Marvel's Ten Thousand Worlds Recycling System

On the back of the note was a string of addresses, which seemed to be not far from my home. There were some words written on the front of the note.

"Come to my house on the weekend and I'll teach you some self-defense techniques."

Natasha's words made An An ecstatic. He suddenly realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding. Not everything had to be purchased from An An An. For example, fighting skills or sword skills could all be purchased by oneself in the real world. It just takes more time to be a middle school student. Natasha is one of the few senior agents in the entire S.H.I.E.L.D., and An Xin is full of expectations for the one-on-one guidance of Black Widow Natasha. At the same time, he also plans to After the mission, he went to a training class to practice swordsmanship. He couldn't waste his lightsaber. This also gave Anjing no chance to mock himself.

The day passed quickly. Because of Tony's personal reasons, Anxin left work early. As for the personal reasons, just look at Tony taking Potts out. Anxin would know. Outside, he could only rely on SHIELD. Protected secretly.

"Singles, you have to eat alone." An Xin complained. He bought some ingredients downstairs and headed to the elevator. He got off work early today, so An An decided to cook something by himself to pass the time.

"Wait a minute." An Xin shouted as he looked at the elevator that was about to close its door, but the elevator door was still closed.

"Come on up." Just when An An was feeling a little frustrated, the elevator opened again, and the person who spoke was a woman wearing a Bohemian dress. I don't know why, but An An always felt that the Bohemian dress was wearing on her. Somewhat inconsistent.

"Thank you, 13th floor." An Xin said. The reason why he chose this floor is because there are only three residents on the 13th floor of the whole building. 13 is a very bad number in the United States. No one likes this number because it represents evil. , also represents a curse, but for An An, a Chinese who grew up under the red flag, just be quiet.

"Do you also live on the 13th floor? I'm Silver. I live in 1307. I just moved here today." Silver said excitedly, as if he was happy to meet a neighbor.

"Nice to meet you, Silver. I'm An Xin. You can call me An." Hearing Silver's words, An Xin frowned. He had been suffering from delusions of being persecuted recently, and he felt like there were always unscrupulous people trying to harm him every day. I, 1307 is my next door neighbor, not far away from me. An Xin secretly looked at Silver, and there was nothing suspicious about him. The only thing that looked a little strange was that this bohemian man skirt, who would go out wearing a bohemian dress on a winter night.

"Professional needs." Silver smiled sheepishly. She seemed to have noticed An Xin's doubts. Only then did An Xin notice that she was holding a bag in her hand. In the bag was a white dress and There were some miscellaneous cosmetics, the more conspicuous one being a box of condoms. Thousands

The elevator soon reached the 13th floor, and the two people got off the elevator at the same time. Just as An Xin opened the door and was about to enter the room, Silver's voice suddenly came.

"An, you are very handsome. If you come to me, I can give you half price, just tonight. If you are good enough, I can do it for free. You can come in the future, but I don't necessarily have time when I can." Silver shouted loudly to An Xin.

If An Xin didn't realize Silver's profession at this time, An Xin would probably be a fool.

"Prostitute." Thinking of this, An Xin relaxed for a moment. Who would send a prostitute to seduce? At least he must send a girl from a good family. If this is the case, it should be a coincidence that Silver lives here. An An Xin knows this neighborhood There are many famous bars and nightclubs, and as a prostitute, it should be understandable that she chose the 13th floor, probably to save money. Soon An Xin found countless reasons for Silver. When people want to believe it When something happens, his subconscious will help him fill in the loopholes one after another.

"Idiot." Jing Jing looked at An An's stupid look and complained silently in his heart. He lost his soul after being praised for a few words. What if he wasn't an idiot?

An Anxin cut the beef he bought into fillets, and cut the mutton into mince. An An Xin decided to show off his skills today and reward himself for his hard work.

Soon, with An Xin's good cooking skills, a beef tenderloin with green pepper and a mutton stir-fried with green onions were put on the table. When the rice was ready, the steamed rice was also cooked. An Xin was about to start his wonderful afternoon. Of course, if It would be nice without this annoying doorbell.

"Ding dong, ding dong." An Xin's doorbell rang suddenly.

Putting down his chopsticks, An Xin opened the door.

"Hello, what's wrong?" There was a young girl at the door. She looked about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was wearing a black tights that stood out.

"Um, I'm sorry, sir, do you have any butter at home? I've run out of butter and I didn't have time to buy it." The girl blushed and said embarrassedly.

"There should be some. Let me go find out. Are you also a resident on this floor?" An Xin opened the refrigerator door and rummaged for butter. He remembered that he had just bought butter for making steak in the future.

"Yes, sir, I am, Felicia, Felicia Hardy. I just moved here today and live in 1303." The girl said delicately.

An Xin was suddenly stunned, the real owner was here.

"What's wrong, sir?" Seeing the stunned An Xin, Felicia frowned, was she exposed somewhere?

"It's okay. I have a good friend named Felicia, but she passed away last year. I won't mention such sad things. Sorry, Felicia, I ran out of butter. Do you want to use butter for dinner? If If you don't mind, you can stay and eat together, I just made dinner." An Xin smiled and hid the butter in the deepest part of the refrigerator, and pretended to be rummaging through it carefully. After rummaging for a while, he said apologetically Said to Felicia.

"Forget it, sir, I still have to prepare dinner for my parents." Felicia hesitated for a moment and refused, but she was ecstatic. It was so simple and An Xin took the bait. As expected, she was still more charming and could easily Song let the man take the bait.

"Well, I'm An Xin. You can call me An. If you have any questions, you can come to me. If I can help, I will try my best." An Xin looked at Felicia and said with some regret.

What, you just give up? Can't you invite me again? Why are you so impatient? Do you know how to flirt with girls?

"Okay, Ann, I will definitely come and taste your cooking skills next time I have a chance." No matter what she was thinking, Felicia still had a sweet smile on her face, but her heart was full of questions, why? This man didn't play by the rules. Looking at An Xin's clear eyes, Felicia suddenly wondered if it was really just because she had the same name as his friend that he invited her to dinner.

"Okay, it's a deal." An Xin sent Felicia away with a smile.