In Marvel: Too Many S-Class Talents to Use

The driver's fat body spun around close to the ground for more than ten meters before crashing into a big tree across the road. His pants were torn, revealing his fluffy white thighs.

"this……?"

Su Ming looked at his legs in disbelief. He clearly didn't use much force, so how could it have such great power?

Is physical enhancement so abnormal?

With a hint of excitement in his eyes, he recalled the direction of the abandoned dock and broke into a run...

The whistling sound of the wind became louder and louder in his ears, and for the first time, Su Ming experienced the feeling of being free from physical restrictions.

In one word - I won’t get tired at all!

The swift figure quickly disappeared at the end of the road, and the excited calls under the night sky woke up the sleeping birds.

"Yahoo~"

……

Sunset Fence Bar.

The Hydra agents were on their feet when the door landed, cocking their guns and staring at the door.

If anyone dares to act wildly here, they will pull the trigger without hesitation and shoot the other person into a sieve - they swear!

Scorpion Balin recognized Su Ming's voice, and the vigilance on his face turned into disdain.

He gave the people around him a look as if he was ready to shoot, and said loudly:

"Long live Hydra!

Ming~ My brother, is the mission accomplished?!

Come on, let's have a drink."

But I was wondering, I had arranged for someone to deal with him, but this guy didn't die?

The information about the vibranium transaction has been obtained from other channels, and Su Ming is no longer a useful chess piece.

Waste of my efforts...

What about the bounty hunters? These idiots who claim to be trustworthy take the money but don't do anything! Damn it.

Su Ming heard Balin's enthusiastic greeting, but did not comment. He walked slowly into the bar and held up the thing that Balin had handed to him personally - an envelope.

"Dear Mr. Balin, I'm very curious, what could have caused a low-level agent like me to be hunted by both the organization and bounty hunters?"

As the envelope was slowly torn open, Su Ming's mind flashed back to two days ago when Balin patted his shoulder and warned him: Don't open the envelope.

Balin's face looked a little ugly. Su Ming's behavior was tantamount to slapping him in the face in public.

But the contents of the envelope cannot be revealed to others now. There are too many people watching him, and this will help them.

"Ming~ my brother, listen to me, your mission does not allow you to open it. To do so would be betrayal."

Seeing Su Ming's hand about to pull out the letter, Balin tried to dissuade him.

At the same time, the pistol under the table was slowly loaded.

With a casual smile, Su Ming looked at the agents in the room - they were all second-level agents whose status was second only to Bahrain.

He raised the letter paper in his hand:

"Gentlemen, are you curious about what's written inside?"

Although there was no response, the flickering eyes revealed the agents' thoughts.

"Okay! Now let me..."

"Oh!"

Su Ming was halfway through his words when gunshots suddenly rang out.

Chapter 4 New Careers

After the gunshots, the bar fell into silence.

Everyone was staring blankly at a blood hole the size of a ping-pong ball on Su Ming's chest that healed rapidly until it disappeared, leaving only a hole in his clothes.

“What the f…”

Although the smell of gunpowder overwhelmed the cigar, it did not dispel the shadow in Bahrain's heart.

I opened my mouth unconsciously.

He thought that the large-caliber pistol in his hand would blow Su Ming away or even directly explode his chest.

But I never thought that such an incredible situation would happen.

All the agents in the bar were shocked beyond words by the scene before them.

They had seen countless scenes of bullets passing through human bodies - bloody, cruel but routine.

The scene in front of me, which seems like something out of a science fiction movie, just doesn't make any sense!

Su Ming looked at Balin reproachfully, very dissatisfied with his impatience. He unfolded the letter as if he was not the one who had just been shot.

There was only one sentence on the letter:

"Kill the yellow monkey delivering the letter in front of you!"

After reading the contents of the letter, Su Ming asked curiously:

"Mr. Balin, if you want to kill me, why don't you just do it yourself?"

The scorpion Balin finally exposed his stinger in anger, fired his gun and roared:

"What are you all standing there for? Kill him!"

The roar of bullets leaving gun barrels instantly filled the small bar.

The wall where the gate was located was instantly turned into a uniform sieve.

Seeing that the tense and exciting confrontation session had arrived, Su Ming licked his lips excitedly.

Running for more than ten kilometers was just a warm-up for him. He lowered his body and disappeared in an instant, turning into the god of death in the dark night.

Every pause of a figure flashing in the crowd takes away a life.

What kind of power will a fully enhanced body + self-healing that ignores bullets + mastery of Jeet Kune Do bring?

The answer is obvious.

In the blink of an eye, a group of agents were lying on the ground in various shapes.

In mild cases, the nose is facing the buttocks;

In serious cases, the nose is facing the butt, and there are a hundred or eighty bullet holes.

After dealing with all the agents, Su Ming looked at Bahrain again. The poisonous scorpion had lost the aura of a superior and collapsed to the ground.

His legs instinctively pushed against the ground, trying to retreat, even though his back was already pressed tightly against the bar.

Several gunshot wounds on his body were caused by stray bullets, and he was bleeding profusely.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Balin, there's something I forgot to tell you—"

Su Ming squatted in front of Balin with a relaxed expression, picked up his tie and wiped the blood splattered on his hands.

“You’re fired.”

……

It has been many years since old Balin was as happy as he is today.

Because he got information about the vibranium transaction from the local bosses in Hell's Kitchen.

The higher-ups in the organization have assured him that if he can find the source of vibranium, his agent level will be further improved and he will be promoted to a higher level in no time.

"I knew it~!"

The organization will never miss any opportunity to seize vibranium.

So when he first heard the news about vibranium from Hell's Kitchen, he spent two nights thinking with his not-so-bright bald head before coming up with a plan.

It's about finding some unlucky guy who gets into the heart of Hell's Kitchen first—no matter what he does.

At the same time, he spread the news that a traitor who had information about vibranium appeared in the Hydra organization.

In this way, he can blatantly send his forces into the core area of ​​Hell's Kitchen, and Kingpin's vibranium transaction will inevitably be affected.

Muddy the water first, then fish in troubled waters!

This is the most common method used by Hydra to infiltrate all sectors of society.

Unexpectedly, the Kingpin organization is not a monolithic entity.

Just as his plan was being implemented, those greedy guys under Jin Bing came to him and shouted:

"Fresh vibranium information, reasonable price~"

In the end, the intelligence was easily obtained with a mere $50, and Su Ming naturally became a useless chess piece.

But he didn't expect that just when he was feeling proud of this matter, this damn Su Ming turned into a devil and came back to ruin things.

The worst part is, this guy killed almost half of his own core staff just to fire me?

Just quit?

Big Brother! Hydra isn't a legitimate company. Is it really necessary to make such a big deal about something as trivial as resigning?

is it necessary?

Even though I sent people to kill you, aren't you fine?

Isn't it enough for me to apologize?

Bahrain is on the verge of collapse...

"Ming~ my brother, let's talk it over! Resigning, huh? As you wish, let me go..."

Looking at Balin, whose face was full of desire to survive, Su Ming thought that the cruel and ruthless scorpion in his impression was more suitable for this fat face.

As if remembering something, he looked at Bahrain expectantly:

"Mr. Barin, since you agree to my resignation, can we now discuss compensation?"

Both the mission and the pursuit were orchestrated by Balin. Su Ming believed he deserved compensation, and this wasn't extortion...

blackmail!

Blatant blackmail!

Poor old Balin looked at his right leg which was gradually losing sensation and complained bitterly in his heart.

His hands were very attentive, he picked up the phone and started operating it:

"Ming~ My brother, your request is very reasonable. I plan to give you $50 as severance pay...

The premise is - send me to the hospital immediately!"

Su Ming didn't react at all.

“100 million!!”

Seeing that Su Ming didn't say anything, Balin gritted his teeth and doubled the price.

At this moment, Su Ming was calculating in his mind how long it would take him to earn $50 by delivering food.

The answer is - you can’t earn it in your lifetime!

There's no way, I just traveled through time, and my mind hasn't adjusted yet...

Just as Su Ming was still immersed in the shock of the $50, Bahrain called out a new number:

“$200 million!!!

Ming~ My brother, this is all the liquid funds I have. If you don’t send me to the hospital, I will die! For God’s sake!

"How much? 200 million?!"

Su Ming's eyes lit up when he realized what was happening, but the impression of Scorpion Bahrain's cunning style reminded him not to trust him easily, unless the money was transferred immediately!

"make a deal!"

Su Ming agreed with a smile.