The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 185 Gathering
In fact, it is not difficult to find him. After all, George is a serious person and he is very conspicuous among this group of "hippies".

Yang Le soon spotted a man wearing a shirt who looked out of place among the people around him. Judging from his hair color and body shape, it was obviously George. However, what surprised Yang Le was that George did not behave like a drunkard.

He sat at the bar with his arms and legs spread out, glancing at the glass cabinet opposite George. He could see his face clearly through the reflection. Yes, it was indeed George. Although the reflection didn't make it very clear, that was definitely not the look a drunk man should have.

And George was not alone. Next to him was another black-haired strong man who was of the same strength as him. The two of them sitting together looked very intimidating. Not to mention hippies, even gangsters didn't want to mess with them.

"What's wrong, Frank?" George held the wine glass in one hand and was about to take a sip when he noticed something strange about his companion.

"Someone is watching us." The strong man named Frank reminded George.

Yang Le could observe George through the reflection in the glass, so Frank must be able to see Yang Le as well. George put down his wine glass heavily, wanting to see who was causing trouble for him.

When he turned around and saw Yang Le, he was stunned. He swallowed back the question that was on the tip of his tongue and replaced it with another sentence.

"Harpy?"

"Um, hello Uncle George." Yang Le was a little embarrassed and subconsciously raised his hand to say hello.

"You're back?" Unlike what Yang Le expected, George did not get furious, nor did he ignore him coldly. Instead, he was very calm and waved his hand to call Yang Le over.

"Come do it over here."

Yang Le did not refuse. He walked over to George and sat down. Frank looked at Yang Le through George with an aggressive look.

"Would you like something to drink?" George called the bartender over.

"I don't know either. Please help me decide." Yang Le said. It was his first time in this place.

"Then have a Coke." Seeing Yang Le like this, George knew that he had never drunk alcohol.

"Sugar-free or regular."

"Regular is fine," Yang Le replied. Sugar-free? Even dogs wouldn't drink it!
The bartender had a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with someone coming to the bar to drink Coke. He poured a glass of Coke politely and handed it to Yang Le.

"Is it normal to drink Coke in a bar?" Yang Le asked.

"Even if you want a milkshake, I can serve it to you." The bartender replied while wiping the glass.

"Believe me, these mercenaries are quite strange. Some even ordered strawberry sundaes. The most important thing is that they all support me, so I naturally have to meet their little requests."

"Love you! TJ!" Someone immediately responded at the bar, but it was a man.

Faced with such a supportive guest, TJ naturally had to respond enthusiastically.

"FKY!" TJ responded with his middle finger raised.

Ignoring the excitement over there, George pulled Yang Le aside and started a conversation with him, asking and answering questions.

"When did you come back?"

"Just now, I went to see Aunt Mei, and she told me a lot of things."

"Oh, it seems you know everything."

George picked up the cup and took a sip, the amber liquid being drained in one gulp.

"I see, but there's something wrong. Aunt Mei told me you were drinking."

"At first, yes," George admitted with a nod.

"But then someone woke me up."

George said, pointing to the dark-haired burly man beside him.

"Meet Frank Custer." Frank's right hand passed around George and stretched out.

"Yang Le." Yang Le shook Frank's hand. The name of the Punisher was still well-known to him, but judging from his attire, he should not be called the Punisher at this moment.

"Frank was originally from the NYPD like me, but he quit and became a private investigator. He was also the one who hired Mei and the others to watch over me."

George punched Frank and laughed. "But this bastard beat me up on his first day in office. I really should tell May and have them file a complaint against you."

Frank just grinned and didn't pay any attention to George's teasing.

"Uncle George." Yang Le stopped the two from teasing each other.

"What do you think about Gwen?"

"I was just about to tell you this." George moved his butt, turned his body towards Yang Le, and said seriously.

"Happy, you are like Gwen, aren't you also a little different?"

"Yes." Yang Le admitted it frankly.

"Then I'd like to ask you to come over and help me." George's tone was pleading.

"You should also know that those people are not something that ordinary people can deal with. Our strength may not be enough, but..."

"I agree." Yang Le said directly without waiting for George to finish.

"I'm glad you agreed to this." George raised his eyebrows, and it was obvious that he was very happy, but he continued to speak.

"But you should still think about it carefully. That group of people destroyed an entire street."

"I'm here for this." Yang Le said firmly.

"You shouldn't underestimate a man, George." Frank put his hand on George's shoulder to stop George from saying the next word.

"Even after hearing the whole story, he still came to you. That shows he's prepared."

"Okay." George nodded and stood up.

"Come with me, this is not the place to talk, we have other accomplices waiting to see you."

Following George and Frank out of the bar and into the car, they arrived at their destination in a short while.

"We're here." George left the court first. He had been drinking, so Frank was driving.

Yang Le also got out of the car, and when he looked up he saw the eye-catching sign - Austen Enterprises.

"You should be able to guess who our other accomplices are." George patted Yang Le's shoulder.

"That's not hard to guess." Yang Le said with a smile.

As Yang Le expected, when he followed George and Frank into the elevator and reached the top floor of the building, he saw two familiar faces.

"Hi! Peter, Harry." Yang Le greeted.

"Harpy!" Peter and Harry said in unison, but Peter was more excited.

Peter put down the work at hand and jumped to Yang Le's side. It was obvious that he was not a normal person.

"You look the same as before." Peter was about to give Yang Le a hug when he was stopped by Harry who was following behind him.

"You've crossed the line, Peter. You can't be the first one Harpy hugs," Harry said seriously.

"Ah? Yes, yes, yes!" Peter immediately realized that Harry was talking about Gwen.

"You are quite different from before." Yang Le shook his head and ignored the two people's teasing.

Not to mention Peter who was injected with the Lizardman potion, Harry who was able to keep up with his movements must be abnormal.

"During puberty, we've grown a bit." Harry said with a smile, then pointed to George and Frank behind Yang Le.

"Uncle George and the others also developed for the second time."

(End of this chapter)