The God of Ninja in American Comics

There is something to say.

If she is not deeply involved in the world, take her to see the prosperous world; if her heart has gone through vicissitudes of life, take her to ride the merry-go-round.

This used to be Rogge's tactical plan on the battlefield.

But he later discovered that this was not his true trump card.

What really made him become the little white dragon in the waves was not these seemingly reasonable methods, but a fact that was so simple and crude that it couldn't be more complicated.

Handsome!

Very handsome!

very handsome!

This is the ace weapon that made him famous.

However, just as he was about to gallop forward, he soon encountered the Waterloo of his life.

For a scholar who prefers knowledge, his previously invincible handsomeness has encountered unprecedented challenges.

Although he deliberately created several romantic encounters that little girls of Gwen's age would love, the cruel reality slapped him hard.

The eight-pack abs with obvious lines, the golden ratio figure that looks thin when dressed and fleshy when undressed, plus a handsome face that is not inferior to the popular youngster.

Not only has the appearance condition not deteriorated, but it is also better than before.

In addition, now that he has a considerable net worth, in terms of external conditions, his charm has improved several levels compared to before time travel.

It shouldn't be. Even if the cultural concepts are different, it won't be such a bleak start.

Even the well-informed widow of a well-known rich man in New York has always been thinking about him, which shows that his charm is always online.

What exactly went wrong?

It can't be because top students only like top students, right?

After thinking carefully for a few minutes, Rogge felt that this possibility seemed quite high.

Among all the personalities, academic master is the most difficult to disguise, especially in front of a real academic master.

Forget it, no more!

It’s not like I’m trying to pick her up, I just want her to be the superhero Spider-Gwen.

Time passed day by day, Dr. Connors continued his work of reversely restoring the equation, and Roger also continued his daily life.

Accept the commission, complete the commission, invite Gwen to dinner, accept the commission, complete the commission, invite Gwen to watch a movie...

To be honest, Rogge is quite satisfied with the current pace of life.

The difficulty of the commission is not high, the rewards given by the system are also very reasonable, the amount of chakra has been increasing, and the development and research of Wooden Ninjutsu and Sharingan Genjutsu are also progressing well.

Except for the last key piece of the equation that Dr. Connors has been struggling to figure out, everything else is going well.

Last time, Dr. Connors said it would only take a week or two to derive the final key data.

However, three months later, he was still deriving that key figure.

In order to support Dr. Connors's research, his savings were declining at a visible rate, and the bank's deposit figures almost fell below ten digits.

Fortunately, the hard-working Punisher and Abomination made up for part of his losses to a large extent.

Just when he thought this dull day would continue, he suddenly received a call from Coulson.

"Roger, we have a problem now. If it is convenient for you now, please come over immediately. The address is in Brooklyn..."

After giving Rogge an address, Coulson immediately hung up the phone, or in other words, was forced to hang up.

"What is this, do you really think of me as a member of the Avengers?"

Although he said this, he still teleported to the block closest to the location Coulson said, and then walked towards the address Coulson said.

However, when he just arrived at the neighborhood Coulson was talking about, he suddenly felt a familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere.

This is……

The moment he sensed this breath, his face became extremely cold.

SHIELD really dares to do anything!

After performing teleportation several times in a row, he came to the office building Coulson mentioned, and then saw a scene like purgatory on earth.

This office building is not big, only six floors, and it is older than Rogge.

From the outside, this is an unremarkable old office building.

But as soon as he walked into the lobby on the first floor of the office building, he could see corpses one after another, and they were corpses that died in a way he was familiar with.

Wooden escape·cutting technique!

The cause of death of these corpses was as if they had been infected by his cutting technique.

Wooden thorns pierced out of the corpse's body, and the blood stained the floor red. The death was extremely tragic.

After taking a few deep breaths and temporarily suppressing the anger in his heart, Rogge came to a corpse and cut off one of the wooden thorns with a kunai.

Although from the outside, these wooden thorns are very similar to the wooden thorns he used to perform cutting techniques.

But in fact, the two are completely different worlds.

The wooden thorn he is holding in his hand is just ordinary wood. There is no chakra on it, and it does not have astonishing vitality like his wooden escape.

In terms of hardness, these wooden spines were far inferior to the wood he summoned using Wood Release.

Even without the supply of chakra, the wood he summoned using Wood Release cannot be easily cut with an ordinary metal knife.

The huge difference between these wooden spikes and his wooden escape wooden spikes is like the physical difference between Captain Rogers and the Hulk.

But even so, the existence of these wooden thorns is enough to prove something.

When he threw away the blood-stained wooden thorn in his hand, he saw Colson, or in other words, Colson who almost lost his right hand.

Colson still looked like a straight suit, but at this time, there was a huge wound more than 20 centimeters long on his right hand.

Although some simple bandaging and treatment had been carried out, blood still couldn't stop pouring out of the bandage.

Next to Colson, there were two figures he was somewhat familiar with.

Melinda May, and Grant Ward.

"You'd better give me a satisfactory answer, otherwise, you know the consequences..."

Rogge's tone was as cold as his face at this moment.

"I only learned about these things today. There was an accident in the experiment and the experimental subject was out of control.

SHIELD will give you a satisfactory answer, but before that, I hope you can help deal with the out-of-control experimental subjects for the sake of those innocent people. "

Colson said in a weak tone. The large amount of blood loss made his face extremely pale, and the severe pain from the wound also caused obvious sweat on his face.

"What qualifications do you have to make demands on me now? Do you really think I don't dare to take action against SHIELD!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rogge came to Coulson in an instant, grabbed his neck with his right hand, and lifted him up.