Marvel World Mixed Life

Traffic in Manhattan is a real problem, especially now during rush hour.

A large number of private cars, crazy yellow taxis, crowded pedestrians, bicycles running around, honking horns one after another, and various loud and indistinguishable advertisements on large screens... For those who have just arrived in New York, it is simply like Hell is generally unbearable.

But this is not a problem at all for Li Mo, a veteran driver who has experienced the baptism of Chinese traffic in his previous life!

Flexibly cut through the queue, frantically slapped the horn in a traffic jam, carefully avoided the traffic police and the camera... A black taxi driver who was furious poked his head out and shouted angrily: "You are crazy huh! Yellow-skinned pig!"

Li Mo poked his head out, let go of the steering wheel, and showed his middle fingers with both hands at the same time: "Eat shit! Nigger! Son of a bitch!"

The black taxi driver went crazy, ignored the constant complaints and threats from the passengers in the back seat, and frantically wanted to catch up with Li Mo, but lost after only a few intersections...

After more than 40 minutes, Li Mo came to Chinatown. Looking at the Chinese billboards, the black eyes and yellow skin can be seen everywhere, as if in a trance, I am in the country again.

But after all not! The Chinese here generally speak Cantonese and Chaoshan dialect, and Mandarin is also a bit strange. It is not far from the city center, and tourists of all skin colors actually walk the most on the street!

Li Mo laughed at himself. In this place with the most Chinese people, his sense of alienation and loneliness became stronger...

Walking into an antique-looking Cantonese-style tea house, I ordered a pot of Tieguanyin, and ordered a portion of shrimp dumplings, siu mai, and char siew buns. Spreading out a local Chinese newspaper, Li Mo enjoyed it leisurely...

After eating the last bite of shrimp dumplings, Li Mo stopped the waiter, "Hello, I would like to ask where I can buy domestic seasonings and daily necessities?"

The mandarin of this guy is not standard, and Li Mo can't understand it after listening for a long time. The buddy was a little anxious, and a series of Chaoshan dialects popped up, making Li Mo even more confused!

At this time, an old voice from the back seat sounded, although it was a little weird, but I could barely understand it, "Wang's grocery store 50 meters ahead is quite complete!"

Li Mo looked back, she was an old Chinese lady, although she was old and thin, her face was covered with wrinkles and age spots, but she had an extraordinary bearing. It looks familiar, where have you seen it?

After Li Mo thanked her, the old lady smiled slightly, "The young man speaks Mandarin well, and he just came from China?"

"No, I'm a second-generation immigrant. You look good in old age! Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Li Mo, and I haven't asked your last name yet!"

The old lady stood up slowly, leaning on her crutches and said, "My surname is Gao, you can call me Mrs. Gao! I'm leaving, see you by fate!"

Mrs. Gao hunched her back and walked slowly with hunched legs. Two strong men in black suits and sunglasses with serious faces stood up and followed behind the old lady's buttocks.

Li Mo took a deep breath, the identity of this old lady is not simple! Where did you see it?

Putting the question behind him, Li Mo then strolled to Wang's grocery store. It is said to be a grocery store, but it is actually divided into two floors, each with six to seven hundred square meters!

The store has a complete range of items, from daily necessities to various Chinese tableware, from various spices and seasonings to dried seafood from the north and the south! The store is crowded with people, besides the Chinese, there are also many blond foreigners...

The familiar smell hit his face, Li Mo took a breath excitedly, and started to sweep the goods frantically! A rice cooker and noodle maker are a must! Copper hot pot? This can have! Dried chili, Chinese prickly ash, aniseed, 13 incense, and sesame paste all come in one serving!

This is?

Marvel World actually has it!

The old godmother is mighty! ! !

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after an hour.

Looking at the second-hand pickup truck, which was full of goods in the truck and even the back seat, Li Mo was a little embarrassed.

The original plan was to buy a generator to charge the vines, but what did I do myself! He couldn't help blaming himself, Li Mo, Li Mo, this is the world of Marvel, the most important thing is to strengthen your strength and save your life, but you...

At this time, there was a grunt in his stomach, and Li Mo was stunned immediately. Damn it, the most important thing now is Uncle Yi... I'm hungry!

Li Mo walked anxiously into a Sichuan-style restaurant...

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Li's handicraft shop.

Little Lucas looked at the turnover of the morning, and the figure of 25 dollars hurt him deeply, and he couldn't help feeling frustrated and hopeless.

Damn $25! Why not $250, he who is familiar with Chinese culture would rather be $250!

If this continues, the store will not be far from closing! What should he do?

While he's well-informed and can greet and joke with everyone on the street, that's about it!

Everyone has their own circle, and Eugene only hired one Russian, even if that guy was always drinking and making mistakes! Fernandos' subordinates are all South Americans, even if they are all slackers! Papa Bruce is black, but he doesn't want anything to do with gangs!

On this street, no one is willing to give an uneducated black boy a decent job, only Li Mo!

He will never forget that day, when he was desperate enough to join the drug gang, the kind Li Mo gave him hope and light! Although the salary is not rich enough, it is still enough to buy medicines for the mother and maintain life.

Moreover, in order to maintain the operation of the small shop, the boss would rather go out to deliver food at night than ever default on his salary!

He remembered all this deeply in his heart! He tried his best to do all his work well, and even became a China hand through self-study!

He didn't want to lose his job, and he didn't want Li Mo to go bankrupt! what to do? Young little Lucas is already freaking out!

The boss is a different person after returning from the hospital! Before, he was taciturn, a bit sullen but very kind, and worked hard to maintain the operation of the small shop.

And the current boss is a little naughty, a little bit poisonous, lazy, greedy and lustful! Always look like it doesn't matter!

It must have been smashed by Iron Man!

Damn Tony Stark!

Damn superheroes!

While little Lucas was thinking wildly, a black policeman came in from the door of the store, "Hi, I'm Police Officer Brett Mahoney, a murder happened nearby last night, did you hear anything?"

Little Lucas's head was confused, and he said a little irritably: "Mr. Police, this is Hell's Kitchen! People die every moment! Robbery, drug use, gang vendetta, I can give you a lot of examples! The problem is, It's none of my business!"

"Hey, please pay attention to your manner of speaking!" Brett looked at the irritable black boy in front of him, a wave of suspicion welled up in his heart, "Please follow me to the police station to assist in the investigation!"

"Hey, Mr. Police!" Li Mo, who just entered the door and found something wrong, walked over immediately, "I am the owner of this store, and I can use my reputation to guarantee that my employee is a good boy! He is only in a bad mood because of his mother's illness. It's not good!"

Brett looked at the fat Chinese man in front of him, and felt relaxed. Before coming here, he had already done a simple investigation. This Chinese shopkeeper named Li Mo is a rare good citizen nearby, and the police station's files are very clean!

"Okay, Mr. Li, did you hear anything last night?" Brett took out his notebook and pen and asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm too tired to do business, and the law and order nearby is not very good at night, so I went to bed early and didn't hear anything!" Li Mo said, spreading his hands.

"Okay." Brett was a little helpless, almost all the merchants he visited had the same rhetoric. He took out a business card and handed it to Li Mo, "If you have any news, please let me know. My name is Brett Mahoney, and I am a police officer who has just been transferred!"

Looking at the police officers leaving, Li Mo shook his head, while little Lucas spat contemptuously, "Another rookie who came to die!"

Li Mo patted little Lucas on the head, "What nonsense! Do we always have a little hope for the light, although we don't know when he will be assimilated into a black policeman! I said... the weather is so good, Why are you so angry?"

Little Lucas couldn't help complaining: "Boss, have you stopped doing business! You didn't come back until now! The turnover in the morning is 25 dollars!... 25 dollars!"

Li Mo laughed, "$25? Not bad, better than yesterday! Don't worry about it, come and help me move things!"

Little Lucas followed Li Mo to the pickup truck, looking at all kinds of kitchen utensils and seasonings, his eyes began to light up, "Boss, you finally figured it out! What should I name the Chinese restaurant? Let me think about it... ... How about Li's top Chinese cuisine? ... Wait, I thought of another one!"

Li Mo looked at little Lucas strangely, "Who said I'm going to open a Chinese restaurant?"

"Then there are so many things?" Little Lucas was a little dazed.

"Of course it's what I usually eat!"

"You...you glutton!"

Although he was about to cry, little Lucas helped Li Mo carry all the things up to the second floor, one by one in order.

Little Lucas wiped the sweat from his head, looked at Li Mo who was in a happy mood and whistling, and tried to persuade him in a gentle tone: "Boss, our business is not very good, and you are squandering casually. If you do business like this, you will go bankrupt!"

Li Mo waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, your boss... hehe... I got a compensation from the Stark Group, enough to last for a while!"

"But business has to be done!" Little Lucas became angry again, and suddenly put on a frightened expression, "Don't tell me you're not going to do it anymore?!"

Li Mo looked at the worried little Lucas, and stopped teasing the young black guy, "Don't worry! My store will continue to open, and the business will get better and better! I have decided that starting this month, your salary 50% increase!"

Little Lucas, who got the promise, finally felt relieved, the boss seemed to be much smarter, maybe he has his own way!

However, Li Mo's next sentence made little Lucas panic, and the excitement about the salary increase was wiped out.

"I heard that you have a cousin named Kurt Barrett? He seems to be a black market arms dealer? I want to buy something from him!"