The King of Fighters in the Marvel World

Hearing Ling Cheng's voice, the three people in the room stopped what they were doing and ran to the door happily.

"Master, you are back!" Peter jumped up and took the lead and shouted in surprise in front of Ling Cheng.

"Back." Ling Cheng smiled.

"Master." Zhou Zheng and Will arrived just now. Will originally opened his arms and wanted to give him a hug, but seeing that the master already had one in his arms, he could only retract his hands.

Ling Cheng looked at the three apprentices and asked with a warm smile, "Have you three practiced well?"

"Go back and dig it out!" Peter suddenly shouted in a low voice, his left hand turned into a claw and grabbed it with great force.

"Master, how are you doing?" Peter said, looking like he was about to praise me.

"You don't need to read the formula aloud." Ling Cheng said with black lines on his head. He didn't expect that the little spider would take it so seriously if he was just joking. If Ling Cheng, an outsider, would definitely think that there is an honest person here, everyone should bully him. , but Little Spider is one of our own after all, and being fooled into this by him made Ling Cheng's face turn red.

"I think it's even more powerful when you read it out." Peter said with a puzzled look on his face.

"As long as you are happy." Ling Cheng waved his hand.

"Master, Zhou Zheng and I have sensed the anger," Will, who finally found the opportunity, interrupted.

"Not bad, not bad." Ling Cheng praised him for cultivating his energy so quickly. Although the energy intensity of this world is high, it is inseparable from the efforts of the two of them. Ling Cheng was also happy for them.

It's good to hear Ling Cheng's words coming out of his mouth. Will and Zhou Zheng both looked excited. It's so rare. Even the little spider is a little jealous.

"Okay, okay, are you clingy enough? There are still children here." Ling Cheng lowered his head and smiled at Mai Zhuo in his arms.

Mai Zhuo then left Ling Cheng's arms and said, "I'll cook for you." and ran away.

Ling Cheng looked at Mai Zhuo's back with a hint of tenderness on his lips. When he turned around, he saw three disciples looking at him with bloody expressions.

"What are you looking at? Peter Weir goes off to practice. Zhou Zheng stays." Ling Cheng said indifferently.

"Oh." Peter Will responded, turned around and left, looking back at them from time to time to wonder what Ling Cheng was doing leaving Zhou Zheng behind.

"Are you feeling better?" Ling Cheng asked, looking at Zhou Zheng who had been silent for a long time.

"Yeah." Zhou Zheng responded in a low voice but his eyes were fixed on Ling Cheng. Ling Cheng knew that Zhou Zheng wanted to know the result. Originally, Ling Cheng didn't want to take out that thing. But looking at Zhou Zheng's firm eyes, Ling Cheng hesitated for a moment, and when he turned his hand over, there was Xue Linlin's head.

Zhou Zheng's face turned pale when he saw the head, but after seeing the head's face clearly, there was deep hatred in his eyes.

"I have already avenged you. This person is not the mastermind, but the mastermind is dead. I broke his neck with my own hands." Ling Cheng consoled him.

"The great revenge has been avenged, and your parents can rest in peace. If I still care about you, it must be that I hope you live well. Many people must have said these words to you. I won't say more. From now on, the martial arts school will be It’s your home.” The purple flames in Ling Cheng’s hand burned the head into ashes.

"Thank you, Master." Zhou Zheng choked up. He knew that his master was kind to him and didn't like to meddle in his own business. The master who was afraid of trouble went so far as to help him avenge himself and went straight to kill this terrorist who dared to threaten the entire United States. You can imagine the danger involved. , Fortunately, the master came back safely, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"I am your master and you are my apprentice, as you should." Ling Cheng rubbed Zhou Zheng's head and pushed him to signal that he could get out.

"Do you need help?" Ling Cheng asked, leaning at the door of the kitchen and looking at the back of Mai Zhuo who was cooking.

"No, just let me cook it for you." Mai Zhuo said, picking up a potato and turning it into shredded potatoes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, master, this is a master." Ling Cheng praised.

Mai Zhuo turned around and raised his eyebrows, smiling arrogantly.

"By the way, I'm going to bring you back an old friend this time. Do you want to know who it is?" Ling Cheng joked.

"Old friends, where can I have any friends other than the boss?" Mai Zhuo asked doubtfully.

"Then I'll do a magic trick for you." Ling Cheng smiled and used the R-level fighter recruitment card.

A tall figure appeared out of thin air, with short red hair and a football babe's attire. The word "hot" means "hot" and "hot" means "hot". Ling Cheng silently gave the artist another thumbs up.

"Weiss!" A cry of surprise came from Mai Zhuo's mouth. He didn't expect that the boss would actually call out Weiss.

"Mai Zhuo" Weiss, who was still a little confused, said softly while looking at Mai Zhuo who was holding her hand with a face full of joy. What kind of situation is this? Although my relationship with Mai Zhuo is good, it is not so good that they are so intimate.

"Welcome." Ling Cheng interrupted.

Weiss frowned and looked at the man next to her. Whoever this stinky man seemed to be was her boss. Naturally, Weiss had such an idea in her mind.

Walking to Lingcheng, Weisi carefully looked at this smelly man who made him feel familiar. But he smells good. Weisi shook her head feeling that no man was a good thing and his destiny was to be torn into pieces, so it was better not to include him.

"Boss." Weiss shouted with some resistance.

"Be good." Ling Cheng said with a smile.

Sweet Weismei's eyes widened and she clenched her hands into fists. How dare this man dare to be her own boss? That's not allowed. She has never been praised for being good like a pet in her life. I really want to kill someone. Weiss struggled in her heart for a long time, but finally lost her momentum and turned her head away without speaking.

Mai Zhuo couldn't help but smile when he looked at Wei Si. Others didn't understand Wei Si, but she did. Weiss is a cruel woman who doesn't like anyone, especially when a man falls into her hands, no one is complete. Now I feel like a doormat in front of my boss.

Ling Cheng was also very innocent. How did he know that Wei Si had so many thoughts in her mind? His idea was very simple. The one he recruited should be the same as Mai Zhuo. It was true to praise her, but seeing that Wei Si looked wrong and Ling Cheng was preparing to withdraw first, it was better to let Mai Zhuo communicate with her.

"Uh, you guys cook, I'll leave first." Ling Cheng waved his hand and disappeared quickly.

"Cooking" Weiss was stunned, "Maizhuo asked us to cook"

"Yeah, I know you can't, just let me do it." Mai Zhuo said with a smile.

"Are you Mai Zhuo?" Looking at Mai Zhuo acting like a good wife and mother, Weiss felt that her three views were completely overturned. A cold-blooded killer as cold as ice is actually cooking in the kitchen

"You still don't know if I am Mai Zhuo?" Mai Zhuo said as he picked up the vegetables and washed them.

Weiss looked carefully and saw that it looked like Mai Zhuo. She took a sniff and found that it was really Mai Zhuo.

"You have to learn it in the future anyway, so why don't you wash this dish first, and I'll fry the shredded potatoes first." Mai Zhuo made room for Weisi and started to heat the oil.

Weisi looked at Mai Zhuo, who was extremely serious, and then at the vegetables in the bag. Her head was covered with black lines.

Let me learn how to cook