guy in the alley.

"Kid, if you don't want to have more holes in your body, just hand over the money you have to me." A gangster said arrogantly while holding a pistol.

"What if I don't give it to you?" the handsome guy asked with a wicked smile.

"Really not giving it?"

"No."

"Then don't blame me, damn it!" The gangster was about to shoot, but the handsome guy was faster and stepped in front of the gangster. The gangster was obviously scared and his body trembled.

Then the handsome guy grabbed the pistol and placed his index finger behind the trigger, preventing the gangster from pulling the trigger. He then elbowed the gangster to the ground and successfully snatched the pistol.

Seeing the handsome guy pointing the gun at them, the group of thugs raised their hands to show surrender. However, they were confused by what the handsome guy did next. He disassembled the gun in his hand into pieces, then hooked his finger at everyone provocatively. Immediately, the group of thugs became furious and rushed towards the handsome guy, shouting.

The result was predictable, but there were five of them after all, so the handsome guy still managed to defeat the five thugs at the cost of minor injuries.

"Phew~ It feels good. Welcome to come again next time."

By now, the five thugs finally understood that the handsome guy was taking his anger out on them, but since they were weak, they could only swallow the beating.

Seeing that the handsome guy was about to leave, the leader of the five thugs shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Why, you haven't been beaten enough, you still want me to beat you again?"

"No, handsome guy, you look like you want a place to vent. I do know an underground black boxing ring, but it needs someone to lead it. I can take you there, but I need to take 30% of your appearance fee. Do you think you are willing to go?"

"Underground black boxing? Interesting. Come to the convenience store tonight at 8 o'clock to find me."

After saying that, the handsome guy left, and the gang leader waved his arms excitedly, but accidentally pulled the wound, so he quickly stopped.

"Boss, are we really going to take him to the underground black boxing ring?"

"Of course, you have seen his ability. If we can bring him over, and even have him play a few games, the money we earn can even exceed what we earned in the previous year. Anyway, we don't have to play, so what's there to be afraid of!"

"Boss, you're right, but can you help us up? It hurts so much, I can't even stand up."

"You useless guys, get up quickly."

The five thugs supported each other and left, but before leaving they picked up all the parts of the pistol.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the gangsters are doing a no-cost business every day, but in fact they don't make much money every day. Add to that the protection fees they have to pay to the local police and the share of the local gangs, and they get even less, so they are so frugal.

The handsome guy who returned to the convenience store was stopped by Coulson, who looked him up and down and asked, "Did you get beaten up?"

"That's about it. I was robbed and had a fight with them."

"Remember we are lurking. Don't be too ostentatious. Don't use fists to solve problems that can be solved with money."

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, go take a shower and change your clothes."

The handsome guy nodded and left, but Coulson looked at his back meaningfully, then sighed helplessly and shook his head.

In the blink of an eye, night fell. At eight o'clock in the evening, the handsome young man closed and locked the door of the convenience store on time, and then the five thugs appeared.

"Brother, here we come."

"Come on, let's go, show me your underground black boxing ring."

"Let's go, brother."

Led by five thugs, they came to a baseball field. Of course, this was just the appearance. They passed through several secret doors. When the last door was opened, the noisy sound made the six people stop subconsciously and frown.

"Brother, you just need to get used to it. Do you want to participate directly or wait and see?"

"Let's take a look first."

Then they came to a relatively empty stand and looked down. They saw two strong men beating each other crazily in the octagonal cage. Their faces were already covered in blood.

At this time, the gang leader on the side said: "These are all fake. The boss of the black boxing ring specially prepared them in order to attract customers who are looking for excitement. Of course, they are real fights, but no one will die. It just looks scary, but the injuries are superficial. They are all professionals."

"No life-and-death battle?"

"Yes, but it has to be after midnight. Now, it is not a life-and-death battle, and there must be no death. If one side accidentally kills the opponent, then they will not get a penny, and will be blacklisted."

"Interesting, please sign me up." The handsome guy said, stretching his neck.

"Are you really going to go? Don't you want to see their strength again?"

"Need not."

"OK then."

The gang leader found the person in charge here and signed up the handsome guy. After a while, the gang leader came back.

"I've registered you. It will be your turn soon. Someone will guide you. If you don't want to show your face, you can tell them and they will provide a mask."

The handsome young man nodded and continued to look at the ring below. At this time, both of them were almost exhausted, and their fists were limp. Amid the cheers and curses of the crowd, one of them fell to the ground, while the other raised his hands high and enjoyed the cheers of the crowd. Then medical staff came in and took the two away.

"Brother, it's time to enter. Follow that person." The gang leader pointed at the waving bunny girl and said.

The handsome guy nodded and followed the bunny girl away, but he didn't notice that Coulson appeared in the stands.