People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

Mike wiped his hands as he went downstairs.

How can you beat the wall and decompress the gangsters?

A door was ajar, and inside were several gang members who had been beaten into pig heads.

"I'm not God. I can't save everyone, and I don't want to save everyone. I can't go back in time to save that child. All I can do is avenge him. This perversion pisses me off." Mike said murderously: "You can continue to cry, continue to blame yourself, continue to despair...or you can do something useful."

"You want to kill the purple man?" Jessica looked up, "The purple man is dead, what will happen to Hope?"

"No, how can I kill him! I am a good person, how can a good person kill someone, right?" Mike sneered: "I will hold the Bible and pray for him, admonish him and help him in the name of the Father and the Son, and save him from the devil. Save him from the abyss. I will tell him devoutly: God will not give up on any of his people. No one is unworthy of saving. As long as you sincerely repent, even if you stab God in the ass, he will forgive you."

Jessica didn't have to be a fool to hear that Mike was being sarcastic, and she repeated, "What about Hope?"

"Maybe you should ask Hope. Maybe she would rather avenge her parents than be acquitted." Mike said, "And there are too many ways to help Hope get away with it... I'm afraid you are not familiar with American law. What a misunderstanding.”

Anyone who is familiar with the Simpson Murder Case knows that the American ruling class does not care about "justice" at all. They care about "procedural justice" and the order brought by "procedural justice".

"what should I do?"

"It's simple."

With that said, Mike stepped forward and gently hugged Jessica, who subconsciously wanted to struggle.Mike said: "Don't struggle, just do it. Maybe the pervert is looking here with a telescope. After your plan failed, he must have been more cautious. Since you can't find him, let him find me."

There is only two words at the heart of Mike's plan: jealousy.

Jessica plays a grief-stricken, desperate girl - no acting required, just her true self.

Mike plays a sunshine knight, determined to save Jessica, and then pull Jessica out of the abyss step by step.

The purple man is going crazy. After going crazy, he will definitely kill Mike, and then he will fall into the trap.

It’s a crude strategy, but it’s very effective in dealing with men in “love,” isn’t it?

Mike took advantage of the situation and kissed Jessica on the forehead.

Trish was stunned for a moment when she saw Mike suddenly hugging Jessica.

Sudden change in painting style.

Then heard about Mike's plan.

She found it effective.

The only problem is, wouldn't this put Mike in danger?

Mike pulled Tracy over, and it seemed like the three of them were hugging each other for warmth, but they were actually discussing the details.

In the past two days, Mike has taken great care of Jessica, and that's it for the Mary Sue TV series Warm Man.

Facing Jessica's unreasonable troubles, Mike always raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a doting smile, which almost made Jessica...vomit.

At this time, Jessica was drinking fish soup made by Mike himself.

"It's so disgusting, the way you smile."

"Idol dramas are like this, just bear with it. At this time, you'd better lower your head slightly and act like you are touched but don't want to be discovered."

"Such details?"

"It's all about acting."

"Oh." Jessica lowered her head to drink the soup.

"Wow, by speeding up the swallowing action to express calmness on the outside, but actually not calmness on the inside, women are indeed born actors."

"Uh." Jessica rolled her eyes at Mike, "It's just that the soup tastes good. What kind of soup is this?"

"Milk thick fish soup." Mike said: "I made it according to the online tutorial, is it good?"

"A professional chef who can do well in a restaurant business."

"It's just home-cooked food, far from professional."

After Jessica finished drinking the fish soup, Mike got up to wash the dishes, put things in order, and said, "I'm leaving. I'll come back tomorrow."

Jessica hesitated for a moment: "At the speed of the United States, should you stay overnight?"

"No, no... when a free shot was available, the man didn't take action. Guess why?"

Jessica thought for a while: "He, no?"

"Um..." Mike said helplessly: "It means that he has more ambitious goals, such as having sex every day. In the words of the world, he wants a stable relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend. So Zi Ren should be anxious."

"By the way, after I go downstairs, you go to the window and watch me drive away until you can't see me, like a girl in love, do you understand?"

"I know, you're so embarrassed, get out of here."

Jessica followed what Mike said and watched the apple green Lamborghini leave, slightly absent-minded.

"Driving a Lamborghini to deliver stew, I think I'm going to be on the bad blood list." Mike grinned.

Suddenly, someone rushed out of the curb and blocked the car in front.

Mike jerked the steering wheel.

The sports car lost control instantly, drifted on the cement road for two laps, leaving black tire marks, and finally stopped on the side of the road.

The door is open.

Mike came down sullenly.

The man blocking the road smelled of alcohol and was talking vaguely.

A figure walked out from the shadow of the building. His hair was meticulously styled and he was wearing a purple suit.

It's the Purple Man.

The drunkard was under his control and rushed out of the road in order to force Mike to stop.

"No one can take Jessica away from me, no one! Jessica is mine." Ziren approached Mike and said, "You deserve to die! But don't worry, I won't let you die too easily..."

Snapped!

Mark, who had his back turned to Ziren, turned around and slapped Ziren.

Ziren was stunned.

Why wasn't Mike controlled?

"It's a new labor-managed car. If it crashes, you'll have to pay for it!"

Snapped!

Another slap.

"Approaching others from behind in the middle of the night is scary, scary to death!"

Snapped!

"With such a powerful ability, if you don't control the President of the United States to provoke a world war, don't control Tony Stark to transfer money, and just use it to bully girls, is it worthy of your super power?"

Snapped!

"I just want to hit you, but I don't want to think of a reason."

Wow!

The purple man spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with a bunch of teeth.

The bad news is, all the teeth are gone.

The good news is, you don’t have to worry about tooth decay in the future.

Mike kicked the purple man away, and at the same time threw a kunai and pierced the purple man's chest.

Mike walked over slowly, looked down from a high position, and stepped on the struggling purple man with his foot.

"Do you want to talk, but you have difficulty breathing, chest pain, and hemoptysis? Don't worry, this is a traumatic pneumothorax. Generally, traumatic pneumothorax will not die as long as it is rescued in time. Unless it happens to be injured on the pulmonary artery. Guess, kunai Could it be piercing the pulmonary artery?"

"Oh, it seems to be a coincidence. Now I have to pull out the kunai. It will be very painful. Bear with it... There is a little boy who is only six years old and was hit by a gun in the same part."

puff!

Blood splattered.

"Guess again, will you die of excessive blood loss, or will you die of suffocation due to internal bleeding blocking the trachea."

"You..." Zi Ren opened his mouth with difficulty, but nothing came out.

Mike continued: "You shouldn't have chosen such a secluded street to take action. No one will control you, no one will hold you hostage..."

Many gangsters poked their heads in this direction from a distance and saw the apple green Lamborghini parked on the roadside. A trace of greed flashed in their eyes, but no one dared to approach.

"You must be wondering why I'm not under control..." As he spoke, Mike suddenly stopped.

The purple man lying on the ground turned blue, and his eyes had lost the look of life.

"It looks like he died of suffocation."

"I've been talking a lot today, but I still don't have a clear idea."