The Angel of Judgment Through the Marvel World

"Hey! Is it a pony?"

"Xiao Ma is a friendly name for you in Chinese culture."

"What? Who am I, you ask? You can't tell by my voice!"

"I, Wang Quan, kidnapped you before and gave you the oath of knighthood, have you forgotten?"

"It's nothing. I'll go to the White House to play with you."

"You're not here? It's okay. I'll just wait for you. I didn't have a good stroll before, but this time it's okay. It's just right."

"It's hung up. I'm driving."

Wang Quan hung up the phone. The phone he was using now was an old Nokia, the kind that could crack walnuts.

There is no way, Wang Quan often fights and so on, it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bumps. Wang Quan used to have many mobile phones, but now only Nokia has survived.

So I keep using it, it's just durable.

While Wang Quan continued driving, a call came in. The caller was Liu Shen, who must have arrived.

"Hey Liushen, have you arrived in the beautiful country?"

"Yes, boss, we are in New York Port now, and the customs there won't let us in."

Liu Shen's voice came from the mobile phone, and the voices on the mobile phone were very noisy, and there was even a quarrel.

"Then just wait a moment. I'll send someone to pick you up. Don't argue with the New York Customs people. Those people are just like gangsters."

"It will be troublesome to put you in jail then. Just stay there peacefully."

After saying that, Wang Quan hung up the phone and started to call Rita. For her current position, such a small matter could be solved with one phone call.

"Rita, our..."

Squeak - bang!

Wang Quan had just dialed Rita's phone number and was about to speak when an accident happened...

A middle-aged man suddenly appeared on the state highway. Wang Quan couldn't avoid him, so he had to turn the steering wheel.

While driving at high speed, the Lamborghini turned sideways, jumped over the guardrail next to the road, and fell into a waterproof ditch.

"Hey, what's wrong with Wang Quan? What happened?"

Rita's voice came from the Nokia. Wang Quan estimated that the car had just rolled eight or nine times. Although he was fine, Wang Quan felt a little nauseous.

Now that the roof of the car was on the ground, there was no other way. In the small space of the sports car, Wang Quan struggled to unbuckle his seat belt, opened the door, and climbed out.

Looking at the half-disabled Lamborghini, Wang Quan swore:

First, never look at your phone while driving.

Secondly, if you want to drive a car, you should choose a car with a lot of space. You will never consider a sports car again in the future.

"What's going on? Answer me quickly!"

Rita kept asking questions on the phone. Wang Quan turned the car over with one hand and took out the old Nokia.

"It's nothing, just a fall."

"Well, there's something. Our mercenaries in Leah have all gone to the beautiful country, and are now detained by customs in New York Port."

"Go pick them up and take them to my castle. I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."

After explaining the matter, Wang Quan walked to the road to see who was short-sighted and walked without looking at the car.

"Uncle, are you walking without looking at the car? If I hadn't reacted quickly, you would have been the one flying out!"

According to the traffic regulations of the beautiful country, people like him are absolutely responsible. If he is hit and killed, his death will be in vain.

But what made Wang Quan most heartbroken was the Lamborghini. His first sports car was scrapped like this.

It was probably the first collision of this car, seven or eight years before Doctor Strange. It makes my heartache to think about it.

However, the uncle kept his back to Wang Quan. Wang Quan seemed not to hear what he was saying, and just stood blankly on the road.

Helpless, Wang Quan had no choice but to move forward as he spoke. This middle-aged man was also very strange. He was still wearing a suit while walking on the road, and had his sleeves rolled up, and something strange was exposed on his arm.

Wang Quan looked aside and saw a car parked on the roadside. There was a little boy sitting in the car, looking straight at the middle-aged man.

"Uncle, what kind of trouble are you trying to make?"

After walking ten meters behind the man, he finally turned around and looked at Wang Quan.

"Huaxia people?"

The familiar oriental faces made Wang Quan feel very friendly. In the beautiful country, Wang Quan had never met many Chinese people.

Even if he travels to the present, there are only Aunt Du Bodu, a few Chinese chefs, and Feng He who taught him the flowing light sword technique.

However, the middle-aged man did not answer Wang Quan's question, and asked Wang Quan:

"Are you the king?"

This surprised Wang Quan. It seemed that he came here just for him.

"It's me, what's the matter?"

But will the royal power care about it? The soldiers will block the water and the earth will cover it up. How many people on the whole earth can do nothing to control the royal power now?

"Did you go to Afghanistan some time ago?"

Seeing the gloomy look on the middle-aged man in front of him, Wang Quan began to carefully recall the past events, as if he had never seen this person before.

As for Afghanistan, Wang Quan actually visited it once.

"Yes! What's the matter?"

"Kill someone?"

"Correct!"

After hearing this, Wen Wu couldn't help clenching his fists, and his face became even more gloomy and terrifying, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"Do you know you can kill my people?"

"Your people? Then you have to thank me. They are terrorists who do all kinds of evil. They even killed my girlfriend's sister and brother-in-law. I just went to take revenge."

Wang Quan finally understood. The man in front of him was here to seek revenge. His name was Wen Wu. He was the leader of the Ten Rings Gang and Shang Qi's father. He possessed the Ten Rings and used the power of the Ten Rings to live for thousands of years.

"We only kill our enemies, because you killed my people, now you are my enemy."

Wen Wu put one hand behind his back and pointed at Wang Quan with the other.

"Oh, then should I still feel honored to be your enemy?"

"Don't give me nonsense. I still have something to do. If you want to fight, then fight. If you don't want to fight, just get the hell out of me!"

Wang Quan would not get used to this problem of his, so he reprimanded him on the spot, thinking that having ten rings was a big deal.

But the ability of the ten rings is really good, and it can achieve eternal life. When the time comes, I will find a way to get these ten rings back.

"Son, remember this sentence, blood debt must be paid with blood!"

Wenwu ignored Wang Quan's provocation and instead said to the boy in the car beside him.

"I guess this is Shang-Chi."

Wang Quan muttered softly.

Before Wang Quan could react, Wen Wu had already taken action, and five rings flew directly towards Wang Quan with blue light.

Caught off guard, Wang Quan was hit, and the power had reached the power of a shotgun.

But now Wang Quan's physique will not be injured at all. At most, Wang Quan's chest will be a little sore from the beating.

"Congratulations, you successfully angered me. Since you are a fellow countryman, I won't bully you, so I will use this sword."

Wang Quan was also completely angered, why did this man take action as soon as he said so?

But idleness is idleness, Wang Quan did not transform into an angel, and directly summoned Nash's Fang, intending to have fun with Wenwu and exercise his sword energy.

"Be careful, I won't let you do this just because you are old."

After saying that, a substantial red sword energy slashed diagonally towards Wen Wu...

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