American Comics: The Invincible Wheel of Fortune

In the Atlantic Ocean, the sky is clear and the blue waves are vast.

Zhang Tong, an old man in tattered robes.

The original Mandarin.

Flying rapidly away from the AIM experimental base island.

The old skin caused by the simultaneous explosion of the powers of ten rings in both hands has recovered, and the sunken chest and unnaturally twisted legs have also returned to their original state.

He just looked haggard and depressed.

The hatred in his eyes became even stronger, almost solidified.

"Hmph, damn Xiyi! If I don't avenge this, I will never be a human being!" The old man Zhang Tong muttered to himself as there were still stains of red blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Wait until I summon the extraordinary dragon and do it again!"

"You also have an extraordinary dragon?"

"who!"

A sudden voice sounded in his ears. The old man Zhang Tong was shocked and stopped immediately. The brilliance of the ring flashed and an invisible shield protected his body.

But in the air, he saw a tall and handsome man dressed in ancient costume, with long black hair, a mysterious silver-gray line on his forehead, and wearing a black feather cloak, standing in the void not far from him, looking at him curiously.

The old man had a surprised look on his face. Where did such an opera singer come from?

If you have experienced the Battle of New York, you may be able to see that this man has a similar face to the red-haired God of War.

It is one of Aaron's soul bodies.

"I hate Changfeng."

"Blocking the road for no reason, what do you call that?"

"I wanted to borrow the old gentleman's ring to admire it, but I also heard that the old gentleman seemed to have a Fin Fang Foom, and I was interested in it, so I asked."

"Hmph, it's a joke. Where did this ignorant young man come from to be so arrogant? Don't blame me for teaching you a lesson..."

Mr. Zhang was angry and had nowhere to vent his anger. When he heard that Changfeng dared to say such rude words, he was so angry that he burst into smoke!

But just when he was about to take action, he saw the other party suddenly blinked, his pupils turned into rubies, and four black hollow yin-yang fish connected end to end slowly rotated...

Click!

The sapphire inlaid on the ring on Zhang Tong's left ring finger suddenly exploded, shattering into crystal powder and flying in all directions.

"Huh, money, rat-tailed wild boar skin, a toast for those who don't eat and a penalty for drinking. It's a waste of a ring."

"...That's it." After a while, Aaron's soul waved his hand, and a wave of magic fire rolled towards the old man, instantly burning him to pieces and turning into fly ash, leaving only ten rings floating in the air.

"Huh?" Aaron stretched out his hand, but felt some resistance. The ring seemed to be controlled by something, or it could move on its own. It actually wanted to break free, and all flew away in a designated direction.

[Well, that's convenient. I'm missing a guide. 】 Aaron's heart moved, he controlled the ring, followed the guidance, and his figure blurred and disappeared.

After the Mandarin Zhang Tong, the big-headed M.O.D.O.K., who was lovingly and severely beaten by the Avengers, pretended to surrender and escaped, did not run too far. Seeing that the Avengers did not pursue him, he also slowed down slightly and lowered his flight altitude.

He also took out a reagent bottle from the flight seat, took a sip, and then calmed down his breathing.

There's nothing I can do about it, this small body... no body, just an oversized head, which consumes too much oxygen.

He struggled to wipe his sweaty brow with his little matchstick-like arms, his face looking lucky, but followed by endless resentment.

"Damn Avengers, Soul Bomb! I, M.O.D.O.K., must take revenge!"

"How do you want to take revenge?"

"I will use any means to attack their weaknesses and make them have no peace for a moment! ...Ah!!!" The big head finally reacted, staring with big eyes, grinning, sticking out his tongue, and spitting out another small rainbow. Come.

There is no one like this Yan Yi.

He quickly turned his head, only to see a pair of ruby-like eyes that kept enlarging in his field of vision, even bigger than his eyes...

"You reminded me, how much does AIM know about the Avengers? Is it true that there is no need for any extra tricks?"

"No, Master, when Kilian's trash came here, I checked the information related to the Avengers, and there was no plan in this regard."

The big head looked at Aaron with a flattering expression, but it was not the cunning one he had just faced the Avengers.

But sincerity and absolute loyalty.

If we were to go back to ancient times, we would have to be a top-notch minister, eunuch, etc., and it would be possible to bring disaster to the world.

Although this guy is a bit ambitious and not very talented, he is very clever but not very smart, but he is very quick-witted, has a lot of clever ideas, and his IQ is also first-rate.

If you want him to lead a party, it will be over soon enough, but if you let him be a dog-headed strategist and come up with wilting and damaging ideas, it will be useful.

"However, AIM does have information on members of the Avengers, such as Tony Stark and Bruce Banner, and Snake Eyes, because he once worked with Spider-Man. Through cross comparison, there are several suspected ordinary people's identities... …”

"I know." Aaron's normal identity has been protected by SHIELD, so AIM can only check it here, but it is still necessary to make more preparations to be safe.

"The master is wise."

No, I can't stay with this guy for too long... This kind of absolutely loyal kneeling and licking doesn't sound too good, it's hard to hear.

Although it feels good to be licked for a while, it feels good to be licked all the time.

But the little tree between the AC in my heart can easily be licked away.

It's better to calm down.

Kazakhstan, near the border of the Bear Country.

The Mandarin's secret base.

A wide space underground.

Its core is a fallen spaceship, from where the Mandarin's ten rings and the Extraordinary Dragon were obtained.

The family wealth inherited by the Mandarin and accumulated over nearly a century gave him enough power to build this place into a huge underground city.

In the past, the subordinates controlled by the Mandarin were like busy ants, working in an orderly manner.

Today, everything is still in order.

But they were concentrated and divided into two groups.

A wave of armed men, a wave of staff and researchers.

Looking at the master standing in front of them, the great Mandarin.

The strange thing is that their owner's eyes have irises like rubies, and inside there are four black hollow tadpoles connected together, constantly rotating...

Aaron's eyes were in an eternal kaleidoscope state, quietly looking at the hundreds of people divided into two groups.

Other Gods·Light.

Pull multiple targets into the illusion space and control their spirits and thoughts.

Even releasing other gods.

Alon's Eternal Kaleidoscope, yes.

But suddenly, the bodies of most of the armed personnel suddenly ignited with black aura of demonic fire, but there was no shouting or panic, they just burned quietly.

Burned to ashes instantly.

Aaron reached out and made a move, and the demonic fire was retracted, along with hundreds of sinful souls whose hands were stained with blood, turned into demonic souls, and they will never be able to escape.

The rest dispersed one after another and continued in the usual orderly manner.

"Look at this." Aaron led everyone from the science team to the Mandarin base. Well, it's his own now, a huge workshop.

Inside was a huge green creature that was over a hundred meters long.