Giant Monster in Marvel

Chapter 21 Wilson’s Compromise

In the early morning, Nagini woke up from his sleep. There were no adults at home, only two children.

One is six and one is seven.

One of them does not know how to cook, but is already a restaurant owner Mia.

Breakfast is very simple, oatmeal + milk, if time is sufficient, Nagini will consider a glass of juice.

What’s interesting is that Nagini slept very late last night. He only slept for about two or three hours, but he was in a good state of mind. He even felt that his body was full of strength without the slightest sense of fatigue.

On the contrary, it was Mia who went to bed early. If Nagini didn’t wake him up, Mia would probably be late.

But in any case, the first day of the family no longer, although it is not very comfortable, but Nagini at least did not let little loli starve to death.

Nagini has been struggling with Irving. He doesn’t know how to tell Mia.

During breakfast, Nagini wanted to tell Mia several times about this, but looking at Mia, whose expression was slightly exhausted, he finally couldn’t bear to tell him this cruel fact.

7:30 AM, the two took Bus 304 to the school together.

Every morning the moment the sun rises is a brand new day. Nagini looked at the sun, he took a fiercely, hoping that this would bring good luck to oneself.

Can sunlight bring good luck?

Nagini doesn’t know.

But when he saw the man not far away, he can’t help frowning, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Even if the other party wears a suit, a suit and a pair of gold glasses, he still can’t block the brash breath on his body. It’s like a lion that suddenly appears in a flock of sheep. I saw each other in the crowd.

Yes, that sturdy man who looks like a wall is Wilson!

For Wilson, Nagini’s mentality is very complicated.

Wilson has an inescapable responsibility for the death of Irving and Mrs. Samantha.

But this is not Wilson’s original intention. Nagini knows that the other party does not want to see such an end just like oneself, and he also understands that the moment Mrs. Samantha died, Wilson’s heart was never more painful than oneself. less.

Don’t forget that without Irving and Mrs. Samantha, Nagini also Toretto and Mia, and Wilson is different. Without Mrs. Samantha, he would have nothing.

Perhaps Wilson will have Vanessa and Richard in the future, but now is not the future.

Watching Mrs. Samantha die in front of oneself, no one knows Wilson’s pain.

Seriously, Wilson can continue to stand here when he encounters this kind of thing. He is strong enough, and based on this, Nagini can’t hate Wilson.

But anyway, Wilson has an unshirkable responsibility for the deaths of Irving and Mrs. Samantha.

Nagini doesn’t want to see Wilson. He believes that Wilson will also oneself and don’t want to see each other.

Although Nagini didn’t know why the other party appeared here, Nagini didn’t want to pay attention to it, but when Mia on the side saw Wilson, he subconsciously said:

“Brother Wilson Why are you here? Is Mrs. Samantha’s illness cured? I’m still waiting for her to make a ladyfinger for me.”

tone barely fell, Nagini and Wilson’s face changed, both Human expressions are almost rigid at the same time, so at this time, Nagini patted Mia’s shoulder: “Hurry up to class, or you will be late for a while.”

Mia rolled the eyes, she stared at Nagini dissatisfied “Aren’t you going to class too?”

Nagini shook his head, and he pointed to his own head: “Sorry, I’m different from you.”

Mia opened her mouth, she She seemed to want to refute, but in the end she couldn’t find any reason for refuting, she could only stomped angrily: “Well, my great genius, I hope you can guarantee your A+ grades during the final exam.”

Mia, who was fooled by oneself after seeing these few words, Nagini couldn’t help but shook his head, then he turned his head and looked towards Wilson, with a stiff look on his immature face: “What are you doing here?”

Staring at Nagini, Wilson lifts the head, a pair of bloodshot tired eyes are a little more complicated: “Yesterday, there were twelve people in Los Angeles who died. Among them, eleven corpses were found, and one was missing.”

Nagini frowned, looked towards Wilson with a little more questioning: “What do you mean?”

Wilson shook his head, he tried his best to make oneself show the kind side: “Don’t be nervous, Corpse, I’ve taken care of it for you, and the police will never find out. Also, no thanks.”

Nagini was taken aback and then sneered. His immature face was a little bit too much. The scorn of his age: “I didn’t intend to thank, what does it have to do with me? I’m just a 6 year old child, what are you coming to do with me?”

Yes, he just A 6 year old child.

No one will believe that Nagini is a murderer, even if evidence is left, even if all the clues point to oneself, no police will believe this.

Because no one would think that a 6 year old child can kill 15 people overnight, no, 12 people.

Wilson understands what Nagini means. This is one of the main reasons why he came to Nagini today. He took a deep breath with sincere eyes: “Should you make a deal?”

Nagini eyes flash with puzzlement: “What deal?”

Wilson expression is a bit complicated. He looked at Nagini’s immature face, and his eyes flash with seriousness: “I don’t know how you did it. , But obviously your efficiency is extremely poor, and this kind of thing is too dangerous for you when you are only six years old. If you continue to mess around like this, someone will find out one day, I can help you.”

Nagini was taken aback, he was subconsciously frowned.

The reason why he frowned was not because of Wilson’s words, but because of Wilson’s motives!

He doesn’t care if oneself is discovered, because no one will believe such nonsense.

But the puzzle is, after knowing what oneself has done, why would Wilson come to oneself?

In Nagini’s estimation, his and Wilson’s feelings for each other should be the same.

Mrs. Samantha’s death will be a knot that the two will never untie. Although they are familiar with each other, they may not meet each other for a lifetime.

So he wondered why Wilson would come to oneself? Even want to help oneself? He couldn’t help asking in confusion: “Why?”

Wilson shook his head with a wry smile, his expression is full of complexity:

“I don’t know, it may be because of guilt.

I thought a lot last night,

If Mrs. Samantha is still alive, I believe she would not want you to do this kind of thing, but obviously I can’t stop you. And because of Mrs. Samantha’s For this reason, I was impossible to watch you take risks, so in the end I could only choose to compromise.”

Nagini was stunned. He gradually understood Wilson’s thoughts.

Obviously the other party does not know the own strength, Wilson guessed that oneself should have some special extraordinary abilities. But because the appearance of own is too deceptive, Wilson subconsciously believes that Nagini, who has been dancing on the tip of a knife for a long time, will one day die on the tip of the knife.

As he said, this kind of thing is too dangerous for Nagini, who is only six years old.

Like Nagini, he doesn’t want to contact each other.

But there is no way, because of Mrs. Samantha, he can’t let Nagini die.

Of course, part of the reason Wilson did this was because of his guilt for Nagini. After all, he and Nagini promised not to bring Irving in, but in the end he broke his trust.

After understanding Wilson’s thoughts, Nagini couldn’t help but feel a strange touch: “I’m curious what can you do for me? I tear a living person? Or is it that sifted intelligence network?”

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It’s not that Nagini looks down on Wilson. If it is Wilson twenty years later, or even ten years later, Nagini will definitely be of great help.

But now Wilson?

To be ugly, he is a rookie just like Nagini, and even he is not as good as Nagini. After all, he does not have the deceptive appearance of oneself, nor does he have scent tracking ability. In terms of strength, the eight-meter-long Nagini may not be as powerful as Wilson, but he has a deadly venom that Wilson does not!

Wilson was shocked. He didn’t expect Nagini to respond like this, which made him have to defend: “I am not as unbearable as you think, and my intelligence network is not bad, you I know the 12 people killed last night.”

Nagini lips twitched, disdainfully retorted: “Sorry, interrupt, it’s fifteen people.”

Wilson was taken aback. , Then shook his head indifferently: “Is there a difference?”

Perhaps for the police, this number is very important.

But for people like Nagini and Wilson?

No matter it is 12 or 15, there is no difference, especially when Nagini has acquiesced to accept oneself’s help, the number is completely meaningless.

Nagini also understood what Wilson meant, he was shocked, and then nodded: “It seems that there is no difference?”

Wilson has a smile on his face, he patted Nagini’s shoulder , Pointing to the black Ferrari on the side: “Let’s go, I have invited you for a week’s vacation.”