Marvel’s Big Villain

Chapter 18: Recruiting the Evil Ones (Part 1)

Jason has just been gold and offered a reward of 3 million US dollars, and now he is being offered a reward of 10 million US dollars by the Department of Justice.

Thirteen million US dollars is an astronomical sum, enough to make the brains of all the gangsters in New York congested, rushing desperately to take his head.

Jason felt a chill in his heart, thinking that he should be careful when going out in the future.

There are pros and cons to everything.

As the news that shocked the entire United States spread rapidly, more and more people knew about Jason's evil deeds, and many people felt fearful of him.

Jason's popularity began to grow.

【Ding! Reach 100 points of prestige, get a chance to recruit fellow party. 】

Jason was ecstatic.

With a reward of 13 million US dollars on his head, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot be defeated with two fists and four hands.

Open the system, and click Recruit Party.

【Ding! The villain's accomplice 'Franklin Clinton' has been activated, the character comes from "GTA5", please host to recruit by yourself. 】

In an instant, the memory hidden in the depths of Jason's mind began to emerge, but the time passed so long that the memory was a little fuzzy.

Just remember that "GTA5" is a popular game all over the world, and this Franklin Clinton is the protagonist in the game.

What is his special ability?

Jason couldn't remember.

But what made him even more troublesome was that New York was so big, where would he find Franklin? He couldn't put missing person notices all over the streets and alleys.

【Ding! Reminder: Franklin Clinton is an avid fan of the host and often posts related remarks on Facebook. 】

Hoho, this is not a reminder, it is simply an explicit indication.

Jason has a Facebook account, and he has quite a few fans.

Because he often posts photos of guns, beauties, luxury cars, mansions, etc. on Facebook.

No matter which world you are in, rich people can always attract a large number of fans on the Internet.

It's a pity that Jason is wanted across the United States now, and the government's Internet surveillance department must be watching his account all the time. As long as he dares to log in, the FBI will break in.

Jason opened Facebook, signed up for a new account, searched for the name Franklin Clinton, locked the gender as male, and locked the location in New York.

However, there are more than 500 men named Franklin Clinton in New York.

Jason had no choice but to click into their homepages one by one in a stupid way.

The system prompts that Franklin is his fanatic, so there must be information about him on the homepage.

After holding his mobile phone for more than three hours, Jason's neck was stiff, and he finally found a qualified user.

His profile picture is that of a young black man, with a plain and earthy appearance, and a three-millimeter inch haircut. One can tell from his sad face that he is a member of the bottom class of society.

When he clicked on his Facebook homepage, Jason was shocked. More than half of the content on it was related to him. He really deserves to be an avid fan.

[Single-handedly killed more than 20 mafia, is Jason God? 】

[CNN's douchebag media guy, the great Jason Walter is unbeatable. 】

[I even buy Karma! Jason single-handedly brought down the Russian Mafia! God, this is crazy! 】

Half an hour ago, Franklin released the latest news.

[A reward of 10 million US dollars is offered! Jason is so cool! One day he'll surpass Ben's and become the eternal nightmare of the shit government. 】

Jason's face became hot when he saw the long speeches in the second grade, and at the same time, he felt that it's good to be young.

Franklin publicly supported Jason's remarks, which attracted a large number of righteous people to crusade, and the swear words made him bloody.

However, he is not good at confrontation. He confronted those opponents one by one, and one person confronted hundreds of people and still did not lose the wind.

I have to admire, it really is a racial talent.

Jason sent him a private message: "Hi, I'm Jason Walter."

A minute later, Franklin replied: "Hey, I'm your dad."

Jason frowned. Are young people's mouths so poisonous now?

He continued: "I'm really Jason Walter, aren't you a fan of mine? I think we can meet."

Franklin replied in seconds: "Shit! Dozens of people send me private messages like this every day. If you are really Jason, take a selfie with your phone and send it."

Jason: "You also read the news just now. I am now being offered a reward of 10 million dollars by the Ministry of Justice. If I send the photo, I will be locked by the system immediately, and then...you understand."

"But if you don't post photos, why should I trust you?"

"We can meet offline, and then we will know whether it is true or not."

"Damned liar! You must be trying to lure me somewhere and let me go, don't you? Damn, this has happened many times."

Jason was very helpless, what happened to this unlucky kid.

"Don't worry, the meeting place is up to you to choose. Even if you choose the Starbucks downstairs, you won't have much to lose even if I let you go."

Franklin did not reply immediately, probably thinking about the feasibility of this approach.

Ten minutes later, he finally replied: "Nine o'clock tonight, the **** club on XX Street, Queens. I will wait for you here for an hour."

"Okay, I'll be there on time at nine o'clock."

Logging out of Facebook, Jason checked the time on the screen.

At this time, there were still five hours before the agreed nine o'clock, and Jason decided to take advantage of this time to change up.

He took out a driver's license from his backpack. The owner of the driver's license was Henry Wade, a white male in his thirties.

Jason memorized his appearance, then found out the costume props, and started to get busy in front of the mirror.

After three hours the costume ended.

At this moment, Jason was 90% similar to Henry in the photo. Even if Jin was standing in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.

Nodding in satisfaction, Jason hid the loaded pistol in his lower back, then left the safe house, walked three blocks away, and hailed a taxi.

The driver was a white man in his forties.

"Good evening sir, where do you want to go?"

"The Queen."

"What about the specific address?"

"Any large shopping mall will do."

"No problem sir."

The taxi started slowly towards Queens, and stopped after walking for about a quarter of an hour.

The driver patted the steering wheel and cursed, "Damn it, these stupid policemen are acting like monsters again."

Jason poked his head out to look, and it turned out that it was the police who blocked the road for inspection.

Continuous bombings occurred in the Manhattan area, and the death toll exceeded 50. In the face of doubts from the federal government and the public, the pressure on the police department can be imagined.

As a result, the police had to take measures to set up checkpoints on major arterial roads throughout Manhattan and carefully check all passing vehicles.

This is a good thing for ordinary people, but for taxi drivers, the police set up cards everywhere to stop them, but it will cut off their money.

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