Purple Sweet Potato Essence’s Beautiful Comic Journey

In Qian Song's New York apartment, Jane received a call from "Director Fury":

Director: "Where is Qian Songren?"

Jane: "He said he had something to go out for a day, so he left in the afternoon."

Chief: "Oh...then why are you still in the apartment?"

Jenny: "Huh?"

Director: "(╯?Д°)╯︵┻┻Your mission is to monitor Qian Song, not to be a little wife! What are you doing?"

Jenny: "..."

She was quite wronged, she tried to chase downstairs, intending to follow Qian Song, but who knew that guy turned a corner and disappeared, as if the world had evaporated.

Director (breathing): "Okay, you can't count on tracking Qian Song now, I will send someone to Qian Song's house later, you take out his cage of chipmunks and hand them over to him." My people, do you hear me clearly?"

Jenny: "Yes sir!"

"Beep beep..." The phone hung up.

Jian Ni wanted to cry but had no tears—this is the end, the director must have a very bad opinion of herself, and I am afraid that she will only be able to do logistics in the future, and being an unknown tool person is her own end.

What a super agent, what a role model for the younger generation, it's over, it's all over.

She walked to the side of the mouse cage, looked at the energetic chipmunk in the cage, still doing the movements that needed to make a mosaic, and couldn't help covering her forehead.

How many days has it been?Is this male rat made by a machine?This is too strong, right?

"Alas... I think the director values ​​you more than me, you lucky chipmunks!" Jenny sighed. She didn't understand what was so important about a cage of rats. Such chipmunks are pets. Aren’t they sold everywhere in the market?

Is it because it is strong enough and durable enough?

But the director is a man, could it be...

Jane was thinking wrong again. After all, the sayings of "what to eat to make up" and "improve yang" are not popular here, so she can only think wrong.

She didn't notice that the big orange cat had disappeared since she hung up the phone with the director.

…………

Ten minutes later, the beast was squatting in the apartment corridor, licking its paws, washing its face, and cleaning its mouth.

Two Skrulls disguised as S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were already in its belly.

One meow is the gate, and ten thousand husbands are not allowed to open it.

Daju: "I won't allow you to take the mouse away today, I'll see which one has the guts to bother me!"

………………

Los Angeles.

Qian Song wandered alone in the streets and alleys, but unfortunately he didn't meet any thugs who robbed or gangsters who were involved in fire, so he went back to the hotel disappointed.

What a pity, I originally wanted to make a little money by playing in the autumn wind.

Sitting on the edge of the bed in a dispirited mood, he opened a can of beer bought on the way, smacking his lips, it tasted pretty good.

"Hey! Scott, it's fine if you only open one room, can you stop snoring so loudly?" Qian Song patted Ant-Man's calf. This guy doesn't take off his socks when he sleeps. It's a pain just now Qian Song regained his sense of smell—the smell was too strong.

Not to mention the snoring... Listening with eyes closed, I thought the decoration team was using electric drills.

"Oh! What? What's going off? Is the air raid siren going off? The fire alarm is going off? Where am I?" Scott woke up with a convulsion, sat up suddenly, and looked around in confusion.

"Come on! Money, stop joking, I'm so sleepy..." After Scott finished speaking, he fell down again: "Don't disturb me from eating the breakfast made by Hope, I'll leave a sandwich for you..."

Hope is the object of his ambiguity, the second-generation Wasp and the daughter of Hank Pym.

"Ha, you know how to leave some food for me?" Qian Song laughed angrily: "I think you are just thinking about eating shit."

Not only is this guy a sand sculpture, but his vigilance is too low, right?

Not only are you talking in your sleep, but you are also unable to wake up?

He really doesn't have any superhero qualities.

Of course, he was just a dick before, maybe Qian Song had too high demands on him.

Next to Scott's pillow, there is a small box the size of a watch. There is a button on the small box. Once you press it, the box will expand into a suitcase. The box should contain the Ant-Man suit.

Qian Song shook his head and sighed, "This guy... has such a big heart."

Perhaps this is Scott's trust in him, Qian Song was somewhat moved.

………………

at the same time.

On the top floor of a high-rise building in the center of Los Angeles, four people sat on a huge golden sofa beside the luxurious open-air platform.

They are: Mystery Quentin, Zemo, Jin Bin, and Roxon Energy CEO Dario Agger.

Dario Agger is handsome, as perfect as Michelangelo's David.

With sharp facial features, deep eyes, meticulously groomed hair, and a perfectly fitted custom-made suit, he is so handsome in 360 degrees with no dead ends.

Well, like a dark version of Batman.

If Qian Song was here, he would definitely exclaim when he saw the appearance of Dario Agger:

"Batman, why did you come to Marvel?"

This guy looks exactly like Christian Bale, the actor who played Batman in the DC movie.

This is the world of Marvel. In addition to appearance, Dario Agger and DC's Batman do have a lot of similarities:

Handsome, cold, rich, possessing countless high-tech patented technologies.

The only difference is that one is noble and the other is depraved.

These four supervillains, some drinking, some smoking cigars, were speechless for a moment.

Originally, there wasn't much interaction between these few people.

But with Zemo's strong efforts, these people are about to form an "evil alliance".

It was the mysterious guest Quentin who rescued Zemo. Zemo went to win over Kingpin, and then based on the secrets of Hydra in his hand, he found the financial backer behind Hydra - Roxon Energy Company. Naturally, he obtained At the invitation of Dario Agger, he took Kingpin and Mysterio together to plan big things.

What's the big deal?

To overthrow Iron Man, to stink the Stark Group, and let the Avengers stop completely by the way.

For this reason, although the time is tight, they still rely on various funds, technology, and contacts, and are fully prepared.

"First of all, thank you, Mr. Kingpin, for selling all your Stark Industries shares and buying our Roxon Energy shares instead. Believe me, after tomorrow, the stocks in your hands will definitely skyrocket!" Da Leo Agger smiled and toasted Jinpin with a glass of wine.

Jin nodded and didn't say much, he just wanted to save his son.

"Secondly, I want to thank Mr. Zemo. Without your help, maybe Boss Kingpin and I would never meet each other in our lives. Without your strategy, maybe defeating the Stark Group would be just wishful thinking on my part." Dario Al Geer turned around and clinked his wine glass with Zemo, who was sitting next to him.

Zemo smiled slightly, doing it first and respecting it.

"Finally, I would like to thank Mr. Quentin. With the technical support from you and your team, tomorrow's operation must be perfect." Dario Agger finally said.

Quentin raised his glass in return, but he felt a little dissatisfied in his heart-why didn't he thank me until the last one?

Is this Dario Agger so arrogant?

How is that different from Tony Stark?

Sure enough, rich people are like raccoon dogs, and the world is as black as crows.

"I am the one who should be thanked the most!" Mysterious guest roared in his heart: "I am the initiator of all this!"

He never reflected on himself:

Is Iron Man really the only one who commits the crime of arrogance?

What about himself?

Compared with the Avengers, this "Evil Alliance" has already had cracks before it even started.

Zemo, who had been silent all this time, saw all this in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a mysterious smile.

No one knew what he was thinking.