marvel savior

Chapter 77 Electro: Max Dillon

In the leisurely salted fish sunbathing, Victor focused on the digestion of Tai Chi and couldn't extricate himself.

Time passed quietly, and the sun was setting.

Standing up energetically, Victor, who has completely digested Taijiquan, is eager to try and prepare to "fight for justice" tonight.

Heard that Manhattan's Hell's Kitchen is full of criminals?
Brooklyn, where the little spider lives, is usually in a mess?

Thinking about where to find someone to practice "with ease", Victor walked to the restaurant without slowing down.

Wanda had already prepared a table of delicious dishes, and she was sitting quietly waiting in her seat, even with a hint of shyness on her face?
Victor shook his head, suspecting that he had sunburned his eyes for a long time.

Okay, Wanda is a shy grandma!
Sitting at the main seat, Victor prepared to announce the opening of the meal as usual, only to find that there were only himself and Wanda at the table, and Felicia, who had been with him all along, had disappeared.

Wanda has been carefully looking at Victor's expression, and when he saw his eyes sweeping towards Felicia's usual position, she immediately explained in a low voice.

"Sister Hardy said that the company has urgent matters to deal with. Don't blame her. There have been a lot of things in the company recently. In addition, you trust her. Sister Hardy said that you must work hard to repay."

Victor nodded knowingly, smiled and said, "Dinner is open", and the two began to enjoy dinner in silence.

Don't eat or sleep, don't talk, this is a rule that Vic has more or less.

Wanda ate dinner quietly, but her attention was always on Victor.

She silently kept Victor's love for every dish in her heart, and anyone who Victor has not touched his chopsticks from the beginning to the end will be pulled into the "blacklist".

Victor naturally noticed Wanda's small movements and didn't feel anything.

All the private chefs in his previous life did this, and he was used to it.

After dinner.

Felicia still didn't come back, and Victor had to make tea by himself. It was leisurely, but he always felt a little empty in his heart.

Maybe it's because I'm used to the report back to Felicia, but now I don't have it suddenly, and I'm not used to it.

Victor wondered if he should dismiss Felicia's assistant to the chairman and let her come back and continue to be a life assistant. Think about it or forget it.

It's rare for a little girl to have the energy to fight, so let her do it.

Anyway, big or small, if necessary, Alice will remind herself.

A pot of tea is finished.

Victor got up, thinking that it was time to go out to "stretch his muscles and muscles". After choosing the location, he went to the nearest Hell's Kitchen for a stroll.

The clothes on her body surged, and she was about to transform into "Superman", when Wanda suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

If it weren't for Victor's quick eyes and hands to stop changing, there would be another insider about the true identity of "Superman"—although Victor didn't care.

The identities of "Superman" and "Universal Merchant" are all fog bombs released by him, as long as they are not made public, it doesn't matter.

But Wanda is still too rash, what if she ran into other urgent matters?
Victor was a little displeased and said, "Wanda, remember to knock on the door next time you come in."

It was just a gentle reminder, and the blame was not even considered, but Wanda was flustered, and hurriedly bowed to apologize. The cool clothes in summer couldn't cover up her plump capital at all.

Victor silently looked away and asked, "Why, do you need me for anything?"

"Ah, that, yes, there is something." Wanda tried hard to remember something, and finally shrugged her head aggrievedly: "I, I forgot."

Victor was amused by Wanda's aggrieved expression.

This can be forgotten, enough to be confused!
Just as she was about to ask Alice if something happened, Wanda clapped her hands excitedly, and her chest trembled.

"I remember! Osborne Building sent a tanning machine and said it was custom-made by you. I came to ask where you want to install it."

Is it that fast?
Victor glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only 18:59.

After all, he was one of the three major military arms dealers in the past. Osborne still has a lot of talents, and it is enough to build a machine for a day.

"Where is it? I'll go and see." Victor stood up.

Wanda brought Victor to the hall, there was no sign of any machine, only a black man in electrician uniform, he stood very restrained in the corner, he even tiptoed slightly, not daring to step firmly on the carpet superior.

Victor scanned the opponent's badge, "Power Department - Max Dillon".

This name. Is this the future electric man?
After Alice took control of the Osborne Building, Victor checked the people in the building.

There are not many plot characters that he can pay attention to.

The original designer of the octopus tentacles died of cancer last year, so the octopus tentacles are destined not to be perfected. If there is a chance in the future, they can be perfected by Tony or Banner to see if they can hand in the collection task.

The only remaining person with "commercial value" is the restrained black buddy in front of him. As a socially handicapped genius, he designed the entire New York power grid.

But a talented person does not mean that he can achieve much in the workplace.

His design results were taken by Osborne Industries, and he himself was just an ordinary electrician in Osborne Industries. Finally, on his birthday, the department manager asked him to work overtime to repair the power failure, which caused him to fall into the fish tank of the mutated electric eel. No one in a million was "electrically charged" and became an electro-optic man.

A charging treasure man who does not produce lightning, but only controls lightning, and was forced to charge it by Spiderman in the end, and it was fully charged.

sad life.

No matter how bad "Lightning of the Lightning Man" is, it can also control the existence of thunder and lightning, and has the ability to elementalize similar to "Thunder Fruit". Victor naturally wants to collect this product.

But this is reality, not a movie.

Throwing Max into the mutated electric eel tank, ninety-nine out of ten will be converted into carbon elements, and the chance of transforming into an electric man is very small.

So Victor stopped paying attention to him.

Now that the other party has "delivered the goods to your door", let's just accept it.

after all.

Leaving aside his identity as an Electro-Optical Man, his ability to design a secure power grid for the entire New York City is also outstanding.

It's just too cowardly.

Looking at the bound-up Max, Victor asked, "Where's the tanning machine?"

"Ah! What?" Max raised his head nervously, but he didn't dare to meet Victor's eyes. He looked down at the tip of Victor's shoe with a low eyebrow: "The sunbed machine is outside. I can't move it by myself. Please also join us, ah no, you sent someone to help move to the place to be installed."

Can't move it alone?
Yes.

Victor issued this task directly through Alice, not a task issued by a high-level executive. It is estimated that it was not taken seriously and was classified as "dirty work".

It's not surprising that this kind of "dirty work" finally fell on Max, but it's a bit miraculous that no one is willing to deliver the goods with him.

It's really hard to be squeezed!

Sighing helplessly, Victor signaled Max to lead the way.

The villas in New York are not as luxurious as those in Los Angeles. Apart from Victor and Wanda, there are only two maids who are responsible for daily hygiene. They can’t be allowed to move, right?
The tanning machine is not light, and they might not even be able to move it.

Do it yourself.

Anyway, with the power of thought, he doesn't need to do it himself, it's just a matter of walking a few more steps.

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(End of this chapter)