The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

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"I-I want to ask you a favor..." Frank seemed to be not used to asking for help, and he stuttered when he spoke.

After listening for a long time, Angelo finally understood.

"You mean you want me to help you revive your son?" Angelo said to Frank, "Sorry, I was shocked, I thought you were going to ask me for today's reward, if you don't want money, you will die. Can."

Angelo looked at Frank who suddenly became a little excited, "However, man, don't get excited, I will tell you first, if you want to resurrect your son, first of all, your son's body must remain relatively intact, otherwise , you have also seen what happened to the head of the unlucky guy before.

Secondly, even if your son is resurrected, his life will be fixed with me, and he will be completely under my control. Of course, I will not control a child, but if one day I die suddenly, your son's body will be lost. The respawn effect will also disappear. Although it is unlikely that I will die..."

Angelo's rebirth skill sounds good, but the actual conditions are indeed a bit harsh. Therefore, it is better to let Frank, as a father, think about it clearly. Angelo doesn't want to do bad things with good intentions.

Frank's excited and expectant eyes quickly calmed down, and he lowered his head and thought silently.

After a while, Frank made up his mind, gritted his teeth and raised his head again, "Okay, please help me resurrect my son!"

For him, hope is better than no hope. Isn't the reason why he still keeps his son's body in the cold storage of the hospital mortuary because he still has some unrealistic fantasies?

As for his wife... Frank's wife didn't even have a complete body left under the attack of those gangsters, so she was buried early.

Now that Frank, the father, has thought about it, Angelo has nothing to hesitate, "Okay, then you bring your son's body over today, we just happen to do it again at night to see if we can lead to Lady Death, I have something I want to "talk" to her."

Frank returned to his taciturn appearance and nodded silently.

By this time it was morning.

Uncle Long has already prepared the ingredients for the morning, and is going to go to the backyard to exercise after they come down on the 1st.

"Steve, I think you should return the lid to me?" Uncle Long walked to Steve and reached out to Steve to ask for the lid in his hand, "Without the lid, a I can't even cook."

Steve held the pot cover reluctantly. The pot cover gave him a better feeling than the shield made of Edman alloy that Howard had made for him. In addition to not being able to absorb kinetic energy like sound-absorbing steel, it could also Speed ​​up your recovery. After a while, the injury that was just hit by the bone dragon has already recovered!

As a soldier, even a soldier who thinks he should retire, but when he sees a good and suitable weapon, he is naturally reluctant to return it, but his outrageous moral values ​​still bind him, making him unable to advance at all. Thinking of playing a rogue, he could only hold the pot lid tightly in his hand and pursed his lips.

Uncle Long looked at Steve's expression with a funny look, and couldn't help but said with a smile, "Hey! Steve, don't do this, I'll give it back to you after I finish cooking, and then I'll go out and buy it again during the day. A pot lid is replaced, but you will pay for it!"

Steve quickly nodded at Uncle Long gratefully, took off the pot lid from his arm, and gave it back to Uncle Long. "Okay, I'll pay. I think it's enough for my pension to buy one pot. Uncle Long, please buy the best one!"

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Angelo did not continue to sit down with them in the hall, he was already yawning constantly.

After handing the bone dragon Ma Yinglong in his hand to No. 1, who had already woken up, he said hello to everyone and went upstairs, intending to go back to sleep again.

It's all the damned wolf gang, the hand union, if it weren't for them, their biological clocks are very regular, and they can be regarded as a model of health preservation, how could they stay up late! When I get up, I will take Ma Yinglong to find them. Don't they want keels? I hope they don't die too fast!

Angelo hated the Wild Wolf Gang and the Hand Club so much, not because he was angry at the other party for coming to him for trouble. He was a rookie who could shoot one at a time, and it could be called trouble. He was angry at the other party. He came to harass him in the middle of the night, causing him to not even sleep well!

In fact, according to Angelo's original physical attributes, he has already surpassed the level of human beings, not to mention after picking up Lady Death's wool, even if he does not sleep for a week, there is no problem, but he is used to sleeping on time every day, right For him, eating and sleeping on time is a way to enjoy life.

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By the time Angelo got up again, it was already afternoon.

Angelo went downstairs and planned to find Uncle Long for a bite to eat. After he was full, he went to seek revenge.

As a result, after he went downstairs, he saw Tachibana and the bone dragon fighting together.

Of course, the orange seat and the bone dragon seem to be just playing around, which can be seen from the fact that the bone dragon did not reveal its true body and broke through the church.

Little Gary was clapping her hands and cheering for both sides.

Of course, if only the master's daughter hadn't looked at herself with that drooling expression, which made the dragon horrified.

Angelo walked over and stroked Xiao Jiali's long smooth hair with a smile, not caring about her skipping class today.

Hulk was left by the bone dragon to punch and vomit blood yesterday. As a whole, Dr. Banner needs to cultivate, and naturally there is no way to stop Xiao Jiali from skipping class.

Of course, this sentence would have been more convincing if Dr. Banner hadn't been in good spirits and Dr. Eason in the backyard researching the dark gold coins that Angelo gave them for free.

The two poor doctors just took advantage of the fact that Hulk was beaten and vomited blood, and they just found a reason to give themselves a day off, so that they could get out of the torture of teaching little Jiali...

It really answered that sentence, people and ghosts are all resting, and only Hulk is being beaten.

The little girl at the bar, Steve, was sitting at the bar and playing with her mobile phone. She was addicted to the Internet and couldn't help herself. When she saw Angelo coming down, she just nodded and gestured, and then continued to surf the Internet with her head down.

As for the lid of his cauldron, it was leaning against the bar and placed at his feet. It seemed that he had bought a new cauldron for Uncle Long.

Anyway, no one came to him to order a drink, and he was idle when he was idle.

"Uncle Long, get me something to eat!" Angelo shouted to Uncle Long in the kitchen, then sat down at the table. Then he turned to Steve and asked, "Steve, what about Frank? Didn't he say he wanted me to help him resurrect his son? Could it be that he is still in the mood to go back to the construction site to move bricks?"

"He went out in the morning. He said he was going to be busy, but he didn't say what to be busy." Steve said without hesitation, while his fingers kept typing on the screen, and he didn't know what to do. Who are you chatting with.

"Oh, okay." Angelo didn't care, anyway, Frank was not a child, and he always had a perverted murderous look in his eyes. It's not that he was worried that something would happen to him, but that others would not mess with him.

Uncle Long smiled and served a freshly prepared meal. Angelo just moved his chopsticks when he heard a blast of deafening rock music.

Stark fell from the sky wearing a gold-red armor!

"Hey! Little Hired Dragon! Let's try again!" Stark shouted to the church while standing on the street wearing Mark's armor.

As a result, the little bone dragon ignored him at all, and instead put down the unlovable orange seat that had been held in his mouth by it.

Like a puppy, he rushed to Angelo's side, biting Angelo's trousers and pulling him out.

Angelo listened to the deafening music on the interface outside, and then looked down at the bone dragon that kept biting his trousers. He could only helplessly put down the chopsticks in his hand and walked out.

Angelo picked up the little bone dragon and walked to the door of the church and said to Stark, "Man, can you not be so flamboyant next time you come? Look, the workers around are no longer working, and they are all here to see you."

With that said, Angelo pointed to Stark to the workers who came to watch the fun at the construction site next to him. When he saw Angelo pointing to them, these former gangsters all dispersed.

Compared with watching the fun, his nickname is more important. After all, Mr. Father is an existence that even those gang bosses should be in awe of.

Stark watched the gangsters put away their mobile phones, but instead said triumphantly to Angelo, "How? This is my improved Mark 5! I specially added the function of the speaker."

"Does your improvement just install a sound on this armor?" Angelo looked at Stark in surprise.

"Yeah, otherwise, the defense of this suit is enough. If it's offensive, I can't put a nuclear bomb on it, right?" Stark asked back to Angelo.

"..." Angelo was speechless for a while.

The defense is indeed enough. The material of this suit is still cast from the dark gold coins provided by Angelo to Stark. The attack power is also loaded with enough micro missiles and laser cannons on this suit.

But he always felt that it would be a pity if the various models of Mark's suits in the middle and later stages of the movie would end here.

"Man, why don't you try nanotechnology? Like a suit that can be turned into a folded alley or something? Nanotechnology should help the suit shrink enough for you to carry around, after all... when you take it off Just a weak chicken."

Angelo has been traveling to the Marvel Universe for several years, and he can't remember exactly when Stark applied nanotechnology to his battle suit in the movies of his previous life.

However, this direction must be right, Angelo doesn't mind giving Stark a hint.

In the end, who knows, Stark said, "Man, are you kidding me? The current nanotechnology has just started, and it can't be applied in practice at all..."

"Huh? Okay, buddy." Angelo shrugged. He thought he might have misremembered. Maybe Stark applied nanotechnology to his suit a few years later. ? "I don't understand anyway, let's go in and talk, Mr. Stark the genius."

"Okay, man, but you can still know about nanotechnology, it really surprises me, I remember you've always been a tech idiot..." Stark looked at Anqi strangely as he walked with Angelo into the church. Luo.

"Hey! Dude! I'm just against the development of artificial intelligence, and I'm not a primitive!" Angelo wanted to hammer Stark's shoulder in dissatisfaction.

As a result, Stark jumped away and stared vigilantly at the little bone dragon he was holding in his hand.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Man, keep that little guy in your hands away from me! He's too dangerous!"

Angelo put the little bone dragon on the ground again, and kicked him lightly, letting him play by himself, "What? Dude? Are you two having a holiday? This little guy is still a child. made it."

Stark opened his mouth, trying to say something but couldn't.

Still a child? Whose child can defuse a bomb and bite off his ass?

He can't say that after he came here this morning, he saw this strange little guy, who was a bit cheap, and went to tease the little bone dragon, and the little bone dragon almost bit his **** off?

"Stark came in the morning, but he teased the little bone dragon, and his pants were bitten, so he should go back and change his pants just now." Fortunately, when Steve saw Stark coming back at this time, he put down his hand On the phone, he came over with a glass of freshly prepared wine and put it in front of Stark.

Angelo then understood what was going on.

He looked at Stark amusingly. Don't think about it, according to Stark's mean-spirited character, Stark must have provoked the little bone dragon first. Fortunately, Angelo gave the little bone dragon an order not to hurt people before going to bed, otherwise Stark would have become the food in the little bone dragon's mouth at this time.

Biting through his pants was just a warning to Stark.

Stark looked at Steve with an ugly expression and couldn't help defending, "Steve! You must have read it wrong! I just went back and studied what to do with your new shield! After all, your pot lid Just as stupid as some statue in the Metropolitan Museum!"

When it comes to his new shield, it is naturally impossible for Steve to chase and fight against Stark - although this pot lid is indeed very powerful, he also thinks that this shape is simply stupid!

But in order to cure Stark's bad mouth, Steve still shrugged, "Man, if you can taste this drink I just made, I might Forget about it completely."

Starka looked at the suspicious liquid in the glass in front of him and hesitated. In the end, I chose alcohol poisoning for my own face and possible alcohol poisoning!

He picked up the cup, gritted his teeth, and poured it down his throat like drinking poison.

"Steve, this glass of your wine...really good... ugh~"

At the end of the day, Stark couldn't bear the suspicious taste in the drink, and retched.

The ghost knows what suspicious ingredients Steve made this glass of wine, and Stark actually drank the taste of jujube and banana in this glass of wine!

It's like eating a fly drowning in soapy water! At that moment, he seemed to see the revolving light of life!

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