100% Psionic Power In Marvel

Holding both sides of the shield with both hands, Angel turned the shield to the back with a little force, then extended his arms into the grooves laterally, and locked the alloy buckle to fix the shield on his right arm.

He had already anticipated the weight of the shield, so he went all out and lifted the tower shield with all his strength. Hong's biceps condensed into lumps under his fierce force.

"Sure enough..."

Angel staggered, and he couldn't use the shield well with only one arm, so he assisted with his left hand, barely holding on to it.

Ivan nodded secretly, Angel deserves to be born with divine power, the thickness and quality of this shield are first-class, he can barely use it, it is very good.

"How?"

"It's really good..." Angel unbuttoned the alloy buckle and let it go.

The shield landed on the ground with a thud, and he took two steps back and exhaled.

"If only it could be easier."

"Well, that's enough for Jessica."

When the two returned to the house, Karen was sitting on the sofa, bent over, holding a pen, as if she was keeping a ledger.

But his eyes were fixed on the LCD TV not far in front of him.

The house has two floors, Karen and Angel live below, and Ivan lives above.

"What are you looking at?" Angel asked Karen carelessly.

The 21-year-old Karen looks like she is 30 years old now without a beard, from the short red hair at the beginning to the yellow shawl hair now.

The yellow hair is his original hair color.

"I'm watching the news, there are so many dangerous things recently, I really advise you not to walk on the street when you are idle!" Karen said.

"Oh..."

"Next time..." Karen said, "Try to contact someone who can pick up the goods yourself."

"What did you see scaring you like this?" Angel sat on Karen's left side with his buttocks, his arms naturally wrapped around Karen's neck, like a good brother.

Karen felt her neck was very tired, like being pressed by a mountain.

Ivan looked at the TV screen, he saw the news broadcast the terrorist attack in New York yesterday.

"You know." Karen lifted Angel's thick arm on his shoulders and straightened her waist, "In the past two days, there have been terrorist attacks on several streets in the center of New York City, and reports say that not only are they armed with Guns, and some can jump very high, and can kick open locked iron doors with one foot, so obviously they are not ordinary people like you!"

Ivan nodded: "I will be careful."

"Why does this happen all the time recently, since the monster destroyed Fifth Avenue a few days ago... The law and order here was not so bad before." Angel muttered.

Ivan thought for a while and said, "Then you have to be careful, prepare bulletproof vests, and put them on when you go out on the street."

"By the way, it's my birthday today, we'll prepare something delicious tonight, and then..."

Just as he was talking, Ivan's phone rang.

"Hello."

"Hello, is that Mr. Jones?" a female voice asked casually.

"Yes."

"I took a fancy to a painting you exhibited in the art museum. Would you like to talk about it?" a female voice.

"Which one?" Ivan asked.

"It's the "Destroyed Dormammu"

"I painted that picture for a long time, and I spent a lot of energy on coloring it at the time. I expect it to be sold for 10,000 US dollars." Ivan said solemnly.

"Sir, I haven't decided whether to buy it or not, I just want to talk to you," said the person on the phone.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I don't have that much time, if you don't want to..." Ivan said lightly.

"I intend to."

"Then see you at the museum."

"no problem."

...

After hanging up the phone, Ivan said a few words to the two, then put on his formal clothes and went out.

"Ivan! Don't forget to give birth to the orchard when you go!" Cullen shouted.

"I won't forget this." Ivan waved his hand without looking back.

"Can you bring me a birthday cake when you come back? Large!" Angel shouted.

"no problem."

...

After Ivan left, Karen continued to keep the accounts, Angel got up and decided to take a bath first, and then pick the fruit trees that must have been full of fruit in the orchard.

After taking a bath and coming to the orchard, Angel glanced at the blue shield placed on the ground, and then set his eyes on the fruit trees.

"it has started."

The orchard is located in a sparsely populated area on the edge of the city, and the land is fertile.

Therefore, in addition to Ivan's orchard, an old couple also has a piece of land here, where they grow vegetables.

Angel filled a cart with fruit, and then pushed the cart outside the garden to load the fruit on the truck.

Batch by batch, so repeatedly...

...

Odin Art Gallery.

Ivan was sitting on a chair, and opposite him sat a woman dressed in strange clothes.

The woman was wearing a brown cloth and a brown-gray hood, watching Ivan calmly.

"This painting is called Dormammu of Destruction," the woman said.

"Yes." Ivan replied.

The woman nodded, her eyes were always on Ivan's face.

"Excuse me, why do you have such a name?"

"Anytime." Ivan smiled.

The woman lowered her eyes and looked at the painting on the table again. The painting had been taken out of the frame, and the entire front of the painting could be read.

The painting depicts a soul-shaped monster with black flames all over its body, with two twinkling purple eyes inlaid on the soul body.

The background is the universe, this huge soul-shaped monster stands in the universe, stretches out its weird big hand, and holds the...

is the earth.

Such an oil painting is lifelike under the embellishment of Ivan.

It is beautiful and domineering.

"How did Mr. Dormam know?" the woman asked in a soft tone.

Ivan listened, smiled and asked, "Why, does it really exist?"

The woman was silent for ten seconds~www.NovelMTL.com~ and then said solemnly: "Yes, it exists."

"Ha~ha~ha~" Ivan laughed loudly, "So you really didn't come to buy my paintings, I'm just selling some sketches for a little money. As for how do I know."

Ivan suddenly stopped laughing, paused, and stared lightly at the painting on the table: "Who doesn't have a little secret yet?"

The woman was stunned for a moment. At this moment, she suddenly felt that the young man sitting opposite her was like a giant sitting in a stormy sea, with immeasurable power.

Ivan's words were instantly shot in her mind like waves.

Secret?

Yes, the woman remembered that there is such a thing as a secret, and she also has one, and it is still a secret.

"Okay, if you don't buy it, I'll go say hello to the curator and let him frame the painting again."

Ivan left.

The woman gently took off her hood, revealing her bald head. She watched Ivan's back gradually fade away, and her heart gradually returned to peace.

...

After going to the dessert shop to buy a cream cake and some desserts, Ivan returned to the orchard and called Jessica.

"Jessica, come to me at night~ I have a surprise for you!"

"Huh? What?"

"Haha, you'll know when you come. By the way, and Angel's birthday today, let's eat a cake with him."

"Okay! I'll be there later, Fan!"

"Well, don't be too late."

Ivan felt that Jessica would definitely like that shield, the Shield of Hope.

Especially at night, when it is waved, it emits a fluorescent blue light. Although it is weak, it is very beautiful!

"So is this shield cool for Jessica?" Ivan thought, "It should be cool!"