"Crack —" Samuel grabbed the locked grate door with one hand and gently pulled it back. The grate door came off the frame and the lock broke like paper, flying out.
"Duang!"
The grate door hit the wall and fell to the ground with a bang.
The girl who had been huddled under the table, focusing on watching TV, didn't react when Samuel appeared, didn't react when the man was firing frantically, and didn't react when the Hot Ray killed the man. It was as if everything was irrelevant to her except the TV.
However, when the grate door was pulled off, she finally reacted. Her body slowly emerged from under the table, and her head turned towards the door.
The moment the grate door landed, she pounced on Samuel like a wild wolf, her eyes focused and cold, her hands like claws, sharp as knives, quickly scratching towards his eyes, throat, heart, and other fragile and fatal areas.
"Swish swish swish —" The speed of her hands was so fast, like a ghost.
"Ding!"
"Combat detected, dropped reward: Self-healing (Ximeizi)"
"Now it's completely unwearable." Samuel looked at his clothes, which were already full of bullet holes and now torn into rags and holes, and looked at the girl who was pouncing again without any regret.
What's there to regret about a broken piece of clothing? Isn't Self-healing ability better?
If he could drop Self-healing ability every time, he could even open a clothing factory just for her to scratch and play with.
Claws that seemed to carry a cold light went straight for his throat. Samuel, who was originally more than a head taller than the girl, instantly shrank to the size of a thumb the moment the sharp claws struck.
This was the ability of the Stretchy Man he killed in the nightclub.
"So tall —" Looking up at the girl, who was like a mountain with no visible peak, the shrunken Samuel instantly shot up into the sky, and his tiny little fist directly slammed into the girl's broad chin.
"Bang!"
The girl was slightly lifted into the air by this special uppercut. Her eyes rolled back, and she actually fainted.
"Whoosh —"
Samuel, who instantly returned to his normal size, reached out and scooped up the girl who was falling backward.
Beneath her disheveled appearance was a delicate and lovely face. This face looked a little familiar upon closer inspection, exactly the same as Samurai Sword from the Suicide Squad in the DC Universe.
Not only her, but thinking carefully, the big-bearded Billy also looked a little familiar — in the Marvel Universe's Thor 3, was there the executioner Skurge, who first surrendered to the Goddess of Death Hela, and later rebelled, wielding two submachine guns?
It's just that the executioner Skurge's beard wasn't that long, and his hair wasn't that thick. Well, he didn't have any hair at all, so the difference was obvious at first glance.
Holding the unconscious wolf girl Ximeizi, he returned to Claw Woman's apartment. Claw Woman had already packed. She didn't have much, only one suitcase.
Seeing Samuel return with a disheveled girl in torn clothes, the curious Claw Woman hesitated to speak, but in the end, she didn't ask.
"Ready?"
"Mm."
Samuel held Ximeizi in one hand and the suitcase-carrying Claw Woman in the other, and they quietly disappeared.
...
Marvel Universe.
Viettel Express Logistics Company New York Branch, third floor, master bedroom.
"Pat!"
Soft light illuminated the dim room. Samuel put Ximeizi down and told the bewildered and anxious Claw Woman to wait. He turned and walked out of the bedroom to the storage room.
In the storage room was a magical artifact called the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak, which he found in the ruins of the New York Sanctum Sanctorum in the Void. The greatest function of this artifact, which originally belonged to Kamar-Taj, was to perfectly control enemies.
The only drawback is that the controlled enemy will be forced into a very embarrassing posture.
As for the specific posture, Kaecilius, who was controlled by Doctor Strange Stephen Strange with the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak in the New York Sanctum Sanctorum in the Doctor Strange movie, has the most say.
"Samuel, is that you?"
"Have you come back?"
Samuel came out of the storage room with the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak and heard Jessica Jones's inquiring shout.
"It's me, come up." Samuel responded and walked towards the bedroom. After a few steps, he saw Jessica Jones, dressed in cool and casual home clothes, darting up from the stairwell.
"You're finally back. Do you know how I've been these past few days? I didn't dare go out during the day, and I didn't dare sleep at night, just afraid that someone would come in and steal things, and I would fail your trust in me."
"I'm telling you, don't ever think of asking me to house-sit for you again!"
Jessica Jones saw Samuel and immediately launched into a torrent of complaints.
"If something is lost, find it. If you can't find it, pay with yourself. I won't blame you, what are you afraid of?" Samuel joked as he pushed open the bedroom door: "Come in, let me introduce you to two new colleagues."
Jessica Jones rolled her eyes and said irritably, "With what you said, I should thank you for your generosity, right?"
"No need to thank me, just be a cow and a horse for me in your next life."
This bastard, he's so annoying when he talks!
Jessica Jones glared fiercely at Samuel's back and walked into the bedroom curiously.
As soon as she entered, Jessica Jones was a little stunned.
There were two women in the bedroom. One was standing next to the suitcase, her body a little stiff, her expression anxious and nervous;
The other looked a bit like a homeless person on the street, her clothes were dirty, her face was disheveled and unclear, and she was lying on the ground motionless.
These, these are the new colleagues he mentioned?