The God of Death in American Comics

Dirac quickly stood up straight, his confused face as if he had discovered a new world.

"Captain Nie, I should know by now what the book that fell from the sky is." Ye Feng stood up and said curiously.

In the Marvel world, there will be such things as death, death, pen, and memory.

Ye Feng was also full of doubts in his heart. This kind of bug law that would kill the other person as long as he wrote the other person's name on the note was really too dangerous.

However, Ye Feng naturally knew the weakness of this note, that is, wouldn't it be over if he didn't let the other person write his name? There were only three people in this store.

As Ye Feng expected, the aunt in front of her could be ruled out. After all, she couldn't pretend to have that doubtful expression.

The owner of the restaurant doesn't look like him either. Although there is no evidence, this is Ye Feng's intuition.

After all, this notebook just fell from the sky. If someone picked it up, a normal person wouldn't have any idea to repair the table, let alone let the two of them sit down to eat.

Then there is only one option left, the girl who just ran down the stairs.

At first glance, it seemed a little familiar. I don't know where I have seen Ye Feng's expression of reminiscence.

But at this distance, he can basically control the entire field.

Even if Shunpo is not used, it is impossible for the other party to write his name in the notebook within this time.

And Ye Feng was also curious if his name was written on the notebook.

Should it be written about Chen Ping or Pingdao Yefeng?

"Dear guests, what are you talking about?" Chi Chizi looked at the two people who seemed to be performing a stage play.

However, looking at the other party's serious eyes, Chi Chizi still looked next to him nervously, but there was nothing.

"Uh, you can't see this thing." Sensing the crazy look in Chi Chizi's eyes, Ye Feng had to explain awkwardly.

"Who are you two little ones?"

Dirac wanted to say imp, but when he looked at Nirvana's head, the time of death was a series of question marks.

Dirac had never seen anything like this.

When Dirac looked at the young man beside him, he doubted whether his death eye was blind.

The time of death seems to be blocked by some force. Even the opponent's name cannot be seen clearly, and the whole screen is mosaic.

You must know that the Eye of Death is a law-based skill. Even the Eye of Death cannot see the opponent's information clearly.

Is this young man someone who has jumped out of time and is not under the laws? It’s incredible.

"The one who should make it clear should be you, miserable creature." Nirvana flicked her fingernails with a weird smile on her face.

Something wrong here finally attracted the attention of Takahashi and his daughter.

"Ah" Mirai Takahashi exclaimed.

"What happened"

Takahashi Kunihiko reflexively stood in front of his daughter nervously.

In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with it.

But in the eyes of Mirai Takahashi, Nirvana had a complicated face with no visible emotions, and she was talking to Dirac casually.

There was also a pair of eyes staring at Ye Feng, which made his nerves tense.

Even if Chi Chizi reacted slowly at this time, she knew something was wrong. She subconsciously took two steps back. Seeing that Ye Feng didn't speak, she turned around and stood with her family.

"Tsk, are you a commoner?" Nirvana complained when he saw this scene.

Here, Dirac thought for a while, maybe he had the intention of scaring the other party.

He said to the two of them in a strange and gloomy tone, "Listen up, my name is Dirac, and I am a god of death."

The laughter of the broken duck was heard again.

Sure enough, the eyes of the man with yellow eyes in front of him suddenly changed, revealing an expression of fear.

"Death, God of Death, I actually saw the legendary God of Death." Nirvana looked panicked, and with a horrified tone, the atmosphere reached its peak for a while.

Ye Feng noticed the change in Nie Shuli's tone and turned his head in confusion.

There was silence for a moment.

You must not laugh at this time, you must give Zu Nirda face.

Ye Feng quickly turned his face away and grinned fiercely.

Sure enough, Nirvana's title as the best actor in Soul Society did not come for nothing.

If Kenpachi were sitting here, he would probably take off his blindfold and give him a severe blow.

"Quack, quack," it was obvious that Dirac, the God of Death, liked the other person's fearful look very much, and laughed proudly.

For a moment, Dirac actually forgot that the man just said something to him.

Ye Feng shook his head, not bothering to care about Nie's wonderful performance, and walked towards the Takahashi family.

"Your Excellency" Takahashi Kunihiko took out a wrench from the bartai, and his voice and tone changed from a guest to an Excellency.

Although he was a bit older, Takahashi Kunihiko expected that there would be no problem in dealing with a young boy, and the opponent had no weapons.

"Dad" Mirai Takahashi was shocked. He stretched out his hand to signal his father to put away the wrench and stand up from behind.

"Have I seen you somewhere?" Ye Feng naturally wouldn't worry about an ordinary person holding a wrench.

Now that I'm talking about it, why do I seem to be a villain, looking at my family with wary faces?

"Uh" if other men ask this, Mirai Takahashi will just say that this joke is too old, even if there is a new way to strike up a conversation.

But the young man in front of him was about the same age as himself.

"I saw you. I saw you in Ginza. Thank you for saving me." He said honestly and nervously, then bowed slightly to Ye Feng.

Takahashi's parents behind him looked at each other in confusion.

Ye Feng thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the case. He pointed at Dirac behind him and said, "Give me that thing. It's very dangerous. I believe you have seen it."

After swallowing his saliva, Mirai Takahashi did not dare to say no at all.

Although that notebook may have strange abilities, Mirai Takahashi couldn't resist at all in front of this young man.

"But, yes, this really has nothing to do with me. I just picked it up. I'll go up and get it."

He explained and was about to turn around.

Ye Feng interjected, "Wait, I'm with you."

Mirai Takahashi froze and did not look back.

"OK."

"Future" Takahashi Kunihiko is still very vigilant.

"Dad, please leave it alone this time and don't cause trouble for Mr. Ji."

For a moment, Mirai Takahashi even used honorifics and looked at his father.

Don't irritate the other person.

Tossing and turning.

Accompanied by Chi Chizi and Takahashi Kunihiko, Takahashi Mirai gave the notebook to Ye Feng.

And in Takahashi Mirai's room, after Ye Feng brought the notebook under his nose.

Ye Feng's actions were in vain, and he knocked out the three of them with his fast movements.

He came down from upstairs without doing anything.

"It would be very harmful if something like this gets out."

At the top of the stairs, holding a dark notebook, Ye Feng said calmly.

Dirac was still glaring at Nirvana.

"You are disrespecting the God of Death," Dirac said gloomily.

"Oh" Nirvana seemed to have returned to her original appearance, with no fear on her face.

If Dirac didn't know that he was being fooled at this time, he would really be an idiot.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Oh"

"Well" Dirac turned around and looked at Ye Feng, "You have obtained ownership of the notes."

Ye Feng said nothing and shook the notebook in his hand.

"Dirac has no plans to change his master, you damn brat." Dirac frowned with a ferocious look on his face.

"It doesn't matter. As far as I know, even if you disappear, this note will still be useful."

Ye Feng remembered the plot of the movie The Last World.

The plot seems to have explained at the beginning that Shuke, the God of Death, also picked up a notebook of the dead God of Death.

"What do you mean? It seems that you are also a bastard who disrespects the God of Death." Dirac yelled.

What's wrong with this world? Is this a minority, an exception, or is Dirac afraid to think about it?

"God of Death?" Ye Feng shook the notebook and put the notes back into the storage space given by Nirvana.

Blue spirit seeds rose around Ye Feng.

The visual sense brought by the spirit flame made Dirac retreat subconsciously.

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