Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

Chapter 230 Untitled

Qin Shou and the others drove towards the town, while Sol sat on Jane's Pinzgauer off-road vehicle, looking out of the window with a melancholy face, chewing on the cold dumplings, In order to comfort his sad mood.

Just then, a beam of vehicle lights suddenly lit up in front of the two cars. After getting closer, it was discovered that it was Eric who was rushing in, riding an antique motorcycle borrowed from an unknown source, a BMW R75. .

Although the vehicle has been modified and the tires have been replaced with off-road tires, it still turned Eric's old butt into eight petals.

After stopping the car, Eric stepped forward with weak legs. If Qin Shou hadn't helped him, he would have fallen in the sand within a few steps.

"Oh my god, this broken car almost killed me..." After taking a breath, Eric stared at Jane as he got out of the car, and shouted: "You stinky girl, where did you die! What are you running around every day!? You can go to the crater for a ride!?..."

Although his physical strength is unknown, the old man is still talking non-stop. In his eyes, he has long regarded Jane and Daisy as his daughters. If any of them has a problem, he can't imagine how he will face their problems. Parents and their own guilt.

"It also caused Qin to come to you at night, don't you think it's Qin...Qin?" Eric yelled twice and saw no one answered, then turned his head to look, and found that Qin Shou's attention was not here at all. At the side, his eyes were fixed on the motorcycle not far away.

"Ouch!"

Qin Shou let go of Eric's arm and walked straight towards the car. The old man who had no support fell directly to the ground.

"The change is so beautiful..." Qin Shou murmured to himself.

BMW R75, a German military vehicle during World War II, the engine and main structure are original, the mottled military paint seems to tell the legendary story of the war she experienced, while the tires and shock absorbers look like the product of the 80s.

This is simply the collision of two eras...

"Is this car for sale?" Qin Shou turned to Eric and asked.

"What's so good about this old broken car, it almost broke my old bones."

"That's because you don't know how to ride, and you dare to sit and ride in this kind of place...it's because you can sit." Qin Shou glanced at Eric with disdain: "I'm just asking if you want to sell it, and quickly make an offer. "

"This is the car I borrowed from Izuna, you can ask her yourself later...how, do you like this car?"

"Of course, this is a rare treasure... Sol, come here and help me move this car to the pickup truck."

This car has not been maintained for too long, and if you continue to ride it, there may be problems. Qin Shou plans to transport him back first, and then refurbish and maintain it before riding.

After returning to the town, Eric took Sol to a nearby bar. Qin Shou originally wanted to go, but was rejected because he was too young, so he had no choice but to follow Jane back to the car repair shop.

Not long after, I saw Saul come back against the drunk and personal Eric.

Qin Shou who was sleeping on the sofa in the living room shook helplessly when he saw this, then turned over and continued to sleep, too lazy to care about these messy things.

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Ten o'clock the next morning.

Everyone woke up to a strong aroma, and the sound of oil explosions from time to time stimulated their hearing and forced their brains to send hunger signals.

"Am I still in a dream?" Daisy looked at the ceiling and asked in a daze.

After closing her eyes and squinting for a while, she couldn't bear it any longer, and followed the scent to the kitchen.

"Oh, you are here too." Daisy rubbed her eyes and looked at the people at the kitchen door.

"I really admire you for being able to sleep so soundly in this environment." Jane talked about her nose in the kitchen and took a few deep breaths.

"Are all the meals in your atrium so attractive?"

"No, it's just that Qin's cooking skills are really good...God, it's really delicious." Eric looked enjoying, feeling that his hangover headache was all in the smell of the food It's time to ease.

In the kitchen, Qin Shou finally took the fried fried sauce out of the pan, and Qin Shou turned around to chop the vegetables, preparing to cook a few more simple dishes by the way.

As for the onlookers behind him, he has long been used to it.

Put the cucumber and shredded radish aside, pour oil into the hot pan, bring over the marinated meat mash and start making meatballs.

"Qin, can we start eating? I can't do it anymore." Daisy's saliva had flowed from the corner of her mouth to her chin, and she couldn't stop it after wiping it several times.

The water and rice hadn't entered them in the morning, and they were already very hungry and thirsty. How could they endure this hellish temptation?

"Why are you so anxious? It's only 10:30, wait another half an hour for lunch." Qin Shou said ruthlessly without looking back.

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of miserable howls from the kitchen door.

"No, I can't stand it!"

Sol yelled and rushed into the kitchen. When he came to Qin Shou, his hand was about to grab the oil pan.

Qin Shou directly slapped his hand away, then grabbed his wrist and twisted it somehow, put his hand behind his back, forcing him to turn to the door, and then kicked his ass, kicking him away go out.

"Take it with me, don't disturb my cooking." Qin Shou said dissatisfiedly, in order to cook today's meal, he deliberately got up early in the morning to go shopping, and by the way, he simply modified the stove so that it has enough firepower to support it Qin Shou's cooking skills.

So, after a period of incomparable torment, Qin Shou finally brought the food to the table.

Sweet and sour meatballs, braised eggplant, dry-stir-fried beans, and a bowl of noodles with fried sauce per person, Qin Shou deliberately made a lot more, at least the amount for three meals for everyone, so that he can eat more times and save him from cooking .

During the banquet, no one spoke, everyone was gobbling up noodles with chopsticks or forks, and the sound of "sucking" noodles was incessant.

At the same time, four people dressed in strange clothes and holding ancient weapons appeared at the intersection of the town swaggeringly.

Responsible for monitoring SHIELD agents in the small town, Jerry and Tom stood on the roof. Looking at this scene, they couldn't help but said: "Is there a Renaissance Festival in the town?"

"I don't know, but let's report it." Jerry picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "At the base, we saw Princess Xina, Jackie Chan and Robinson..."

"What smells so fragrant? Fandral, have you smelled it?" Vorstagg touched his round belly and turned to look at his partner beside him.

"It's really fragrant...but the purpose of our coming here is to find Saul first, other things..."

"I have a hunch that Sol must be where the smell is coming from... My sixth sense has always been very accurate." Before Fandral finished speaking, Ostark looked for the smell in the air and walked towards the place quickly. Went to the garage.

Not long after, they saw the familiar figure in the car repair shop.

Ostak knocked on the glass door and shouted excitedly, "I found you!"

Sol, who was eating noodles, looked back with a bowl in his hand, his mouth was full of rice stains.

"Suck it~ blah blah... my friends!" Sol excitedly took the bowl and greeted him, hugging Ostark: "That's great, it's great."

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Eric looked at Ji Zi with a blank look on his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, we are Miss Sif and the Three Samurai." Ostark stepped forward to introduce himself, and after speaking, his eyes fixed on the food on the table next to him.

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To be continued
(End of this chapter)