The Spirit King of the Marvel World

&ep;&ep;The changes brought about by nearly ten years are huge, especially in the United States in the s.

&ep;&ep;Walking on the street, Yang even felt nostalgic.

&ep;&ep;This is the place where he has lived for decades. Every floor tile is so familiar. After decades of vicissitudes of life, there are the plaques of the old store that have not changed for a long time, and there are also the festive window grilles that have gradually disappeared.

&ep;&ep;What was normal ten years later is now called trendy.

&ep;&ep;The current fashion will be called retro ten years later.

&ep;&ep;Walking through the streets, Yang was filled with emotions at the complex feeling of familiarity and strangeness intertwined.

&ep;&ep; "Time is really a scary thing. We are all in the same place, and I have experienced this time before, but when I relive it again, I feel like I have become an outsider."

&ep;&ep;Yang looked around on the street, looking at this place that he had seen countless times, but there was something very new about it.

&ep;&ep; Maozhihua glanced at him but said nothing.

&ep;&ep;Yang suddenly pointed to a busy shop in the east and became happy.

&ep;&ep;“Hey, I haven’t seen such a lively scene in the future for a long time.”

&ep;&ep;“Look over there, there is a noodle shop, and their tea is very authentic. Are you wondering why the tea in the noodle shop is so good? I am about seventy-two-three at this time, and his signature pimple soup is too good for me. It's not friendly, but I always like to go there at four o'clock in the afternoon. There is a shrewd Chinese boss who is not a bad person and is very talkative. I also chatted at that time, holding a pot of tea, and just sat and watched. He is busy, chatting with him.”

&ep;&ep;Yang smashed his mouth, still not finished, and looked around.

&ep;&ep;Now he looks a bit like an old man with stories. Although he looks young, he is less out of touch than usual and more reminiscing. He is neither energetic nor sluggish.

&ep;&ep;At the door of the fitness center across the street, a muscular white guy wearing a vest showed off his muscles and figure in various poses, attracting the attention of girls on the roadside.

&ep;&ep;Yang also saw this dazzling slut and spat with an angry expression.

&ep;&ep;"And to the west, oh, I can't deal with that gym. That white-skinned boy with a black heart lacks the necessary respect for the old man. If you ask me, his stupid body is just a show. If you change When I joined the army, he was one of the first batch of cannon fodder. I know that cannon fodder can be beautiful, even though his physique looks like that, in fact, he has been weak for a long time. "

&ep;&ep;“I heard later that many girls were secretly complaining about his poor kung fu. That guy was just a bad guy. If I remember correctly, he opened a gym in a few months. It went bankrupt. It made me happy that I had one more drink that day.”

&ep;&ep; Mao Zhihua listened to Yang Dafa’s talk with a cold face. Yang seemed to be unaware of Mao Zhihua’s reaction and continued to comment on the things around him with interest, describing their past or future “experiences”.

&ep;&ep;Maozhihua's broad feathers looked strange in the crowd, but her beautiful face and elegant temperament made this incongruous outfit stand out.

&ep;&ep;With the same cold and indifferent expression, the good-looking ones are called iceberg beauties, while the unsightly ones are just facial paralysis.

&ep;&ep;The iceberg beauty with outstanding temperament will definitely attract more attention from the gym guy than the chattering Yang.

&ep;&ep;I don’t know whether it was to attract the cold beauty’s attention, or the white guy just happened to see Yang’s disdainful eyes, but he crossed his shoulders and came over carelessly.

&ep;&ep;“Hey you idiot, what are you looking at?” The white guy deliberately provoked with disdain.

&ep;&ep;The United States in 1991 was not too antique, but it was not technological in any way. On the contrary, it gave Yang a full sense of déjà vu. The mobile phone at this time weighed half a kilogram, but the mobile phone ten years later not only only weighed 60 grams, but also had a new camera function. The trend of information transmission is definitely getting faster and faster, but people's mentality of joining in the fun does not distinguish between races and eras.

&ep;&ep;There was no fast internet or camera phones, but the American people still came together with cheers.

&ep;&ep;“It’s quite unfamiliar, he’s a yellow guy, he’s new here”

&ep;&ep;“Go away, yellow-skinned monkey”

&ep;&ep; "Hey, I like his white hair. It's very trendy. Do you want me to dye it too? I think he has good taste and he is not Chinese."

&ep;&ep; "Oh my god, have you misunderstood the point? I like the woman next to me more, with that cold expression on her face, ah, I can do it."

&ep;&ep;“John, I’m afraid you’re not a shaker”

&ep;&ep;“Go away, you damn fagots. I don’t care about men, yellow people, or Chinese people. I only love beautiful women.”

&ep;&ep;There were comments about everything, from appearance to race, and they commented on Yang and Mao Zhihua. Maybe it’s because there are more people and they are bolder, or maybe it’s politically correct to discriminate against Asians, but these people on the street are not afraid of some blatantly offensive remarks.

&ep;&ep;There are even those who whistle wildly at Maozhihua and instigate the white boy to fight with Yang.

&ep;&ep;“Hey yellow-skinned monkey, are you a coward?”

&ep;&ep; "Try it, Johnny, show off your artillery style and hug the beauty. Please drink tonight."

&ep;&ep; Johnny flexed his biceps in a show-off manner, seeming to be excited by the booing around him, provoking Yang crazily.

&ep;&ep; He walked up to the two of them and put on a standard smile with eight teeth: "Hey, beautiful girl, can I invite you to dinner?"

&ep;&ep;Mao Zhihua half-closed her eyes, as if she was meditating.

&ep;&ep; Seeing that Mao Zhihua had no reaction, Johnny felt slightly displeased in his heart. An evil light flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to reach towards her towering place.

&ep;&ep;“Get out”

&ep;&ep;No one could see clearly what happened. Johnny seemed to have been hit hard in the abdomen, almost doubled in the air, and flew towards the door of the gym.

&ep;&ep;The whistling and noise around me suddenly disappeared, as if someone pressed the silence button.

&ep;&ep;Bang

&ep;&ep;Wow!

&ep;&ep;Johnny hit the ground hard and fell unconscious, with glass shards covering his body.

&ep;&ep;The crowd disappeared. No one was stupid. Looking at Johnny's uncertain life and death, who dared to watch the excitement? For a moment, everyone understood that it was not a clear lotus, but a thorny poppy. flower.

&ep;&ep; Yang was originally dissatisfied with Johnny interrupting his rare pleasure, but now he was happy.

&ep;&ep; "This kid really deserves it. Hey, he's not dead. You killed him." Yang stared at the indifferent Uzhihua. After a long while, he pinched his eyebrows and said with a headache, "Oh, you really killed him." It’s a bit troublesome”

&ep;&ep; Maozhihua said impatiently: "Shut up, next time I watch the excitement, I will really kill you."

&ep;&ep;“Phew, it’s okay, it’s okay, as long as I’m not dead.”

&ep;&ep;Yang breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have much sympathy for Johnny, or he wasn't a kind-hearted person in the first place.

&ep;&ep; Being interrupted from expressing his emotions, Yang had time to study another problem.

&ep;&ep;“By the way, why are you here too?”

&ep;&ep;“Don’t make any noise.”

&ep;&ep;Yang shrugged and replied: "So you are worried about me."

&ep;&ep;锔

&ep;&ep;Before he finished speaking, the long and sharp Zanpakutō was already placed on Yang's neck.

&ep;&ep; Maozhihua's eyes widened slightly and she said coldly: "Can you please me? If you can't satisfy me, just shut your mouth. Otherwise, I will break your limbs. You Climb to find another captain to guard your reiatsu."

&ep;&ep; "Well, although your temper is a bit stinky, you are still very eye-catching." Yang felt a chill on his neck, and the blade scratched some skin. He immediately wisely chose to shut up and did not continue to say anything about breaking his limbs. How to crawl to find help.

&ep;&ep;“You win, um, can you take back this dangerous thing?”

&ep;&ep;“Humph”

&ep;&ep;Maozhihua returned to her half-closed eyes look and followed Yang blankly.

&ep;&ep; Yang touched his neck and couldn't help but be speechless.

&ep;&ep; She is indeed a woman who has mastered the "Eight Thousand Styles of Kendo". Her hand work is very delicate, the hand feels soft, and the force is precise. Just rub it, it broke the skin, and didn't even bleed.

&ep;&ep;It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt at all

&ep;&ep; He secretly glanced at the expressionless Uzhihua.

&ep;&ep;“Pa”

&ep;&ep;Yang slapped himself hard

&ep;&ep;Mad, I actually think this woman is cute when she is in a daze. I must be crazy.

&ep;&ep;An illusion is definitely an illusion

&ep;&ep;To say it’s cute is when you just open your eyes.

&ep;&ep;“Pa”

&ep;&ep;Made, the point is how cute is this woman?

&ep;&ep;Two heavy blows in a row, and one side of his face was obviously raised, which was very overwhelming.

&ep;&ep;Even someone as cold as Unohana Yachiru couldn't help but look sideways.

&ep;&ep;“You, fool”

&ep;&ep;Yang said expressionlessly: "No, there are mosquitoes."

&ep;&ep;Mazhihua looked at the gloomy and gloomy sky.

&ep;&ep;It’s almost winter now, the cold wind is blowing the dark clouds, and the chill is chilling my spine.

&ep;&ep; Yang saw Mao Zhihua’s disdainful eyes and added expressionlessly: “Two.”

&ep;&ep;“Huh.”

&ep;&ep;"Elson" an uncertain voice sounded from behind.

&ep;&ep;Yang looked back and said in surprise: "Howard"

&ep;&ep;Howard Stark hurried over in surprise and gave Yang a big hug.

&ep;&ep;“Oh my god, it’s really you”

&ep;&ep;“It’s unbelievable. I saw some movement here and thought I had made a mistake. How could you be so young?”

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