[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-the-villain":3,"chapter-marvel-the-villain-marvel-the-villain-chapter-198":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: The Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1085879,1417,"Chapter 198 Lead","marvel-the-villain-chapter-198",198,"\u003Cp>New York, Joker Organization Safe House.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like any other day, Jason was at the table eating breakfast, flipping on the news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Paris Massacre was all anyone, anywhere, was talking about. TV, social media... It was a global shitstorm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the screen, some CNN cunt was standing live in front of the smoking, black skeleton of Notre Dame. That 800-year-old pile of bricks was now just... rubble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph. Good fuckin’ job,\" Jason smirked, sipping his coffee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one mission had put the Joker Organization on the global map. All those pricks who’d only ever seen them on TV finally got a personal taste of real terror. And his reputation... it was skyrocketing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! [Burn Notre Dame] mission complete. Reward: 20,000 Villain Points. Current progress: 49,000 \u002F 47,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Congratulations Host, you have reached Level 48. Reward: 10 Attribute Points. Current progress: 2,000 \u002F 48,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Level: 48 (12,470 \u002F 47,000)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Remaining Attribute Points: 0]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Accomplices: A-Train, T-X... (Next Recruitment reputation: 10,000,000)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Points: 1,534,740]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Rechargeable Points: 0]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Abilities: Combat Mastery (Lv 10), Driving Mastery (Lv 10), Firearms Mastery (Lv 10), Cold Weapon Mastery (Lv 10), Superpower ’Energy Absorption’ (Lv 2)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Shop: Click Here]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One. Fucking. Level. Left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason tipped his head back and drained the cup, his eyes lit with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news finished blabbing about the church and the stolen painting and moved on to the Eiffel Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turns out, French intelligence had figured out the Eiffel Tower attack wasn’t his guys. It was some Russian stowaway, Ivan Vanko, who had a personal beef with Tony Stark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the real kicker? This Vanko could also build a goddamn arc reactor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew that was Stark’s signature gold mine, built by his old man. But now, some rando with a vendetta shows up also knowing the secret recipe? The media was having a field day, and everyone was starting to connect the dots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screen showed cell phone footage from inside the restaurant. The fight wasn’t some epic, drawn-out brawl... In ten seconds, Tony one-shotted the poor bastard. They weren’t even in the same league.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the video, Jason’s eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark’s suit... it was different. The arc reactor, specifically. The power output... It was a quantum-leap from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn.That wasn’t just an upgrade. That was a whole new generation of tech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason had to admit, he was impressed. And he really wanted that new reactor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conveniently, the news anchor reported that Ivan Vanko was in a French prison, and the French government was refusing America’s extradition request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fucking obviousness of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The French government’s little plan was plain as day. They wanted to sweat Vanko for the arc reactor secrets, desperate to get off America’s military leash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too bad, assholes. I’m taking it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason said. He immediately got on the line with Chloe and had her patch him through to Franklin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paris, Four Seasons Hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franklin and A-Train had been up half the night stashing the Mona Lisa. They were dead asleep, snoring like motherfuckers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BZZZ! BZZZ! BZZZ!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phone on the pillow started buzzing its ass off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franklin, eyes still shut, fumbled for it, hit \"answer,\" and mumbled into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Franklin!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that voice, they were both wide awake in one second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boss!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason laughed on the other end. \"Sorry to wake you, princesses. I’ve got a new mission for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franklin shot up in bed. \"Boss, just say the word!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you see the news about the Eiffel Tower?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A little last night. Just that some crazy motherfucker tried to gank Tony Stark and got his own ass kicked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right, that’s the guy. He’s in a French prison right now. Your job is to break him out and bring him to New York.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it, boss!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. I’ll let you get back to your beauty sleep. Need anything, call Chloe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason hung up. Franklin turned to A-Train, told him the new plan, and they flipped on the TV to catch up on the local news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the Four Seasons, a dozen military armored vehicles were surrounding the hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several high-ranking government officials, backed by a hundred GIGN commandos, stormed the lobby. And Helen, their little guide, was with them, looking terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She probably never dreamed that the \"sugar daddy\" she’d hooked up with on Facebook was of the most wanted terrorist in the country.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sirs, what is... what is all this?\" The hotel manager just about shit himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead official flashed his badge. \"Manager, I need yesterday’s complete surveillance footage. Now. And prepare several rooms. We need to question your staff. Individually.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The manager nodded frantically. \"Yes, of course! This way!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They split into three teams. One to the security room. One to round up the staff for interrogation. The last team, led by Helen, went straight to Franklin’s suite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them, watching the news, just looked at each other and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franklin went to the door. Through the peephole, he saw Helen, standing there like a Judas goat. No one else was visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Helen! Hey!\" Franklin swung the door open, all smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helen looked nervous, forcing her own smile. \"Mr... Mr. Clinton. You look well-rested.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franklin let her in, shrugging. \"Rested? Sure. Too bad the whole city’s on fire. Kinda kills the vacation vibe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helen looked awkward. \"I... I’m so sorry Paris left such a bad impression. But... I was just talking to the staff downstairs. They... they said you went out around 6 PM yesterday?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at him, hard, trying to catch a twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Franklin’s expression didn’t change. He just looked confused. \"6 PM? Nah. Your staff must be seeing things. We were right here, dead to the world, all night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really? Oh... okay. They must be wrong, then,\" Helen said, sitting down, starting some awkward small talk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Down in the security room, the techs had the footage. They’d split it up and were scrubbing through the whole day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, they never left the room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you sure? Did you miss anything?\" The official snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Absolutely impossible, sir,\" The tech said, 100% certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And... the other team? The staff interrogations?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing, sir. Everything’s clean.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officials let out a long, frustrated sigh. Their best and only lead had a solid alibi. It was a goddamn dead end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gentlemen. Need a hand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a voice came from the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can read advance Chapters and view R-18 images of the characters on pat reon page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pat reon.com\u002FGreenBlue17\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>500 power stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Top 50. 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