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"Is this okay?" Bank said in surprise as he took a sip of the burning jelly grass.

"Mr. Lanlost, you are fighting to save the world now, can you be more serious?" The widowed sister no longer responded to Bank's topic, but said seriously.

But Bank had no intention of getting serious at all. He still emphasized: "I have said it in advance, it is irresponsible."

"Are you coming now? I'm in the Bronx, New York." The widow shook her head first, was silent for a while, and then said directly to Bank.

"No, there's only the last half hour left. This incarnation of me can't catch up. Just remember that you owe me a shot." Bank raised his eyebrows and said.

Natasha stopped paying attention to Bank, but looked at the computer next to her and said, "Tony's mecha will arrive over the Sahara in ten minutes. Can you get there in ten minutes?"

Bank put another cigarette in his mouth and said: "Yes, my master can rush over in a minute and have a few words, and I will go up and get beaten."

The widowed sister took a deep breath and said, "What do you want to talk about?"

Bank scooped up the burning jelly grass with a spoon and said, "I actually think your singing is pretty good. Why did you order me to sing at the banquet last time?"

The widowed sister said calmly: "I think you will make a fool of yourself and that is actually the case. Don't think that you are the only one who understands Chinese."

Bank pursed his lips and said, "Are you still remembering the time I beat you?"

The widowed sister shook her head and said: "There is nothing to hold grudges against, you are just a lunatic."

Bank sighed and said: "Yes, I am a psychopath and a coward, but from the beginning I never thought that so many people would feel sad and sad for my psychopathy, and even have blind faith. Do you think they are smarter than me?"

The widowed sister replied: "Maybe, but everyone has their own shining point. Maybe it's just that I didn't notice your shining point, but others did."

Bank said dejectedly: "Why do you always attack me? It makes me lose all the passion to die generously."

The widowed sister was silent for a while and said, "I thought you had figured it out a long time ago."

Bank refilled a cigarette again, played with the lighter, and said: "I have never felt that I was afraid of death. For me, I don't want to die, but I don't really want to live. It's probably the critical point in the middle. . But I don’t know why, at this time, I suddenly felt a deep sense of sadness, which arose deep in my soul. Is this the obsession with life in the subconscious of every living thing?"

The widowed sister pondered for a while and said in pure Chinese: "Bank, there is an old saying in China that everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. You must know that you are fighting for the whole world."

Bank was speechless when he heard this. Although what you said, widowed sister, is very meaningful to other foreigners, even to foreign masters of Chinese language, it can be regarded as a profound ancient saying.

But this sentence has been catchy to me since I was in the third grade of elementary school, so why do I feel that your comfort is so perfunctory?

Seeing Bank fall silent, the widowed sister thought he was trying to figure out the meaning of this sentence. After all, even foreigners who understand Chinese should find ancient Chinese literature very obscure.

She continued to explain: "Bank, everyone will die, but everyone's death has a different meaning. Some people"

When Bank heard this, he immediately interrupted with a headache: "Okay, okay, I understand. I said I can pass Level 10 in Chinese. Do you believe it or not? It's better to say something practical."

The widowed sister shook her head and said: "What is practical?"

Bank chuckled and said: "Just tell me, dear Bank, I believe your baby will cheer you up, daddy. I'm absolutely crazy. Without saying a word, I dragged those two old bastards to the Sahara." Die generously”

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There was a deep silence on the other end of the phone. After a while, the widowed sister finally said: "You'll stop talking nonsense now?"

Bank chuckled: "Yeah. I just want to know, as a black widow, will you feel even a little bit ashamed because of these words?"

The widowed sister took a deep breath and said: "Dear"

"Forget it, I guess you won't feel any shame at all if you say these words right now. You'd better keep these words until you can repay my blow. I'm done~" Ban Ke casually said.

After hanging up the phone, Bank took a long breath, winked at the milk tea girl again, and quickly walked out of the milk tea shop with others looking shy and a little regretful.

Bank looked into the sky, and from time to time there were intercontinental missiles piercing the sky.

Just when he was about to stand up from the ground and become one with his main body, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the bright red in the distance, and an idea suddenly rose in his heart.

stratosphere.

Bank's demon body was full of cracks, but he still laughed wildly and kept making attacks that desecrated the two supreme gods.

Odin and Ancient One in the distance were not much better. At this time, the white light around Odin's body was dim, and the golden armor had lost its original brilliance and became dilapidated. His white hair had also changed. It was completely charred.

The ancient mage also seemed a little powerless, with dim shields and disheveled clothes. She was originally an A-level hero. Facing Bank's S-level explosive energy at this time, if Odin hadn't been assisting her, she would have lost her ability. Bank had long since pushed him to the ground and rubbed him crazily.

Bank was laughing wildly with blood all over his body. Taking advantage of the few seconds between the three of them confronting each other and breathing, he reached out and inserted his hand into his stomach, took out a fragment of the satellite that had pierced his stomach, and threw it out, because his stomach had healed itself instantly. After finishing, Bank opened his huge mouth and swallowed the stomach in his hand.

"Brother, if you really don't accept my surrender, my backup will be here soon. You have to think about it," Bank gasped.

"If you are willing to be exiled from the earth with your evil power, I can open a portal for you." Master Gu Yi said calmly.

Originally, Ancient One thought that by cooperating with Odin, he could easily drag Bank into the parallel space and then obliterate him. However, he did not expect that Bank's scarlet energy was enough to affect the laws of space. His own ability could no longer control him. He was dragged away from the earth.

Ancient One didn't know that Bank's S-level energy only had the last twenty minutes left, and at this moment she was also afraid that Bank would really go crazy and go to the earth to destroy everything. Then it would be too late, so she finally gave it a try. I relaxed a little and downgraded the word from "obliterate" to "exile".

Bank said fiercely: "How many times do I have to tell you that I am from Earth? Do you want me to show you that my driver's license is revoked, but the identity information is written clearly? Bank Lanlost, a native of the United States. I was arrested for drunk driving a few days ago. I was pushed to the ground and beaten by several policemen. Why do you say that I am not from this earth? Why do you say that I will definitely destroy the world?"