American comics: Starting from a copycat arms dealer.

Chapter 279: Jungler Meets Daisy
New York's neon lights are everywhere, reflecting the decadence and extravagance of the metropolis.

Carl and Wanda return to the Walton Hotel.

In the presidential suite, the luxurious crystal chandelier emits a cold light.

Looking at the silver safe placed next to him, Carl felt very disgusted.

After a brief silence, he broke the silence and asked, "What are you going to do with Vision's urn?"

Wanda was still angry at this moment. She glared at Carl fiercely and said, “It’s none of your business!”

Every word she said seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, wrapped in a strong resentment.

Judging from her expression, she probably won't be willing to bury this urn containing Vision's parts in the ground.

Karl's eyebrows were twisted into a "川" shape, and he asked unhappily:
"You don't want to keep the urn with you all the time, do you? I advise you to find a good place for Vision to rest in peace as soon as possible."

As soon as these words were spoken, the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger.

"I'm going to take Vision with me to prevent him from being stolen again. Why are you meddling in my business?"

Wanda's expression became increasingly grim.

She still had hope that Vision would be resurrected, and there was no way she could bury him in the ground.

"Okay, since you insist, I won't persuade you any more. Just take a good rest for a day, and we'll go to Kamar-Taj tomorrow."

As long as Wanda fulfills her promise to learn dream walking, Carl won't bother to care too much.

"I understand." Wanda replied coldly, then used her telekinesis to lift the safe, turned around and walked back to her room.

As for Karl, he glanced at the time displayed on the classical clock.

It's 7:20 in the evening now. I guess Qin, who went out shopping, hasn't come back yet.

The two of them went to the Tianjian Bureau, and the whole process took less than twenty minutes.

"It's still early, I'll go out for a walk too."

The nightlife had just begun, and he didn't want to go back to his room and be in a daze so early.

Departure from the Walton Hotel.

Carl took a taxi and arrived at a nightclub called "Blues" on 17th Street in Midtown.

Walking into the nightclub, he was immediately surrounded by the shocking sound waves.

The flashing colorful lights on the dance floor and the deafening rock music made Carl a little uncomfortable.

Guests of all kinds twisted their bodies to the rhythm of the music on the dance floor.

The strong smell of alcohol and cheap perfume mixed together, the strange smell made Carl quickly cover his nose.

He frowned and made his way through the crowd on the dance floor amid the noise.

Seeing a staircase leading to the second floor of the nightclub, he quickly quickened his pace.
Away from the dance floor environment, the music becomes much quieter.

Carl found a seat at the bar counter on the second floor where the environment was relatively quiet and sat down.

A bartender in a white shirt and dark vest came over and asked politely, "What would you like to drink, sir?"

"A glass of whiskey."

After casually ordering a drink, Carl looked around.

His sharp eyes swept over every girl in the bar.

Tired of eating regular meals, he wanted to go out and hunt for some food.

However, most of the girls in nightclubs are heavily made up and have countless hands.

After looking around, Carl couldn't find any that caught his eye.

Just when I was feeling a little disappointed, a sexy woman in a deep V-neck, waist-cinching purple dress walked into the bar.

The men at the bar all showed greedy eyes and stared at this beauty.

Karl recognized the other person's identity at a glance.

"Isn't this Skye?"

But she should not be the Skye he was familiar with, but the Daisy Johnson of this universe.

At this time, the bartender brought a glass of whiskey, and Carl walked towards the other party with the glass.

The quality of today's wild food is too poor, so let's try the familiar main course.

As a result, he had just taken two steps when he found that someone had got there first.

A middle-aged man in a suit and shirt, obviously a wealthy man by his temperament.

He just walked forward confidently.

He first casually showed off his Patek Philippe watch, then pretended to be surprised and said:

"This familiar pretty lady, do you mind if I buy you a drink?"

"I seem to have seen you somewhere before. It seems that fate has brought us together again."

Daisy refused with an indifferent look: "Have you seen me? In the interrogation room of the police station?"

Seeing that the other party's attitude was very cold, the middle-aged man tactfully prepared to leave.

But when he passed by Karl, he deliberately lowered his voice and taunted: “Young man, you can’t control this woman, so don’t go and embarrass yourself.”

Karl ignored the middle-aged man, walked past him with the wine glass, walked to Daisy, and called out the other's real name.

"Hi, Miss Daisy, do you remember me? I'm a field agent of S.W.O.R.D. We've worked together before."

When you come out to hang out, your identity is given by yourself.

So Carl opened his mouth and said that he was an agent of S.W.O.R.D. in order to close the distance.

Daisy was surprised to hear that this strange man could call out her name.

Although I don’t remember when I worked with the other party, but since the person who called out my name, he should be a colleague.

"Hi, you are. Sorry, I don't remember you."

Carl pretended to be very disappointed and said, "I can understand. As a star agent in S.W.O.R.D., it's normal for Miss Daisy not to remember a small character like me."

"Let's get acquainted again. I'm Carl Davis, a field agent of S.W.O.R.D. I can't tell you my specific code name for confidentiality reasons. Do you understand?"

"Of course, Mr. Carl, this is the first time I've seen such a handsome male agent."

Daisy is a fan of appearance and enthusiastically started chatting with her colleague Carl.

"Daisy, can I call you that?"

"Whatever. Do you have a mission today?"

"That's not the case. Agents are also human beings. They have to have some private time. What about you? A star agent like you should be very busy, right?"

"I'm feeling annoyed right now, so I came out for a drink to cheer myself up."

"Can you tell me the reason? Maybe I can provide some useful suggestions."

"It's not inconvenient. I never care about confidentiality agreements. It's mainly because a war between people with special abilities took place in London last month."

"Wait, the martini I ordered is ready."

Daisy took the cocktail handed to her by the bartender and couldn't wait to pick up the glass and take a sip.

As a result, the wine seemed to make her unhappy. She took only one sip, frowned, and put the glass down again.

At the same time, he continued to confide in Carl about the troubles he was experiencing.

"That superpower war destroyed most of the buildings on two streets in central London, and the aftermath was very serious."

"Chief Taylor, who always has a stern face, immediately sent me to London to investigate the cause of the accident."

"But I've been busy for more than half a month, but I haven't found any clues. The superpowered person involved in the accident seems to have evaporated from the face of the earth and can't be found at all." "That old guy Taylor always keeps urging me to complete the task quickly. I'm so annoyed."

After listening to Daisy's complaints, Carl comforted her: "If you are not completely helpless, then you are not completely helpless. I understand how you feel."

"Because my superiors are the same. They only know how to give me tasks and then urge me to complete them as soon as possible."

"He never cared about the difficulty of the mission, he only cared about the result of the mission."

"Yeah"

Hearing Carl's complaints, Daisy seemed to have found a soulmate and kept nodding in agreement.

Carl was still complaining: "And the day before yesterday the Avengers saved the world, and half of humanity suddenly came back. I was almost crazy busy these past two days."

"You know, I was on vacation, but I was called back to the bureau by an emergency recall order."

"My vacation was ruined like this. I'm so unlucky!"

Daisy agreed with Carl's words very much, and she also heard the big news that the Avengers saved the world again.

"It's a pity that I didn't participate in that great war that saved the entire universe."

"At the time, I was busy investigating the truth of the London accident and missed the battle to save the world at the Avengers Headquarters in New York."

"It's not necessarily a pity to miss that war. After all, although the outcome was victory, I heard that an Avenger sacrificed himself, which is a real pity."

Daisy nodded and said regretfully, "I know the inside information. I heard that Natasha Romanoff died."

"She was once an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., and she was my senior. But she volunteered to sacrifice her life to save the entire universe."

“This is indeed a very unfortunate thing.”

Carl would interject from time to time, making Daisy feel more and more that they had met too late.

The wine was drunk one glass after another.

Ten p.m.

The two chatted at the bar for two hours, and Daisy was already drunk.

Seeing that she was about to pass out from drunkenness, Carl put on a warm-hearted look and offered a suggestion:

"Daisy, you're drunk. I'd better take you back to rest early."

Daisy managed to hold on to the bar counter, but she still insisted:
"It's okay, I can still drink. It's a rare opportunity for me to come out and relax today. I don't want to go back so early."

"Another martini, with extra olives."

Seeing that she was stubborn and insisted on continuing to drink, Karl could only smile helplessly.

It seems that I can only sacrifice my life to accompany the beauty tonight.

"Okay, okay, drink slowly. Otherwise, when you get drunk, someone might take the opportunity to do something bad to you."

Daisy suddenly stared at Carl and asked, "Could it be you who wants to do something bad?"

Karl was stunned, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether she was awake or...
"Do you want to get me drunk and then take me to a hotel room?" Daisy suddenly fell into Carl's arms, her beautiful eyes full of charm.

"Actually, you can just order it directly and take me to get a room right now."

With such a clear invitation, Carl naturally would not back down and decisively helped Daisy into the bathroom.

Then he used his teleportation ability to take her back to the suite at the Walton Hotel.

At this time, Jean Grey was carefully choosing her outfit for tonight in front of the wardrobe in her bedroom.

"Is it better to wear black stockings or white stockings with a nurse's uniform? But that big bastard likes both, so why not just wear black and white stockings tonight."

Qin was pondering secretly, when she suddenly found a familiar space fluctuation behind her. She immediately turned around in surprise.

But he saw Karl appear in the bedroom with a drunk beautiful woman.

Qin's face suddenly fell.

"Could this woman be another wild food you found outside?"

Daisy was so drunk that she was unconscious and didn't notice the changes in her surroundings.

"Uh, who is she? You bastard, you don't want to get together with me, do you? I'm not some random girl."

Before Daisy could finish her words, Karl kissed her red lips.

Qin didn't make a fuss when she saw this, as it wasn't the first time she had encountered such a thing.

Anyway, she always has a lot of one-night stands and she's used to it.

But Daisy seemed very uncomfortable in front of a strange woman and kept struggling in Carl's arms.

"Mmmmm. I'm warning you, tell that woman to get out, or you won't be able to touch me!"

But Carl ignored her resistance and pushed her down.
Seeing another good girl being harmed by a bad guy, Qin could only sigh deeply, and then she participated in it with a trace of guilt and became an accomplice to crime!
Early the next morning.

Daisy slowly opened her eyes. The aftereffects of a hangover made her head ache.

She moved her body slightly, but she cried out in pain.

"Where is this?"

As consciousness gradually returned.

She finally remembered the madness of last night!!
"Oh my God! What have I done?"

Daisy, with a look of astonishment on her face, turned her head stiffly to look.

Sure enough, the strange beautiful woman was sleeping next to him, and the bastard Karl was there too.

"Damn it! This isn't an illusion!"

Daisy blushed instantly, struggled to get up, covered her face and ran into the bathroom.

Carl was awakened by Daisy's movement.

He was very upset that his sweet dream was disturbed.

He got out of bed with a lot of anger and walked into the bathroom with great vigor.

Daisy's terrified voice was immediately heard from the bathroom.

"How did you get in? Get out now. Don't touch me."

after an hour.

Daisy, looking radiant, walked out of the bathroom in her bathrobe.

She didn't dare take too big a step, for fear of tearing the wound and hurting herself.

I finally made it to the bed and was about to lie down and relax.

Carl suddenly patted her shoulder, and Daisy was so scared that she quickly crawled into the quilt and covered her injured body with the quilt.

Daisy only showed half of her head, looking pitifully frightened.

In the end, Carl just handed over a smartphone.

"It seems someone contacted you last night, but I turned off your phone in advance to avoid being disturbed. You shouldn't mind, right?"

"What? You turned off my emergency phone?" Daisy quickly took the phone, turned it on, unlocked the screen and took a look. Her face suddenly changed.

"Oh no! Someone broke into the headquarters space base last night and killed Chief Taylor. Now the bureau is in chaos!"

"And I didn't know about this until the next morning?"

As she spoke, Daisy turned and glared at Karl, "It's all your fault. Why did you turn off my phone?"

Carl spread his hands, looking very innocent.

"I just don't want to be disturbed by others. Didn't you agree at the time?"

(End of this chapter)