From Gods to Marvel

A black wind suddenly blew through.

Wednesday's long gray hair was blown away. He raised his eyebrows and stared at the dark fist that was smashing straight.

Shadow is a strong black man, he is a big man.

Of course, he is not as tall as Sweeney, but when it comes to fitness, he is only better than him.

Sweeney threw down the lucky gold coin in a drunken state. At this moment, his power was greatly damaged and he was only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

boom.

He was hit in the face by this punch, or the bridge of his nose to be precise.

The leprechaun's upper body leaned back unconsciously, and the back of his head hit the backrest of the booth hard.

"Well done, good dog, come on, kill me!"

Sweeney's nose was bleeding, and he suddenly stood up laughing.

"Let's have a duel between men!"

"Listen, you have already paid the price for your rude words, and I will not fight with you again."

Shadow drank a glass of mead, his second.

Sweeney laughed heartily.

"Everyone, listen, what a noble character... With all due respect, his deceased wife was with a man before she died..."

"Sonofbitch!"

Shadow stood up suddenly, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, moved his shoulders, and hit the leprechaun on the cheekbone with a punch.

Sweeney was struck by the force and sent flying down the aisle.

Several adjacent decks were cleared instantly, and no one wanted to be affected by the battle between these two big men.

The security personnel of the bar did not come to intervene. It is too common for drunkards to go crazy.

Shadow and Sweeney had a scuffle, constantly swinging their fists and hitting each other in the face.

Wednesday sat calmly, his eyes always fixed on the lucky gold coin, which still did not stop spinning until this moment.

"Coward, you are a coward!"

The leprechaun pinned the shadow beneath him, swinging punch after punch.

"If you only use words to insult others, I guarantee you will not survive a week in jail."

Shadow kept twisting his head, dodging left and right, dodging three or four punches, but he was inevitably hit twice.

Wednesday picked up the wine barrel, first poured himself a glass, and then filled it with Shadow.

"The nights are always long."

He picked up the wine glass and looked into the void with a smile.

Shadow and Sweeney punched each other no less than a hundred times, hitting at least thirty or forty times. The price was that their noses and faces were swollen, and blood continued to bleed from their nostrils and mouths.

Ten minutes later, they all fell to the ground, but only the shadow got up.

"The bet... belongs to me!"

Shadow stood up unsteadily and held down the gold coins spinning on the table.

Under his palm, the sun pattern on the gold coin began to glow and heat, as hot as coals.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Shadow suddenly let go of his hand, but accidentally fell to the ground.

"Oh, kid, I think you need some rest...a glass of mead will help you fall asleep quickly."

Wednesday smiled and handed the wine glass to Shadow. He seemed to have no intention of picking up the big man.

"thank you boss."

Shadow sat on the ground, the scene in front of him was a little blurry, which was not a good feeling.

He took the wine glass, held it to his mouth tremblingly, and drank it quickly.

Boom!

He fell to the ground again.

Wednesday raised his eyebrows, took the wine glass from Shadow's hand, and put the hot gold coin into his hand.

"Good night, child."

He smiled, then lifted Shadow up and walked out of the bar.

As for the leprechaun, he is just one of his subordinates. Who cares about his life or death?

……

The world of the dead, the lava single-plank bridge.

The world is quiet.

Thunder, this powerful force originating from the sky, appears in the world of the dead.

Both the sphinx and the mummy were turned into powder and disappeared.

The river of magma has solidified and turned into gray volcanic rock.

"We have to get over here quickly."

Iris grabbed Laura's arm and rushed towards the other end of the single-plank bridge.

He was not sure if Anubis had any other back-ups. The best option at this time was to get to Jennifer's area as soon as possible.

"Man, what kind of race are you anyway?"

Laura was still immersed in the shocking scene of thunder raging, and she was sure of one thing - Iris was not a human being.

"No matter what race I am, you have to know that I am your only hope of getting out of here."

Iris put away the spear, put Laura on his shoulders, shortened the pace, increased the frequency, took a run for a while, and then threw Laura like a javelin.

"Damn it, you really aren't human!"

Laura fell heavily onto the lava, and everything around her began to change. An invisible corridor with no end appeared beside her.

"I can't seem to argue."

Iris smiled, he increased his stride, jumped up suddenly, and landed on the other side of the single-plank bridge.

"What is your number?"

He asked, standing in the corridor, looking down at Laura.

"Thirteen!"

Laura took out a crumpled green paper ticket from her trouser pocket, with a number written on it-"13".

Her face looked a little ugly. This number was a very unlucky number for Westerners.

Jesus had dinner with the twelve disciples, but was betrayed and ultimately crucified.

"Hey, relax, this is the territory of the Egyptian gods, Jesus has no business here..."

Oh, damn, I forgot he just sinned against Jesus. "

Iris was joking with his back to Laura, but his eyes were always fixed on the front of the queue.

"I thought you weren't coming back."

Jennifer was still wearing the red suspender dress. She walked barefoot, and her delicate and slender toes looked particularly tempting.

"Death doesn't think so."

Iris spread out his hands and shrugged helplessly.

"Let me see, what kind of beauty can make you risk everything to save her?"

Jennifer pushed Iris away and looked at Laura on the ground.

"Okay, I have serious doubts about your aesthetics... Do you like this kind of flat figure? Damn it, I can't do breast reduction for you!"

Jennifer lowered her head, looked at her snow-white ravine, and complained helplessly.

"Who do you think you are? That you can judge my wife?"

Laura stood up, took the pile of dollar bills out of her chest, and then threw them at Jennifer.

"Calm down, crazy girl!"

Iris grabbed the pile of dollar bills.

"I have to find the cause of her death, which is related to whether we can return to the world."

Iris calmed down his emotions and looked at Jennifer with a smile, his eyes clear and gentle.

"I think maybe it won't be necessary."

The corners of Jennifer's mouth curled up slightly, she looked stunning.

"what?"

Iris was stunned.

"She seems to have come back to life."

Jennifer pointed behind Iris—Laura was no longer there.