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I Am in Marvel with Unlimited Cards

During the Second World War, Kyle looked at Captain America standing straight and proud before him. Suddenly, a series of skill cards appeared. 「Pistol Master」 「Martial Arts Master」 「Shield Defense Master」 「Super Soldier Serum」 Which skill card do you wish to extract? “Wait… what? This golden finger… you must be pulling my leg! Not only skill cards but I can also extract super-powered skills like the Super Soldier Serum? Mother of God… what is this?!” (Hey Guys, I am retranslating this novel here and I will try to quickly reach the chapters that had been already translated on other websites. For everyone's confirmation, I am translating it with my own efforts and I am not copying it from other websites. So give me your reviews and tell me if you like it)

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Chapter 354 Nighttime Crime Shouts

"Crime...?" Eddie's eyes widened in astonishment as he cautiously glanced at the three burly men. Seeing they hadn't noticed, he lowered his voice and said, "Master, are you serious?"

"Is there a reason not to be?" Caesar seemed slightly displeased with Eddie's level of trust. Opening his tiny mouth, he shoved half a chicken leg inside, puffing up his cheeks like balloons as he mumbled an explanation.

"They all have firearms and knives concealed around their waists. Although their coats hid them, I couldn't mistake the slight bulge around their waists as they entered. Furthermore, once inside the restaurant, they subtly glanced toward the cash register and the cameras. They also carry a faint smell of blood, indicating they may have a criminal record involving violence."

Eddie nodded silently. By the time Caesar was halfway through his explanation, he was already inclined to believe the assessment. Though his face remained calm, he lifted the glass of beer and sipped it slowly, subtly observing the three suspicious individuals from the corner of his eye.

"Black Demon, not coming out tonight?" Caesar blinked innocently with his large, adorable eyes, his innocent face wearing a somewhat mischievous smile as he glanced sideways at Eddie.

Eddie sighed softly. "Let's hope they're lucky. After all, aren't you under the protection of the Carl Family as a temporary worker? Try not to stir unnecessary trouble!"

"You worry too much. With the temporary worker status protected by the Carl Family, a few criminals are nothing," Caesar replied disinterestedly, continuing to drink his cola without even belching, merely enjoying the stimulating sensation. His eyes curved into crescents of delight, transforming the soda into lifeform energy as it entered his stomach.

Even Eddie, accustomed to quests involving murder and arson, couldn't help but feel a little uneasy hearing Caesar speak so casually about killing. He complained under his breath, "Come on, Master, don't make killing sound as mundane as squashing ants!"

Although he appeared innocent and angelic on the outside, Caesar harbored thoughts as sinister as those of a demon from hell.

"Isn't it, though?" Caesar snorted lightly, his small face devoid of humanity, unlike his original body with its godlike genetic enhancements. Compared to his main body, the secondary body he possessed already had a significant amount of humanity.

"Alright, let's finish up and go back," Eddie urged, but Caesar continued to leisurely enjoy his food. He realized that he wasn't actually hungry before; he simply wanted to taste the nutrients and energy provided by Earth's native foods, mixed with various impurities other than pure energy like darkness and sunlight.

Half an hour later.

It was already 11 PM, and half of the customers in the restaurant had left, leaving only three or four tables, including Eddie's, still dining.

At a table near the entrance, the three burly men sat shoulder to shoulder, drinking vodka as if it were water. After a short while, their necks and faces turned red, and they began talking loudly, their conversation becoming increasingly vulgar and inappropriate, revolving around topics like women and smuggling, disregarding the other diners around them.

Anne, sitting at the adjacent table, furrowed her brow slightly, whispering a few words to her male colleague. The male colleague, evidently infatuated with Anne, had managed to ask out the most beautiful female colleague among the new recruits in the company. However, the three burly men at the neighboring table were ruining the atmosphere.

"I'll pay the bill. Let's reschedule next time," the male colleague reluctantly agreed, and Anne quickly grabbed her stylish handbag, trying to avoid eye contact with the burly men at the neighboring table as she hurried towards the door in her high heels.

"Oh!"

As she passed by the neighboring table, Anne exclaimed in surprise, stumbling slightly. It turned out that one of the men had placed his foot in the aisle, accidentally tripping her.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, woman?" The man, having been stepped on by Anne's high heels, winced in pain as he stood up, glaring at Anne with a menacing look in his dark eyes.

Anne managed to steady herself by grabbing onto the table edge, avoiding a fall. She lowered her head and quickly apologized.

"Huh?" The man exclaimed in confusion, staring at Anne with wide eyes.

Anne, a recent graduate from the local university, exuded youthful vitality. With her blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin, dressed in a formal office uniform paired with black silk high heels, her already beautiful face seemed even more alluring under the dim, ambiguous lighting.

Especially after the stimulation of alcohol, her unique allure to males became even stronger.

Not just the second man, but all three of the burly men couldn't take their eyes off Anne, feeling a surge of desire coursing through their bodies.

"This girl is too hot," The third man licked his lips, his eyes wandering over Anne's curves, his eyes gleaming with a faint green light. Having spent five years in prison, he had no resistance to a young beauty like Anne.

Seeing the three men staring at her with predatory eyes, Anne's delicate face turned pale, and she couldn't help but step back. "I-I'm leaving now, it's nothing..."

"Don't go!" the Boss said, grabbing Anne's wrist with his large hand, revealing a row of dark yellow teeth as he spoke. "You injured our Brother, so you should apologize properly."

"Yeah," the other two chimed in, their intentions clear as they joined in.

"You!" Anne's face turned completely white as she looked around for help from her male colleague.

The male colleague, dressed in a suit, hesitated, biting his lip. However, seeing Anne's helpless and delicate gaze, he thought it was a perfect opportunity to gain her favor. Summoning his courage, he stepped forward and shouted, "Please let her go..."

"Bang!"

A loud gunshot rang out, cutting off the male colleague's words and freezing him in place. He reached for his left chest abruptly, looking down to see his hand covered in warm blood. His eyes widened in disbelief before he collapsed backward onto the ground.

Anne's eyes widened in horror, filled with disbelief as she watched her colleague, who had been chatting with her just moments ago, suddenly turn into a lifeless corpse.

The third man retracted his hand holding the gun, bringing it close to his mouth and lightly blowing away the lingering smoke.

After a moment of silence in the restaurant, screams erupted from the customers, filling the entire space. Both the staff and the patrons wanted to flee to the exit.

"Bang!" The third man fired another shot into the ceiling, glaring coldly at the people in the restaurant. "Everyone get under the tables. If anyone dares to move or call the police, they'll eat a bullet!"

Then, he turned to the Boss and the second man, half-drunk and half-serious, and said, "Boss, let's have some fun tonight, shall we?"

Boss exchanged a glance with the third man, then looked at Anne, swallowing hard. They burst into knowing laughter.

"Someone, please help me!" Anne's eyes were red, her hand caught by the Boss and her other hand by the second man. The strength of the two men made it impossible for her to break free.

"You guys go out and have some fun first. I'll watch over the folks here. We'll play with them later," Another Man said with the gun in his hand, showing loyalty to his comrades.

"Good brother." The Boss couldn't hold back anymore, dragging Anne, who was crying and pale, out of the door.

Third Man held the gun, standing at the door, coldly watching the people in the restaurant who were mostly crouching with their heads down. Anyone who dared to resist or call the police would be met with a bullet.

At this moment, at a table in the corner.

Eddie clenched his fists with anger, his forehead bulging with veins as he said, "Master, I can't stand it anymore!"

With no response, Eddie glanced to the side in astonishment, only to find the table empty except for leftover food. Caesar's figure was nowhere to be seen.

(End of this chapter)

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