Stand User in Marvel Universe Chapter 6: Eavesdropping

The next morning, Dior had just cleaned up the table that he had 'accidentally smashed' yesterday, when his best friend from this life came to the door.

"Hey, bro, I knew you were here."

As soon as they met, Will gave his good brother a big hug. However, he was only 1.6 meters tall, which looked particularly funny in front of Dior's 1.85 meter height.

"Hello, Will, I made you worry." Dior was still a little hesitant about how to get along with him, but after feeling the sincerity of the other party, he was relieved. Now he is Dio Bran Degree, Will Joss's best friend!

"Wow, we are brothers!"

Will deliberately made a funny exaggerated expression, but he was actually observing his situation carefully. After such a terrible accident, he was afraid that his good brother would collapse, but after seeing Dior recover, After understanding his mental health, he felt relieved.

"HEY, bro! Did I secretly undergo plastic surgery while you were in the hospital? Why do I feel like you are so handsome again? No wonder Jenny, that nymphomaniac, clings to you even more every time she is rejected by you."

Will never mentioned anything about Dior's parents. Will, who has experienced all the ups and downs of the world since he was a child, has a high emotional intelligence.

"It's nothing, I just put some things in perspective. Since God has allowed me to survive, then instead of being immersed in grief, it is better to welcome a better future. I believe that 'they' in heaven are also praying for me at this moment. Dio said with a slightly complicated expression. As for the matter of the substitute, there was naturally no way to explain it to Will.

Will was silent for a moment, then patted his back gently.

"Everyone is very sorry that something like this happened. If you think so, Uncle Brando and Aunt He will also bless you in heaven."

"Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think. Didn't you say that we would go to the cemetery together today? Come on, take your car there. I still have my car downstairs at home. I'll go there when I'm done. Take a look."

Dior, who had completely received all the memories, was still talking to Will as usual, and Will didn't see any flaws. After Dior locked the door of the restaurant, the two got into a second-hand car. Chevrolet left.

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Just as Dior and Will left, there was a sound from a black car not far from the restaurant.

"The target left with Will Joss. According to yesterday's wiretapping, they should have gone to the cemetery donated by Stark Industries."

"Received, No. 2 has followed. Has the target behaved abnormally from yesterday to now?"

"The target seems to be emotionally unstable and prone to violence. He just threw out a smashed table."

"Any more?"

"No more, sir."

"Continue to monitor and control all communication equipment of the target."

"Yes, sir!"

After a pause, the person in the car said again: "Why don't we just kill him? Good luck cannot always favor him."

"You think I don't want to send him down to reunite with his family right away? The last time I took action, it was a little hasty. The lucky boy finally 'resurrected' and made the matter bigger. SHIELD has already intervened in the investigation. If we take action again, the trap will inevitably be revealed. Fortunately, this lucky boy probably doesn’t know anything. If there is nothing abnormal after another week of monitoring, the action will be canceled and he will save his life. ."

After ending the contact, the person in the black car took out the sandwich he bought in the supermarket and ate it. He was obviously dissatisfied with wasting his precious time on such a boy who didn't know whether he was unlucky or good. There was no way, who could let someone If you see something you shouldn't see, you can only find a way to shut them up. As for someone who knows nothing from the beginning to the end... of course the family must be in order!

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On the outskirts, a brand-new cemetery that had just been completed appeared in sight.

The black boy Will, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the car, was still giving full play to his racial talents.

"Tony Stark deserves to die! God knows how many people were killed by the arms and weapons flowing out of Stark Industries, one hundred thousand? One million? Or ten million?"

"Hey, you heard, yesterday our famous **** Mr. Tony Stark directly captured Victoria's Secret's most famous twin supermodels. Today's gossip news is all about this... ."

"Brother, let me tell you a joke. Tony Stark, the largest weapons dealer in the United States, is actually a philanthropist, hahaha!"

Dior couldn't help but rub his tortured temples. He almost forgot that Will was an out-and-out hater of the rich. Perhaps it was related to his childhood experience. He was like many black people in the slums. , I hate rich people so much, especially a rich, talented, handsome guy like Tony Stark, and I wish that Will, who would replace him, would never admit that he was jealous of Hong Guoguo!

"Okay brother, we are here. ~IndoMTL.com~ After getting off the car, Dio couldn't help but take a few deep breaths immediately. Apart from anything else, away from the city, the air here is really good and the surrounding environment is also very good. Great.

Whether Tony Stark is putting on a show or exchanging benefits, this newly built cemetery is one of the results of charity, and who can tell which dollar is kind and which is Cent dollar stained with blood?

Dior has long passed the stage of being angry and hating the rich. There is no fairness in this world, and his tone is self-deceiving. It is better to find a way to live a good life, and then let his descendants become the 'envy and envy' of others. object.

"How is it? I think the environment is good."

"It's good, but are you sure the price here is very cheap?" Dior's face was full of disbelief.

"Hey, I know the administrator here, and that guy takes goods from me all the time. If you don't want to lose this job..." When he said this, there was no trace of anything on Will's face. Sorry.

As the saying goes, snakes have their own ways, and rats have their own ways. After gangs have been around for a long time, they will naturally behave in a gang way.

Get the goods?

Dior naturally knew what kind of goods he was taking. It was nothing more than "flour" that could make the other party lose his job, not marijuana.

As to whether it is right or moral to do so...

Dior agreed to Will's method without any hesitation. Only children can talk about right and wrong. It's not the drug he forced the other party to take. Since he can't stand the temptation, don't blame others for taking advantage of him. What is unethical about dealing with an addict.

As for Will, he is even less qualified to dictate. Everyone has their own choices, and sometimes in order to survive, many choices are unavoidable.