Masked Rider from Marvel World

The next day.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window onto Ling Ge's face.

He slowly opened his eyes and felt a slight headache. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was really drunk yesterday.

But the results were still very good. He defeated all his opponents and didn't suffer any defeat.

He quickly cleared his negative state and instantly became energetic.

Just as he was about to get up, he found that his arm was pressed by his sleeping wife, so he had to give up the idea.

Although he was drunk yesterday, he still remembered some details.

Wanda was so crazy last night, she completely changed her style, as if she hadn't been nourished by love for thousands of years. This also explains why she is so tired now.

However, more than an hour passed.

Ling Ge's arms began to feel numb, but Wanda still didn't move.

"Wife, it's almost time to wake up. You can't miss breakfast if you sleep in!

Even if we have to bear a little injustice, we can't let the children starve." Ling Ge said patiently, hoping that Wanda would take the initiative to release his hand.

But after a few seconds, she remained unmoved.

Ling Ge sighed slightly, turned around and carefully pulled his arm out.

But soon his movements stopped and he looked a little dazed.

Because he found that his wife's hair seemed to have changed color. It was no longer warm tea color, but pure black. This gave him a bad feeling.

Gulu!

Ling Ge swallowed his saliva, and inevitably felt a little lucky.

Maybe she went out and dyed her hair yesterday!

At this time, Wanda turned around, revealed her true face, and said with a smile: "Good morning!"

Ling Ge looked at this familiar face and blinked a few times.

"what..."

The shrill screams continued, penetrating the soundproofing material of the room and reaching every corner of the villa.

Hearing the voice, Thor and others who were playing cards in the yard looked at each other.

Loki put down the cards in his hand with some trepidation, "I feel like we might be finished."

"No." Thor shook his head seriously, then pointed at himself and Sylvie, "I, she might be finished, and you are definitely finished."

"Are you my brother?" Loki glared at him fiercely, "Can you comfort people?"

"Quiet, quiet." Woz interrupted with a smile, "You need to calm down now. You'd better think carefully about how to explain to His Majesty the Demon King."

"That's easy for you to say." Sylvie spread her hands. "We started making up excuses last night, but none of them hold water."

“That’s your business.

I wish you good luck before you face the trial of His Majesty the Demon King."

"It's easy to talk without any pain in the back." Thor said, "At least give me some useful advice!"

Woz thought for a while and said, "I'll give you a small hint and apologize for my crime."

"What do you mean?"

“Understand it yourself!

I've said everything I need to say." Wozniacki laughed, then his scarf quickly stretched out and he left the spot.

"What does he mean by this? Do you two know?"

"Oh! Read more books in the future!" Sylvie gave Thor a look of contempt and sympathy. "To put it simply, kneel down and admit your mistakes, and don't fight back when you are beaten and scolded."

“It would be better to die!

I am Odin's son after all, and I have to have dignity."

"Put away your pride!

Odin has no face in front of Lingge." Loki said angrily, "And do you think it's easy to die?

With his current means, he can pull you back from the underworld in a minute, and when he’s had enough fun and is tired of playing with you, he will reluctantly grant you a death, and then bring you back to life and do it all over again.”

Hearing this, a layer of cold sweat appeared on Thor's forehead. "It can't be that serious!"

"I hope it's not that serious, but you can tell from the sound of his voice that he won't let us go easily."

Thor forced himself to calm down, "I will accept any punishment, but kneeling down and admitting my mistakes is out of the question."

"You are worthy of being my brother. I hope you will do what you say."

At the same time, Spike and others in the guest room also heard Ling Ge's scream.

"This is really tragic." Little Naughty said with a wry smile.

“Who says it’s not!

But we are definitely not the most unlucky ones.

Even if we were accomplices, we were forced.

The crime should be less severe, but others may not have such an easy time."

The unconscious Pietro slowly opened his eyes, "What's that sound?"

"That's not important." said the little rascal.

"By the way, where is that woman?"

"We are imprisoned here just like you, how could we possibly know?"

"That's right." Pietro laughed at himself, and then he found that his clothes were torn and his whole body was tingling and sore.

"Wait, what are these shoe prints on me?"

Spike and Little Naughty looked at each other and said, "That woman was too cruel yesterday. The two of us wanted to fight her, but we were beaten back again and again."

"And then by sheer coincidence, they all fell on you." added the naughty boy.

"Okay! Then why do I feel like my face has been pinched by someone, more than once or twice."

“This is an illusion!”×2.

...

In the bedroom.

Ling Ge stopped screaming and grabbed the quilt to wrap himself tightly.

“What an impatient man! If you want to see it, you don’t have to do this.” Hela said meaningfully, “Do I look good?”

"Gift crab!"

Ling Ge couldn't help but swear, and quickly gave her a small half of the quilt, "Hurry up and put on your clothes."

"No, I'm really tired now and need more sleep."

"Then turn around and don't hinder me from getting dressed."

Hela raised her eyebrows, a hint of amusement on her lips. “I saw everything I needed to see yesterday. Do you think there’s still any point in doing this?”

"Crazy woman!" Ling Ge took a deep breath, and his powerful telekinesis and creative ability instantly surged over the two of them and put a robe on them.

“How boring.” Hela curled her lips, got up from the bed, and poured Ling Ge a glass of warm water. “I suggest you drink some.”

“Don’t give me that crap.

Where's Wanda? What did you do to my wife? "

"Don't worry, she's having a good time in Asgard now.

I had been planning for this day for a long time, and luckily I succeeded.”

Hearing this, Ling Ge's teeth were chattering with anger.

He was wise and cautious for most of his life, and never dared to let himself down.

But I didn't expect that I would end up sleeping with a woman due to my negligence. What a shame!

As expected, boys are always a vulnerable group, even at the level of the creator god. Unfortunately, he still failed to protect himself.

"Very good, really very good." Ling Ge gritted his teeth and said, "The strong man locked the man, don't think this is the end."

"Of course not. If it was just a passing romance, then I would be in big trouble!"

Ling Ge took two deep breaths and tried his best to calm himself down. "Even if you get me, you can't get my heart."

“Your people are mine now, and your heart will be mine sooner or later.” Hela said proudly, “But this is not very precise.

I should be yours, and my heart should be yours, too."

puff!

"Don't go too far. A forced melon is not sweet."

“But it quenches thirst!

I feel this deeply, and I’m sure you do, too.”

"I was forced and I don't know anything."

"Are you still a man? You have no sense of responsibility at all."

"I..." Ling Ge couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, "Don't force me."

Hela's expression changed slightly. Ling Ge's life level was many levels higher than hers. She might not be able to resist some of his methods, but she believed that this man would never hurt her.

"What do you want?"

"call!

You get scared sometimes!

I won't do anything to you, but in order to prevent you from coming to me for no reason in the future, I plan to seal part of your memory.

Although I haven’t used this skill much, I’m still confident in it.”

“What about after you seal my memory?” Hela asked meaningfully, “Are you planning to completely cut off contact with me?”

Ling Ge patted his forehead, feeling depressed.

Although he felt very aggrieved, he was not really the kind of irresponsible man.

Once something is done, you have to admit it.

"No." Ling Ge said with courage, "You won, although I was the one who suffered.

If you encounter any troubles in the future, you can come to me, but don’t come in person. Just find someone to notify me.

As long as it doesn't violate my principles, I will help you.

And...I will protect Asgard until the end of this universe, are you satisfied?"

“Just barely!

It has met my initial expectations.”

"Expectations? You are quite ambitious!" Ling Ge said speechlessly, "But as long as I seal your memory, it has nothing to do with me.

I'm not an irresponsible jerk, but this..."

"It's okay, I will take responsibility for you."

“No need. I will never see you again.” As Ling Ge spoke, a ball of platinum light appeared on his hand, and then he slowly approached Hela.

“I won’t let you succeed so easily.” Hela chuckled, “Heimdall.”

A colorful beam of light instantly fell from the sky, about to take Hela back to Asgard.

"Don't even think about it!" Ling Ge said disdainfully, and then activated the time stop.

The colored beam of light stopped instantly when it landed on the rooftop of the villa. No matter how Heimdall, who was far away in Asgard, urged it, he could not shake the power of time in the slightest.

1146. The reversal came unexpectedly, threatening people with children