Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man

Chapter 105 Life and death are unpredictable
Ye Qingyang stretched out his right hand and said OK.

Playing racism in front of yourself?

Also yellow pig?

"If you slap yourself 100 times now, I can consider letting you go."

Ye Qingyang gave the courtesy first and then the soldiers, and gave what he thought was the lightest punishment.

"Sorry, sir, our noble race will not admit mistakes to the inferior race." The white old woman shook her head and refused with a mean face.

Her husband is also a staunch supporter of racism, as the saying goes, it is not a family that does not enter a house.

In the hearts of the two of them, except for whites, other races are low-class and inferior races.

I have made similar remarks before, but because of their status, money, and power, no one can sanction them.

"you sure?"

Ye Qingyang couldn't bear it, he was a yellow man full of kindness in his bones.

"Certain, positive and undeniable!"

Caucasian women get so high up that they almost have white YYDS written on their faces.

"Also, let me tell you, as a Caucasian, how can you degenerate yourself and be with a yellow-skinned pig, this low-level race, just for fun, but you must not put us Caucasians Giving her her genetics would tarnish the purity of our blood!"

"If you keep talking like that, I'll beat you!"

"Well, I'll just scold her, what can you do to me? I just want to scold, yellow pig—yellow pig—yellow pig, hit me, you idiot!" The white woman seemed like a shrew, right Watching Ye Qingyang yell at him.

"Snapped--"

Ye Qingyang's right hand slammed the white woman's face reflexively, and the white woman who was chattering just now jumped up from the ground and flew towards the store door like a rag.

"Crack-"

With irresistible momentum, the white woman smashed through the glass and rolled onto Rockefeller Avenue.

"My Cao, you dare to hit someone, I will fight with you!"

Seeing his wife being beaten, the white man became vicious, picked up a stick from the counter and swung it at Ye Qingyang's head.

Ye Qingyang kicked out with his left foot, and immediately kicked towards the opponent's perineum.

"Snapped--"

There was an inaudible cracking sound, the Caucasian man's eyeballs protruded, and he let out an inhuman hehe sound, clutching his little peach and curling up on the ground.

The whole process lasted less than 1 minute, and the life and death of the two white couples were unpredictable.

Ye Qingyang felt refreshed, and the whole world was much cleaner.

Thanos' method is really good, although simple and crude, but the effect is good.

The clerks in the watch shop were stunned. Before all the melon eaters could react, all the white couples were killed.

"Everyone heard it. He told me to call, so I called. I have never heard such a request in my life."

Ye Qingyang cupped his hands and said to the melon-eating crowd in the store.

"Tony, you beat someone, will it be okay?"

Wei Zhenzhen walked to her side timidly, and said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm just defending myself."

Ye Qingyang patted her little hand and comforted her.

The mouth of the shopping guide lady standing inside the counter twitched, what kind of self-defense, it was obviously you who acted first, okay?

"Good luck today, there is an old wolf, please eat chicken - I won't answer your call, what's the use of beating him - what's the use of beating him -"

"Hello? Hill? It's just right. I need your help here. You should send someone over to deal with it. I suspect that there are two militants from the middle of the world intending to rebel. What? Robots are destroying border towns and need my assistance? No problem, I just want to see the power of the Destroyer."

Ye Qingyang hung up the phone, looked at Wei Zhenzhen who was worried and said with a smile

"Don't worry, you just wait here, and someone will arrange it soon."

Wei Zhenzhen nodded, she knew that her man would not lie to her.

After speaking, Ye Qingyang walked outside.

"Sir, you can't go, we have called 911, please wait here."

The manager of the watch shop came over, along with several security guards.

"Why, you also want to stop me? Why didn't anyone come forward when the old woman scolded me just now?"

Ye Qingyang took off his sunglasses and mask.

"Huh? You're Mr. Tony Shit!"

The store manager's calf softened and he sat on the ground.

"I'll ask again, are you sure you want to stop me?"

"No, no, the little one is blind to Taishan, and didn't recognize that it was your boss who came here. Please go ahead, there are indeed very dangerous elements who tried to commit misdeeds against you just now, and we can all testify!"

The shopkeeper turned his head and glanced at his subordinates.
"Did you say so?"

"That's right, they still have weapons of mass destruction. If it wasn't for Mr. Tony Shit, I'm afraid the end of New York is coming!"

A shopping guide exclaimed.

The shopkeeper nodded his head, a child can be taught, and he will give you a salary increase later.

Ye Qingyang walked to the street outside the store, raised his hands high, and shook the smart bracelet on his wrist.

Pedestrians on the street looked at him like a fool, but he was unmoved and instead narrowed his eyes.

If there were so many people staring at him in his previous life, Ye Qingyang would have dug a hole and jumped into it, but now it is different, even if he is running in the street without clothes, tomorrow's Star Daily will only say one thing - a great act Artist Tony the Big Shit is dying for art.

And the comments below will say that Papa Tony is so handsome!

Papa Tony is approachable!

I want to give birth to a monkey for Papa Tony!

"call--"

A few pops flew across the sky, instantly arming Ye Qingyang.

"Crack-knock-"

All the melon-eating people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures one after another. What happened just now?
Iron Man has appeared in Rockefeller's business district!
"Wow, so cool, this is the latest armor developed by Iron Man! It can be assembled thousands of miles away!"

Ignoring these assholes, Ye Qingyang nodded towards Wei Zhenzhen who was in the shop, then shot up into the sky and rushed towards the frontier town in western New York.

Time goes back two hours.

Our handsome Thor cooks himself and prepares a hearty breakfast for Eric and Darcy.

"Thank you."

Darcy winked at Eric, seeing him as a handsome guy, he has good looks, cooking skills, and can play so well, he really can go to the hall and go to the kitchen.

"You're welcome."

Saul wiped his hands with a towel and said.

On the avenue outside the town, four Asgardians in strange costumes swaggered along the address Heimdall told them.

"Head, the No. 2 team has noticed movement, and there are strange people approaching the target location."

Two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents squatted on the commanding heights of the town, staring at the Asgardian quartet with binoculars.

(End of this chapter)