Ulysses Crowe was one of the more famous bandits in the underworld.
His business included arms trafficking and human smuggling. He was considered one of the more powerful gang leaders.
Of course, compared to Kingpin and the Red Devil, there was still a huge gap.
After all, the Red Devil and Kingpin both developed in America, while Crowe mainly developed in Africa.
But very few people knew that Crowe actually came from a military family. His parents had worked for the government, and even he himself had a doctorate in physics.
He had once researched the science of sound in Holland and invented a special device that could convert sound into images. Later on, because he needed vibranium to enhance the power of his invention, he came to Wakanda to search for vibranium.
But when he found out that selling vibranium was more profitable than inventing?
Crowe's mentality couldn't help but change!
Of course, as the foundation of Wakanda, vibranium was not something that could be easily stolen. In 1992, Crowe had once gone to Wakanda, and with the help of a spy, he successfully stole 250 kilograms of vibranium.
But since then, Crowe had never succeeded.
He could only search for the missing vibranium from other parts of the world. On one hand, it was because vibranium was very valuable. Although he also sold arms, his profits were not as high as vibranium.
On the other hand, he needed vibranium to arm himself to prevent being killed by Wakanda.
Wakanda was a special country. Those who did not understand the country would only think that it was weak. But those who truly understood the country would understand that it was only the Wakanda they wanted the world to see, and not the real Wakanda.
Vibranium was a very special metal with magical properties. Through the research of vibranium, Wakanda's technology was at least 50 to 100 years ahead of the rest of the world.
Moreover, Wakanda was not truly a closed country. They had a special intelligence agency called PRIDE. Although it was not as powerful as S.H.E.L.D., a world-class secret service organization, it was much stronger than America's CIA.
Crowe had been fighting with the black devils from Wakanda all these years. He wanted to find a place with mountains and rivers to spend his money, but the problem was that it was not realistic.
Wakanda had been looking for trouble with him for years.
In order to defend against Wakanda's warriors, Crowe had no choice but to find more vibranium to equip himself. Then, Wakanda would have no choice but to attack Crowe again because of his crazy collection of vibranium. It was almost an endless cycle.
If Crowe was the main character, the next step would be to get rid of Wakanda and then use a large amount of vibranium to achieve his ambition of dominating the world and even the universe.
On a certain mystical website, there were simply too many of these types of novels. In short, it was just about mindless leveling up and fighting monsters.
But the problem was that Crowe wasn't the main character. How could someone who wasn't the main character get the script for the main character?
To be honest, it wasn't easy for him to survive until now.
Some time ago, Crowe was very irritable.
He reckoned that those bastards from Wakanda were going to find trouble with him again. The most annoying thing was that he hadn't found Vibranium for quite some time.
He wasn't sure if he could upgrade his equipment before the next Wakanda warrior found him.
And just when Crowe was extremely irritable, Lady Luck found him.
In the United States, and even in the world, a very famous information dealer, Red Devil, had a piece of information about vibranium that was worth no less than one billion US dollars. This attracted Crowe's attention.
The market price of vibranium was 10,000 US dollars per gram. One billion US dollars was 100 kilograms of vibranium. However, the market price of vibranium fluctuated. Plus, there was a lack of supply, so the price of vibranium would increase slightly.
But even so, it was at least 70 kilograms of vibranium.
Crowe was very excited. He collected some leftovers from the past and instantly sold the firearms that he didn't want. In the end, he collected 10 million US dollars and was ready to buy information from Red Devil.
However, what surprised him was that Red Devil actually came personally for a small business of 10 million US dollars.
In a remote tavern in New York, Raymond asked the bartender for three glasses and poured two glasses of whiskey for himself and Crowe. Then, the fat viper adjusted his gentleman's hat and stared at Crowe with a pair of greedy and sharp eyes.
"First of all, I have to say sorry, because I don't have any information about vibranium."
Crowe was stunned and didn't touch the glass that was already at his mouth. His eyes were gloomy. "What do you mean!"
To be honest, Crowe was very angry at this moment because he needed vibranium more than anyone else.
But other than anger, Crowe's heart was more frightened. If he didn't count the state apparatus, he was probably the man with the most vibranium in the world.
Demon-on-Demon?
This was the subconscious thought in Crowe's mind!
Crowe was ready to leave because this place made him feel uneasy.
But the next moment, the door of the tavern was pushed open. A man he didn't expect to appear here appeared in the tavern at this moment, and then under Crowe's astonished gaze.
The most famous star and director in the United States and the most notorious criminal master in the United States greeted each other happily. At the same time, under Raymond's signal, the bartender filled the third glass with milk.
Looking at Raymond and Nagini in front of him, Crowe's eyes were filled with doubt.
Crowe's eyes flashed with doubt. "What's going on?"
Raymond shrugged and pointed at Nagini. "I don't have any information about vibranium, but he does."
Nagini shook his head, sat down, and looked at Crowe. "I don't have any information about vibranium either, but you do."
Crowe was stunned. Then, he sneered and asked in return, "What?
"If I had information about vibranium, would I have come to Raymond?"
Najini shook his head. He looked at Klaw with a serious expression and slowly uttered a few words. "Wakanda, 1992. Do you need me to continue?"
"You know the location of Wakanda, and Wakanda has a lot of vibranium."
"Now you need vibranium, and I also need vibranium."
Crowe's eyes were filled with hesitation. He was thinking about a question. Was it Nagini or Raymond who wanted vibranium? If it was Raymond?
With Raymond's influence, he might be able to give it a try.
Then he saw Raymond shake his head. He took a sip of whiskey and leaned back on the chair like a lazy fat snake basking in the morning sun.
"Don't look at me, I don't have any thoughts about vibranium."
After confirming that Raymond had no thoughts about vibranium, Crowe's eyes were filled with disappointment.
A hint of disappointment flashed through Crow's eyes. Then, he rejected Najini without any hesitation. "Although I need vibranium, I need to live more."
Looking at the determination in Crowe's eyes, Nagini looked at him with a questioning look.
"Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"
Crowe's reaction was sincere. If there was Raymond, he wouldn't mind giving it a try, but there was only Nagini?
He didn't want to die in Wakanda, so Crowe said decisively, "I'm sure. If there's nothing else, can I leave?"
Raymond shrugged at Crowe's question and pointed at the tavern door not far away.
"Go ahead, the door is right there."
But just as he got up and was about to leave, Nagini stopped him. "Wait."
Crowe frowned and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. "What's the matter?"
He was afraid of Raymond, but that didn't mean he was afraid of Nagini.
It was just that Nagini didn't understand why so many people only remembered him as a director and a superstar, but didn't remember that he was actually the second shareholder of Stark Corporation and one of the top superhumans on Earth.
With a sigh, Nagini put down the glass of milk. He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over. "This is my business card. If you change your mind, you can call me."
Crowe looked at Nagini and smiled. His smile was full of disdain and contempt.
So he didn't take Nagini's business card. Instead, he made a cool face and left.
Looking at Crowe's back as he left?
The fat snake's smile was a little strange. "He's gone."
Looking at the business card in his hand, Nagini drank the milk in his glass. "I know."
Raymond looked at Nagini holding the business card with an empty glass. A smirk appeared on his face. "What do we do next?"
Nagini shrugged and looked a little helpless. "New York doesn't seem to be peaceful recently, right?
However, this Mr. Crow is quite lucky. He always manages to escape successfully during the process of a disaster. "
Raymond was taken aback, and the smile on his face became more and more friendly. "You're really a cold-blooded guy."
"Did I say something wrong?"
"You said you'd give me a Panama hat when you come back."
"Panama is in Central America, and I'm going to Africa."
"What are the local specialties of Africa?"
"How about elephant dung?"
"F * ck off!"