American Comics: Jar Merchant, Gwen The Bearded Spider

I've only heard of it in the bedroom...the kitchen...the bathroom...the balcony...the roof...the car...but in the sky...don't mention it, it feels pretty good...

Gwen looked through her backpack and blushed when she saw the two damaged sets of clothes inside.

Hey~ put it away, put it away, don’t let mom see it!

After everything was cleaned up, Gwen relaxed and stretched. Well, her waist and legs had no strength at all. Luo Zhen...

Forget it, forget it, eat and go to school, it’s too late if you don’t wash up!

After eating breakfast in a hurry, Gwen packed her backpack and went out.

When she first arrived at school, "Gwen~!" a familiar voice came from behind her, it was her best friend Ken Mills.

Ken ran after him and was about to say something when he suddenly covered his mouth in surprise: "Wow~! Gwen, your skin is so good~ Where did you get your beauty treatment, please tell me~! 11

"The face is so tender~ It's bouncy, as if it's filled with milk~ The lips are red and the complexion is so good. It makes me want to take a bite. When you go back to school, you must not make all the boys in the class go crazy~!"

"Tch~ If anyone dares to bother me, I will break his legs." Gwen frowned. Sure enough, Luo was the only male creature who was not annoying.

After saying this, Gwen took out her small mirror and took a look. Sure enough, she looked good.

She hasn't done much recently... The only change is that the female Superman template has improved her physical condition, but after experiencing death yesterday, she was extremely exhausted and her face looked very ugly.

As for other changes... Hee hee~ Gwen licked the corner of her mouth, it turned out that Luo still had this kind of ability... She liked it.

The sun was rising high, and Ron got up unusually late.

I stretched out feeling refreshed, and then... I touched many strange things. two

The torn battle suit, one piece white, one piece black, and the bed sprinkled with water.

There are a lot of crooked tables around "460". Um...how did that stool get there?

Ron stood up, took the stool off the table and put it away, and then pulled two cobwebs from the ceiling.

Hiss~~What happened yesterday? Ron recalled it carefully...Huh? Do you want to glue the cobweb back again?

This, how should I put it, this cobweb, its effect is really amazing.

I don’t blame him. I thought how big the fire would be if I drank just a little bit of wine. As a result... the fire got bigger and bigger, and it took longer and longer to put out the fire. It’s crazy!

Mainly because Ron didn't expect that Gwen had so much endurance just a few days after she obtained the female Superman template.

Not only was his enthusiasm when putting out the fire no less than Ron's, but he was also always full of energy and became more and more chaotic. After a while, not only was the fire not extinguished, but the fire became bigger and bigger.

This made Ron very angry, and then he went all out. Gwen also knew that she seemed to have made Ron angry, but she thought she was helping Ron. Not only did she not admit her mistake, but she even got worse.

Then in the middle of the night, the fire still didn't stop, so Ron simply used the ability of Superman's body, cold breath.

The ending can be imagined. Gwen, the female Superman, still couldn't withstand the body of Superman. Even though Gwen kept fighting every step of the way, she was still severely punished by Ron, who put out the fire with all his heart.

Walking downstairs and looking at Ye Cang who was busy preparing breakfast for him, Ron was slightly startled: "..." Does this count as being caught?

Why do I feel guilty that I stole someone and was caught by my wife? Is this normal? Ron coughed dryly and walked down the stairs slowly.

Ye Cang put the rice on the table and looked over with a smile: "Sir Ron, you're up. Breakfast is ready. I learned it specially. I don't know if it will fit your chest."

"There's nothing unpalatable about it, it smells just..." Ron said, looking towards the table.

Huh? Wait... This, soft-shell turtle? Loach? Oyster? Leek? And there is wolfberry and antler soup? No, how did you get these things together?

Also, does he look so weak? Does he need these things? Yesterday he gave Gwen a huge defeat! Even with Ye Cang, he has nothing to fear from the two of them, right?

In any case, this was the meal that Ye Cang kindly helped him to cook. In the spirit of not needing and not wasting it, Ron sat at the table with a smile and took a sip of the soup first.

Hmm~! Sticky teeth, this is not wolfberry antler soup, this is clearly wolfberry antler porridge!

Seeing Ye Cang looking at him with a smile, Ron chewed and swallowed without spitting it out.

Soft-shell turtle...loach...this leek is good! Bright!

Ron finally finished enjoying the breakfast and was about to make a cup of tea to refresh himself every day when he saw that Ye Cang had already brought the tea over for him.

"Sir Ron, please use tea~" Ye Cang brought the tea to Ron's mouth.

Ron was about to say that he didn't need to serve him like this, he could do it on his own, and subconsciously glanced at the tea... silver goat weed... wolfberry... sheep whip... deer antler shreds. 1. Who can resist it from far away from NM? live!

Ron took a deep breath: "Ye Cang, I don't need these!"

Ye Cang's eyes were firm and he shook his head at Ron: "Sir Ron, you don't know that after a boy's body is broken, his health will get worse and worse, so he must make up for it as soon as possible!"

"When I was in the ninja world, I heard many examples of this. When they were young, they were overworked and did not take good care of themselves. In the end, when people reached middle age, they could only watch, and even women would cuckold them."

"It's all a matter within the aristocratic circle. It happens in every country. It can cause uproar at every turn."

I've never heard of it... Isn't it all about fighting and killing in the ninja world... That's right, it's an anime, how could it be described in too much detail? It must be centered around the protagonist Dan Gongyi.

But now, Ye Cang has appeared, the ninja world is also a real world, and there must be messy and bloody things in the real world.

It's so bloody that it can't even compare to the novel. What do you think of the family in Crocodile Hidden Village? The son is too stressed to learn ninjutsu and is worried that he will not graduate. The mother feels sorry for her son and patiently teaches her son ninjutsu.

Anyway, there is no such thing as the worst, only the worst, and it is definitely the same in every world.

After listening to Ye Cang's advice, Ron felt it was very reasonable, so he didn't refuse anymore and took the cup and drank.

But the more he drank, the weirder Ron felt. It felt like the red flag at home was not falling, but the colorful flags were fluttering outside... 014005124 Feilu 130111301]

Bah bah bah~! He has nothing to do with Ye Cang! He just has a sense of responsibility for bringing her into this world. He is responsible for Ye Cang coming to this strange world. There is no inexplicable idea!

It's okay to force yourself to feel at ease. If you don't think about playing the leather drum that day, you still have some credibility.

After a night of hard work, John Wick was contentedly watching Helen Wick make breakfast and lunch for him.

For him, this scene was like a dream. No, he didn't dare to dream about it. Every time he dreamed, it was the scene of his wife's death.

He stood up and walked behind his wife, hugged her, and put his chin on his shoulders: "Helen, I feel like I am dreaming."

Helenwick looked back with a smile: "Me too, I didn't expect to be resurrected and see you again."

John Wick sighed: "I didn't expect this to be true. When I was taken to the jar shop by Miss Ye Cang, I thought I would be killed, but I'm not afraid. I can see you after I die." ”

"That's not necessarily true. The world of death is very big, and it took me a long time to get to the world of death." Helen recalled the scene after her death. She didn't expect that people would actually have souls after death. She also didn't expect that, There are still people who can resurrect others, and they are not even opponents to God.

"If Mr. Ron and Miss Ye Cang have any instructions, they must not be hasty!"

The world has been wondering what a person will be like after death, whether he will go to heaven or hell, and whether there will be an underworld.

This time she not only witnessed it with her own eyes, but also experienced it from birth to death, and from death to life.

After seeing the God of Death, I didn’t expect that there would be an existence in the real world that could compete with the true God. This existence is also the backing of his husband, so he must hold on tight!

John Wick nodded heavily: "You are right, I will definitely complete Mr. Ron's instructions as soon as possible!"

Helen Wick wanted to say something else, but suddenly, she saw John Wick's expression changed drastically. She felt a dampness and heat under her nose. She raised her hand and touched it, and there was a nosebleed... Then her vision went dark and she had no idea.

"Helen! Helen!!" This was the last voice she heard before she fell into coma.

In the hospital, John Wick looked at the diagnosis certificate handed to him by the doctor, as if struck by lightning, cancer... terminal stage!

Helen died of cancer, why would she still have cancer after she was resurrected?

Wasn't this telling him that Helen would leave him soon? For a moment, he couldn't bear the blow and sat dejectedly in the corridor.

"John." Hearing the call, John Wick walked into the ward. Helen looked at him with a smile: "Have you forgotten what I told you? Don't neglect Mr. Ling's instructions.

"It's okay to be resurrected. It's just a minor illness now. As long as you help Mr. Ron with all your heart, he will definitely be able to cure me!"

Hearing Helen Wick's words, John Wick's eyes gradually lit up: "Helen, wait for me, I will come back to pick you up as soon as possible and ask Mr. Ron to cure you!"

After saying that, John Wick turned around and walked out of the ward. As soon as he left the ward, he saw a strong man standing at the door.

John Wick was not short originally, but in front of this strong man, he was still not enough.

He could see that the strong man in front of him was not the kind of guy with empty muscles, but a battle-hardened warrior!

That's right, he is a warrior. If you look at his temperament, he looks like a king cobra that stares closely at the enemy and seeks to kill him with one blow, but he is not lacking in domineering power.

The strong man in front of him seemed to only know how to be reckless, not afraid of injury, not afraid of death, and would kill all the lion kings who dared to challenge him.

"I just heard you saying, resurrection?" the strong man asked, his voice as rich and resonant as the lion king.

Hearing the strong man's words, John Wick suddenly tensed up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously reached for the pistol.

The strong man didn't care at all when he saw his actions: "I'm not here to cause trouble. Is that your wife inside?"

John Wick held the gun tightly with his hand, and his voice was cold: "I advise you not to do this, otherwise I don't know what I will do!"

Tenderness flashed in the eyes of the strong man: "I also have a beautiful wife who loves me, and she gave me a pair of lovely children..."

As he spoke, a deep sadness appeared in the eyes of the strong man. John Wick was very familiar with this look, because this was him before, as if he saw his own shadow, which made him loosen his hand holding the gun...

The strong man took a deep breath: "I just heard you guys talking about resurrection. Can you tell me the way? I'm willing to give everything!"

"I can't help you on this matter." John Wick said: "But I can tell you an address where you can try your luck.

After hearing the first half of the sentence, the strong man almost ran away, but the second half of the sentence made him seem to step out of the darkness into the sunshine.

Then John Wick told him the address of the can store, and the strong man suddenly raised his head: "My name is Frank Custer.

John Wick knew that Frank was committed to him, just as he was committed to Ron.

He shook his head and did not say his name: "You don't have to thank me. If you can get help from that gentleman, I think we will meet again in the future. If not, BB..."

A person who has not been recognized by Ron is not worthy of his name.

As for becoming his subordinate? There is a can shop here, and if you give him some time, he can cultivate a lot of subordinates who are stronger than Frank.

Even if Frank can fight, he is just an ordinary person, and after John Wick saw the magic of the jar, how could he not yearn for it.

"Hello, Mr. Ron, please introduce yourself, I am SHIELD Director Nick Fury." Nick Fury was followed by Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanoff and others.

Ron glanced at Natasha Romanoff in surprise, she actually used the super soldier serum?

Nick Fury noticed Ron's gaze: "Mr. Ron was surprised that he used the super soldier serum?"

"Yes, indeed." Ron nodded. He didn't hide it at all, so his thoughts were normal.

Ron didn't seem to be that difficult to get along with. Nick Fury got a rough understanding of Ron's temperament through a short period of time.

Before coming, he made countless predictions, being domineering and rude. He even thought about whether Ron would attack them directly. This was definitely a small probability event, otherwise he would not dare to come here in person.

But after thinking about it a lot, I didn't expect that Ron would be so...easy-going, and his eyes couldn't help but twinkle.

"Miss Ye Cang." After saying hello to Ye Cang, Nick Fury continued: "With Mr. Ron's advice, I still waste time on research, and I am overestimating my capabilities.

Ron waved his hand: "You can use it however you want. Everything you use belongs to you. It has nothing to do with me how you use it."

"That makes sense." Nick Fury looked around, and finally looked at the shelf behind the counter.

Phil Coulson came over and said, "That's the jar, it's amazing."

Nick Fury nodded to him, and Phil Coulson immediately put the box he was carrying on the counter: "Mr. Ron, let's buy a jar. Here is 3 million. Take a look."

"The money is right." Ron raised his hand, put away the money, and the jar flew in front of them: "You know how to get 3.0, so I won't tell you."

"We'll do it ourselves." Nick Fury came to the counter, holding a hammer in his hand. The excitement in his heart was comparable to that of joining S.H.I.E.L.D for the first time. "The tenth did not become SHIELD Director.

‘Kacha~!!´Kacha~!’´Kacha~!!

Excited as hell, my hands were not slow at all, and I hit them three times in a row. When he looked at the light emanating from the jar expectantly, his face suddenly turned black and black aura appeared.

These three soft white lights... Why did he feel a little dizzy when he looked at them? Oops, I have a headache!

It can be said that his heart is excited, his hands are trembling, and he doesn't want to look at the jar at all now.

"Phil Coulson, what did you say?" There was an imperceptible tremor in Nick Fury's voice.

"Um..." Phil Coulson took a look and raised his hand to take down three kunai: "It's similar to the items the captain gave out, they are iron daggers."

‘None of the three jars are useful. I’m not very lucky. Does dark skin really affect luck?’ Nick Fury felt slightly uneasy.

He is a dignified SHIELD Director. It would be his first time to open a can. It would be a shame if nothing came out.

"Ahem!" Nick Fury coughed dryly: "Phil Coulson, Barton, there are 30 jars in total, 3 of us have 10 jars each. I feel like my luck may not be very good today.

Hearing the last sentence, Phil Coulson wanted to refuse directly. The director was unlucky. If he couldn't get something good, but he did get something good. How could Nick Fury be so petty that he couldn't wear small shoes?

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't expect anyone to react faster than him. Barton replied without any hesitation: "Ah? And mine? Okay! Director, you have to hurry up, I can't wait." Got it!"

Phil Coulson:(???)???

All I can say is that he is in a very complicated mood right now. A guy like you, who is admired by the director just by reaching out, must have a big heart!