Marvel's princess becomes king

As Charlie's "Longxing Land", and Bella secretly spent a lot of money, and also mobilized many elite soldiers from the police circles across the country, the Los Angeles Police Department dispatched the police very quickly. After receiving the notice, they also Very concerned.

In less than ten minutes, seven or eight police officers arrived at the scene.

Although Thanos is now in the body of an Earthling, he still has the temperament of killing countless people. He looked back with a fierce look on his face, holding a hammer, and the police immediately drew their pistols.

"Drop your weapons! LAPD!"

"Hands on your head! Put down your weapons! Otherwise we will shoot!"

They surrounded Thanos.

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The policemen raised their guns and shouted. Thanos's head was filled with chaotic memories. In addition, without the additional abilities of the Underworld Police Department, he could not understand English, so he only knew to continue moving forward according to his instinct.

A policeman shot Thanos on the wrist, and the hammer fell to the ground. The remaining policemen rushed over and knocked down Thanos. One of the white policemen even knelt down to suppress Thanos. He was on the ground for seven minutes. Seeing that Thanos was breathing out more and taking in less air, he thought of his superiors' words about civilized law enforcement, so he handcuffed him behind his back, pressed his head and pushed him into a police car.

"I'm going to kill...kill you!" Thanos roared intermittently, and no one cared at all.

Thanos became an earthling and spent his first night on earth in the Los Angeles Police Department. Charlie, the former chief, became the president. The police atmosphere across the country was somewhat better, at least here in Los Angeles it was better than before. Much more civilized.

They asked Thanos a lot of questions, where he came from, where he was going, and who else was at home, but Thanos couldn't understand a word. He could only mutter "Daughter, my daughter." His Titan The Los Angeles police certainly don’t understand it.

No one suspected that he was an alien. A bunch of police officers just thought it was some kind of minority language. Seeing that they couldn't find anything out, they locked him up with a group of homeless people.

When it was almost early the next morning, a group of heavily armed soldiers took Thanos out of the police station and put him in another car. They changed cars and boats in succession. Along the way, his brain was interacting with foreign memories. He struggled, unable to resist, and was unable to resist. Finally, Thanos was taken to an underground base.

The base personnel drew his blood and performed various tests, and then locked him in a small closed room.

After a night and an early morning of buffering, although he still had a severe headache and Thanos had lost most of his memory, he finally regained control of his body.

"Sir, what's your name?" A black man wearing a black windbreaker and an eye patch with a sinister face asked him.

The black man wore a strange watch on his wrist, and Thanos thought he could understand what he was saying.

"Daughter... I want to find my daughter..." He was still very weak, and most of his memories were lost. Apart from killing people and running away, the only thought left in his mind was to find his daughter.

"What's your daughter's name?" the one-eyed black man asked.

"...I, I...I don't know."

"Do you remember your name?"

"I, I, I can't remember either."

At this time, a middle-aged man walked up to the one-eyed black man and said in a low voice: "Director, the energy reaction last night was mainly in Los Angeles and New York. In New York, a man named Wade Wilson came back from the dead, but that guy He has many friends in the mercenary circle and seems to have some working relationship with the Continental Hotel. Our people are still trying to track him. As for this guy..."

The middle-aged man held a tablet computer and took pictures of Thanos's face and made comparisons. Before returning to his cell, Thanos knew his current name, at least the name of this body, Joe. Dorset.

In the next few days, Thanos was kept in a cell by them. Every morning, noon and evening, someone would bring him meals. Three meals were dumplings, steamed dumplings in the morning, boiled dumplings at noon, and fried dumplings in the evening. .

Thanos wanted to vomit when he saw the dumplings, but in order to maintain the energy required for physical exercise, he forced himself to eat them every time.

Now this human body is too weak, with flabby muscles and a big belly. Thanos can only exercise according to his remaining memories.

He worked hard to learn English, exercise hard, and remember his killing skills. At the same time, he wrote down his scattered memories bit by bit in Titan language. He made full use of every minute and every second to improve himself, even though he could not remember his previous memories. Name, but his heart is full of tenacious fighting spirit, and he cannot defeat himself under this current difficulty!

His bloated figure and chaotic mind had a certain confusing effect. Thanos successfully deceived the guards. He used his daily bath time to avoid the monitors and dug a passage wide for one person in the bathroom with his own fingers. On the fifteenth day of his imprisonment, he successfully escaped from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s prison, carrying a large pile of letters recording his memories.

According to the method in his memory, he got rid of the pursuers. Along the way, he kept changing clothes, changing routes, and taking different means of transportation to avoid those guys called police on this planet. However, he was still too weak and ate dumplings every day. He was exhausted from eating, and after the initial adrenaline secreted by escaping subsided, a strong sense of exhaustion surrounded him.

He held on to the wall, trying not to fall.

"Sir, are you okay?" A young woman's voice sounded behind him. In the past, he would have reached out and strangled this woman's neck, but now he really had no strength.

He asked in a hoarse voice and in extremely stiff English: "Where is this place?"

"Los Angeles..." The young woman walked up to Thanos. She had shoulder-length blond hair, and the light green in her eyes seemed to remind him of something.

Thanos muttered "daughter" to himself before fainting.

An hour later, Thanos woke up in the young woman's rental house. He knew her name, Wanda Maximoff, who was now a nurse in the hospital.

"What about you? What's your name?" Wanda asked.

"Joe... Joe Dorsett." Thanos announced the name of this body,

"Nice to meet you, Joe."

Wanda is a very compassionate woman, and Thanos' move of talking about her daughter in a coma touched a certain chord in her. In the next few days, she has been taking care of this frail but strong-willed man.

Thanos' English proficiency has improved rapidly, and he is also working hard to learn the knowledge around him.

Those experiences of mountains of corpses and seas of blood feel more and more distant in my memory, like another person and another period of life.