Time and Space Office of American Comics

Chapter 51

After getting off the plane, Mars walked out of the airport carrying a backpack and a black rectangular box.

Now, he is in Brazil, in order to complete the task he took.

After hailing a taxi outside the airport, Mars rushed to his destination.

Hearing where Mars was going, the driver of the rough car was surprised. After looking at Mars, he said, "Sir, you don't look like someone who will go there. Are you going to do business?"

Mars responded casually, and said, "Oh, I'll go find someone."

"Then you have to be careful, it's more dangerous there, even more dangerous to you foreigners."

Mars raised his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

"Hey." The driver laughed and said, "If you need a bodyguard, you can call me, and I'll find someone for you."

Mars said coldly: "No need, I can protect myself."

The driver smiled shyly and said, "Okay, okay!"

With a glance, the driver saw the box Mars placed on the back seat from the rearview mirror, and said, "Sir, is there a gun in it?"

As soon as the words came out, the driver closed his mouth in regret.

God, he seems to have discovered something, and he said it stupidly, if the other party wants to silence...

The driver trembled, with a look of fear on his face.

Noticing the other person's expression, Mars twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "No."

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to speak, Mars said directly: "I just got off the plane, and I'm a little tired."

The driver shut his mouth knowingly.

Mars in the back seat looked at the black box beside him, reached out to touch it, and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.

Fortunately, he caught up, and T'Challa compensated him for his weapon.

Vibrating gold weapon.

He waited these two days mainly for this weapon.

Although it wasn't the giant sword he was used to, it was also a type of weapon he liked very much.

Knife.

A katana sword made of vibranium.

As for the name, T'Challa called it, Black Panther's Wrath.

If it is heard by ordinary people, it will naturally feel that this is just an ordinary name, but Mars, who knows T'Challa's identity, can't help but laugh out loud after hearing this name.

This is T'Challa's anger at Mars who pitted him.

"never mind!"

Thinking of the appearance of the knife, Mars whispered, not caring.

I have gained all the real benefits, so why not let others talk about it?
After closing his eyes and dozed off for a while, after the taxi stopped, Mars handed the driver two bills, and left quickly under the other's curious gaze.

Looking up at the sun above his head, Mars found a hotel and stayed directly.

Standing by the window of his room, Mars looked out of the window at the slums just one street away from him, and he admired Bruce Bonner a little bit.

In such a place, to be able to stay so long.

"Let's go find him tonight."

Mars whispered, lying on the bed, he planned to catch up on sleep.

……

"what!"

A cry of pain came from the dark cave, and a figure lying on the cot suddenly sat up, and then pressed his chest.

After touching the cold metal, the figure relaxed and relaxed.

Hearing the sound, a man with glasses, a bald head, and a beard on his chin got up from the bed in a daze, and said, "What's wrong? Stark? Are you having a nightmare?"

"It's okay, Ethan." Tony squeezed out a smile, looked at the reactor with blue light on his chest, touched it lightly, and said, "I'm still not used to it."

Ethan pushed his glasses and joked with a smile: "At least it's better than holding the battery."

"Things are moving in a good direction."

"Haha!" Tony laughed, and said, "You're right, Ethan!"

"what time is it now?"

"Five in the morning."

Tony jumped off the bed and said, "Let's get to work!"

Ethan looked at Tony in surprise, and exclaimed, "But you only rested for three hours!"

Tony waved his hand, bent his arms towards Ethan, and said, "Look, I'm still quite strong. Although I'm not as good as that pervert, three hours is enough."

With less sleep, his manufacturing progress can be completed more, and it will be earlier before he escapes here.

"Pervert?" Ethan smiled and said, "Stark, you've mentioned that pervert many times. I'm curious, who is the pervert you're talking about?"

Tony put away the smile on his face, and said slowly: "He is my friend, a powerful fighter."

"If I had his power, I would have killed those bastards long ago."

Thinking of those heavily armed terrorists, Ethan took a breath and said, "Then he must be very strong."

"Yeah." Tony agreed, pointed to the reactor on his chest, and said, "If it wasn't for him, it would take a while for this thing on my chest to appear."

Mars gave him the equipment of the Predator, and got a lot of inspiration from the energy device that provides energy for the microcomputer and the shoulder cannon, which greatly accelerated the emergence of the Ark reactor.

"Hehe!" Ethan said with a smile: "Then you really have to thank him, otherwise, you will have to hold the battery for a while."

"Haha!" Tony laughed out loud, and said, "When I go back, I must have a good drink with him and you!"

Ethan nodded and smiled, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Then let's start!"

"start!"

……

At night, Bruce got off work from a busy night at the factory, bought some vegetables on the way, bought two cans of beer by the way, and returned to his home.

As soon as he opened the door, a puppy ran over, circled him twice, and sat in front of him.

Bruce bent down with a smile on his face, touched the puppy's head twice, and said, "Hey, I'll make food right now."

"Wow!" The puppy happily wagged its tail.

Walking into the room, closing the door, Bruce turned on the TV, picked a channel at random, checked the time, poured himself a glass of water, walked into the kitchen, and started making today's dinner.

Dinner is very simple, but it takes some time to make, and he regards cooking as a kind of exercise to exercise his patience and concentration.

In no time, a simple dinner is ready.

"looks great."

Putting the dinner on the dining table with a smile on his face, he conveniently placed the dinner for the puppy under the table. Bruce opened a can of beer, took a sip, watched TV, and ate dinner.

"Huh!" Taking a deep breath, Bruce whispered: "It's another simple day, only work, no transformation, this is a good sign."

Only since the last experiment, a terrifying monster appeared in his body, a monster that was beyond his control and extremely angry.

He regarded it as a disease and was always looking for a cure.

Such a quiet day is his ideal state now.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a knock on his door.

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