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Bank listened to this roar and complained shamelessly: "Don't leave. Sit down and have a cup of tea. We can talk about anything. Oh, let me go. He threw me out before I could finish absorbing it."

Yes, the energy absorbed by the system in the dark space has not reached saturation with the same energy, otherwise there would be a beep.

However, Bank searched in his mind. Although the dark energy was not absorbed to the extreme, it still provided him with more than 50,000 energy points, and the harvest was not bad.

It's just that I seemed to have overacted just now, and I guess it almost left a psychological shadow on Dormammu.

Naya has been traversing the multiverse for tens of millions of years, relying on the power provided by the dark space. Now he encounters himself, a messy and messy stick. It is estimated that no matter who calls him in the future, he will not come back.

Thinking back on it now, Bank felt a little regretful of his nonsense. He clearly should have practiced Tai Chi with him, and finally waited until the system absorbed the dark energy before he pretended to say something that was not clear-cut.

But after passing Bank, he didn't bother to worry about anything. Instead, a bat wing landed on the ground.

Looking at Dr. Strange and the others walking over, Bank motioned to them to wait, then he walked into a clothing store, changed into normal clothes, and walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

Every time he used the demon form, he would transform into a ferocious demon god more than three meters tall. His clothes were not as high quality as Hulk's underwear, so he was stretched into strips in an instant.

So Bank was lucky enough to directly use his ability to disperse the clothes, which made it easier to fight against the enemy. Of course, because the demon form would completely change the body structure, Bank did not have the embarrassing situation of being blown around in all directions.

"Why is he so angry when Dormammu ran away? Is it because you are too powerful?" Wang said to Bank blankly.

Bank raised his eyebrows and said: "Of course, that kid can run fast, otherwise I will push him to the ground and beat him. After the beating, I will make a tanned corpse of him and hang it on the starry sky door as a warning. "

Bank couldn't remember at all that he had been bombarded with hundreds of withered planets just now, and he couldn't hold his head up, so he began to boast about himself.

Strange on the side smiled with a strange expression: "Then why do you seem to have been thrown out?"

Bank glanced at this ignorant young man and said with a pout, "Why are you talking so much? I obviously just fought with him and retreated. You only saw him knocking me back eight hundred feet, but you didn't see me." One shot sent him flying backwards, and he almost knelt down and called Grandpa to let me let him go."

Strange smiled and shook his head, and then said: "By the way, what did he mean when he just said that you should never go to the dark space? He will never come to the earth again."

Bank picked up a box of fried rice noodles from a roadside stall and started sucking it. Looking at the strange looks in the eyes of a few people around him, he rolled his eyes and said, "You see, I saved the world, so I can't ask for it." Order some tributes, people. Odin’s tributes are all gold and silver treasures, and again they are pigs, cows, chickens and sheep. What’s wrong with me eating a box of takoyaki? It’s very tiring to save the world.”

Seeing that the people around him still had weird expressions and didn't speak, Bank explained to them while sipping the fried rice noodles: "Domammu's words are of course literal. As long as I am still on this planet in the future, I guess... He won’t come again, you know the deterrent effect? ​​He’s afraid of being beaten by me.”

Strange smiled and shook his head and said, "Hurry up and finish your meal. I will lift the space barrier after eating."

Bank looked at the stagnant time around him, took a final sip of the fried rice noodles, threw it into the trash can, and gave Doctor Strange a "whatever you want" look.

Strange nodded and waved his hand again, and the green runic light lingered on his arms. It was like an outsider clicked the play button on a paused video page. In an instant, the crowd was restored.

The lively streets of Hong Kong are back, and it’s no different from usual, except that one shop found that a box of fried rice noodles was missing.

Doctor Strange smiled and said, "Let's find a hidden place to go back."

But Bank stopped him. This girl was still thinking about the stir-fried crayfish she ordered: "Wait a minute, I have something else to get."

Under everyone's doubtful eyes, Bank led them to a roadside stall.

Bank said to the old man: "How is my lobster?"

"What lobster?" The old man who was shaking the spoon looked at Bank in confusion.

"Forehead"

Only then did Bank realize that time had gone backwards. Logically speaking, this old man had never met him at all in this timeline.

Bank coughed and said: "It's okay, I got the wrong person, fry me some crayfish, and some takoyaki, please hurry, someone is waiting."

The old man nodded suspiciously, then looked at the group of people in strange clothes behind Bank, and said: "Follow the rules, don't be anxious. Young man, you look like a gatekeeper, are you in a hurry to save the world?" ah."

After hearing these familiar words, Bank shrugged and said, "It has been saved."

ten minutes later.

In the helpless eyes of Doctor Strange and others, the old man handed a packaged crayfish and takoyaki to Bank and said: "Seventy-eight yuan young man."

Bank took the handbag smoothly, but was stunned because he was wearing new clothes, not to mention his wallet, and even his cell phone was turned into dregs and floated to who knows where.

So Bank looked back at Doctor Strange and others, and said blankly: "Have you brought any money?"

Doctor Strange and Mordo looked at each other, then shook their heads at Bank.

Nonsense, we are here to save the world, so we don’t have time to bring money. Besides, look at our mage robes, it doesn’t look like we can carry anything.

We usually reach out and take things out from other dimensions, but the streets are so boiling, how can we use magic easily?

Fortunately, one person resolved Bank's embarrassment. In the eyes of the boss who was about to call someone, Wang raised his finger and said, "Ah, I think I have it, but it's only sixty or seventy yuan. I don't know if it's enough."

As he said this, Wang rummaged around on his body, took out a handful of crumpled change, and handed it to Bank.

But just when Bank was about to ask the boss to give him a few bucks off and save some face for his foreign friend, he was interrupted again by a loud roar.

I heard a man and a woman rushing over not far away, shouting: "Stop and catch the thief"

ps. I will slowly make up for what I owe in the past few days.