I am a quality captain in American comics

Tony Stark.

This white man, who has been living and drinking since he became an adult, heard such incredible words from someone else for the first time.

"Do you know how old I am?"

"I know, but a Chinese friend of mine once said that as long as the age difference is more than twenty years, you can treat the other person as a child unscrupulously.

I think this is absolutely correct, so you are a child. "

As Zhang Beijiang spoke, he did not forget to step on the ground, and then spoke.

"Besides, this kind of wine is really only alcohol, and it's not the kind of edible alcohol. I remember that this is supposed to be used for disinfection. I don't want you to drink yourself into a fool. This way I won't be able to get along with you after I die. Stark explains."

Zhang Beijiang talked nonchalantly, and Tony had already put on a blindfold on himself.

"Come on, boss, if I were you, I wouldn't keep nagging. The little devils nowadays won't be like us at that time, who kept listening to their uncles talking about how they didn't spend money to find the most beautiful girl in the red light district. Black girl."

"Ha, your uncle must not be named Tom."

Zhang Beijiang and Old John had a good fight and finally cleared up the matter.

The plane flew very smoothly this time, perhaps because I was not in a hurry.

Zhang Beijiang leaned against the side of the plane and observed the scenery outside through the porthole window.

The sea fruit is really just a reflection of the sky. There is almost nothing on the dark sea except white waves.

Everyone else on this plane was asleep.

Especially Wade, he is the youngest and sleeps best.

Colson didn't know when he sat next to Zhang Beijiang.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"To be honest, it's not that great. I've seen the sea more than once. At that time, I also took my Howling Commandos with me, and we traveled back and forth between the two continents.

Sprinkle blood on the battlefield for the justice in your heart. "

"I know, but the war is over, Captain. It's a new world now, and no one has to sacrifice."

Colson had a smile in his eyes, and he looked at Zhang Beijiang like a student who got an A in his homework.

"Indeed, on the surface, this world is well taken care of by you. But this place is no different from the era when I was sleeping. The descendants of the poor boys in Brooklyn are still poor boys. The poorest poor people still don't have enough to eat. Extreme guys still want to save the world by their own means.

In essence, this place is no different from our time. Everything looks good, but no one knows whether a madman will pop up tomorrow and want to change the world because of his own ideas. "

Zhang Beijiang's words were not meant to be reproachful, but Coulson sensed deep fatigue from him.

"Don't be so pessimistic."

"I'm not pessimistic, this is the fact. You have done a good job, but in the final analysis, you are still narrow-minded."

After Zhang Beijiang said this, Colson thought of a possibility and raised his head to look at Zhang Beijiang in horror.

The latter just smiled kindly, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

"So what kind of world do you want most?"

"No oppression."

Zhang Beijiang spoke frankly and had no intention of shying away from anything.

Although he was an Internet troll in his previous life, this guy joined the party in college.

Although more hardcore.

But if you have really lived in rural areas, you will find that those elderly party members are actually similar to Zhang Beijiang.

In other words, they don’t go online very much and don’t argue with people much, which is what it would be like if they also go online and argue with people.

Haha, are you still a troll on the internet?

Dominate the online world through direct warfare.

"Isn't there oppression?"

Colson looked at Zhang Beijiang, the black ocean lining his eyes with a calm aura.

"Maybe you're right."

Finally he said this.

Zhang Beijiang didn't say anything. In fact, he already knew an astonishing fact after he traveled to the world of Marvel.

There are no teachers in this world.

Even his homeland has never been invaded.

In this damn world, there is no disaster in the country on the other side of the ocean. More than a hundred years of humiliation have been wiped out by a few illiterate screenwriters.

No wonder these sons of bitches didn’t even know about the Nanjing Massacre.

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After the plane landed, Zhang Beijiang took a few people back to school directly. Santiago Middle School seemed to have regained some of its atmosphere in the past few days.

The atmosphere here is not the kind of atmosphere where everyone is positive and upbeat, but the atmosphere of smog and chaos in the past.

Fortunately, Henry is here these days, and those guys who have gone too far have been recorded.

The special guns Zhang Beijiang had customized from Da Iwan also arrived.

You may not believe it, but a gun that shoots rubber bullets is actually more expensive than an ordinary Wincheston.

"What's the point? Fake guns are actually more expensive than real guns?"

Zhang Beijiang paid with curses and looked at Big Ivan fiercely.

"You should get a better discount on bullets, right? This is a big deal. You know how bad the students in that school are, right?"

"Actually, these guns are already discounted. I mean, this thing is already very cheap. Bullets are my profit point, I can't give it to you. Business is business, you have to understand, I can't break it Got the rules.”

"Okay, you black-hearted profiteer, just wait, I will definitely reimburse you for the bullet I shot your son Alexei, you bastard."

"Hey! You can't do that to my kid!"

Da Yiwan became a little anxious when he heard this, and Zhang Beijiang spread his hands.

"Come on, do you need me to target that bastard Alexey? All the school rules I set were violated by him in one day. If I hadn't been waiting to go to the FBI to collect the bounty, I would have wanted to go back and kick him ass right now. This guy’s ass.”

As Zhang Beijiang spoke, he viciously took the gun and bullets from the counter.

Soon Christmas and Yin Yang were all on hand, while Barney went directly to the FBI connection.

He has been a mercenary for decades, and he has many ways of converting corpses into gold coins.

"Okay, let's take action. Stark, you also bring a gun and come with us."

"What? You mean you want me to get a gun? Where do you think this is? A plantation hundreds of years ago?"

Stark looked at Zhang Beijiang with rejection written all over his face.

"Hey, did you see that? That biker gang brought back a damn bitch! Who do you think is up there between the two of them?"

"It should be Principal Steve. He looks at men a little better. But his taste in people is also very poor. Doesn't the boyfriend he found look good?

Like, like. "

"Like what?"

"It's like an old woman raising three children by herself in a red light district."

"Steve, give me a gun!"

Stark couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly snatched the gun from Zhang Beijiang's hand.