I am a quality captain in American comics

Happy came up to check on Zhang Beijiang and felt relieved after making sure that he was not injured.

But the two children he held in his arms before were not so lucky.

At such a close distance, the shock wave still caused the two of them to fall into coma.

"Oh my gosh, he's never going to want ice cream again."

Happy looked at Frank who looked sad and said with some emotion.

"I wouldn't talk nonsense if I were you. My gut feeling is that he's a great soldier, even better than me in a way.

If you don't want to be beaten into a pig's head by him, I advise you not to speak. "

Zhang Beijiang warned seriously, stood up and walked to Frank. He was almost in pain while holding the two children.

Seeing this, Zhang Beijiang lit a cigarette, squatted next to him and said.

"Which unit do you serve in?"

"Marine Corps, Delta, SEAL Team."

"You have quite a resume. How are the children doing?"

Frank raised his head and looked at Zhang Beijiang and put on a calm tone.

"They are both fine. They will wake up after some rest. Are you also a soldier? I have never seen you in the special forces."

Zhang Beijiang shrugged and stretched out his hand to him.

"Steve Rogers. Why I'm here is another story."

The look on Frank's face was stunned for a moment, but then he suppressed it.

"What are you going to do next? Do you know who did this? I don't look like an ordinary gangster. Would an ordinary gangster use such a crazy thing as a suicide bomb?"

Zhang Beijiang pointed to the scorched earth not far away.

Frank didn't speak. Zhang Beijiang knew what he meant and simply didn't continue the topic.

"I know what you are going to do. If you are worried about the safety of your children, you can send them to San Diego Middle School. I am the honorary principal of that school and I usually work there. Believe me, the school is safe."

"Thank you."

Frank didn't look at Zhang Beijiang, and Zhang Beijiang didn't care.

Because in his eyes this guy named Frank is almost dead.

He is still alive now simply because his heart is still beating.

"Hey young man, are you in a hurry to get to the dinner party?"

The old tailor stood at the door and waved to Zhang Beijiang, motioning for him to come over.

Zhang Beijiang glanced at Frank, who was depressed, and knew that he could not help him here, so he simply turned to the old tailor to see what he had to say.

"Dinner, I'm not in a hurry. I've missed a dance for many years, I think about seventy years."

"You really like to joke. I just checked your size. I have a set here that probably fits. If you need it, I can change it as soon as possible."

"That's fine by me, but what about its original owner?"

"what?"

The old tailor seemed to have heard something funny. He laughed and waved his hand to Zhang Beijiang.

“Come on, a large number of mafias disappear in New York every year, who knows where they have gone?

Maybe he's lying at the bottom of the river in the suburbs. "

"Well, from what you said, I want to ask if I can make this thing bulletproof?"

"Come on, why do you, the principal of a school, need a bulletproof suit?"

The old tailor didn't take his words to heart and just motioned for him to follow him in.

Soon a set of ready-made clothes appeared on Zhang Beijiang.

I have to say that the old tailor's skills are very good. It can be said that except for the color, this suit looks like it was tailor-made.

"I'll prepare the remaining sets later and let you come and get them. To be honest, you are a natural model. Are you interested in participating in Fashion Week?

I've always wanted to slap those London tailors in the face at Fashion Week, but alas I'm having trouble finding the right models. "

"Oh, God, please spare me. I just came back from the Middle East. If I don't work conscientiously for a few days, Henry will kill me directly."

Zhang Beijiang said exaggeratedly, Happy was already sitting in the nanny car.

As for the park outside the door.

Apart from a few cordons, there are no traces of violent attacks here.

It seems that this rushing world will erase all traces of human existence driven by time. In fact, after a person dies, he will be replaced within a week.

Your unit will be rehired, and new customers will sit in your exclusive seats at your regular restaurants and become new regulars.

Everything will be wiped out in the rolling forward.

Except for a small number of people who will remember everything about you, the world will not remember you. No matter what kind of hero you are, you cannot avoid this.

Zhang Beijiang thought this and suddenly felt a little sad.

No matter what abilities humans possess, they are too insignificant for this world.

This is certainly true in the real world.

This is especially true in today's world.

How many guys are stronger than him?

If it were just a competition of abilities, the number of people in X Academy who could kill him would be ranked high.

In addition, there are other chaotic and endless ability users.

If he wants to become stronger, he can't avoid these guys.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a system. Although he has traveled through time, that seems to be it.

"What a nice day. How is the world?"

Just when Zhang Beijiang was thinking a lot, another voice suddenly sounded in the back row where he was the only one sitting.

Zhang Beijiang turned his head when he heard the sound and saw an Indian in his early forties.

However, he did not wear any ethnic clothing. His medium-length hair was draped over his shoulders and he was wearing a motorcycle jacket.

He looks like an old motorcycle gangster.

But Zhang Beijiang knew that this guy was definitely not a kind person.

"It's not bad. It's similar to my previous world. I'm surprised that the people living here are actually flesh-and-blood people.

Who are you? Am I the one to blame for being here? "

"You can understand it this way. I don't know if you have noticed that the world is becoming chaotic."

Zhang Beijiang frowned when he heard this.

The Marvel world has always been chaotic, with countless crises lurking in it. He didn't understand why this middle-aged man said this.

"So, who are you?"

"I don't have a name, you can call me the One Above All. I am indeed the culprit for why you are here, but you have to believe me, it's all random."

Zhang Beijiang frowned when he heard this and stared at the guy who claimed to be the best in all things.

According to the information he knows, above all things, there is the God in the Marvel world.

He is omnipotent and omnipresent.

He transcends everything, and the strongest men in the entire universe are just bigger toys in front of him.