Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 142 You Can Call Me Uncle Ding

News from our station: About 23 people died in the meteorite disaster that occurred in Bay City yesterday. 40 people were injured and 2 people are missing.

Expert: This disaster is different from the one in Manhattan. The meteorite contains certain substances that can transform organic matter to create dangerous alien life and threaten the safety of the earth.

Reporter: Will such a thing happen again?

Expert: This possibility cannot be ruled out.

Reporter: Is this an attack by an alien civilization?Witnesses claimed to have seen a spaceship outside Houston, but it was gone the next day.

An expert: Well, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Reporter: When will the government open the 51st Military Special Zone.

An expert: Well, it cannot be ruled out... No, this is really a rumor.

……

When Rengar regained consciousness, it was these inexplicable conversations that rang in his ears.

And a stronger feeling is: "My eyes hurt!"

He subconsciously raised his left hand to touch it, but it was empty.

Of course it's not that the head is gone...it can only be that the hands are gone.

"I didn't say that you were not good-looking, but now you are even uglier."

Rengar, with complicated emotions, followed the voice and found that it was a white-haired human.

More than 1.8 meters, about 30 years old, wearing a red windbreaker, very coquettish.

Rengar, who suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar environment, quickly calmed down relying on his excellent psychological quality. He understood that it was the other party who saved him.

Although he lost a hand and an eye, he still had a life and a chance for revenge.

Rengar's voice was iron-blooded, yet sincere: "Thank you."

Su Ge was happy, and stroked the stubble on his face.

The Predator is pretty silly.

"Any questions you want to ask?"

He found a chair and sat down, and said, "I don't have much time."

"What about the middle-aged man? The blonde one."

"Oh, Kenway, he's busy, it's not clear when he will show up next time."

Of course, Su Ge would not say that it was his other vest, and the nonsense came out of his mouth even more: "But your thanks, I will convey it on your behalf."

Rengar nodded: "Where is this place?"

"New York, Queens, you should have data on your PC."

After finishing speaking, Su Ge picked up the iron-blooded equipment at hand and threw it to Rengar.

The latter caught it with one hand, and after a quick check, he nodded slightly, and then asked the third question: "Where is my spaceship? The computer can't locate it."

"No accident, it should be confiscated, electromagnetic shielding, of course you can't locate it."

Rengar analyzed the current situation.

Without the signal transceiving device on the spaceship, the transmission range of the personal terminal is very limited. Before the mothership comes to find him, he should stay here... Of course, it doesn't matter to him.

Rengar would not leave until he had received the void creature's head.

The Predator asks one final question: "Who are you?"

"That's a good question. As for me, I'm nothing special. I'm just the owner of a master house."

Su Ge stood up and said, "And now, my boss still has something to do, so you should recover from your injuries first."

Before he went out, the voice of the Predator sounded behind him.

"My name is Rengar."

The man who claimed to be the manager of the grocery store half turned around, raised his eyebrows and said, "What a coincidence!"

Rengar: "What coincidence?"

"It's fine, it's fine, don't worry about it." The store manager waved his hand and introduced himself casually: "You can call me...Dante, Brother Ding, or Uncle Ding, it doesn't matter."

After speaking, Dante went out and closed the door.

Akali waited at the front desk of Master House.

The girl wore a high ponytail today, her long hair reached her waist, and she was looking at him with a smile on her face, without saying a word.

Dante stroked his stubble and said with a smile, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's nothing."

Akali smoothed her hair, without changing her smile: "You look much better than Joker in your current body."

"What's this called? The clown is obviously very handsome!"

"No girl really likes clowns..."

Akali turned and walked out, and Dante followed suit.

Ten days after the registration and opening, the all-purpose house named [Devils Can Cry] was locked, and the two left together.

Dante: "Hey, why are you talking so casually now, you called me BOSS obediently before."

"Hmph, your current identity is a store manager, and this girl is also the store manager now, so I still call you the boss? That's inappropriate!"

Probably infected by Uncle Ding's anger, Su Ge's words became a lot more casual.

"Well, I thought you liked this kind of role-playing game."

Akali: "Hey... You won, let's hurry over."

"Ah ha ha."

Master's House is not far from the black gold store, the two of them chatted and laughed, and arrived within a few steps.

These two stores are fundamentally in the hotel industry of the mainland, but the relationship has been washed away in various ways... Similar things, the killer platform has done a lot of things, and they are proficient in their business.

Entering the store, Akali rolled up her sleeves, hummed a little tune and began to pack her things.

Of course it was only her alone, and it goes without saying that Dante couldn't help her.

The time is ten o'clock in the morning. It is reasonable to say that it is not allowed to open late, but it doesn't matter, Su Ge doesn't really want to open a store.

As long as there is someone in this store when needed.

Like today.

They didn't make them wait too long, and a beautiful red-haired woman walked in at around ten twenty.

She glanced around and saw a man in red sitting beside him, with a charming smile habitually on the corner of his mouth, walked over and said:
"Sir, are you the owner of this shop?"

"No, I'm a customer too."

Dante smiled coquettishly, and raised his eyebrows unceremoniously: "Miss, you are so beautiful."

No way, human design, human design!
"Thank you for the compliment, my name is Natasha, Natasha Romanov."

The black widow took the initiative to reach out her hand, and the two shook hands lightly.

"A nice name, my name is Dante."

Black Widow smiled.

Natasha's purpose in coming to this black gold store where you can buy strange items is certainly not simple.

In other words, anyone and anything that appeared in this store would arouse her strong interest.

But just as he was about to collect some information, he saw the man in red stretching out his hand to the side.

A black-haired woman came out from the back hall as if she had just packed her things, arranged her hair, and stood at the counter.

The moment she saw the other party, the black widow tensed up all over, and directly entered the stance of preparing for battle.

Although he took off his mask and his demeanor changed, as a senior agent, how could he not recognize an opponent who had beaten him up.

On the day the mayor was assassinated, it was this woman who stopped her.

"Don't be afraid, there is no need to fight today."

Akali's attitude was neither friendly nor distant, just businesslike.

"Are you here to buy something, who is the introducer?"

……

At the same time in Texas, Kazik was holding a severed hand.

This is his trophy from last night.

"The protein is six times that of beef..."

Talking about the words he didn't know where he learned it, Kazik seemed to be tasting some delicious food, and ate it carefully.

He chewed every bite very thoroughly, which was completely different from the previous wolfing down.

After swallowing his whole hand, Kazik burped in satisfaction.

"Chicken flavor, crunchy..."

Accompanied by his muttering, the mantis arm that lost its sharp claws, the severed wrist squirmed, the purple skin protruded and fell, and finally exploded suddenly.

Kha'Zix has a brand new hand.

That's right, a hand.

For some unknown reason, he didn't recover the harvesting claws on his left arm, and the regrown limbs actually had human-like five fingers.

On the wrist part, there is also a wrist blade, and what flows on the blade is a more powerful and dangerous force than the original harvest claw.

Just seeing it will make people think of the scene where their throats were cut, or even beheaded.

Apparently, Kha'Zix has evolved again.

In the past, he thought that such cumbersome limbs were meaningless for hunting and harvesting, but now, when Kazik looked at his "left hand", there was inexplicable fanaticism in his eyes.

"It's so beautiful!"

He had got a hand from his most desired prey, and he was looking for more.

Last night was of great significance to him. Not only did he find the object he was most eager to hunt, but he also received a mission from the upper will.

From Voidseer Malzahar.

"Deep sea? No, the deep sea belongs to someone else. My mission is... New York."

　There was never such a Christmas Eve, and there was never such a Christmas.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)