Marvel: Chinese Restaurant Beginning in Hell's Kitchen

Mr. Fantastic repeated his words very solemnly: "Yes, I need your help."

Molecule Man and Mr. Fantastic looked at each other, and after a moment they sighed, “Okay.

Reed, I see sincerity in your eyes, but unfortunately, I refuse."

"No, you won't refuse me." Mr. Fantastic said very confidently.

"I won't reject you?

Reed, are you out of your mind?

We are mortal enemies. I want to kill you, so how can I help you? "

Molecule Man was a little amused.

Mr. Fantastic replied: "Owen, it is precisely because we are mortal enemies that you want to kill me so much that you will not watch me die at the hands of others."

"What do you mean?"

Molecule Man asked doubtfully, he really didn't want to see Mr. Fantastic die at the hands of anyone else.

Mr. Fantastic replied: "At 2pm, a witch named Clea will challenge Dormammu in the arena.

She will win this challenge then.

Then a woman named Little Clyde Wincham attacks Doom, and at this time I and Jonathan rescue another me who is imprisoned in the castle.

Owen, without your help, we would never have succeeded.

If I fail this time, Doom will kill me.

Would you like to see me die at the hands of Doom?"

Molecule Man hesitated and said, “Reed, this story sounds very good.

I really want to kill you myself, but it would be nice if you died at the hands of Lord Doom.

Okay, I'm going to start eating now, please stay away from me.

Otherwise, I don't mind killing you right now."

"Owen, don't go too far!"

The Human Torch shouted angrily.

"Jonathan, shut up."

Mr. Fantastic shouted, then smiled at the Molecule Man and said,

"See you in the afternoon."

After that, Mr. Fantastic left with the Human Torch.

The Molecule Man cursed: "What a delusional psychopath! How can I help you?"

After shaking his head and sighing, Molecule Man called Peter Parker over.

"Peter, is there anything delicious today?"

"Today's new dish, Roujiamo, is very good. We will give you a free portion of chicken blood soup. Would you like one?"

Peter Parker began to sell.

"Of course, give me one first."

The Molecule Man said as he tapped the table with his finger, and a golden coin appeared out of thin air.

"Peter, whatever I eat today, the rest is your tip."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Owen."

Peter Parker put away the gold coin, but sighed in his heart.

Comparing yourself to others will make you feel nauseous.

Not long ago, I almost starved to death, but the Molecule Man and those magicians were able to create Dou coins out of thin air.

You can't say this coin is fake.

Even if you ask a financial expert in the fighting world to appraise it, he will not be able to tell the authenticity.

“Just asking, by the way.

Owen, do you think what Reed just said is true? "

Peter Parker asked curiously.

The Molecule Man asked back, "Which sentence do you mean?

If it means I would help him, that's bullshit. I would have loved to see that guy die at the hands of Doom."

"No, I mean Clea will defeat Dormammu."

Peter Parker preaches.

If it is true, then it is equivalent to getting the answers to the exam in advance. I only need to bet on Kelly to complete the second accumulation of wealth.

The Molecule Man replied, “How would I know that?

Maybe it's true, maybe it's false.

I won’t trust that bastard Reed anyway.”

"I see.

Please wait, it will be ready soon."

Peter Parker came to Li Jie and asked the same question again.

"Boss, do you think Kerry will win?"

"We'll know whether we'll win or not in the afternoon."

After saying this, Li Jie went into the kitchen.

After a while, the molecule man got the roujiamo and chicken blood bubble, and after taking a bite, he couldn't stop praising them.

"Squeak."

The restaurant door was pushed open again, and this time an ugly man wearing a neat suit, with horns on his head and a tail hanging from his butt walked in.

Following behind was an old man with a cane.

"Dad, this should be it."

The ugly man in front looked back and preached to the white-haired old man.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The white-haired old man coughed twice, then his eyes fell on the Molecule Man and he shouted in surprise,

"Owen, I didn't expect to see you here.

How are you doing lately? "

"Mephisto?"

The Molecule Man frowned and snorted disdainfully.

"I'm really curious, how did you convince Doom not to kill you?"

Mephisto walked over and chuckled, "Owen, you don't know that the feud between Doom and I has always been a misunderstanding.

That’s right, the soul of Lord Doom’s mother is in hell, but I treat her like a queen with all the good food and drink.

Why did Lord Doom want to kill me?"

"Ah.

You are such a vile bastard."

The Molecule Man cursed.

"Hey, watch your words."

Blackheart clenched his fists and wanted to fight with Molecule Man.

"stop!"

Mephisto turned around and roared, then scolded,

"Do you think you are Owen's opponent?

Don’t overestimate your own abilities. ”

The Black-hearted Monster retreated very honestly, glaring at the Molecule Man, obviously dissatisfied.

Mephisto smiled and took out a golden coin, turning it in his hand. Flames immediately came out of the coin.

"Owen, why don't we make a deal?

As long as you sell your soul to me, I can make you even more powerful than you are now. By then, you will be second only to the God Doom in the Dou Realm."

The Molecule Man sneered: "That sounds very tempting. Can I kill you and your son with my bare hands?"

Mephisto...

"Owen, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Mephisto said and turned to walk towards Peter Parker.

“Look, look quickly.

Isn't this our respected little spider Peter?

Peter, I'm just a little curious why you have a very familiar smell.

A smell that comes from the depths of hell."

"Maybe it's because Johnny came here to eat not long ago."

Peter Parker replied.

"Johnny, Johnny Blaze?" Mephisto looked surprised.

"Yes, it's the Ghost Rider that you created."

Peter Parker replied.

Mephisto sighed and said, "If Johnny Blaze had appeared here, then everything would be explained.

Come to think of it, I still miss Johnny a lot. He is my most satisfying work so far.

Forget it, let’s not talk about this anymore.

Peter, I heard recently that this restaurant serves the most delicious food in the world?

My son and I came here today specifically to enjoy the food. ”

"Mephisto, you have come to the right place.

Please allow me to introduce you, this is my boss, Mr. Smith.

I swear, no one in this world can cook better food than my boss.”

Peter Parker pointed at Li Jie and preached.

"Mr. Smith, nice to meet you."

Mephisto nodded slightly, his eyes moving towards Li Jie, then he smiled and said,

"Mr. Smith, do you have any recommendations?"

"It's Roujiamo, the one Owen is eating."

Li Jie replied.

"Well, please give me a roujiamo.

You know, once people get older, their appetite will decrease and their food intake will decrease.

I think one roujiamo is enough for me.

However, my son is still growing up, so please give him ten roujiamo."

Mephisto said with a smile, he looks like a kind old grandfather, who would have thought that he would be the lord of hell?

After that, Mephisto handed the gold coin in his hand to Peter Parker.

"keep the change."

"Thank you."

Peter Parker reached out and took the gold coin.

When the gold coin fell into Peter Parker's hands, flames appeared, but then went out instantly.

Mephisto turned and nodded to Molecule Man, then walked over to Blackheart's table and sat down.

"Dad, what's the problem?"

The Blackhearted Monster asked in a low voice.

Mephisto directly sent a message: "This is a big problem.

First of all, I just used the Eye of Judgment to observe the boss named Smith, but I didn’t see anything.”

"Dad, why is this happening?"

The Blackhearted Monster asked doubtfully.

Mephisto said with a heavy face: "There is only one explanation for this situation, that is, Smith's strength is far superior to mine."

"what?

Dad, you are the Lord of Hell, how could he be more powerful than you?"

The Blackhearted Monster asked in disbelief.

Mephisto rolled his eyes and said, "Don't be surprised. There are always people better than you in this world. There are many who are stronger than me, the Lord of Hell."

The black-hearted monster nodded: "What about the second one?"

Mephisto continued, "Secondly, I endowed that gold coin with the fire of hell.

Don't you find it strange that Peter has no fear of the fire of hell?"

"what?"

The black-hearted monster showed a look of surprise again.

"What are you panicking about?

You are the future Lord of Hell, so calm down."

Mephisto scolded.

The black-hearted monster took a deep breath and asked, "Dad, what should we do next?"

Mephisto replied: "Just pretend you know nothing and eat."

"okay."

The black-hearted monster responded.

"The rest of your roujiamo and chicken blood soup will be ready soon."

Peter Parker brought over two servings of roujiamo first.

"Thank you."

Mephisto said very politely, as if nothing had happened, and took a bite of the Roujiamo and exclaimed in surprise,

"Oh God.

I don’t know how many chefs report to hell every day, but I have never eaten such delicious food.

Son, hurry up and have a taste. It looks like this is going to be our go-to restaurant in the future."

"Dad, is it that exaggerated?

I've never heard you comment on a meal cooked by a seven-star chef like this."

The Black Hearted Monster took a big bite of the Roujiamo and then shouted excitedly,

“Oh my god.

Dad, I'm so angry that I want to throw those chefs from hell into the frying pan.

They claim to make the best food in the world, but it's shit compared to what Mr. Smith makes."

"Hey, we are enjoying delicious food. Be careful with your words, or people will say you have no manners."

Mephisto scolded.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I was wrong."

The Black Hearted Monster preached hurriedly.

Then the father and son began to eat and drink.

Mephisto, who originally said that one roujiamo was too much, actually ate three in a row.

The main reason is that this body can’t bear it and I’m worried that I will be stuffed to death, otherwise I would eat more.

Needless to say, the black-hearted monster ate twenty roujiamo in a row.

During this time, the molecule man had already eaten and drunk his fill and left the restaurant.

"Dad, I heard that a woman named Clea will challenge Dormammu soon."

The black-hearted monster burped and said.

Mephisto sneered: "Clee is Dormammu's niece.

Dormammu is really incompetent. Not only did he fail to kill Clea over the years, but he made the little girl grow taller."

"Dad, do you think Dormammu will lose this fight?"

The Black Hearted Monster looked worried and continued,

“By the way, Dormammu is a dark lord, on the same level as you.

If Dormammu loses, it will inevitably affect our Hell realm.

For example, Johnny..."

"Why, do you think I'll lose to Johnny Blaze?"

Mephisto interrupted his son's speech and seemed very angry.

The black-hearted monster said hurriedly, "Dad, that's not what I meant.

I mean... it would be a very bad start for Kelly if she actually won.

If Johnny joins forces with others, it will be a problem for our Hell Realm."

"What do you mean?"

Mephisto asked.

The Blackheart replied: "Kill Clea and stop the duel between her and Dormammu."

Mephisto rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think Clea is that easy to kill?

If that's the case, why hasn't Dormammu succeeded yet?

Let me tell you, there are several powerful witches gathered around Clea now.

If nothing else, one of them, Morgan le Fay, is a difficult character.

Even Lord Doom had learned the dark arts from Morgan Le Fay. Even I would not dare to offend that witch easily."

The Black Heart Monster continued, "If this method doesn't work, then we can only use the second method."

After a slight pause, he continued to speak,

"I think Johnny will definitely show up at the arena. Then we just need to find a chance to kill him."

"This is a good idea, but..."

Mephisto sighed and said,

"God Doom has trapped me in this body. Now I may not be a match for Johnny Blaze."

"Dad, I'm still here."

The black-hearted monster preached.

Mephisto sneered and stared at his son and said:

“After going through so much trouble, you still want me to pass on the power of the Hell Realm to you, right?

Why, are you so eager to become the Lord of Hell?"

The Blackhearted Monster hurriedly said, "Dad, I definitely don't mean to steal your Hell Lord.

Well, just pretend I didn’t say anything.”