Transformers In Marvel Vol 2 Chapter 471: Just need to be expelled

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Good day

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Earth, seaside city.

As a retired pilot, Hal Jordan has been running from time to time.

"Ha, luck is really good."

Hal walked on the street, whistled at a beauty who was walking by, and slammed his eyes.

Hal has a strong body, which has something to do with him as a pilot a few years ago. It can also be regarded as the son of his father. His father is a pilot and he also became a pilot.

It's a pity that while flying a fighter plane, he did unauthorized stunts that caused the fighter plane to crash, and his love of flying career was also ruined.

Presumably, his parents who died were also very pleased. His father died in an airplane accident when he was young. Because his mother could not forgive him for continuing to serve as a pilot, he vowed not to see him again and died shortly afterward.

Well now, he is not a pilot anymore.

Howl's life is simply a miserable life, coupled with his dumbfounded and dumb character, which makes him a very dumb one, and he doesn't miss his boss when he was a pilot.

To be honest, Hal's character is too straightforward, and it is easy to lose face to the leader, and he will be fired if the leader loses face. Hal changed many jobs but was fired.

Even if Hal tried to be optimistic, he still couldn't hide the frustration of life.

But just a few hours ago, everything was different. A newly established flying company approached him and hired him as a flight stunt instructor.

In the words of the polite guy, "Mr. Hal Jordan, your talent on the flight is amazing. Although you have a bad experience in a flying accident, we believe that it was an accident. Our company hopes I can work with you and are willing to pay you millions of dollars in annual salary."

The most beautiful thing is the next sentence.

"If you want, we can sign a contract now and pay you a year's remuneration in advance."

One year! One million dollars!

All suspicions disappeared before the millions of huge sums of money arrived on the spot. Could it be that this company has teamed up with the bank to deceive him into a poor fellow? how is this possible?

He, Hal, the real-time has come!

The more he thought about it, the more excited Hal felt that he should buy himself a good car first. Thinking about this, he immediately took out his old cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, my dear Carol, your voice is still so charming, are you free tonight?... What? Invite you to dinner? No, no, you misunderstood, it's like this, I want to buy a car, You know that my credibility in the car dealership has fallen into a trough, and I desperately need someone to vouch for me...what are you scolding me for???"

Toot toot...

Hal looked at the phone with a bewildered look, confused. But it's nothing. Hal's most outstanding ability is a big heart, which can rival Erha.

Soon, he left the matter behind and happily walked into a house and dropped his clothes...

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"So, Hal's employment problem is solved?"

Downey rubbed his forehead, sat on the brown velvet sofa, and took a sip from a cup of tea.

"Yes, and we paid him a year's salary." The "polite" guy was standing upright in front of Downey, his imposing manner again, becoming like a dormant beast.

Yes, he is actually an undead soldier who has been injected with the serum.

"Yes, remember to prepare a few more planes for him, let him fall and play without incident, but pay attention to protect him, never let him die. Usually send a few fighters who are good at camouflage to protect his safety, he thought Do whatever you want, clubbing, picking up girls, drag racing, crashing airplanes... As long as you don't commit to breaking the law, you can do whatever you want. If you don't have enough money, you can give him money for various reasons, year-end awards, company benefits awards. , Put it in his arms."

Downey solemnly ordered.

"Yes!"

The soldier nodded and left at Downey's sign.

Downey buried his sturdy body in the soft sofa, lost in thought.

The tight black shirt revealed his rocky muscles and his meticulous eyes were thinking about something.

Hal Jordan, the original Green Lantern, was repaid in this way.

No, it can't be said to be a reward, but a small amount of compensation.

When Su just approached the solar system, he was noticed by Downey, and he arranged for Optimus Prime to go to Mars for the sake of green light.

Optimus Prime took away the green light ring that originally belonged to Hal, even if it was taken away by ability because Optimus Prime's will is definitely much stronger than Hal Jordan's.

But since Downey was capable, he would never suggest compensating Hal.

Hal didn't work? Downey arranged for him a very leisurely job. He flew a plane regularly, and he played casually, but he would fall off a few planes.

Anyway, it was the Decepticon warrior, who acted more realistically when the plane crashed, changed form, and was a little miserable.

How is not good at dealing with complex workplace communication? Can you fight with the sacred husky? It doesn't matter, Downey arranged the entire company's manpower and hired those professional veterans who are good at patience. Even if they pretend, they can have a good relationship with Hal and make Hal a happy life.

Howl is short of money? Pay attention to the changes in his account all the time, and he is almost out of money, find a reasonable excuse, such as timely appreciation of the company's stocks, etc., or a large group has invested in shares and blood, so that the company can reasonably send money to Hal.

Try to make Hal's future life full and satisfying, but Hal's safety at a high standard, and ensure that someone can save his life in the event of any disaster.

What's more, I'm almost helping Hal to pick up girls, such as creating various coincidences between him and Carol. For example, suddenly one car blocks Carol for a few seconds, another car is jammed, and several big guys are not careful. Squeeze Hal down and so on, making all kinds of "coincidences".

However, considering Erha's character, it is difficult to match it up to him.

Hell-level difficulty.

Downey has done everything he can, and no matter how much it is, it is not repaying and compensation, it is finding a dad, which is purely uncomfortable.

A familiar scent puffed up his nose. Wanda, dressed in red, sat beside Downey with a plate of snacks, and kissed him.

The space dog Cosmo wagged his tail and ran over~www.mtlnovel.com~ and leaped forward, wanting Wanda to kiss him too.

Downey glared, went up, and kicked it away.

Cosmo whimpered and went to chat with Criptoe who was basking in the yard with his tail clipped.

"What makes you so embarrassed, Doomsday?" Wanda asked.

"No, I personally arranged Hal Jordan, he is a very interesting guy," Downey said with a smile.

He didn't tell Wanda the details, it was just a small compensation to Hal.

After all, as far as he could, he could do it with his fingers, and he did it smoothly.

"Then have you figured out how to deal with the Ancient Destruction Day? That is a more terrifying enemy than the Sannomiya clone." Wanda looked worried.

"On the contrary, dealing with that monster is far easier than dealing with Sannomiya. We only need to expel him."

Downey said lightly.