MTL - American Manga God-Chapter 7 The attacker (good luck in the college entrance examination)

Undecided, I asked Du Niang.

Undecided about foreign affairs, ask Google.

Then, Meimu was dumbfounded.

Nepal in the Marvel universe is not as bad as he thought. As a landlocked country at the southern foot of the Himalayas, Nepal is separated from the Celestial Empire by a Himalayas in the north, and surrounded by Asan in three directions to the south.

It is a small country in itself, less than 150,000 square kilometers, with a population of nearly 30 million.

If it weren't for the fact that it is a famous tourist destination, with hundreds of thousands of tourists visiting every year, it is estimated that this is a badly crowded country.

According to the original book, Stephen Strange should have accidentally gotten into a few hooligans who tried to rob his watch while asking, and was beaten into a dog. Unexpectedly, it was a blessing in disguise, and was rescued by Baron Mordo who noticed him and knew where Kama Taj was.

Different from the original Stephen, at that time, Stephen was already a poor ghost, with little money in his body. Nothing of value except the Jaeger-LeCoultre watch Christine gave him.

Now Meimu is actually quite rich.

Meimu was worried.

Before he crossed, he was a student dog, and he fought several times since he was a child. The burly man who blocked the road and robbed in the original book was not something he could deal with now.

Although he inherits Doctor Strange's height and physique and has his own face, his hands are crippled and tremble more than those of Parkinson's patients.

This is destined to make him a scumbag.

I don't know why, just as he was leaving the gate of the airport, Meimu felt a palpitations.

It was an ominous premonition that was almost a sixth sense.

This kind of feeling is not unfamiliar, I still remember that when he saw Stephen Strange hang up, he had such a faint feeling of nervousness.

"Huh?" After thinking about it, Meimu ignored the group of Nepali people outside the arrival hall of the airport who were dancing like demons and were doing business with a crappy E-text, and returned to the lounge in the arrival hall.

He thought about it for a long time and decided to make a phone call.

In just an hour, people appeared in front of him.

A short-haired black man who was at least two meters tall, and a white man who was 1.85 meters tall and had Mediterranean blond hair came to the VIP room at the airport.

Originally, Mei Mu's height of 1.85 meters was already very high. In front of these two muscle sticks, he was simply too weak!

"Yo, I'm Nick Shore, he's Douglas Dutt. Are you Dr. Stephen Mummy?"

"Yes, I am." Mei Mu stretched out his hand and shook the **** man symbolically: "Sorry, I was in a car accident and my hand was severely injured."

"Oh! It doesn't matter. I see it, it's understandable." Nick, the black man, whistled, "It's the employer who gives the money anyway."

On the other hand, although Douglas has a sturdy face, he still squeezes out a professional smile: "Blackwater Security Consulting Company, I will serve you enthusiastically."

This company is one of the branches of the famous Blackwater Company in the United States. Generally speaking, in charge of the security work of dignitaries, they have 2,000 of the most elite bodyguards in most countries and regions around the world.

With just a phone call at any time, you can reach any major city within an hour at the latest.

A company is so big, and the bodyguards are divided into three, six, nine, and so on.

For the sake of safety, Meimu hired two bodyguards at the cost of one thousand dollars a day.

Of course, the most common one, two retired Marines.

Nick added: "Although our company has decided to accept your employment request, before we start our cooperation, let's make a final confirmation that you haven't gotten into any trouble, have you?"

"Trouble? Uh, probably not." Meimu replied subconsciously, raising his hands at the same time: "I'm just here to travel, by the way, to find some magical master who can heal my hands."

Douglas smiled: "It's alright, we're just making a routine inquiry. The company has confirmed your social welfare record. Well... a typical elite with an excellent credit record. There's no trouble, it's our favorite kind of employer."

"Okay! Welcome to Nepal, I hope you can do as you wish."

With the protection of two bodyguards who had obviously spent a lot of time in the local area, Meimu's heart was much more at ease.

"Kama Taj!"

"Hello, has anyone heard of Kama Taj?"

The three foreigners stand out in front of the Nepalese who are generally short in stature.

Douglas has been in Nepal for two years, and he speaks a relatively common Nepali language. He asked for a while, "Hi! Mr. Mei, even the locals in Nepal have never heard of Kama Taj!"

Umemu didn't say anything when Nick suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Mei, a few guys are following us. It's nine o'clock. What should I do?"

"Uh, do you have any good suggestions?"

Nick pouted: "Of course our security regulations don't allow employers to be put into danger. But this is Kathmandu, if you show weakness, more gangsters will come around like sharks smelling blood and swallow you to your bones. None of them are left. If there are too many people, we may not be able to control the situation.”

Douglas frowned: "At least there will be some **** brat pretending to play and running over to try to steal your stuff."

Meimu looked at herself and finally understood why she was being targeted. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

In the past, Meimu was a high-ranking elite, and everything was especially the most powerful. Nothing is less than three-digit dollars. This kind of dress, in a poor place like Nepal, is like a beacon in the dark night.

If it weren't for him with bodyguards, I'm afraid he would have been swallowed long ago with no bones left.

Meimu was a little remorseful. Sure enough, he was a college animal who didn't go out of society, so he wasn't thoughtful enough to think about things.

"Okay, Nick, I'll listen to you."

"No problem, it's on me."

As if inadvertently, the three turned into a sparsely populated back alley.

Protected by Douglas, Meimu saw a wonderful fight. Nick directly ambushed the gangsters, both white and native Nepalese, at a corner.

Nick, who is 2 meters tall, is like a heavy tank, with a fist the size of a rice cooker, it makes a bang when he hits someone.

Everything went well until the next moment.

Time seemed to stop suddenly.

A long golden whip seemed to emerge directly from the void, and it wrapped around Nick's neck like a snake.

The next moment, a black human head flew into the sky.

Douglas was stunned, he immediately took out his pistol.

In theory, Nepal bans guns. Meimu saw that every splendid temple was guarded with guns, and he knew that the law and order in Nepal was absolutely insane.

It's not unusual for Douglas to hide a gun.

The strange thing is that guns are useless in front of the enemy.

Another long whip that sputtered golden light like sparks sprang from another void and swept across like lightning.

Even Douglas's arm, and the pistol itself, were smashed together...