Overwatch comes to Marvel

Chapter 323 Confirmed Eyes

In the period where bad movies gather, "Torbion" is undoubtedly a clear spring in the desert. Even if it is not so sweet, it can bring a ray of hope to survivors.

Although it is only a few minutes trailer, it also makes fans everywhere look forward to it.

When it’s almost [-]:[-] p.m., you don’t go anywhere, just stay at home, it’s like eating instant noodles for half a month, and then suddenly hear that someone will bring you a bowl of delicious beef noodles at [-]:[-] p.m.

Definitely not going anywhere and waiting at home, a fool would miss that bowl of beef noodles.

Ronin was also waiting for the trailer to go online. At the base, in a warm coffee shop, he watched the short trailer with the Watchers.

The Shenlong brothers are busy with the kendo gym, and they usually come back very late, and the earliest is nine o'clock in the evening.

As for Dr. Banner, sometimes he went late, so he simply waited until the end of work and came back with them, taking care of each other on the way, so as not to be targeted by some bad guys.

In fact, under normal circumstances, no bad guy would stare at them, unless there was something wrong with their brains.

Even if you don't know them, you can only avoid them at a glance.

What the hell is a tattoo boss who looks like a social banker at first glance, and a guy covered in mechas who doesn't look good at first glance, and the other is a little normal, but he walks with them, so it's not easy to start with.

Taking a step back, even if Banner walks alone, why don't you try?Don't beat you up like an idiot, really think Hulk grew up eating cabbage?

Even the ungrateful General Ross kept staring at Dr. Banner and did not dare to act easily when he saw the two people beside him.

Speaking of which, in order to get acquainted with the Overwatch team and understand the abilities of each Overwatch, General Ross watched all the Overwatch movies.

So much so that when Hanzo and Genji appeared in his eyes, two different voices sounded involuntarily in his mind, each of which was trembling.

"Golden gold wow, it's so cool!"

"Liu ga wa ga deqi ao ku la filth!"

The man who controls the dragon...

Confirmed the eyes, is a person who can't be offended.

Overwatch at its peak had the world's top weapons and equipment, and these weapons were all made by a talented engineer named Torbjörn Lindholm.

For this old man, the watchmen are 1 welcome, not for anything else, just for someone to repair the broken equipment in the future, and to transform it into a stronger one.

The rocket hammer that has been fighting with Reinhard for a long time has left a lot of scratches, including the crusader armor, so he misses Torbjörn Lindholm... his daughter Brigitte Lindholm, a well-behaved and sensible girl like a caring little padded jacket.

Whenever his battle armor is damaged, Brigitte will repair it in time, and she will also maintain it when she is not fighting, treating the equipment like a lover, taking care of it in every possible way.

As for her old father Torbjörn, Reinhardt is actually quite welcome.

If he hadn't given birth to such a sensible daughter, after Overwatch disbanded, after he became a knight-errant who upheld justice and embarked on an adventurous journey, he might not even have a talking partner on the road.

Thanks to Brigitte who walked with him, maintained his battle armor, chatted with him to relieve boredom, took good care of him, guarded him and helped the weak, like a daughter.

Thank you, Torbjörn, I am worthy of being a godfather. This is Reinhardt's inner monologue.

So much so that he asked Athena five minutes before eight o'clock in the evening: "Athena, Tobion is coming soon, and his daughter Brigitte shouldn't be far away, right?"

"It's a secret..." Athena said seriously.

"Reinhardt, what do you think about every day? You look forward to his daughter before Tobion comes? Who is her daughter?"

McCree, who was squatting outside the door and smoking a cigar, couldn't help but come over and laugh at Reinhardt's question.

Want to occupy the old man's daughter?Let him know before hammering you to death.

"Get out! Come in after you finish drawing!"

The angel frowned when he smelled the smoke, stared at McCree and pointed out the door, speaking in an orderly manner.

There was a lot of laughter in the room, McCree was so embarrassing, he looked at the angel innocently, do you want to save face?Anyway, we are also comrades in arms who have fought side by side, how boring it is.

The angel did not budge, his pair of blue eyes were full of determination, he could smoke cigars, but not indoors.

As the only medical staff, she must resolutely safeguard the health of the rest. Second-hand cigars are more harmful than second-hand smoke.

The smoke from cigars contains more harmful substances than cigarettes, and it takes longer for the smoke to dissipate than cigarettes. Therefore, passive smoking of cigars is more harmful than cigarettes.

This is not nonsense, it is all scientifically based.

The angel finally understood that McCree would never be able to quit cigars in this life, it was in vain that she had told him so much before, she was playing the piano with the cow.

Simply ignore it, stop nagging, just smoke as much as you like, as long as you don't pollute the indoor air.

Knowing that McCree is the kind of guy who doesn't flirt all day and feels uncomfortable all day, Reinhardt feels that it is necessary to explain for himself, lest people who don't know gossip.

"Brigita is the daughter I share with Torbjörn, and I am her godfather."

Although the old comrades all know this, there are also some who don't, such as D.Va, Thomas, and Ronin.

"It's so exciting..."

The corners of Thomas' mouth curled and his eyeballs rolled, showing a meaningful expression. Matched with his extreme skin color, the word "wretched" was vividly displayed.

Everyone didn't notice the ambiguity in that sentence at first, but after he said it, his expression was very subtle, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, everything was in silence.

Of course, there are also unsteady ones, like Song Hana, she just "poofed" out, making Reinhardt blush, so embarrassing.

"What's in your head, you bastard, straw? What do you think about all day long? Why don't nightclubs kill you?"

Reinhardt can't wait to hit him with a hammer and let him spiral into the sky.

Seeing that he had the idea of ​​swallowing people, Thomas quickly swallowed his next words, keeping his mouth shut tightly, joking should be done in moderation, otherwise accidents will happen.

Luo Ning smiled lightly, tonight is really a bit of a skin, knowing that Torbion is coming soon, is that why everyone is so excited?

To be honest, I was really excited. Luo Ning wanted Torbion to design an exclusive weapon for him. Transformation is not fun, and most of the time it is not necessary.

He wants a brainless weapon right now, the kind that can be operated by a fool with one button, the kind that can block and kill gods and Buddhas, and the kind that Thanos will tremble three times when he sees it.

Thoughts drifted back to reality, Luo Ning felt that it would be more practical to sleep.

Yeah!

It's eight o'clock!

(End of this chapter)