The leader of the comic world

At night, Chen Qi thought about the bottle of blue reagent. There was no doubt that Rogers gained his amazing physique because of that bottle of reagent. That body's faint strength even surpassed his.

He wanted to find an opportunity to compete with Rogers. Since practicing ancient martial arts, he has not met a decent opponent, which is not a good thing for improving his strength.

In the evening, Chen Qi came to the conference room, and Rogers was also there.

He saw someone he'd always wanted to meet, Howard Stark.

At this time, Howard was observing Rogers' body with great interest. His eyes were like admiring a successful scientific product.

When he came in, Howard's eyes shifted to him. The martial arts of China is also a magical power in his eyes.

"I asked you to come here today because I have a task for you." Phillips said.

Chen Qi's eyes lit up. He was eager to continue to make achievements.

Rogers also wanted to know what the mission was.

"You are ordered from above to represent the military in charity performances across the United States to spread positive energy. Now the world is in war and pain, and it needs spiritual comfort." Phillips said.

Chen Qi frowned. Is there any mistake? Less than a week after he came here, he was asked to return to the United States to perform for charity and show off his monkey tricks to the capitalists.

Rogers did not resist Phillips' arrangement and agreed by default.

"What are your thoughts?" Phillips noticed Chen Qi's expression.

"My abilities are more suitable for use on the battlefield." Chen Qi said lightly.

Phillips shook his head, "No matter how strong one person is, he can't change the situation of the war. Under the attack of the allies, he will definitely lose. A local war is of little significance. If you can boost the morale of the people across the country, it will be better than killing people on the battlefield." The enemy is more helpful."

Chen Qi wanted to say something else, but Howard interrupted: "You can leave on a private plane with me. I think the benefit performance is very good. Hollywood movies have great potential for development. You can take this opportunity to accumulate popularity now. After the war, , can participate in movies."

Chen Qi didn't know much about movies, but he could get closer to Howard through this. He had no suitable reason to disobey military orders, so he had no choice but to agree.

Three days later, the stage was set for a benefit performance in Washington, USA.

Below, Howard is sitting there with a cigar in his mouth, and politicians and business elites are sitting next to him.

This surprised Chen Qi. Howard was the chief planner of this charity show. Under his influence, he was able to get to know most of the famous people in the United States.

Chen Qi watched from behind the stage. Rogers put on a dramatic costume. The tight-fitting costume stretched out his muscles, and he danced a very childish dance with a bunch of hot girls.

Chen Qi watched and secretly swore that even if he was shot, he would not do such a thing.

After the benefit dance, Rogers received warm applause.

The host came to the stage excitedly, "Now let's ask US Army Sergeant Chen Qi to show us Chinese martial arts."

Chen Qi walked slowly to the stage wearing a black gown. The original drama costume was a horn suit that exposed her breasts. At that time, Chen Qi smashed the table in anger, and the chief director was frightened and brought a gown.

At this time, in the second row, an old man with a white beard was stroking his beard and looking at the stage.

A gentleman next to the old man smiled and said: "Howard, this is what you call a man who knows Chinese martial arts and has no sense of style."

The gentleman's name is Justin Hammer, the boss of Hammer Heavy Industries and Howard's nemesis.

"If you mean it's not useful, you should go back to Hammer Heavy Industries and take a look at the products you made." Howard smiled.

Stark Heavy Industries is the designated supplier of the US military. Although Justin was angry, he still maintained a gentleman's smile on his face. At the same time, he did not forget to kiss the blonde girlfriend next to him and said calmly: "If you can prove the conclusion with your mouth, , there is no need for us doers. It just so happens that the person next to me is Yang Qianli, the great master of Chinese martial arts, the head coach of our Hammer Heavy Industry Security Team. Compare."

Howard turned around, not looking at Justin, staring unscrupulously at Justin's girlfriend's breasts, and said calmly: "Okay, this isn't the first time I've slapped you in the face."

Chen Qi came to the center of the stage and finished practicing a set of boxing techniques without any interest. He did not work hard at all. He would jump high and kick, do back flips, and do some fancy moves to fool the amateurs below.

"What do you think of his martial arts?" Justin Hammer asked Yang Qianli.

"It looks good but it doesn't work." Yang Qianli stroked his beard and squinted his eyes slightly, feeling confident.

After Chen Qi finished a set of boxing skills, the audience applauded enthusiastically, and everyone was shocked by his fancy moves.

"I heard that China's kung fu focuses on actual combat. If there is no competition, it is better to watch women dance. If it is good to look good, then I, Hammer Heavy Industries, will have to modify the fireworks." Justin Hammer suddenly stood up, a gentleman Just kidding.

His words immediately aroused laughter and approval.

On the stage, Chen Qi glared at the man in a suit with cold eyes. Who dared to have fun with him?

As soon as Justin finished speaking, Yang Qianli, who had white hair and white beard, stood up.

Justin Hammer introduced: "This is a Chinese-American, Grandmaster Yang Qianli, the most famous martial arts master. I recommend him to compete with the man on the court recommended by Mr. Howard."

Hearing Justin Hammer mention Howard, the interest of these upper-class people was immediately aroused. Everyone knows that Hammer Heavy Industries and Stark Heavy Industries are sworn enemies. Stark Heavy Industries has always stabilized Hammer Heavy Industries. Today, Justin Hammer Mo found an opportunity to face Howard again.

In the gloom of World War II, these upper-class people didn't mind watching a good show.

Howard agreed, and Yang Qianli slowly walked to the stage.

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Suddenly, the only voice of opposition in the audience was heard. The speaker was none other than the person involved, Chen Qi.

"The people you sponsor seem to be afraid," Justin Hammer said with a smile. "It's a smart move to give up early to avoid making a fool of yourself."

Everyone also laughed, it seems that Justin Hammer earned face today.

Howard was a little puzzled. He knew Chen Qi's skills, and his character was not a person who was afraid of trouble. He cut a knife into two pieces. He was definitely a ruthless person.

"I'm not an actor." Chen Qihan said while scanning the crowd.

"Sergeant, do me a favor." Howard winked at Chen Qi.

Chen Qi hesitated and nodded, thinking it was a good deal to let Howard owe him a favor.

He looked at Justin Hammer again and said with a smile: "Mr. Hammer, you are also a respectable person. You don't want to bet anything, you just want to talk nonsense."

Justin Hammer was stunned. He didn't expect that a Chinese would dare to challenge him in a high-society scene.

"What do you want to bet on?" Justin Hammer said.

"To be honest, ten million." Chen Qi said lightly. During World War II, ten million was an astronomical figure.

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