American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

Unexpectedly, they were rejected, and the dazzling golden light on the loom burned even brighter!

A majestic voice resounded in Lin Feng's mind.

Those who defy fate shall be judged...

"Shut up, you!"

Lin Feng was too lazy to pay attention to these superstitious remarks.

Isn't it just a divine power?

Although we don't know whose scheme it was, what does it have to do with him?

It's incredible that they even bothered with that bunch of trash from the Assassin's Guild.

It's probably at most something like Dormammu.

Buzz!

Lin Feng directly unleashed the power of the Divine Dragon and the Phoenix!

He wants to bring this power under his control!

It contains the power of destiny; if one can refine it, there may be unexpected joy.

...

Meanwhile, in Hell's Kitchen.

A dark corner.

The old man, his limbs crippled, lay in the garbage heap like a dead dog, in despair.

His eyes were filled with terror and resentment, but he had nowhere to vent them.

Because he didn't know who the person who made the move was.

The other party suddenly appeared and showed no mercy, beating him into a cripple, making his life a living hell.

At this moment, he was suffering from pulverized fractures all over his body and was in excruciating pain.

But he just couldn't die even if he wanted to.

"Who is it? Who is it?! Could it be...?"

Suddenly, the old man seemed to realize something.

A figure emerged.

He was an Asian youth with a mysterious background who had even subdued the Hand!

They even unearthed a huge dragon skeleton!

After learning of this, he hired the Assassins to help him steal the Dragon Bone!

But what a pity.

More than ten days have passed, and there is still no news from the Assassin Alliance.

The old man with the stick felt that Lin Feng was definitely trying to harm him.

"Lin Feng? Lin Feng!! I hate you! Even if I die, I will never let you go!!"

The old man was furious, his eyes filled with resentment and hatred.

Unfortunately, he was nothing but impotent rage!

Tread!

Just then, footsteps could be heard outside the alley.

A young white man walked in.

Seeing the old man with the cane on the ground, he quickly walked over and exclaimed:

"Sir, are you alright?"

"Cough cough..."

The old man coughed up blood uncontrollably and could barely speak.

"You...who are you?"

"I?"

The young white man was slightly taken aback.

Thinking the other person was worried he was a bad person, he quickly said:

"My name is Daniland. I just returned from abroad. Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"

"Sir, let me take you to the hospital!"

The young white man immediately tried to leave with the stick in his arms.

The old man with the stick suddenly shuddered.

He sensed a powerful force within the white youth in front of him.

His pupils contracted, and he couldn't help but roar:

"Get out of here! Lin Feng, come out if you dare!"

"First they sent people to harm me, then they had others pretend to pity me! Even if I die, I, the Stick-Slayer, will never yield!"

"I only regret that I couldn't kill those bastards, Madam Gao, and you, Lin Feng!"

"I, the old man of the stick, will haunt you even in death!"

The old man with the stick seemed to have used up all his strength.

The roar stopped abruptly.

The old man's pupils widened, and he fell silent, his eyes wide open in death.

The young white man stared in astonishment at the scene.

"what did I do?"

A moment later, he showed a helpless expression, realizing that he had only meant well in trying to save the person.

But then he suddenly remembered what the old man with the stick had shouted.

"Lin Feng? Madam Gao? Aren't those people... traitors from Kunlun?!"

The white youth's expression turned solemn.

He secretly kept the old man's words in mind.

He came all the way from Kunlun, wasn't it precisely to capture Madam Gao and the others?

But who exactly is Lin Feng?

...

Not to mention the curse the old man uttered before his death.

Lin Feng didn't care about any of that.

He's just a piece of trash.

He then found Tony Stark and stated his request.

"A supercomputer? What do you need that for?"

Tony Stark was puzzled.

Even though he had the artificial intelligence Jarvis, he never thought of building a supercomputer.

Lin Feng wants this thing? Is he just going to leave it in his room to gather dust?

"Just tell me if it's possible!"

Lin Feng was too lazy to explain and asked indifferently.

"Of course!"

Tony Stark, looking smug, tilted his head back and said:

"Don't even mention a supercomputer, I could even create a humanoid simulator!"

Lin Feng didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't ask.

Because he knew he wouldn't get any results from asking.

Lin Feng has always been very mysterious; as long as they cooperate well, that's enough.

"It's an agreement, isn't it?"

Fearing Lin Feng might change his mind, Tony Stark chuckled and said:

"Once I build you a supercomputer, the Black Rhino Armor is mine. Don't worry, I won't break it!"

"Let's talk about it after you've finished making it!"

Lin Feng didn't bother with Tony Stark.

Having achieved his goal, Lin Feng was about to leave when Tony Stark stopped him.

"My trip to Morocco is all set!"

Tony Stark said, revealing a knowing smile that all men understand.

"Every year, the Moroccan motorsports competition attracts the wealthy, and the bikini-clad models are all top-notch!"

"Don't worry about it then!"

"I'll definitely cover for Jessica!"

"I've asked Pepper to take them shopping, and as for the two of us... hehehe, what do you think of a pool party?"

Lin Feng remained noncommittal upon hearing this.

"talk later."

No matter how beautiful other women are, can they be better than Jessica Gwen?

Of course, he doesn't mind occasionally ordering takeout.

But the premise is that it has to be clean.

Ignoring Tony Stark's mocking gaze, Lin Feng quietly left, his figure disappearing into the shadows.

"Tsk tsk, that's quite a skill. Comparison is odious!"

Tony Stark's smile froze; he was filled with envy.

He also wanted to be as elusive as Lin Feng.

Unfortunately, he put all his talent into intelligence, and knew nothing about magic.

"Oh well, let's just hurry up and get the supercomputer up and running!"

...

Lin Feng returned home and saw that it was only a little past four o'clock.

Jessica won't be back for a while.

With that thought in mind, he returned to the world of shadows and saw Fox the Fiery Fox.

The other person has been imprisoned and tortured for two days.

Firefox now looks utterly hopeless.

"Demon...devil..."

Upon seeing Lin Feng, Fire Fox trembled, his face filled with terror.

Lin Feng was like a demon in her eyes!

The thought of the torture she endured made her wish she were dead.

But Lin Feng clearly wouldn't let her go.

"Firefox, the Assassin's Guild has been destroyed! Look at this!"

Lin Feng casually summoned the Loom of Destiny.