I open a martial arts gym in Marvel

Chapter 243
Zhang Yang nodded.

"Then go to bed first! Because I'm going to bed too, it's already two o'clock in the morning."

After speaking, Zhang Yang stretched out his hand suddenly, and flicked the stone between his fingertips, hitting the acupuncture point of Thor.

This time, Zhang Yang played so hard that Zhang Yang felt a little pain in his fingertips.

I still haven't practiced enough!

However, he didn't use enough force, and with Thor's physique, he couldn't faint until morning.

And with Thor's physique, when he fainted and hit the ground, there was a bang.In an instant, the dust was flying, and the scene of the scene was simply like a scene from a funny movie.

The fall was to be expected.

But the dust was really unexpected.

Zhang Yang was caught off guard, covered in dust, and coughed a few times along with the other guards.

"Arrange someone to send back to Eric."

Zhang Yang wiped the ashes from his face, turned around and left with a dark face.

On the way, I met Hawkeye, who was a little surprised when he saw Zhang Yang's face.

"Why are you like this?"

"Accident!"

Zhang Yang wiped off the last bit of ashes on his face.

"But I'm going to sleep well tonight, and I hope nobody bothers me when it's morning."

Hawkeye was taken aback for a moment, and he went directly to the door to find the answer to Zhang Yang's meaningful words.

Zhang Yang really slept until dawn, and no one came to disturb him.

Nobody told him where to get breakfast, not even Agent Fell or Hawkeye.Everyone in the base was busy with their own affairs, and no one came to talk to him.

It was really quiet, and no one in the base came to bother me.

hey hey!
Is this trying to punish him?

Zhang Yang sneered, turned around and opened a portal, and arrived at the kitchen of the martial arts hall.

In the kitchen, Luo Yuan is putting the breakfast he brought on the table, the food for one table seems to be enough for four or five people.

Seeing Zhang Yang's sudden appearance like this, Luo Yuan loosened his hand in fright, and the pot of soy milk was almost scrapped, but fortunately Zhang Yang held it back with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Be steady! Don't make a fuss."

Luo Yuan pointed at Zhang Yang tremblingly.

"Master, you...you are..."

"I am a spell!"

Zhang Yang put the soy milk on the table.

"Master, do I want to learn in the future?"

Luo Yuan's eyes lit up immediately.

Zhang Yang looked at Luo Yuan.

"This, I also learned from other masters, if you don't have fate, there is nothing you can do."

The light in Luo Yuan's eyes suddenly went out.

Zhang Yang wanted to comfort him. After all, he was still a half-grown child. His master would obviously say that he could learn such a cool thing only with the approval of others. The child would probably have an idea.

But before Zhang Yang opened his mouth, Renzi spoke by himself.

"Forget it, I'd better study what you are teaching now, master! I haven't fully memorized and mastered the few books on Chinese medicine."

Zhang Yang immediately puffed up his chest proudly.

Take a look!

This is the apprentice he accepted!

Look, how good his vision is!

The first disciples accepted here are all first-class in terms of temperament, thought, and consciousness.

Zhang Yang looked relieved, but when he saw a table of breakfast from the side, he still frowned.

"Why so much breakfast?"

"Mr. Rogers has a big appetite."

"Mr. Rogers? Did he let you call him that?"

Luo Yuan shook his head.

"I know he is Captain America, but if you don't tell me, master, then I won't make it public."

Zhang Yang patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder in relief, what a good boy!

"So, is this the first time you have prepared food for him?"

Why haven't I seen him prepare for himself?

"A few times, if the master is not in the martial arts hall for something, Mr. Rogers will pass by my house to buy breakfast after walking the bird in the morning. Then he will return to the martial arts hall with breakfast and take care of the little guy."

Luo Yuan answered honestly.

"I thought that the time I came to the martial arts hall would match that of Captain Rogers, so I'll help bring it along, so that Mr. Rogers can return to the martial arts hall early, and he can come down for breakfast after taking care of the little guy."

Zhang Yang nodded in understanding and sat down.

"Did you pay for breakfast?"

Luo Yuan nodded.

"Undercharged?"

Luo Yuan shook his head.

That's it!
Captain America, who has just returned to normal social life, is still a sensitive person at heart.

If he knew that Luo Yuan's family took less money, he would probably crawl into Luo Yuan's house in a dark and windy night for a month, leave a bundle of money, and then he would not dare to go to Luo Yuan's house to eat again.

"Master, should I give him some discounts for his friend's sake?"

"No! It's fine to charge as usual. If you charge less, he won't eat at your house in the future."

Zhang Yang stuffed half a bun into his mouth, and suddenly stopped.

"Steve had Chinese food?"

Only then did Zhang Yang come back to his senses.

"When did he change from sandwich milk to bun soy milk?"

"Didn't Mr. Steve always buy breakfast at my house? He can still drink soybean juice."

What the hell?

Captain America came down from upstairs holding the little guy, and was surprised when he saw Zhang Yang in the kitchen.

"Hi! Zhang, you're back!"

"Hehe, I'm back!"

Captain America put the little guy for a walk in the backyard, and sat down naturally to have breakfast.

Fist-sized steamed stuffed buns, Captain America has three mouthfuls, and the whole game is solved in an instant.

Zhang Yang silently ate the last bite of the bun in his hand. After drinking half a cup of soy milk, he couldn't eat any more.

I'm full!
Captain America's eating method is too cruel. He seems to be eating normally, but his appetite is indeed amazing.

Except for the breakfast that Luo Yuan brought, except for the one eaten by Zhang Yang and Luo Yuan, Captain America finished it.

True. Disc action.

Not even a drop of soy milk was left in the cup.

Zhang Yang leaned towards Luo Yuan.

"Does he eat that much every time?"

Luo Yuan nodded.

"It is said that after the running training, I am a little hungry."

Where are you hungry?

This is clearly the feeling of starving to death.

Seeing that Captain America had finished eating, Zhang Yang asked.

"enough?"

Captain America burped.

"Enough! I didn't exercise a lot today, so I can't eat that much."

Then if you exercise too much, you have to eat a whole roast suckling pig for breakfast, right?
The little guy who was walking outside suddenly screamed sharply.

Captain America quickly stood up and rushed out, his whole body almost turned into a bolt of lightning.

A moment later, the little guy was carried in by Captain America, and Director Fury followed behind him.

"The little guy in your family doesn't seem to welcome me very much."

Director Fury stood at the door of the kitchen, as if he didn't intend to come in, it seemed that he was just saying something.

"If you don't go through the back door and come in through the front door, you won't meet it, and you won't be yelled at by it."

Zhang Yang picked up the remaining half cup of soy milk and looked at Director Fu Rui leisurely.

"Director, you came to see me early in the morning because you have nothing to go to the Three Treasures Palace, right?"

(End of this chapter)