witcher in marvel

Chapter 355 Defender Alliance

As a young but skilled top killer, little purple-haired Lolita understands the importance of firepower, and the destructive power of extraordinary ability is obviously better than that of guns.

This point can be clearly felt by paying attention to the daily show of the famous hero group-"Super Seven".

No matter how fierce the firepower is, it is not much stronger than a weak chicken in front of the motherland and Queen Maeve.

The purple-haired little loli envied her very much. If she had that kind of strength, she could kill all the gangsters who killed her mother directly.

However, the young Lori is also very clear that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and she must pay the same price if she wants to obtain powerful supernatural abilities.

The appearance of Bai Jinglan and the so-called admission invitation was so strange that no matter whether it was Super Killer or Big Daddy, they kept an attitude of avoiding it.

So, little Lolita didn't say yes, nor did she say no, she casually put it off, turned around and ran away.

Bai Jinglan didn't care either. The recruitment process has been handed over to Professor X and Wolverine. With Professor X's rich experience, he will definitely be able to settle the father-daughter pair.

Steve wiped the blood from his clothes, and his eyes were chasing the little loli who left.

When Minty's figure disappeared into the alley, he turned his head, looked at Bai Jinglan seriously, and asked, "Mr. White, do you still need staff in your school? Uh, I'm not capable of being a teacher. I'm not qualified to be a school principal." Just work."

After going through the few scenes just now, he found that he can still use his spare energy, at least to help these children who have strayed from their personalities, to re-establish a correct outlook on life.

Coulson's face froze: "Captain..."

Steve interrupted him and said, "Agent Coulson, I have decided to retire, but don't worry, before I retire, I will help solve the Hydra matter."

"..."

Coulson opened his mouth, and finally just sighed.

From the standpoint of fans, he certainly hopes that Captain America will always be active on the front line and become the spiritual symbol of the United States.But from the standpoint of a friend, he knows that Captain America has paid too much for his dream, and he should have his own life.

Bai Jinglan smiled and said, "Of course I welcome you if you want to come to school."

He paused before continuing: "Oh, I can give you another benefit... Agent Carter is old and will pass away in two or three years. If she wants, I can create a young girl for her. body, so that you can relive the scenery of your youth."

Steve's eyes lit up suddenly: "Really?"

"of course."

Bai Jinglan shrugged, "This is the welfare of the school staff."

"I'll go see Peggy and ask her what she means, if she wants to..."

Steve thought for a moment, suddenly a little panicked.

For him, the relationship with Agent Carter is still a matter of yesterday, but for Agent Carter, nearly 70 years have passed.

"Although I haven't met Agent Carter, I don't think she has forgotten you."

Bai Jinglan shook his head and smiled, pointing to the small shop on the corner, "You haven't eaten for decades, are you interested in trying Chinese food?"

Steve was stunned, looked at the Chinese restaurant on the corner of the street, and then at the blood-stained clothes: "I think I should change my clothes first."

His clothes are not only dilapidated, but also in the style of the 40s, and he always feels out of place when walking on the street.

"No need."

Bai Jinglan raised his fingers and flicked casually, and Steve's clothes were blown by the wind, causing a thin layer of ripples.

When the ripples calmed down, his retro outfit had completely changed.

T-shirts, jeans, sneakers, very ordinary attire, but also very modern attire.

"Wow... your magic is really amazing?"

Steve pursed his lips, "I suddenly thought of a question, have magicians existed for a long time?"

Bai Jinglan: "Longer than human civilization."

Steve: "So, there were magicians during World War I and World War II?"

Bai Jinglan said, "Of course."

Steve couldn't help but said: "There were two world wars, and the death toll exceeded [-] million. Magicians have such a powerful force, why don't they stop it?"

"Because the magician's enemies are not in the material world, and..."

Bai Jinglan glanced at him, and jokingly said, "Do you think it would be a good thing for the magic world to intervene in secular power?"

Steve frowned and said nothing.

While talking, the three of them had already walked into the restaurant.

The scale of this restaurant is small, but it is definitely not small. There are more than 20 tables, 100% Chinese style, but because the time is getting late, there are not many diners.

Bai Jinglan found a table, took the menu and scanned it, reported the same dish name, and spit out a string of dish names.

"Boss, Yipinguo, Sea Cucumber with Scallions, Jiuzhuan Large Intestine, Mullet Fish Egg Soup, and this, this, this...all of them."

For him who can absorb the energy of the universe, food is no longer a necessity, and now it is more about satisfying his appetite.

"Guest, look...it's late, we're going to close."

Looking at the long list of dish names, the Chinese boss was a little embarrassed.

All these dishes are cooked again, and it is estimated that it will be late at night.

Also, the three of them eat more than a dozen dishes, are they not afraid to hold on?

Bai Jinglan looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "I have a hunch, you won't be able to close today."

The boss didn't know why, so just as he was about to persuade him a few more words, the guests at the other table waved: "Boss, pay the bill."

"coming."

The boss hesitated for a moment, but still handed over the menu to the chef, and then went to pay a few customers.

The serving speed of this restaurant is quite fast, and the taste is very authentic. Unfortunately, Steve has too many worries in his heart, and everything he eats tastes like chewing wax. Coulson is not in the mood to eat, and keeps making side-talking attempts to make Steve Cancellation of retirement plans.

Only Bai Jinglan had a good appetite and swept away most of the dishes on the table.

Except for Bai Jinglan and the other three, the people at the last table also left.

After the Chinese boss settled the bill, he personally sent them out of the door and greeted them warmly, "Thank you for coming, and it's a pleasure to see you again."

He hung the "close" sign on the door, turned around and took only two steps when he saw a group of people rushing in in a hurry.

"Sorry, we're closed."

However, no one paid him any attention.

"We need to turn off the lights," said the handsome man with the gray scarf wrapped around his eyes.

"How do you know the lights are on?" the only lady asked curiously.

The boss raised his voice in confusion: "I said, we are closed..."

A white-haired, blue-eyed, white-haired young man in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly stopped in front of him, and said anxiously, "We need a place to hide."

The boss also saw that these people were no longer customers, and said bluntly: "Then change the place, I'm going to call the police..."

"No!" The black burly man standing by the window watching outside raised his hand and said seriously, "You will put the police in danger..."

"I don't want to explain!"

The slender girl answered coldly, pressed both hands on the wooden cabinet with decorations by the window, and easily lifted the thing weighing hundreds of catties to the back of the glass door.

This time, the boss dared not speak.

With his small body, he couldn't bear the supernatural power of this woman, and he would probably be crushed in a moment.

The white youth was also surprised and said, "She's really strong."

"To protect you sir, we have to make it look like the store is closed."

While talking, the young man with his eyes wrapped closed the curtains and locked them tightly. Then the boss was speechless: "It's indeed closed!"

"We are not bad people, we won't hurt you, don't worry..." The white young man persuaded the boss in fluent Chinese, and suddenly took out a black card from his pocket, "Otherwise, this is good, you let us hide here overnight, I'll help you pay half a year's rent."

"..."

The boss hesitated. This is Manhattan. Although it is not the central area, half a year's rent is still not a small amount, almost equivalent to three months' turnover of a restaurant.

"make a deal?"

Seeing the change in the boss's expression, the young Caucasian man's expression brightened immediately, "As long as you're cooking something for us, um... Just follow the recipes of those gentlemen."

"……All right!"

The boss struggled for a while, but agreed.

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(End of this chapter)