People Are in Marvel, and the System is Working As a Worker

"It's not impossible."

"Go away." Mike stretched his waist, "Go back, and have a late-night snack by the way. He's nasty, he vomited a big mouthful of blood, and he can't make up for it."

Coulson asked: "Why don't you go to the hospital for an examination first?"

"I can take care of injuries that can be cured by the hospital. It's useless to go to the hospital for injuries that I can't take care of. And it's too late to go to the hospital now..." Mike's face darkened. .

Stark and Coulson felt tight, no way, no way.

"...Because the fuck is already cured, hahaha." Mike laughed.

"Damn!" ×2.

Stark and Coulson stretched out their four middle fingers together.

In hell.

Mephisto suddenly felt something was wrong, he quickly opened the Saint Van Gonzal contract, and the characters on it were quickly disappearing one by one.

"how come?!"

The soul's connection to the contract is gone.

The cooked duck flew away... Mephisto was about to roar, but saw Uriel's half-smile face, his eyes seemed to say, "Come on, let's hurt each other."

Suddenly discouraged.

No winner,

not worth it.

Chapter 136: Funny than everyday

"Johnny, what are your plans next?"

Mike turned on the TV.

A special room made of fireproof and high temperature resistant materials.

"I don't know." Johnny looked frustrated. "I haven't transformed for two days, but I can feel that it's still there and recovering. Mike, is there no way to remove it from my body?"

It refers to Zatanos, the elemental lord.

"Yes, but the risk is great." Mike said: "The Spirit of Vengeance, the badge of power, the elemental lord, human beings - different powers, different bloodlines, after thousands of years of fusion, and then you feel like sifting flour. You can separate, and you can think beautifully."

"In the separation process, if there is a mistake, your end will probably be a 'bong' and a spiral explosion on the spot. If you are not afraid, I don't mind."

"Of course you don't mind, it's not you who exploded on the spot." Johnny muttered.

"Why, don't you want to die?"

The previous Johnny was a standard little prince.

"If you can live well, who wants to die?" Johnny twitched.

"It's not necessarily true. There are more people who are full and have nothing to do." Mike disagreed.

"Do you have to fight?" Johnny was speechless.

"What's the matter with a fight? You won't get pregnant after a fight." Mike added, "Just a fight."

He looked at the beautiful reporter on TV: "Some people say that there are three reasons for a man to get back on his feet: women, power, and money. It seems very reasonable. What is the name of this beautiful reporter?"

"Rosanne, my first love."

"Oh, first love... Unforgettable first love. But I think you shouldn't just stare at women, pay attention to the content of the news."

As a reporter, Roseanne was live broadcasting the press conference of the Texas Police Department, announcing the preliminary investigation results of a large number of police officers. The civilian superintendent looked haggard and had puffy bags under her eyes, just like Coulson who stayed up late and worked three days in a row.He announced his resignation, taking responsibility for improper command.

It's not fair to let him take the blame alone, but this is office politics.

Others seemed to be concerned, and some probably laughed in their hearts.For high-level positions, there are one carrot and one pit. If the carrot is not pulled out, where is the pit.Not many people really cared about the down-and-out civilian chief of police, and everyone stared like a hyena at the vacant post.

Next, the police announced the establishment of a special team to hunt down the Ghost Rider with all their strength, and released Johnny's photos and a reward.

Johnny took the blame for Carter Sley, and the key point is that he can't defend himself—the dumb man eats Coptis chinensis, so he can't tell the pain.

And... this is Texas, the state with the most active bounty hunters in the United States.It is foreseeable how noisy Johnny's future will be.

Coulson said from the side: "Johnny, I'm sorry to have to tell you that it's best not to stay in this place, it's dangerous."

Johnny hesitated.

Coulson added fire: "Maybe you are not afraid of danger, but you have to consider the people around you. If she suffers even a little harm because of you, you will never forgive yourself in this life. Come with us to New York, where You can try to control the evil spirit while it is weak."

Coulson pointed at Mike: "If you lose control, he can stop you from hurting others, can't you?"

In the end, Coulson came up with a sentence full of literary taste: "Parting is for a better reunion."

Stark said quietly: "Farewell, accidentally became a farewell."

Coulson: (╬￣皮￣), he pointed to Stark and Mike: "Mudzankai! Stark, Mike! You two get out, get out of here!"

Mike said innocently: "I didn't talk nonsense..."

Coulson said angrily: "You're not talking nonsense... I was talking, what the hell are you slumped on the sofa, standing upright, sitting upright, and cracking sunflower seeds."

"It's unprofessional to watch without knocking melon seeds." Mike said, "It's boring~"

Coulson took out a small envelope from his pocket and threw it to Stark: "Leopard print, wild, beautiful lines... It's cheap for you two, get out!"

"Sorry." Feeling that the emotions that had been brewing for a long time were dispersed by anger, Coulson sighed: "I have been with the two of them for a long time, and there are always a few days in a month, and I will be so angry that one Buddha is born, and the other Buddha Ascension. Luckily, there is still Nick..."

Johnny was curious: "Can Nick hold them both?"

"No." Coulson shook his head. "Nick is also often irritated to endocrine disorders. It is much more comfortable to be irritated with someone."

Are you a devil... Johnny thought to himself, hesitating for a moment: "May I say goodbye to Roxanne?"

"Of course, you can." Coulson took out a room card, "It's specially prepared for you."

Johnny took the key card and opened the door.The fragrance of roses is blowing, red rose petals are sprinkled on the carpet and on the bed, and a heart shape is placed with candles in front of the bed.Small umbrellas of various tastes and brands are thoughtfully placed on the bedside table.

open the closet—

The first floor has black silk, white silk, various uniforms: JK, OL, nurse uniform, Jg uniform, stewardess...

The second layer has candles, leather whips, cat ears, tails, blindfolds, ropes, handcuffs, gags...

The third floor...wait a minute, how can there be such strange things in a cabinet with such a serious appearance? !Johnny frantically locked the cabinet and threw the key under the bed.

Johnny suppressed his restless heart, and had a premonition that this parting was very exhausting.

"So it's 'leopard print, wild, and sleek'." Stark said weakly, with a model of a cheetah in front of him.

How should I put it, what Coulson said was verbatim, but it was very different from Stark's understanding.According to his understanding, there should be a wild female leopard at this time, eating hundreds of millions of life essence in one go, very ferocious.And as a righteous person, he should rise up and resist, take out a man's weapon, and fight fiercely.

He should be in bed in a luxury suite, not at the Houston Museum of Natural Science—yes, the envelope Coulson gave contained tickets to the museum.

"It's all here." Mike used the golden sentence with the highest usage rate among the persuasive methods.

Stark thought about it, and nodded: "Okay, here we are."

"I'm going to see the dinosaurs, are you going?" Mike asked.

"Childish, what's so interesting about dinosaurs." Stark dismissed, "I shouldn't have listened to you, what kind of museum... Sigh, waste of time, waste of life, and a billionaire, the life of a super genius, simply It is a great loss for all mankind."

After a few minutes.

Stark took out his mobile phone and frantically took photos of dinosaur fossils and models, and took selfies in various childish poses such as scissors hands.

Mike: "..."

Leaving the museum, Stark was still full of ideas: "I have decided to buy two complete Tyrannosaurus rex fossils and put them in the villa. Jarvis, help me pay attention to relevant information."

"Okay, sir." Jarvis' voice came from the phone.

Mike: "Thank you for having such a capricious boss, Lao Jia."

Jarvis: "Just get used to it."

Mike burst out laughing, "Your artificial intelligence acquiesced in my evaluation of you—willfulness!"

Chapter 137: Hulk's Neighbor Is Ghost Rider

"You actually like American football, I didn't expect that." Mike was surprised.

"Is that weird?"

"Of course, football is manly."

"Oh." Stark suddenly reacted, "Damn, are you saying I'm not manly enough, Bitchi!"

A five or six-year-old little loli, wearing Spiderman's red and blue tights, holding Iron Man's mask, asked Iron Man to sign.

Kazilan's eyes flickered, she was so cute.

"In front of children, don't be bitch bitch, bitch is a swear word, do you understand bitch?!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you just said four bitch, shut up!"

"Forehead……"

Mike made a zip movement.

Stark tried his best not to look like a big bad wolf. He stood in front of the mask and asked with a smile: "Do you like Spider-Man more, or Iron Man more?"

"My mother said that Iron Man is a playboy and the public enemy of all good girls." Little Loli looked up at her mother behind her, "Mom, you said so."

The young mother smiled awkwardly.

The little Lolita continued in a childish voice: "But my younger brother Jimmy likes Iron Man, hey, really, he's not a three-year-old...four-year-old, he's still not sensible."

After the mother and daughter left, Mike sighed in his heart: "It's no wonder that Texas has all the strong women since I came to watch the football game at such a young age."

Stark winked at Mike, "I've always hated kids, changing a baby's diaper, and it's driving me nuts. A little bit older, louder, louder, a bit older... Lately, I've been thinking, maybe It’s nice to have a daughter and watch her grow up.”

"Is your son okay?"

"Not good... what if I look like me?" Thinking of the small Tony, Stark had goosebumps all over his body.

Mike deeply believed that it was absolutely a miracle that Stark was so indebted to be beaten, and his limbs survived to this day.If little Tony had a personality like his father, how much headache would Stark have?

"I'm getting older and want to start a family, so... which girl deserves to be out of luck?" Mike muttered.

"Girls from all over the world who want to marry me can go around the equator. Also, how old am I? I'm in my prime!" Stark raised his middle finger at Mike dissatisfied.

The competition was about to start, and the crowd and the people who wanted to sign autographs gradually dispersed.