The King of Fighters in the Marvel World

"Ahem, I have an idea that I would like to ask your opinions on." Ling Cheng motioned for Mai Zhuoweisi to come back to her senses.

"Do you think we should buy a building or an island?" Ling Cheng asked. Both options have their own advantages, but Ling Cheng still prefers the latter, buying an island and building his own kingdom. It must be a great feeling of accomplishment.

"Island" the two women shouted without hesitation with their eyes shining.

On this day, Ling Cheng flew over the sea and kept flying at a low altitude, circling an uninhabited island, buying whatever he wanted. Lingcheng went straight to the Atlantic Ocean to see the island.

"This one is a bit small." Ling Cheng said to himself.

He took out the map and put a cross on the icon of the island, then checked the direction and flew towards the next target. This was already the 23rd island that Ling Cheng had seen, but there were some things that Ling Cheng was dissatisfied with. At this moment, Ling Cheng was just like some old men who bought a house.

This is Ling Cheng's first island in his life, and his future home base. Even someone as trouble-conscious as Ling Cheng is very cautious. But in the final analysis, it was money, the bastard's fault. If it was Tony, he would have bought it regardless of whether it was 37 or 21.

But Lingcheng was poor. After being analyzed by Mai Zhuoweisi and his two professional secretaries, Lingcheng realized that 100 million US dollars was actually not much. It cost money to buy an island, money to build, and money to recruit troops.

Only the head of the family realizes that oil and rice are expensive. Even the few experimental equipments that Hall, who was kidnapped by Lingcheng, casually reported, made Lingcheng gasp in air-conditioning. Is scientific research so easy to do? It’s all done by burning money.

In fact, one's own strength is the foundation. Let's just sell Hall back to SHIELD. Ling Cheng hesitated for a long time before stopping this idea. But it also dispelled a lot of Ling Cheng's enthusiasm. Fortunately, Mai Zhuo and Wei Si were capable and did most of the work in an orderly manner, so Ling Cheng, the hands-off shopkeeper, had no choice but to go out and look for the island.

Ling Cheng, who was flying at this time, paused and looked at the rapidly gathering dark clouds in the distance with a gloomy expression. He really forgot to read the almanac when he went out. It was windy and sunny one moment, but now it was hit by a storm. Do you want to leave? Ling Cheng hesitated and chose to wait where he was. He hadn't seen the storm yet. He is also a bold artist. He is a fan of wind. Today he will experience the magic of nature.

Soon the sky turned dark, and the strong wind rolled up the dark clouds, like God spilling ink. There was a rumble of thunder, and streaks of lightning seemed to pierce the sky. This made Ling Cheng shrink his neck subconsciously. By nature, there is always some fear of lightning. After a while, raindrops as big as soybeans fell from the sky and crackled on Ling Cheng's mental shield.

On the calm sea surface, huge waves began to show their teeth and claws under the strong wind. Lingcheng concentrated on controlling the manic airflow around him while maintaining a shield to resist the heavy rain. Lingcheng was suspended in the air alone.

"This is a good place to practice the wind, the power of the serpent." Ling Cheng said to himself. In just a moment, he felt that his understanding of wind had deepened a lot.

"Love is like a sudden storm in a blue sky with white clouds and clear sky." Ling Cheng was so leisurely at this time that he even started humming a song.

I wonder if God couldn't stand Ling Cheng's arrogant look. With a "boom", an electric snake with a thick arm snaked down from the sky and directly hit Ling Cheng.

The mental shield struggled for a moment and was immediately shattered. Hiss, Ling Cheng took a breath of cold air and felt waves of electric arcs flashing across his body, leaving half of his body paralyzed.

Lingcheng swayed left and right in mid-air and remained stable. The raging wind and heavy rain made Lingcheng miserable. Ling Cheng wiped his face in shock. At this moment, he felt the world's deep malice towards him. As expected, it was easier to pretend than to be struck by lightning.

"The wind is blowing hard." Ling Cheng thought for a moment that he should evacuate quickly. No matter how good he was, he still had some doubts about his life.

Ling Cheng propped up his mental shield again and quickly found a direction to fly out of the storm. Within half a moment, another bolt of lightning rushed down. Ling Cheng sweated coldly as he looked at the lightning that passed by him, and looked bitterly at the lightning-dense sky. It really offended Lingcheng so much that he regretted it. What kind of artistic conception did he create? He still looked at the storm. He ran away earlier and now he is at home with his wife.

Ling Cheng flew towards the direction where the lightning fell before. He planned to wait and see. He heard that lightning would not fall twice in the same place. Another bolt of lightning as thick as an arm fell, but it was the Hulk's arm. Ling Cheng saw a flash of lightning and was struck before his body could react. Strong electric current flowed through Ling Cheng's body, his body couldn't stop shaking, and his hair stood on end.

"Who the hell is this fellow Taoist who is going through this tribulation again?" Ling Cheng only had this thought flashing through his mind before he was paralyzed and fell from mid-air.

The heavy rain still continued, and the strong wind whipped up waves several meters high and hit the rugged cliffs. A dark and huge island stood on the sea, and the true appearance of the island was only revealed by the light of lightning flashing from time to time. A dark hand suddenly broke out of the huge waves and grabbed onto the rock protruding from the cliff. Then a figure emerged from the water and it was Ling Cheng who had survived the disaster.

"Dry Li Liang, I almost capsized in the gutter." Ling Cheng coughed violently with a look of shock on his face. He was struck by lightning and paralyzed, and he fell into the sea and was knocked unconscious by the huge waves. He was not good at water, and he drank a lot of sea water along the way. If it weren't for his amazing physique, he might have been the first unlucky time traveler to die.

After observing the environment, Ling Cheng jumped up and quickly climbed up the cliff like an ape. This place is obviously an island. Ling Cheng is planning to take refuge here. Today is too unlucky for Ling Cheng to dare to continue his journey.

A huge rock lay across the road that Lingcheng had to pass. Lingcheng jumped up and discovered that it turned out to be a natural stone platform and a cave at the end. Ling Cheng looked overjoyed and ran over without hesitation.

The darkness inside the cave did not affect Ling Cheng's vision. Ling Cheng could still see at night with his physical condition. After looking around, Ling Cheng realized that this was not a deserted island, because it was obvious that the cave was dug manually and the walls were There were unknown patterns painted on it like ghostly symbols. Ling Cheng was stunned and couldn't guess what it meant.

Is this where Picasso lived in seclusion? Ling Cheng thought with a smile. He also had no intention of exploring. The purple flames rising from his body dried his clothes, and Ling Cheng leaned against the wall to regain his strength. Having spent a lot of energy resisting the violent storm and surviving a thunderstorm inexplicably, Ling Cheng felt like his body had been hollowed out.

Ling Cheng took out the scrapped mobile phone from his pocket and threw it away, and then took out a new mobile phone and card from his backpack. He wanted to report to Mai Zhuo that it was safe, but after turning it on, it showed that there was no signal.

With the sound of howling wind, Lingcheng gradually fell into a deep sleep.