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Steve grabbed the man in black by the back of his neck in annoyance and smashed his head to the ground. Mobile version m..

Then he bent down and waved the "Temple" and slammed it onto the ground next to the man in black's head, making a deafening explosion of "哐~".

The man in black let out an unpleasant roar, and the black shell of his body kept shaking and struggling, even exposing more than half of his body.

It was an old homeless man with black eyes. Unfortunately, he didn't look human at all, like a manipulated living dead.

Harry looked at the man in black with some panic and disbelief. He suddenly became a little afraid of the biological armor on his body, because he could feel that the biological armor on his body and the man in black were the same thing.

Lao Cheng patted Qi's shoulder and suddenly said to Qi in the Henan dialect of their hometown: "Your father is dead, and I, as an old uncle, have the responsibility to teach you the last lesson.

Boxing is afraid of young people. Although I may not be your opponent now, there are some things I still want to tell you. Your kung fu has gone a bit awry recently. You have been with Al for too long, and you always want to imitate him and fight head-on with others.

There is nothing wrong with this, but what should you do when you encounter evenly matched enemies, or even enemies that are much stronger than you? "

As he spoke, Lao Cheng pointed at Steve, who was extremely fierce in the field, and said in a stern tone: "In terms of kung fu, these stupid foreigners who grew up eating beef are still far behind!"

As he spoke, he stroked the sleeves of his pajamas in a funny and mature manner, glanced at Qi who was listening attentively, smiled with satisfaction, and said: "Look carefully, we are completely different from them.

Strength is something only fools can do. Our Chinese predecessors created various martial arts from life and death fights, not for you to become a strongman and arm-wrestle with others.

Although your damn dad is a bad guy, his kung fu is indeed top-notch, but you just went astray.

Look carefully~~"

As he spoke, Lao Cheng took small steps and cut into the confrontation between Steve and the man in black.

Facing the long knife that appeared in the hand of the man in black, Lao Cheng cut in from the road without fear, put his left hand on the wrist of the man in black, and pushed gently with the strength of the man in black, causing the long knife to deflect.

Lao Cheng made a fist with his right hand, twisted his waist, pushed his shoulders with his waist, pushed his elbows with his shoulders, and pushed his fist with his elbow. A heavy punch that gathered all the strength of Lao Cheng hit the man in black's chest with a thunderous roar.

Everyone who saw Lao Cheng's punch thought that the man in black was going to be knocked away. As a result, the man in black let out a miserable howl and trembled again, revealing his body, but he stood still.

Peter couldn't understand why such a fierce punch didn't knock the man in black away. He heard the eldest brother in front of him mutter angrily: "Stay calm!"

Peter couldn't understand Chinese, so he could only mutter, "Deposit~~"

Lao Cheng fought back and shouted angrily: "Watch it, nephew~ don't use stupid strength~"

As he spoke, Lao Cheng seemed to be much more polite to the man in black and did not yell. Whenever the man in black frantically changed his weapons and tried to attack him, Lao Cheng could always put his hands on the man in black's wrist and deflect him. direction of his attack, and then give him a punch.

Qi had some enlightenment, and whispered to himself, "Guan Jin~"

The man in black who received a heavy punch seemed to have been enchanted. He could only stand where he was and could not take a step back, like the best movable sandbag!

Lao Cheng laughed boldly, curled his index finger into a diamond shape, and once again led the man in black to attack with his left hand. He twisted his right arm and punched the man in black in the chest.

The black mucus on the chest of the man in black shrank and was not injured, just as the man in black roared and wanted to hug Lao Cheng. His back suddenly made a "pop" sound, and black mucus flew everywhere, causing the man in black to let out a miserable howl.

The more angry he became, the smile on his face grew wider, and he murmured to himself: "Zui Jin~~ I kind of understand it!"

Then Lao Cheng bowed slightly, curled his fingers into the shape of tiger claws, exhaled and let out a tiger roar, "Roar~~" The huge sound shocked the man in black.

Lao Cheng took half a step forward, stepped on the foot of the man in black, and punched the man in black in the chest. The black mucus all over his chest and abdomen exploded completely, and he fell backwards. Even his screams were no longer so powerful.

Peter grabbed Qi's arm excitedly and shouted, "That's so cool! What is this? What is this?"

He raised his chin slightly and said with some pride: "Chinese martial arts, half a step collapsed~"

Peter muttered, "Half-step collapse", and imitated the mature way of curling the fingers of his right hand to look like tiger claws, and murmured to himself: "It's amazing! I feel like Steve is even more powerful!"

He smiled angrily and shook his head, but did not explain this beautiful misunderstanding to Peter. Anyway, it didn't make much difference to him, he was the best!

At this time, Qi already knew what Lao Cheng was going to tell him. Chinese Kung Fu was known for its skills, and various force-generating techniques were the real key to Kung Fu. In the past period of time, I have been blindly pursuing strength and speed, and I have lost sight of the true meaning of Chinese Kung Fu. I am indeed a bit stupid!

My fist is very strong and hard, so how can I gather all my strength into a hard fist? What does it matter if you go slower? Skills exist to serve.

It is certainly true that the only thing in the world of kung fu that is fast is unbeatable, but where do so many Dongfang undefeated come from?

Steve is knowledgeable. He shook his head and patted Harry on the shoulder with a wry smile, and said, "This is the real fighting master. We soldiers are still far behind them!"

Harry pinched the biological armor on his arm in panic and said, "What's wrong? Can I do that?"

A big hand patted Harry's shoulder. Norman Osborne, who had been coming for a while and had been staying in the distance, lost his ghostly face. He looked at Harry who looked a little confused with a smile and said, "Are you afraid?" What? Are you worried that you will become like that thing? Or are you worried that you can’t catch up with your friends? "

As he spoke, Norman Osborn nodded to Steve, thanked him for not revealing his existence, and said with a smile: "Hello, Captain Rogers! I am Norman Osborn, Harry's father, thank you You've been taking such good care of Harry lately. I've been free lately, we should sit down and have a drink!"

Steve laughed, shook hands with Norman Osborne and me, pointed to the biological armor on his body, and said with a smile: "It seems that an expert is here. You must have the skills to deal with this black thing." Lots of ways!”

Norman Osborn nodded reservedly, then put his arm around Harry's shoulders, pointed at the man in black who was beaten staggering by the old man and screamed repeatedly, and said: "It's called "Venom", and it's O.M. The name given to this creature by the Spurn family.

In every generation we have someone who wears it to fight for the survival of the family. Being able to control "Venom" was once the highest honor of the Osborne family. "

As he spoke, Norman Osborne's expression began to become cold, and he said coldly: "But they are always Osborne's tools. Don't worry about the biological armor you are wearing, it is the same as the one you see. no the same!

Don't worry about your abilities, the path we take is different from others.

In fact, the "venom" is the object of your study. If it can do it, you can also do it. You just need to use your brain. You have actually learned a little bit, right? "

Harry nodded, looked at the scene with some worry, and said, "But it doesn't look like it can be beaten to death. Dad, is there anything you can do?"

Norman Osborne grabbed the back of Harry's head with his right hand, pressed his forehead against Harry's, and said seriously: "They are strong horses, and Osborne is the best horse trainer. What do you think of us?" Can it be dealt with?

Remember Harry, no matter what happens, don't lose your confidence. There is nothing in the world that we cannot solve!

Because we are Osborne! "

………………

Al sat in Frank's car holding the chubby little Triceratops, with Shirley and Mindy behind him.

Things in the New Jersey factory area were basically over, and Al watched Russell smash the big lizard's skull with his godly pistol.

If half a liter of brain fluid was lost, the big lizard could still be alive, and Al decided not to trouble it again!

Shirley decided to take in Mindy temporarily. It was too unsafe for an eight-year-old girl to be left alone at home. She is not safe, and neither is anyone else!

This little girl has a very distorted outlook on things. You can't shoot someone or cut their throat just because someone is rude or ill-intentioned.

Giving him a good beating and calling an ambulance for him are also good choices! Who can stand a pretty little girl with bloody hands?

The most important thing is that when you are used to solving problems by killing people, when you encounter other things in the future, you will always think first of all, who should I kill to solve the problem? This is not good!

But what they have to do now is to take Mindy back to her home first, and at least leave a message there, so that it will be easier for her irresponsible father to come find her when he comes back.

Ignoring Shirley's nagging complaints in the back row, there were also various instigations that explicitly hinted at Mindy giving Nick a bit of a show-off. This young stepmother has gone crazy!

With his eyes closed, Al has been paying attention to the battle, or "training" near his home.

Several old guys took turns, beating the black "venomous" thing like a sandbag until it was severely tortured.

Seeing Peter looking at Harry with some envy as they all had their elders giving them "lessons", Al smiled, took out his communicator and said to Stark who had already left: "Stark, where have you been?

Our Peter needs some teaching or gifts from his elders! are you ready? "

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