I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 9 I Love a Firewood
It was another morning, and Lin Hao was working out in the gym at the manor. He held a two-ton metal dumbbell in each hand, wore a special weight-bearing lining on his upper body, had metal particles tied to his thighs and calves, and even the shoes on his feet were weighted.

While jogging, hold the dumbbells up and down with both hands.

After arriving in America, Lin Hao no longer had to punch in at work like before. Every day he only had to use a video phone to remotely guide Yu Zhen, his assistant in the technical development department, and help him solve several research problems, so he had more time to practice.

"Lao Lin, Lao Lin." A non-standard Chinese voice came from outside.

A man in his thirties broke into Lin Hao's gym and spoke in Chinese with a strange tone: "I guess you are in the gym."

"Stop practicing now, something good is going to happen."

This man is named Bruce Lee, a third-generation Chinese born in the United States. His family has settled in San Francisco since after World War I and has some assets. In the past thirty years, he has accumulated a lot of wealth by taking advantage of the economic rise of his motherland. The total wealth of his family has reached hundreds of billions of dollars.

Bruce is of mixed Chinese and American descent. His father is Chinese and his mother is the daughter of a small consortium in California. It is a typical family marriage.

Bruce was named by his mother, and his grandfather also gave him a proper Chinese name - Li Heng, which was taken from the Qian Gua "Yuan Heng Li Zhen" in the "Book of Changes".

Yes, this is also the name of an emperor.

Although Bruce Lee was not destined to be an emperor, he was a playboy who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He could not wait to take part in actual combat as soon as the parts of his body became usable, so that he showed signs of being unable to do his job before he reached middle age.

A few years ago, by chance, he met Lin Hao, who had just arrived in San Francisco, and discovered that Master Lin knew magical qigong that allowed him to ride a horse at full speed. So he suddenly had many, many friends.

"What? Did you hook up with Anne Hathaway?" Lin Hao did not stop exercising.

Bruce is the type who likes to have more fun as he gets less skilled. He has always relied on spending money to pick up girls in the past, but not long ago he suddenly said that he had fallen in love with a female celebrity and planned to pursue her formally.

When Lin Hao saw the photo, he found that it was Anne Hathaway. He thought to himself, Bruce, you are not the Bruce who entered the alley from the next universe, so why can you rely on your strength to seduce "Catwoman"?
You are a fast boy who finished right after entering the competition, you have no strength at all.

"I'm still pursuing Annie. I didn't come here for this today." Bruce ran forward excitedly, intending to take the dumbbell from Lin Hao's hand, but it didn't move at all.

"There will be a nice dinner in Los Angeles tomorrow. The organizer will invite Tony Stark. Stark Industries' stock has skyrocketed recently. The consortium in California may be planning to get involved."

"Meat or vegetarian?" Lin Hao became a little horny.

"The first half is vegetarian, but the second half will be cleared and it will become sexy once the reporters leave." Bruce chuckled, "In order to please Tony Stark, they will spend a lot of money and pick the youngest and most beautiful girls in Hollywood."

Lin Hao stopped jogging, gently put down the dumbbells, walked up to Bruce and held out his hand: "Where's the invitation?"

"Hey, how can we miss Master Lin's invitation?" Bruce showed a smile that every man can understand, took out an invitation and handed it over: "Your name is not only known in San Francisco now, the entire upper class circle in California wants to invite you back to help liven up the atmosphere."

"It just so happens that I have recently developed a new thing." Lin Hao took off his weights, brought Bruce to the study, and solemnly took out a jade bottle carved from jadeite from the safe.

The emerald green jade bottle is carved with exquisite cloud patterns, which seem to be flowing in the sunlight.

Lin Hao pulled out the cork from the jade bottle, and a faint fragrance floated out.

Bruce, who was standing beside him, just took a sniff and soon felt a warm current rising from his lower abdomen, just like the feeling he had when he first saw the beautiful maid taking a bath more than ten years ago.

"Oh my god!" Bruce moved as fast as lightning and snatched the jade bottle, only to see a dark red pill in the bottle.

"It's like this just by smelling it, how can I eat it?"

"I don't recommend you take it. The effect of this pill is too strong. It's best to use an incense burner to release its scent. This pill alone can support an entire banquet."

After Lin Hao got Stephen Chow's "I Love a Chai", he immediately knew the composition of the medicine and then analyzed the production method.

This little pill is indeed worthy of Master Xing's praise. Just one sniff is enough to make you unable to resist. "I'll take the pill first. I have to talk to the organizer. With such a good gimmick, this banquet will definitely be a great success." Bruce was eager to try.

"Remember not to eat it, otherwise I will go to the morgue to find you." Lin Hao did not forget to remind him.

"I know. I'll pick you up tomorrow."

At the same time, on the other side of San Francisco, Phil Coulson, who had rushed over from New York, was leading a team to the scene of the "Black and White War" yesterday evening. In fact, they had already arrived last night, but were empty-handed.

Will Fortson had been taken away by the Air Force. Jack Bryan was quick to act and was not caught by the military, but he did not return to the San Francisco Police Department either.

As soon as Coulson arrived, he led his men straight to Brian's house, but found nothing.

They had no choice but to send people to negotiate with the Air Force while having the scene cordoned off, hoping to find something valuable.

Now is the critical moment for him to be promoted to level 8 agent. If he goes back empty-handed, how can he get promotion and salary increase?
You know what, he actually found something.

"Boss, you need to see this." Biochemist Jemma Simmons walked towards Phil Coulson holding a tablet.

"We found some hair at the scene. It was the hair of a black panther and a great white bear. After analysis, I found that the cells in the hair were particularly active. The gene chain belongs neither to animals nor to humans... No, it should be said that their main genes still belong to humans, but have been strengthened in some way."

"The most amazing thing is that their genes can be destroyed and reorganized again. There is a powerful energy in their cells. I tried to use technical means to catalyze this energy. As a result, their hair changed color and became tougher. I couldn't cut it even with a sharp alloy knife."

"You mean..." Coulson understood: "Can these two super-powered people evolve further?"

“Yes, they have the potential.”

Jemma Simmons handed Coulson two glass test tubes, each containing a hair, but the colors were not simply black and white, but brilliant.

The black and white are mixed with dark red and bright purple respectively, forming a seamless whole, making it look more graceful and noble.

If you look closely, you can even see wisps of smoky flames rising from the hair.

After testing the toughness of the hair himself, Coulson looked at Simmons with eager eyes: "Can you crack the secret and make the corresponding potion?"

“Uh…” Simmons smiled reservedly: “Although Professor Abraham Erskine is one of my idols, boss, I am still very young.”

Abraham Erskine is the scientist who developed Captain America's serum. After his death, countries around the world invested a lot of resources trying to replicate it, but no one has succeeded over the years, and the serums they developed each have their own shortcomings.

The Super Soldier Serum is a serum without evolutionary potential. After use, the power is fixed, and unless there is another opportunity, it will remain the same until death.

Captain America becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent because he is Marvel’s own son, possesses the strongest will officially certified, and represents the spirit of America.

Does the screenwriter dare to let the American spirit lose?

Now a superpower that can evolve again has emerged, and its value is immeasurable. Simmons is just a newbie, how dare he claim to have cracked the secret?

"Send more people immediately and find Jack Bryan!"

I originally thought it was just an ordinary big dog, but I didn't expect it could evolve further, and its importance increased instantly.

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