Marvel: Chinese Restaurant Beginning in Hell's Kitchen

"Let's sit down and eat something first."

Morgan Le Fay said with a smile on his face, but his heart was full of doubts.

"This is the most delicious food in the world, try it."

“The most delicious food in the world?

I guess you haven’t had any good food.”

The Marquis of Death spoke with disdain.

Morgan Le Fay did not refute.

Whether it is the witch Agatha or Morgan Le Fay, they are known as the most powerful witches in the world, but in fact they are limited to a single universe.

Can't even leave the earth.

The Marquis of Death is different. He can easily destroy the multiverse and is an omnipotent universe that roams above the multiverse all year round.

If the person in front of him is indeed the Marquis of Death, then his strength is far beyond that of Morgan le Fay.

The Marquis of Death didn't hesitate to walk over, picked up the roujiamo that Peter Parker brought over and took a bite. Then his brows tightened slightly.

At the same time, Li Jie's system information was updated.

"Congratulations on gaining the recognition of Clyde Wincham Jr. and successfully unlocking a promotion point."

Clyde Wincham, Jr. is the Marquis of Death, but the system uses the name Clyde Wincham, Jr. instead of the Marquis of Death.

This means that the person in front of him is just an incarnation of the Marquis of Death in the multiverse.

Even if she is a clone, her strength should be stronger than Morgan Le Fay.

"What, isn't it delicious?"

Morgan Le Fay asked casually when he saw Clyde Wincham Jr. frowning.

After taking another bite of the roujiamo, Clyde Wincham said, "This is indeed better than the food in many universes I have visited."

Hearing this, Morgan Le Fay was a little disappointed.

Didn’t you just mock us for not having eaten good food? Why did you change your attitude now?

This made Morgan Le Fay once again doubt the identity and strength of Clyde Wincham Jr.

“Have some soup.

This is called Chicken Blood Soup, and it goes perfectly with Roujiamo.”

Morgan Le Fay handed over a bowl of chicken blood and winked at Omar, Kelly and Agatha.

"it is good."

Little Clyde Wincham responded and reached out to catch the chicken blood bubble.

At this moment, Morgan Le Fay stabbed forward with a dagger in his other hand.

Omar, Kelly, and Agatha also attacked Clyde Wincham Jr. at the same time.

At this time, Clyde Wincham Jr. was holding a roujiamo and chicken blood bubble in his hands, and it seemed that he was completely unable to fight back.

A magical thing happened. Little Clyde Wincham suddenly grew three heads and six arms.

Not only did he take on the witches' attacks at the same time, but he also launched a counterattack.

Screams were heard as four powerful witches had their arms broken, each looking extremely miserable.

Little Clyde Wincham's three heads and six arms also disappeared, and he drank some chicken blood bubbles as if nothing had happened.

“Well, this soup and Roujiamo are indeed a perfect match.

What, you guys don’t want to eat anymore?”

Morgan Le Fay looked at the others and said, "Please forgive our recklessness just now, but I must confirm your strength.

Otherwise, you will just die if you find Doom."

When the name Doom was mentioned, Clyde Wincham Jr.'s expression turned grim.

Put down the bowl and preach:

"It seems that you all hate Doom very much. Tell me what that guy did to you."

Morgan Le Fay recounted the grudge between himself and Doom after a moment's hesitation, and briefly introduced the situation in the fighting world.

"God Lord Doom?"

Little Clyde Wincham snorted disdainfully.

"That guy is still the same as in other multiverses, an arrogant and despicable villain."

"So you can really defeat Doom?"

Morgan Le Fay asked cautiously.

Little Clyde Wincham sneered: "It seems that you still don't believe in my strength."

He paused for a moment, raised his right hand slightly, and the witches' injuries were instantly healed.

"To tell you the truth, I have been to several multiverses and hunted down all the Dooms in these universes."

Morgan Le Fay hesitated and said, "It seems that you also hate Doom very much."

Little Clyde Wincham set his eyes on Morgan Le Fay and sighed:

“Poor woman, what that bastard did to you also happened to me, so I am hunting down Doom in all the worlds in the Omniverse.

It doesn’t matter if the other person is a good guy or a bad guy.”

Morgan Le Fay was surprised when he heard this and shouted, "You mean to say that bastard deceived your feelings in order to learn magic from you?"

The words paused slightly, followed by the sermon,

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that."

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt to tell you."

Little Clyde Wincham didn't care about that and continued,

"In fact, I am much luckier than you. At least I didn't give birth to a child for that bastard.

I discovered the bastard's plot in time and killed him.

Do you know how I dealt with him?

I chopped off the guy's head and made a wine glass out of it.

In addition, I used the fire of hell to refine that bastard's soul, so that he can never be resurrected."

Morgan Le Fay...you are indeed cruel.

"Squeak."

Deadpool pushed the door open and walked in, shouting to Clyde Wincham Jr.:

"Hey, you just blew my brains out, shouldn't you agree to have a deeper conversation with me?"

Clyde Wincham Jr. said nothing, but pulled out the gun with his right hand and pulled the trigger without looking back.

"Bah."

As the gunshot rang out, Deadpool's head was blown up again, but the blood did not splash into the restaurant.

Little Clyde Wincham didn't want to interrupt his meal, so he threw Deadpool out the moment he blew his head off.

"Snapped."

Deadpool fell into the garbage again.

"This bastard is like an annoying fly no matter which world he is in."

Clyde Wincham Jr. underestimated it. It seemed that this was not the first time he had met Deadpool.

After witnessing the strength of Clyde Wincham Jr., and having similar experiences with him, Morgan Le Fay's favorability towards him skyrocketed.

“Peter, serve all the dishes in the restaurant.

Oh, yes, the most important thing is wine, a glass of wine for each person."

Morgan Le Fay exclaimed excitedly, and then smiled at little Clyde Wincham and said,

“Marquis, you must try the other delicacies in this restaurant. Every dish is unforgettable.

Especially the beer here is really unique.

We should have a nice drink and talk about what to do with that bastard Doom."

"No need to go to so much trouble. Just tell me where that bastard Doom is, and I'll take care of the rest."

Clyde Wincham Jr. said with great confidence.

“Marquis, I know you are very experienced in dealing with Doom, but this bastard in the fighting world is different.

What I mean is that he is very powerful, but certainly not as powerful as you, Marquis.

But it is better to be safe than sorry. At least listen to us as we give you a detailed introduction to this world."

Morgan Le Fay preached with a forced smile.

"Since you say so, I'll listen to you."

Little Clyde Winchester said reluctantly,

“Marquis, let me introduce these witches to you first.

This is the witch Agatha, one of the most powerful witches in the world.

Of course, her strength is far from comparable to yours.

This is Omar from the dark world. Her brother is Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension. Maybe you have heard of that guy's name.

Dormammu is an extremely powerful dark wizard.

This is Keri, Omar's mother.

Dormammu has been hunting down Clea because he is worried that it will affect his position in the dark world.

They are all allies who want to defeat Doom.

Great, here comes the wine.

Marquis, let's have a drink first."

Morgan le Fay was obviously trying to please Peter Parker as he took the beer from him and handed it to the Marquis of Death with both hands.

Morgan le Fay is willing to do anything to defeat the God-lord Doom.

"cheers!"

The witches toasted in celebration.

After taking a sip of beer, Clyde Wincham, Jr., exclaimed happily:

"Well, this beer is indeed a delicacy that I have never tasted in the multiverse. Give me another glass.

It's really nice and it's self-refilling. ”

After a few drinks, the relationship between the witches quickly heated up.

Little Clyde Wincham has come to think of the witches as his sisters.

"Lefei, don't worry.

Little Doom, take it."

Little Clyde Wincham made a pinching motion with his fingers, then reached out and patted Kelly on the shoulder and preached,

"Clee, you don't have to worry about Dormammu.

Just a small lord of the dark dimension, easy to control.

If that bastard dares to cause you trouble again, I will help you kill him and let you successfully take the position of the queen of the dark world."

Omar...what about me?

Kelly sighed: "Actually, I have no interest in the position of the Queen of the Dark World."

"I understand, but that's what you deserve. After all, you've been recognized by the Flame of Power."

Clyde Wincham Jr. patted Klee's shoulder hard again.

Morgan Le Fay chimed in, “Kelly, since the Marquis has said so, don’t refuse.

Hurry up and thank the Marquis."

Kelly picked up the glass and said, "Marquis, I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want."

"Squeak."

Deadpool pushed the door open again and walked in, raising his hands before Clyde Wincham Jr. could draw his gun:

“Hey, don’t be nervous, I’m also a customer in this restaurant.

Look, my food is still there."

Deadpool pointed to the seat where he had just sat, and then said,

"By the way, I have news for you. The dark wizard is here."

The dark wizards are all followers of Dormammu. When she heard the name of the dark wizard, Clea's expression became nervous.

"They were coming for me, so I went and dealt with them."

Kelly stood up and preached.

"No, leave it to me. I can also take this opportunity to warm up."

Clyde Wincham Jr. said this and stood up and walked out of the restaurant.

The witches immediately followed.

Deadpool immediately ran to his seat, took a sip of beer, then picked up the roujiamo he had not finished eating and ran out.

Just watch the fun.

Outside the restaurant.

Baron Mordo had just walked out of the teleportation portal, and hundreds of dark wizards had gathered in the restaurant, surrounding the place tightly.

As soon as he saw the witches coming out of the restaurant, Baron Mordo snorted disdainfully:

"Omar, you have indeed betrayed the great Dormammu.

In this case, let me die here with Kelly today."

Omar...

"You said you would die, so you died. Did you ask me?"

Clyde Wincham Jr. said, resting his hand on the handle of his gun.

Baron Mordo glanced at the Desert Eagle on Clyde Wincham Jr.’s waist and sneered, “Gun?

It's an insult to mages to still use guns in this day and age."

"It seems that you look down on my two guns.

Well, then I will use you to commemorate them."

As soon as Clyde Wincham Jr. spoke, he pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger at Baron Mordo.

"Snapped."

Baron Mordo blocked the bullet with his defensive shield, a look of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. Just as he was about to say a few sarcastic words, he found that Clyde Wincham Jr. had disappeared.

"Are you looking for me?"

The voice of Clyde Wincham Jr. came from behind Baron Mordo.

When did you get behind me?

Baron Mordo shuddered, and just as he turned his head, he saw a bullet enlarged in front of his eyes.

There was a "pop" sound.

The bullet blew up Baron Mordo's eyeball and then pierced his head.

thump.

Baron Mordo's body fell heavily to the ground, dying from the gun he despised the most.

Seeing Baron Mordo die right before their eyes, the remaining dark wizards just stood there in a daze.

No one saw how Clyde Wincham Jr. appeared behind Baron Mordo just now.

Every dark wizard knew that if Clyde Wincham Jr. could blow Baron Mordo's head off with one shot, he could also kill them.

Little Clyde Wincham blew into the muzzle of his gun and preached to the hundreds of dark wizards:

“If you want to die, stay.

If you don't want to die, go back and tell Dormammu that Clea will challenge him in the arena this afternoon!"

Keri...when did I say that?

The dark wizards looked at each other, then looked at Baron Mordo's body. After a moment's hesitation, they scrambled to cast teleportation spells to escape the scene.

"What a bunch of useless things."

Little Clyde Wincham snorted disdainfully, walked up to Kelly and said with a smile,

"Why, are you worried about the fight with Dormammu this afternoon?"

Clea nodded and replied: "I don't have the ability to deal with Dormammu yet."

Little Clyde Wincham said confidently, "I want you, so what are you afraid of?

Don't worry, you will definitely be able to defeat Dormammu this afternoon and successfully take the position of the queen of the dark world.

Let's go and continue drinking."

Kelly was dragged back to the restaurant by Clyde Wincham Jr.

After the witches entered the restaurant, a golden light flashed at the door, turned into a teleportation portal, and Doctor Strange and Wong walked out.

"It's Baron Mordo!"

The king stared in amazement at Baron Mordo's body lying on the ground.

Doctor Strange raised his hand and waved gently, and Baron Mordo's body was teleported away.

"Come on, let's go in and have something to eat."

Doctor Strange said as he walked towards the restaurant.