Marvel’s Big Villain

After waiting for less than half an hour, there was a knock on the hotel door.

Jason walked over cautiously and looked out through the cat's eyes.

A woman stood outside the door, wearing a black windbreaker, baseball cap, mask and sunglasses.

Through the figure and some subtle features on the face, Jason still recognized that the woman outside the door was Belmode.

As expected of a big star, he is so cautious when going out.

Jason suddenly had a bad idea. He opened the door and looked at Belmode curiously: "Excuse me, miss, I don't need room service."

Looking at the stranger in front of him, Belmode was startled, took two steps back, and then stared at Jason's face carefully.

After a while, Belmode smiled contemptuously: "Hmph! Don't show off your inferior makeup skills in front of me."

Jason was taken aback. His current appearance was so different from his own. Belmode could recognize him. He really deserved to be the Witch with Thousand Faces.

Turning her sideways to let her enter the room, Belmode walked in and saw Harry sitting on the sofa in pajamas and peeling fruit.

Belmode's face was a little unnatural, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Are you Dr. Harleen Quizell, the former specially-appointed criminal psychologist at the Long Island Prison in New York? The news said that you helped Jason escape from prison."

"Yes. May I ask who you are?" Harry stood up and walked in front of her.

It's a pity that Belmode's height is close to 1.8 meters, while Harley is only 1.7 meters, half a head shorter than Belmode.

Both of them have long pale golden hair, standing together like sisters.

Belmode looked her up and down, then turned to look at Jason and shook his head and said, "Your standards for playing women have dropped again."

Jason pouted, not commenting on her words.

Harry frowned, narrowed his eyes and threatened, "Sorry, what did you just say!"

Belmode smacked his lips disdainfully: "The face is passable, but the legs are too short."

Pooh!

Jason couldn't help laughing out loud.

Harley's legs are really not short, but compared with Belmode's long legs which are close to 1.2 meters, they are still not enough.

When Harry heard this, his mind exploded completely.

His eyes were full of anger, and a pair of small fists were clenched.

"All right!"

Jason hurried over, grabbed Harley's arm, and then looked at Belmode dissatisfied: "I didn't ask you to comment on my girlfriend's figure."

Belmode glared at him slightly angrily.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, hurry up and say it, I have something to do this afternoon."

After finishing speaking, she took off her windbreaker and threw it on the sofa, sat down with her big white legs raised, took out a slender lady's cigarette from her handbag and lit it.

"call……"

Take a deep breath and lightly accentuate the smoke.

Belmode is a heavy smoker, a habit he developed in childhood.

Jason pulled Harley to sit opposite her, and said bluntly: "They are all acquaintances, so I'll just say it straight. Money is a bit tight recently, and New York is under martial law again, so I came to Los Angeles to see if there is any way to make money."

"Jin Bing has billions of assets in his hands. After you kill him, you will be short of money?"

Mentioning this matter, Jason felt a burst of heartache: "Um... for some special reasons, I didn't get a penny of Jin Bing's assets."

"Really?" Belmode couldn't help but sneered: "You are just asking for money when you come out to hang out. It's really stupid of you to work for nothing."

It was said that Harry was about to explode in anger, but was held down by Jason.

"That's why I came to Los Angeles to look for you. The clown organization is starting up, and there are many places where money is needed."

Belmode thought for a moment and extinguished the remaining two-thirds of the cigarettes.

"Since your organization is so short of money, you might as well move to Los Angeles."

Jason laughed and said, "You mean, let me hang out with you?"

Bellmode spread his hands and said: "Is it impossible? As long as you bring all your organization members to Los Angeles, I can make you the second in command of the organization - whiskey! Don't you love Scotch whiskey?"

Jason refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, I never succumb to others."

"Then what's going on with you shaking your head and tail under Jin Bin's hands all these years!" Belmod said angrily, remembering the old incident three years ago.

"So, Jin Bin died, and it was a terrible death!" Jason said: "And what you just said is exactly what I want to tell you."

"Hmph! You think beautifully." Belmode snorted coldly, "I gave you a chance three years ago, but you refused.

"Three years ago, the timing was wrong. At that time, the end of resisting Jin Bin was a dead end."

Jason thought to himself, who told the dog system not to come out earlier, causing him to suffer for so many years.

"The timing is still wrong. New York is under martial law, and you are the most wanted criminal in the United States. If I follow you to New York, I will die."

"Well, I don't want to argue with you about this, you will gradually understand later."

Jason hated meaningless arguments, so he brought the topic back: "Tell me, is there any way to get rich in Los Angeles recently?"

Belmode said: "There are ways to get rich everywhere in Los Angeles, but what can you do with just the two of you."

Jason smiled, and kindly reminded him: "You are a hot star in the United States, and you must know many rich people. Is there any rich man who is not at home recently, and they happen to have a lot of cash hidden at home?"

Belmode was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed sarcastically: "Stealing things? Don't you feel blushed when you play a little trick more than ten years ago?"

"Don't blush! I'm a very realistic person. No matter it's cheating, kidnapping or stealing, as long as I can make money, I will do anything."

"Oh, you are really not picky eaters."

Belmode made a pun, then lit another cigarette, leaned on the sofa and thought.

"Don't look!" Harry suddenly covered Jason's eyes.

A few minutes later, Belmode showed a weird smile on his face: "Yes, I have found a way to get rich."

Jason quickly asked, "What way?"

"Have you ever heard of the name Michelle?"

Jason glanced at Halle and said, "Of course, the hottest singer in America."

"You go and kidnap her, and ask her family for a ransom. She is a super rich woman, and she will definitely make you a lot of money."

"Kidnapping Michelle." Jason frowned: "You don't have a conflict with Michelle, and then you use me as a gun?"

Belmode said disdainfully: "Don't forget my identity, if I have a conflict with her, you have to let her live until now?"

Jason sneered and said, "Your crow organization has just been established for three years, and there should not be many subordinates who can take on important responsibilities, and you can't do it yourself in order to avoid suspicion. Is this reason enough?"

Belmode froze: "You want to invite me to join the clown, how can you make me feel at ease if you don't show your strength."

She continued: "Of course, I'm not forcing this matter, but if you don't want to do it, I have no other way to introduce you."

After speaking, she threw away the cigarette and prepared to leave.

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