Chapter 233

However, Su Ming finally resisted the impulse to cut off Wade's vocal cords, and the clamor of the symbiont was pressed back.

Although the Chamberlain talked a lot, he also revealed a lot of information, which is useful.

First of all, he came from the future. It should be that his belt is blowing again. It sounds like he will intersect with him in the normal flow of time in the future.

Then, he knew that he was his cousin, and he had a conversation with the "nonexistent" audience, which showed that he had the possibility of climbing over the fourth wall, but he might have been ill again.

In the end, he was fully equipped and armed, and was ready-made combat effectiveness.

"Strange, my mobile phone has no signal. I remember my Telecom supplier promised to use it abroad?" The valet scratched his head across the hood, holding a tablet phone in his hand, and kept fiddling with: "Slade, can I use your cell phone? I want to log on to the homepage of the death service club. My cousin came from another universe and killed Dr. strange as the supreme mage. I can prepare a prone body. "

Su Ming looked at him indifferently and breathed slowly: "it's 1942 now."

"What kind of pizza do you like? Bacon or cheese? "I love..." the valet was still chattering, but suddenly it seemed to be stuck, and the eyes on the mask turned into big white pieces: "wait, 1942?"

"Yes, 1942."

"Er, 1942 in the history of the earth?"

"Well, historically."

"Shepard!"

The valet slapped the black and red button on his belt and tried to restart it. However, the button emitted a strong current and then black smoke came out.

The leakage of electricity made the death attendant emit smoke all over his body. He danced like a wind, soft to the ground.

This is what happens to hammering precision instruments, and no one here can repair them.

This is embarrassing.

The black smoke spilled over the edge of the dripping umbrella and was blown away by the strong wind. The whole street seemed to fall into silence.

"My God, I have destroyed the hope of the universe! I am a sinner

Wade rolled over, knelt down in the water, raised his hands high, looked up to the sky, as if waiting for God to punish him.

Around the wind and rain, he shook his head in despair, everything seemed so desolate, a few people as if attending a funeral, there are also sad music in the ear.

"Wait a minute. Will you turn off the music player first?" Su Ming pulled him up from the ground and looked at him numbly: "which mercenary went out to take a music player?"

"I just want to be a little bit more responsive. You know, the atmosphere is sometimes very important. Can you feel the remorse and despair I showed just now?" Explained the valet, shaking his head.

"No

Under Su Ming's murderous eyes, the valet still turned off the music player in his pocket. It was the MP3 he had bought from the thrift store on the street. He had someone refit the powerful external amplifier and battery, and illegally downloaded some pirated songs, all of which were classic tracks recommended by starlord.

"It's too bad. I arrived in London in 1942..." the valet kneaded his chin and squatted on the ground. However, when Su Ming thought he wanted to think seriously, his crazy brain ran away: "there is no color TV in this era, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me what's going on there? Why the belt of time and space? Don't say you're bored. " Su Ming didn't want to take over, so he directly gave him a throat locking technique from behind. The guy's brain was really sick: "otherwise, I'll crush your larynx, and I'll crush it after you're healed. I'll keep repeating it..."

this time, I'm helpless to be a valet. What do you think of my trachea? Plastic bubble cloth? Decompression artifact?

"I'm looking for mieba... Cough, looking for mieba."

The lips of the red and black mask protruded, and it seemed that his tongue was sticking out.

Su Ming relaxed a little, but the dead servant's strength could not fight against the symbiont: "what are you looking for mieba? Wait... Are you married? "

"Oh, not yet. Vanessa has been mysterious recently. I've seen less of her. You said..."

I know that the Chamberlain is not jealous of killing tyrants because of death, but also has obtained the time-space transfer device from the cable.

Su Ming probably knew when the death guard came. As for the nonsense behind him, he didn't listen to it.

"Go on talking about killing tyrants."

"Er, I have difficulty breathing... In a word, mieba killed my good friend. I'll settle with him." The valet gasped, wriggling his fingers around his neck for a breathing space.

Su Ming nods and releases him. In fact, the so-called good friends are just a few people, and with the emergence of exterminating tyrants, they are probably infinite wars, similar to the movie version.

"So you use the belt to find him, but the bullet girl's skill seems to be a little bad, and you are thrown into this era.""It seems that... Well, although the belt often goes wrong, it is still easy to use at critical moments. I didn't expect this trouble."

Holloway in the distance listened with great interest. He knew a lot about the future from the Double Lance man. Now there was a man coming from the future. His eyes fell on the cell phone in the dead man's hand, interested in the small device.

However, monak is a little wary. After all, space travelers, like the evil gods of different dimensions, pose a great threat to the world. He is secretly giving Gu a dozen reports with magic.

Su Ming patted the valet on the shoulder and let him catch his breath. He looked at the street in the distance.

"Come on, come with me. Since you're here, help me."

"But I want to get Dr. PIM to fix my belt." The Chamberlain cocked his head and scratched his chin. The uniform was of poor quality and made him itchy all over after being soaked in water.

"I'll pay you a commission. A good car in this era is only $500." Su Ming takes out a pile of US dollars from his backpack and throws it to him. It looks like ten or twenty thousand dollars. It's a down payment.

The bodyguard immediately became serious, lifted up a corner of the mask, dipped his saliva and began to count the money: "go ahead, who do you want me to chop? Although we are all mercenaries, we are also relatives. It's embarrassing to talk about money. "

Su Ming knew it would be like this. The Chamberlain could make money and spend money quickly. He could spend millions of dollars in a night club. He didn't know what to play with.

Those guys in the Galactic guard often kill him. Once he returned to the earth, he was just like a parasite and asked others to take him out. On the pretext that he did not understand modern society, he needed a guide.

So a group of people will go out to eat and drink, but they do not have the earth currency, and finally the people on Earth pay.

Tony is the one who suffers most frequently because he has money and doesn't care about money, followed by death guards, because they have the same taste.

"There's no rush to fix the belt?"

"It's OK. I think Peter can wait a little longer. He's dead anyway, isn't he? The exterminator is there. It's the same if you look back. "

"OK, by the way, you come from the future, do you know where namo is now?"

"Well, namo, the fish that hates humans? That smell all over the body? You didn't tell me about World War II before. What did you do

Well, it's the past for the death attendant, but it's the future for Su Ming. Who knows what he's done...

"he's missing. We're looking for him now."

"What do you want him to do? That guy's mouth is as smelly as a school toilet that never washes. He smells like a villain's sharp ears. The most important thing is that he has no money and I don't like him. "

Su Ming actually doesn't like namo, but the reality is that it's impossible for everything to go well.

"That's right. If you don't want the streets to be full of people like namo, you have to help me."

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