Ghost Swordsman in Marvel World

"When you say that, it makes me feel like I'm filming an idol drama." Zhang Fan smiled, picked up another bottle of drink on the table and took a sip. He found that it was still too sweet. After putting it down with some disgust, he slowly took a sip. ’s continued,

"The world is constantly changing, sometimes very quickly, sometimes very slowly, but its changes are always unquestionable. And when you can't keep up with the pace of change in the world, you either choose to stick to yourself The idea of ​​​​waiting to be abandoned by the world, or choosing to change yourself and embrace a new life.”

"And now in this day and age,"

Zhang Fan paused, leaned forward slightly, grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, "Maybe it's beyond your imagination."

Seemingly startled by what Zhang Fan said, Ben shrank his neck, looked at Zhang Fan cautiously, and asked cautiously, "This"

Always cautious, he seemed to hear an unusual meaning from these words.

"Nothing," Zhang Fan sat back down, "I just hope you can have a good understanding of the power Parker has now, and then have a good understanding of the world."

The not-too-friendly post-dinner exchange ended there, leaving Ben and other observers thoughtfully, and Zhang Fan naturally slipped into Parker's room.

Not long after, Parker helped Aunt Mei clean up and returned to his room. When he saw the old god Zhang Fan lying on his bed, not only was he not angry, but he bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for saving me." Uncle, thank you very much"

"Thank me." Zhang Fan shook his head, "You should thank yourself for bringing that thing with you, and you should also thank those guys for being so generous and not stealing it from you."

He had saved a hand for Parker, but Melinda did not play a corresponding role. You could tell with your buttocks that the bottle of potion was in the hands of those people.

Moreover, from Stark, Zhang Fan further confirmed his inference. Even a genius like Stark who invests in technology cannot get a share of things. If those guys like locusts know that Parker has a bottle of pure, I guess he wouldn't hesitate to use force to grab it.

"Rob" Parker was a little confused, and then his face became a little ugly.

"What would you do if you were really robbed?" Zhang Fan suddenly asked with interest.

Facing Zhang Fan's question, Parker was stunned and shook his head in confusion, "I don't know."

He is not an idiot, let alone a fool. He knows the meaning of this question.And if those guys really took away Uncle Ben's life, what could he do?

"Think about these questions first. Maybe you will know the answers later." Zhang Fan smiled and did not continue on this topic.

Parker woke up early the next morning. To be precise, he hadn't slept at all.The various relationships between the country and family, between oneself and mutants, are so entangled that they have even developed into philosophical issues of life under the powerful imagination of science students.

But fortunately it's dawn

Parker looked up at the empty bed and found that Zhang Fan woke up earlier than him.Using his keen perception, Parker felt something was wrong on the top of the building almost instantly.

Turning over to the upper room, Parker shuddered before he could stand still.

A coldness that originated from deep in his heart emerged from his limbs and enveloped his entire body.Even with his physique that he could run around in Antarctica wearing only a vest, he still felt unusually cold.

And just when he couldn't bear it anymore, all the coldness suddenly disappeared.

"It looks like you woke up quite early." Zhang Fan opened his eyes, and the blue ice mist mixed with black air was swirling between his legs.

"This is it." Parker stared at the middle of Zhang Fan's legs, feeling a little dazed.

"It's just a weapon, nothing to make a fuss about." Zhang Fan smiled and put away the meteor-like thing, and then asked with a smile, "Do you want to go out with me to cause trouble?"

Stark Industries

"Sir, Miss Potts has called you 160 times. Are you sure you don't need to tell her about your situation?" Jarvis's voice sounded unusually permeable in the empty room.

"No need." Stark rubbed his bloodshot eyes, looking a little tired.

"According to the progress of the instrument, it will take three hours, 27 minutes and 14 seconds to complete the analysis task, and you have already worked for 45 hours, 60 minutes and [-] seconds. You have violated the eight-hour work system of the labor law. You"

"To shut up"

After 3 minutes of silence

"sir."

"I said shut up." Stark grabbed his hair in a frenzy.

"Miss Potts is already at the door with a chainsaw."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dense and thin voice kept coming from the door.

"Oh, my God, didn't I tell you not to tell her I'm back?" The sound of the chainsaw became more and more obvious, and Stark was really going crazy.He walked to the door, rolled down his sleeves, put on his hat, adjusted his expression, and then asked Jarvis to open the door.

"Hey honey, you, poof"

With a heart-wrenching punch, Stark almost spit out his bile, and the watch on his hand also pointed at Potts.

"Ahem, Jarvis, put it away." Stark put his hand down with some difficulty.

"Why are you preparing to hand over the company to me? Why don't you answer my calls? Why do you keep avoiding me?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," Stark hugged Pepper into his arms.

"I don't want you to leave me, I don't want to, ugh."

"No, I've solved it, I've solved it." Stark patted Pepper on the back.The latter raised his head, with tears still hanging on his pear-shaped face, as if to see if Stark was lying.

Stark pointed at the liquid suspended in the huge instrument like a funnel behind him, "Three hours, only three hours, I can analyze it, and my problem can be solved, just give me some time." "?"

After speaking, Stark kissed Pepper, not giving the other party a chance to answer.It took a while before the two separated.

"Three hours, okay?" Stark gently pushed Potts's messy hair behind his ears and kissed the other person's forehead again.

After sending Potts away and closing the door again, Jarvis' mechanical voice suddenly sounded, "Sir, even if the unknown element is analyzed, the possibility of neutralizing the toxicity of the palladium element is only 20.00%. Six point seventy-four, in cooperation with Osborne Industries To make an antidote, the chance of success is 30.00% [-]. Do you need me to contact Mr. Norman Osborne for you?"

"Shut up" Stark shouted irritably.

Compared to Osborn's genetic technology that treats people as a joke, he prefers this unknown element with strange activity and even strong assimilation.

At least, in this field, no one will do better than him

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