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"It's you, Mikaela!" The aura of a superior that Apshar had gradually cultivated suddenly dissipated, and a smile bloomed on his face again. He said, "Why, are you here for a trip to New York? Where are you going? I'll pick you up for dinner later."

No matter what, Apshar must entertain the relatives coming from his hometown.

Michaela quickly said, "No need, cousin, we have already booked a restaurant. I'm currently wandering around the Columbia University campus!"

"You are at Columbia University?" April asked in surprise, "You received an admission letter from Columbia University? Oh my God, Michaela, are you that amazing?"

Apshar herself was able to study at Columbia University, not only because she was smart, but also because her father was a graduate of Columbia University and because of the recommendation letters written by her father's old acquaintances.

Michaela certainly doesn't have these resources, but she was able to break out of the encirclement of thousands of troops, which shows that Michaela's ability is much stronger than hers.

"No way!" Michaela said shyly, "It was just a small accident. I can go to Columbia University to study. I'm not as good as you, cousin!"

"Accident? What accident?"

Apshar narrowed his eyes:

"Michaela, what's going on? Have you been deceived? Don't let someone take you around the Columbia University area and believe their promise to let you get into Columbia University with money. You can get into Columbia University with money, but it's not a small amount of money that we can afford..."

"I know, cousin!" Michaela asked back, "Why else do you think I know about your current situation?"

Apshar woke up instantly.

The fact that Michaela was able to dial into her office's landline number was enough to tell her that things wouldn't be that simple.

Apshar heard the rebellious tone in Michaela's words, which was "I don't want to be treated as a child", so she stopped talking. The two of them talked about their relationship as cousins ​​who hadn't seen each other for many years and reconnected.

As soon as Appleshar hung up the phone, he immediately called the Punisher Frank Custer:

"I have a cousin named Michaela who recently enrolled at Columbia University. She just called my office. Frank, please help me investigate the whole story and don't let that silly girl get cheated."

"OK!"

The Punisher didn't say much, just nodded, turned around and left.

In less than half an hour, the Punisher threw a bag of information in front of Apshar and turned away again.

Apshar cut open the envelope with a knife, took out the stacks of information inside and began to read.

"Micaela...Osborn Jr....Bumblebee...Autobots...Decepticons..."

Apshar browsed the information and was stunned.

She never expected that her cousin would be involved in the Avengers' famous battle that made her hate them so much.

And it is obvious that my cousin is hanging out with that Seven-Star Whore from the Avengers.

With the power of the Osborn chaebol, that Seven-Star Whore was indeed capable of easily sending Michaela to Columbia.

"Fuck!" Apshar cursed. "Micaela must be too young to know the true identity of that person and was deceived! That seven-star whore must be just playing with Michaela, and when he gets tired of her, he will kick her away! No, I can't let Michaela go on like this."

She quickly called Michaela again.

"Hello, cousin?"

"Is it easy for you to talk now?"

"I'm eating in the restaurant!"

"Then can you find a place where we can talk?"

Michaela glanced at Bai Ye next to her and said, "What's the matter, cousin?"

"Can you give me some time to find a place where there is no third party present, so that I can have a private conversation with my sisters."

"Alright alright."

Michaela was helpless.

"I'm sorry, Master, my cousin..."

"It's okay, it's okay, go ahead."

White night doesn't matter.

He knew what Apshar was going to say to Michaela even without listening. It was simply that he was not a good person, and Michaela would not have a good ending if she followed him, so he asked Michaela to leave him.

Of course, Michaela is no sheep.

This is also a girl with ambition!

But Bai Ye was not worried that Michaela would choose to defect.

Because what Apshar could give her was far less than what Bai Ye could give her.

And even if she defected to the Overwatch League, it would still be Bai Ye’s territory - you never imagined that the capitalist young master and Black Superman are both me!

By then, Michaela will truly understand the consequences of betraying someone at will.

Superman Black is narrow-minded and hates it most when people say bad things about him behind his back.

"Michaela, I think you know what I'm doing now, and I also know what you're doing now." Apshar said, "Listen to me, stay away from the man next to you! He's a famous playboy in the circle of New York's rich and famous. It's difficult for you to get any advantage from him. I can also help you arrange Columbia University. Even the loan for admission can be funded by our Watchers Alliance. After you graduate, you can join the Watchers Alliance and work, and you can just pay off the loan for a few years. Don't ruin yourself for the sake of the petty gains in front of you."

"Cousin, first of all, I know you must be doing this for my own good, that's why you rushed to tell me these things, otherwise you wouldn't be so concerned about a stranger, but... I can't accept it! I'm not a child anymore, I know clearly what I want!" Michaela said calmly: "You can't give me what I want, maybe Black Superman can, but White Night can definitely give me what I want! So why should I go to such great lengths and cause trouble for you, cousin?"

Apshar was silent.

She could already understand what Michaela meant. There are some people in this world who are born unwilling to be ordinary. If they don't have opportunities, they may just live a mediocre life, like loaches in a pond. But once they seize the opportunity, they may become dragons overnight.

Michaela is a very ambitious girl. Superman Noir and Epshar cannot give her what she wants because Superman Noir already has Epshar, and Michaela wants to become Epshar of White Night.

This is a very real problem.

No one is a fool. Do you really think Michaela doesn't know about Bai Ye's romantic affairs and how many women he has dumped?

But as the saying goes, a filial daughter is born under the stick, and nothing ventured, nothing gained. If she can be Bai Ye's lover, she can get what she wants, so she should be. What's so great about that?

Michaela saw the news some time ago. Some American tycoons have 146 lovers; some American tycoons have 17 lovers who are all graduates of Ivy League schools; some American tycoons let their lovers who have MBAs manage other lovers; some American tycoons spend $1000 per hour on one lover; some American tycoons host banquets for 22 lovers...

In this age where people laugh at poverty but not at prostitution, there is nothing to be ashamed of about these things.

Being able to live a better life is the ultimate goal of everyone.

"Michaela, I hope you can always know what you are doing and not lose yourself along the way."

After a long silence, Apshar said.

"Got it, cousin!" Michaela said with a relaxed look, "If I get dumped by then, I'll go to you. I'll accept defeat. If you can just give me a bite to eat, I'll be very grateful."

"If you really come to that point, you'd better go get relief!" Apshar said fiercely: "I don't want anyone to know that I have a cousin like you!"

Michaela: "Hehe! Cousin, you are just mean-spirited. I know that if the time comes, you will definitely not have the heart to ignore me."

While waiting for Michaela to eat, Bai Ye was bored and looked out the French window to see a group of energetic young men shopping in a supermarket for free. Bai Ye couldn't help but marvel at it:

"So zero-dollar shopping has been around in America for so long? This has a long history."

"Sure enough, the new batch of guys like us are all very introverted. They walk through the sewers when they go out. They are very shy. They dare not open their eyes when they go to work. They are very timid. They dare not pay for things when they go to the supermarket. They are very socially anxious. They dare not go up and kiss beautiful girls when they see them on the street... We have it so hard!"

Chapter 244 Sometimes I don’t have time to stick my head out of the window and vomit in the car

What should I do? Just let her take medicine.

New York, suburbs.

Inside an abandoned factory.

Two figures stood facing each other.

One of them was a little girl in pink clothes, and the other was a weird uncle in a brown coat and glasses. He was holding a Beretta in his hand and tapping his thigh gently.

"Dad, I'm a little scared!"

"Come, Mindy, you have to be brave, there is nothing to be afraid of."

The strange uncle's name is Damon MacReady. He used to be a policeman. He is proficient in using various guns, as well as investigation, tracking, and anti-tracking techniques. The little girl in pink clothes is his daughter, Mindy MacReady.

"Will it hurt?"

Mindy looked at the Beretta in Damon's hand and her throat moved slightly.

"Kid, it will only hurt for a moment. The speed of a pistol bullet is 300 meters per second. At such a close distance, the bullet will definitely knock you down, but it won't hurt much. It's just like being punched in the chest. It's no big deal."

Damon stared at his thinning hair blowing in the wind and whispered soothing words to Mindy.

After saying that, Damon began loading the magazine into his Beretta pistol and turned on the safety.

Mindy's face wrinkled bitterly: "I don't want to be punched in the chest..."

"You're going to be okay, Mindy!"

Damon smiled and raised his pistol, not taking the time to aim before firing blindly at Mindy.

"Bam—!"

Gunshots rang out, and at the same time, the little Loli standing in the distance suddenly fell backwards like a kite, and a ball of fluff burst out of her pink clothes, flying in the air.

"Cough cough!"

It took Mindy a few seconds to react before she coughed. She reached out and tore open the pink outer garment, revealing the bulletproof vest underneath, which was embedded with a bullet.

"How was it? Wasn't it fun? Now you know what it feels like to be shot by a bullet, right? This way, when someone points it out at you in the future, you won't be easily scared."

Damon walked over and said with a smile.

He didn't realize that his smile seemed a little weird in the eyes of normal people.

Perhaps after Damon was falsely imprisoned, his wife died in childbirth, which caused him to be greatly traumatized and become mentally ill.

He was originally the best policeman in the New York police force, but because he struck hard at the drug lord Frank D'Amico, he was framed. The terrible thing was that except for a few close friends, no one in the police force believed in his innocence and was willing to prove his innocence. As a result, he was thrown into jail. At that time, Damon understood that Frank D'Amico must have a protective umbrella in the New York police force.

After he was imprisoned, he lost his salary and personal safety. His wife, who was a full-time mother and pregnant, even had to face surveillance and harassment by thugs arranged by Frank D'Amico. As a result, his wife became depressed and took pills to commit suicide. Fortunately, the child survived.

After being released from prison, Damon swore to avenge his wife and kill anyone involved in his wife's death.

In order to protect his daughter from being threatened by drug lords and their protectors after his killing spree, Damon began to train his daughter himself. It took him several years to turn a cute little girl into a killer who was proficient in using guns and samurai swords. This way, if someone wanted to take revenge on his daughter in the future, she would have the ability to resist and escape.

Well, although it is a bit abnormal to train his seven or eight-year-old daughter to be a killer and let her kill people, even drug lords and gangsters, but for Damon, the logic is still self-consistent. If he really kills the drug lord and his protectors by himself, then after he finishes the job, his daughter probably won't be able to survive. Do you really think that the drug lord's network of relationships is vegetarian? That is a very large interest group!

Extraordinary people can only lead to extraordinary things.

In today's society...having a skill is the basis for survival!

"I wouldn't be scared anyway!"

Mindy muttered.

Having gained a lot of experience following Damon, Mindy is no longer an ordinary child. She can also kill people without blinking an eye.

"This is my good daughter!"

Damon smiled and reached out to pull Mindy up:

"Two more shots and we're going home."

"Come again?" Mindy widened her eyes, pouting her face, and put forward a condition: "Only if you can take me bowling on the way home!"

"bowling?"

"Yes, and I want an ice cream, too."

"OK!"

Damon shrugged.

These are all small things. He wants his daughter to perfectly copy all his skills, so that even if he encounters any accident in the future, his daughter will be fully capable of surviving in this world on her own. This is the most important thing.

Damon felt that the time was not far away, and perhaps he could start taking action against that bastard Frank D'Amico.

……

dusk.

Overwatch League Building.

Eddie is typing frantically on the computer.

His face looked fierce and his fingers were tapping the keyboard like wild bees.

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Eddie really never expected that after switching from his original company to join the Overwatch League, he would still have to face the torture of KPI.

The suffering of life made Eddie want to cry.

Why am I being bullied like this?