Marvel's Super

Joe lay on the sofa bored.

Carol left, and Joe felt uncomfortable.

The person who was always chirping in my ear suddenly left, and I felt that the atmosphere had become quite deserted.

T'Challa didn't know where he was at this time, and Joe didn't even have anyone to play with!

boring!

"How about going to space again?" Qiao thought to himself, then thought again, "Forget it."

He was afraid that he would get high in space!

If you don't come back at night like last time, it won't be easy for John and the others to explain!

"Qiao, look what I got!" T'Challa's voice sounded outside.

Joe heard the sound and saw T'Challa sitting on a Harley motorcycle.

T'Challa squeezed the accelerator.

"Om~Om~"

The motorcycle made a loud sound of accelerator.

"How's it going? Not bad!" T'Challa asked with a smile.

"Yes, very handsome!" Qiao said.

The silver body, some low seats, simple lines, and full of rugged style are what that man doesn’t like!

“Sotail, it came out 4 years ago. I just took a look at it while walking around town!

A family was moving out and there was a garage sale going on. This car was too big to take away. When I bought it, they told me to take good care of it! "

"It's cool!" Joe was a little happy. He touched the handlebar and said to T'Challa, "Come on, let me try it!"

T'Challa was happy to share his motorcycle and got out of the car without saying a word, making room for Qiao.

Joe sat down on the motorcycle, imitated T'Challa's movements, and squeezed the accelerator. net

The motorcycle engine roared low.

"How do you open this?" Joe fumbled for a while and asked T'Challa sheepishly.

"Can't you?" T'Challa's eyes widened, "You can't even ride a motorcycle?"

"Who said I can't ride anymore!" Joe became a little angry, "I just haven't found a way yet!"

Joe squeezed the accelerator to the end, "It must be out of gear." He thought to himself, looked down and saw a pedal, "This must be it."

Joe stepped on the gear and continued to hold the accelerator with his hand.

"Kaci"

The motorcycle stalled.

...

Joe looked at T'Challa innocently.

"Hahahaha" T'Challa smiled happily, showing his neat white teeth.

"It turns out there are things you can't do!" Techara said.

"There's something wrong with your motorcycle. There's nothing good about a second-hand one!" Joe said angrily.

"Obviously you don't know how! It was very useful when I rode back!" T'Challa retorted.

Qiao felt very embarrassed and was laughed at by Little Leopard.

He stretched out his fist, pretending to hit T'Challa.

T'Challa is not afraid anymore! After getting along with him for more than a month, he already knew what kind of person Qiao was.

"It seems that our Superman is not omnipotent!" T'Challa continued to taunt.

The kid was getting more and more out of touch, and Joe decided to throw him up into the sky to calm him down.

He once recalled a plot from a Superman movie in his previous life, in which the black Superman threw a naughty child into the sky. net

He decided to try it on T'Challa.

The old king asked himself to take care of T'Challa. This child has been a little naughty recently and needs education.

Do you really think anyone can laugh at yourself? Do you think you are Carol?

Joe is about to get off his motorcycle and prepare to teach T'Challa a lesson.

T'Challa has suffered this loss before. Although Joe has a good personality, he is very small-minded. He looks like he is trying to make trouble for himself.

"Come on, come on, let me teach you." T'Challa sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to hold Joe down as he got out of the car.

Joe really doesn't know how to ride this motorcycle.

He had ridden motorcycles in his last life, but they were all automatics and would go away as soon as he hit the gas pedal. Unlike this one, which actually stalled!

Joe is a mechanical idiot. He took the driving test three times in his last life!

The driving test was not strict back then, so he ended up stuffing money into it.

"This is the clutch." T'Challa pointed to the handle on the left and said, "When shifting gears, you have to squeeze the clutch to engage it, then slowly release the clutch, and the car will start!"

"I know, I know." Joe covered himself with impatience.

Restart the motorcycle.

"Press the clutch and shift into gear. Push the clutch and shift into gear." Joe muttered.

"Then, release the clutch."

Joe let go of his left hand.

"Click." It was a familiar voice again, and the motorcycle stalled again.

Joe looked at T'Challa.

T'Challa wanted to laugh at this moment, but he didn't dare to, something would happen!

"Relax slowly!" T'Challa gestured with his hand, "Slowly."

"Okay, slowly."

Joe started the motorcycle again and repeated the previous actions. After putting it into gear, he carefully let go of his hand.

"Click." Turn off the engine again.

Joe looked at T'Challa again, his expression dark.

"You're too slow to loosen up, or you're going to loosen up too quickly!"

"Didn't you say slowly?" Joe said angrily.

"Yeah, but not too slow."

"Okay, then I'll try again."

Joe started the motorcycle again.

"Kaci"

"Kaci"

"Kaci"

Still failed, Joe just couldn't do anything about this motorcycle.

"No more riding, no more riding."

Joe was very angry. He felt that this motorcycle was targeting him. He was very unhappy looking at this motorcycle at the moment.

"This garbage motorcycle is ugly as hell. Whoever wants to ride it, I won't ride it anymore."

Joe wanted to kick the motorcycle into outer space so that it would know the consequences of making him angry.

"Obviously I'm your food, but you still talk about my motorcycle hot chicken." T'Challa complained secretly in his mind, not daring to say it out loud.

"Try again," T'Challa said.

"I won't try anymore!" Joe didn't want to see this annoying thing.

"Let's do this. I'll put the gear in the gear for you and you can just ride away." T'Challa said.

He felt that it was necessary to let Qiao experience it. Otherwise, seeing the look in Qiao's eyes, he might secretly dismantle the motorcycle at night.

T'Challa had no doubt that Joe was capable of such a thing.

"Okay then." Joe pretended to hesitate for a moment, but his little eyes had already betrayed him.

T'Challa started the motorcycle and put it into gear.

"Come down, come down."

Before T'Challa could get out of the car himself, Joe stripped him off.

Joe got on the motorcycle with excitement on his face and squeezed the accelerator hard.

The motorcycle rushed out in a flash.

"Hey, slow down." T'Challa shouted.

He was not afraid of something happening to Joe, he was afraid of something happening to his motorcycle.

I just bought it and haven’t had enough fun yet!

At Joe's speed, he would definitely be seriously injured if he fell off his motorcycle!

The motorcycle is not as strong as Joe!

"Hahaha" Joe laughed while riding his motorcycle.

Anyway, no one in town cared about it, so he squeezed the accelerator all the way.

Joe's hair was blown by the wind, and he felt very funny.

"This is much more fun than flying in the sky, but the speed is a bit slow," Qiao sighed in his heart.

T'Challa was only in first gear, and Joe didn't dare to move the pedals now for fear of stalling the motorcycle.

...

Seeing the motorcycle being ridden back by Joe safely, T'Challa let out a breath.

"Fortunately, I didn't fall!" T'Challa was thankful.

What he didn't know was that Joe almost hit a tree just now, but it was Joe who jumped off the motorcycle, ran to the front and lifted the car up to avoid hitting it.

"Can't break it, I haven't had enough fun yet!" Joe thought to himself at the time.

Slowly, he heard T'Challa approaching the car. After getting out of the car, Joe said to T'Challa:

"good!"

Then he entered the house arrogantly.