Marvel Begins with Karna’s Gift

“People who say nice things but actually do greedy things are really dishonest..biquge”

Walking on the long street of the town, after being given the body of a heroic spirit, Qiao's five senses were magnified many times. Even from a distance of nearly meters, those people's "rustle and shake" The sound of footsteps seemed to be right next to his ears, which made Qiao, who was walking slowly in front, helplessly shake his head, lamenting Fatty Taylor's dishonesty.

but,

It only takes a little thought to understand this kind of thing.

In this chaotic town, in this chaotic bar.

The best thing to do is not to expose your wealth.

It's a pity...Qiao didn't provide any deterrent after revealing his money.

If there had been a gun, a small-caliber pistol and money together, things wouldn't have turned out like this. Fat Taylor would have honestly collected information for himself.

Thinking of this, Qiao stopped.

He turned his head and looked at the empty long street and said, "You have been following me for so long, come out."

I'm not sure whether the other party can understand them. After all, they communicate in many languages ​​in this place.

Sure enough, after Qiao finished speaking, several men who were sneaking out came out. Some of them were holding fruit knives, some were carrying sticks, and steel pipes. They were mumbling words that Qiao couldn't hear. I understand very well, but just by looking at their actions, it’s clear what these small town natives want to do.

"It's robbery!"

Watching their actions, Joe looked both annoyed and amused.

In the morning, he was having friendly exchanges with kind-hearted gentlemen in Brooklyn.

On the contrary, at night he was found by the aborigines of Grami Town, who wanted to have a friendly and pleasant exchange.

Now, it can only be said that the tide is turning, who will the sky bypass?

But it’s funny anyway,

For this group of instigated guys, Joe had no intention of letting them go.

After all, Fatty Taylor has to make it clear that some people cannot be offended, so that he can do his best to gather information for himself. It can be regarded as a carrot and a stick in a sense, maybe so.

Facing the aboriginal people, whose number was several times that of Qiao, he felt no emotion at all.

No matter how much stinky fish or shrimps come out, they will still be stinky fish or rotten shrimps. Quantity can never make up for the gap in quality.

A fist-sized golden flame jumped out of Joe's palm, like an elf in the night. It swayed and danced with the strong wind, lighting up the night and beyond the imagination of ordinary people. The aborigines who were originally carrying sticks were also This unexpected situation frightened me, as if a restraining spell had been applied to my body. It didn't matter whether I stood there or walked away or retreated.

They were stunned, and after a few seconds of silence, they ran away in fear and screaming, shouting words that Joe couldn't understand. It might be Arabic or Portuguese, but it's okay if he didn't understand. .

"call!"

Their reaction was reasonable, and Qiao didn't pay too much attention.

He just blew lightly at the sun fire beating in his palm.

In an instant,

Countless small fireballs flew out, drawing splendid trajectories in the sky, falling on the indigenous people like turning stars, and then burned and exploded.

Finally, the ashes drifted away.

Almost within a few short breaths, out of the original four or five aborigines, only one was left. It was Joe who left him to report the news to Fatty Taylor in the bar.

After doing all this, Joe extinguished the sun flame beating in his palm. He had no intention of continuing to pay attention to the problems of these indigenous people. Instead, he turned around and left, preparing to return to the hotel where he lived.

Come to think of it, tonight should be a good night's sleep.

……

Over the next three days,

Joe had nothing to do, he was just waiting for news about Tony from Fatty Taylor.

Then it’s time to get familiar with several abilities from Karna’s gift package.

First of all, in addition to making his body stronger, the heroic spirit body also comes with the ability to switch between illusion and reality, which is the ability of Mr. Shan to squat on the street lamp and scatter like stars, which is quite handsome.

followed by,

Unparalleled martial arts, self-taught fighting ability.

The blessing of magic power gave Joe the powerful magic power to control the Noble Phantasm.

A poor person has the insight to see through the other person's character and abilities and will not be deceived.

Ride, freely control beasts and all mounted objects, except mythical beasts and phantom beasts.

It has a certain resistance to magic power.

External magic power (fire) can apply solar fireworks to weapons or oneself.

Divinity has high defensive power against beings who also have the blood of God.

As for several other Noble Phantasms, except for 'Sun Disk, turn into armor' and 'Brahma, curse me' which can be used at any time, the other few cannot be used easily at all, and there is no one who can used by opponents.

Qiao really didn't dare to use the God-killing Gun and the earth-covering nuclear explosion-level map cannon weapons at will.

However, after sorting out the powerful power he possesses in detail, Qiao himself was shocked. It is difficult to say what level he is at now. Various powerful treasures, characteristics, and talents must be added to him, which must be similar. At the level of the original Iron Man and Captain America, he is definitely no match for Joe.

After lunch, a tanned and skinny man came to the hotel and found Joe. He said that he was helping the fat man "Tyler" deliver the news. Joe also knew that there should be movement on Tony's side, or the resistance "freedom fighters" When the people came, Joe didn't delay. He hurriedly filled his stomach and rushed to Fatty Taylor's bar.

I don’t know if it’s because of the broad daylight or if it’s just like this.

The business of Vitav Bar is always so sluggish and deserted.

Pushing open the wooden door of the bar, the musty smell mixed with the wine rushed into his nose, making Qiao frown involuntarily.

Fatty Taylor was sitting at the counter, still holding the cup that was almost as big as the barrel and sipping wine. When he saw Joe coming in, his body was a little stiff at first, and there was a trace of panic on his face. But he soon restrained himself very well, the fat flesh on his face was squeezed together, and he showed an ugly smile to Qiao.

"It seems like he should know."

With this thought in his mind, Qiao smiled slightly, walked over, stretched out his hand and said hello.

"Fat Taylor, business looks pretty good."

"Don't... barely make ends meet, Mr. Qiao."

After hearing Joe's words, Taylor's body stiffened and he stuttered.

Both his tone and appearance looked like he was really drunk.

"A bottle of black skin, the rest is yours."

Arnie pulled out a few large-denomination cards and threw them to the fat man. Qiao sat on the rough wooden chair and said easily.

"No, no, this bottle is for me."

Seeing a few bills flying towards him, Fat Taylor shied away in fear.

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