Chapter 479 It Must Be the Bando in My Trunk, Right?

Chapter 479 It must be the Bando in my trunk... right?

Leni left the restaurant with a livid face, took a taxi without looking back, and drove straight to the direction of Hell's Kitchen.

She gave the old man Pierce a chance, but the old man was still stubborn.

In this case, Leni was too lazy to deal with this guy anymore. She didn't know who would be the winner in the end of the dispute between SHIELD and Hydra.

But she was absolutely sure that the biggest loser must be Pierce!

With a sigh, Leni, who was sitting in the back seat of the taxi, suddenly noticed that the driver in front was secretly looking at her with the help of the rearview mirror.

As if he realized that his "peeping" was discovered, the driver awkwardly moved his eyes away, but then took advantage of Leni's eyes to look at Leni.

Knowing that she was recognized, Leni didn't care, put away the cold expression on her face, and replaced it with a friendly smile.

"Be careful, there's a pothole ahead."

The driver didn't expect Lainie to talk to him. He was stunned for a moment and quickly turned his attention back to the road.

However, it was too late to avoid the pothole at this time, and the car still bumped uncontrollably.

Clang!

"Ouch!"

Listening to the screams of pain from the back of the car, Lainie was stunned.

"Ah... Will you believe me if I say that I made that sound just now?"

The driver's timid voice came from the driver's seat, and his embarrassed expression was reflected in Lainie's eyes through the rearview mirror.

Laini couldn't help but narrow her eyes. She suddenly felt that the driver in front of her looked familiar.

Subconsciously, she deployed the active radar system to sense the trunk of the taxi, and Lainie's face couldn't help but show a bit of playfulness.

"I think you should be very clear about my identity."

Pretending to be serious and coldly reminding the driver, Lainie casually lifted her coat, revealing the P30L pistol still inserted in the holster at her waist.

Seeing the cold weapon on Lainie's waist through the reflection of the rearview mirror, the driver swallowed hard.

"Avengers."

After the battle in New York, coupled with the positive publicity of Stark Technology, Lainie and others have established a tall heroic image in the minds of New York City residents.

The driver naturally recognized the identity of the blonde beauty in his back seat. There is no doubt that she is Miss Lainie Stark who shined in that great crisis.

However, it is precisely because of this that he is so nervous and sweating at this time.

"It seems that the person behind just fainted. Your behavior has not reached the point of irreversibility, Mr. Dopinder."

The hands holding the steering wheel trembled, and the driver's eyes were full of panic.

Although it is not clear how the famous Miss Stark recognized him, it seems not so unreasonable when thinking of her identity as an Avenger.

"I, I just wanted to teach him a lesson..."

"Uh-huh, knock him out and put him in the trunk."

Laini had a playful look on her face, nodding as she described her method of committing the crime.

"Bandu is my love rival, he always harasses my female friends, so I followed someone's instructions and hit him with a stick, knocking him out..."

Dupont explained the matter in his curry-flavored English, and Lainie nodded repeatedly after listening.

"Well, okay, revenge on the love rival, hit him on the head with a blunt object to make him unconscious, and then put him in the trunk."

Looking at the driver who was already sweating profusely, Lainie's mouth curled up.

"Then what? Drive the car to the beach, throw the rival into the sea while he is unconscious to feed the sharks? Or drive the car directly to the scrapyard and let the hydraulic press there crush the car and the person?"

Unexpectedly, Lainie's warm lips would say such cold words. The driver couldn't help but shiver and denied repeatedly:

"No, no, no! I never thought about it. Mr. DP didn't tell me what to do next..."

"DP? Deadpool? Deadpool?"

Seeing the driver nodded in acknowledgement, Lainie said in her heart, as expected.

I really didn't recognize it wrong. The driver in front of me was the funny Indian taxi driver in the Deadpool series of movies.

Laini didn't pay much attention when she got in the car before, but the more she looked at it, the more familiar it looked. It wasn't until a strange sound came from the trunk of the taxi that Lainie remembered the identity of this person.

However, as a non-MCU character, didn't Deadpool say that he didn't join the Marvel 199999 universe before?

Or did that guy sneak up again when he didn't know?

"When did you see that guy?"

Compared to the unconscious Mr. Bando in the trunk, Lainie was obviously more interested in the appearance of Deadpool.

"Um, probably yesterday..."

The driver took another peek at Lainie through the rearview mirror and saw that Lainie knew Mr. Deadpool. He couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

He remembered that Mr. Deadpool also said that he was a superhero and a reserve member of the Avengers. In that case, Miss Stark might let him go for Mr. Deadpool's sake...

"Yesterday? Where did he go? Did he leave you any contact information?"

Laini narrowed her eyes and examined the driver, the threat in her eyes was self-evident.

Not daring to hide anything, the driver shook his head like a rattle.

"No, he just took my car to go around downtown New York yesterday, and finally took a photo under the Stark Building, oh no, now it should be the Avengers Building, and left..."

Taking photos?

Laini was a little confused, why did this guy take photos?

"That guy... couldn't he be here to check in?"

Thinking of that guy's temperament, Ryan in the ocean of consciousness gave a very likely answer.

After thinking for a moment, Lainie also felt that Ryan's statement made sense, and it really sounded like something that Deadpool could do.

He traveled thousands of miles through time and space to the downstairs of the Avengers Building, just to take photos, check in, and post an Instagram.

This kind of thing that looks stupid on others is perfectly reasonable on Xiao Jianjian.

"Did he say anything when he left?"

The driver frowned and recalled carefully for a while, then said thoughtfully:

"After he got off the car, I was going to send the next passenger. I don't remember the details, but I vaguely seemed to hear him say something like 'take a photo', 'for Logan', etc..."

Logan...

Laini finally showed a look of understanding on her face, and the driver secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this Miss Stark does know Mr. Deadpool.

Ryan: "So, that guy actually wanted to take a photo to show off to Wolverine, right?"

Little Lainie: "It should be showing off, right?"

Laini: "It's showing off for sure."

Shaking her head and throwing away the complaints in her mind, Lainie put away the hem of her coat and covered the pistol on her waist again.

"Since that guy ordered you, let's do this this time. Remember to send that guy back to a safe place. I don't want to see your name on the wanted list of the police tomorrow..."

To give Deadpool a face, Lainie did not intend to attack the driver and chose to warn him.

"Also, this is my business card. If Deadpool comes to you again next time, remember to call the phone above to inform me."

Seeing that the car had arrived near Uncle Ben's house in Hell's Kitchen, Lainie simply signaled the driver to stop in front and then handed the guy a business card.

"Uh, okay, I will notify you as soon as possible!"

Putting the business card into the interlayer of his wallet as if it were a treasure, the driver solemnly promised Lainie.

Nodding, pushing open the door and getting out of the car, Lainie glanced at the trunk of the taxi.

Giving the driver a look of "I'm watching you", he turned and walked towards Uncle Ben's house.

Being stared at by that look, the driver shuddered subconsciously, and only came back to his senses after Lainie walked away.

"Hey? Wait a minute, didn't she pay just now?"

After carefully recalling Lainie's actions when she got off the car, and searching the car again, the driver collapsed weakly on the driver's seat to make sure that Miss Stark had not left him the fare.

Looking at the figure that had long disappeared on the street, the driver wanted to cry but had no tears.

He knew Lainie's identity, but how could he dare to ask her for it?

Now, not only did he not earn the fare, but his own affairs were also exposed, and he had to send the guy in the trunk back...

Ah, my life, why is it so hard...