The King of Fighters in the Marvel World

It was already late at night when Ling Cheng returned to the martial arts gym.

When I entered the door, I saw Mai Zhuo wrapped in a bathrobe sitting on the bed in a daze, with Erlang's legs crossed and moving very cutely.

Seeing Ling Cheng coming back, Mai Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly focused on Ling Cheng again. If Ling Cheng hadn't been quick and quick to grab the yukata, there would have been a vacuum.

"Mai Zhuo, you seem to like sticking to me," Ling Cheng said with a bitter smile.

Even if I don’t know the effect of the recruitment card, Lingcheng now finds that Mai Zhuo’s enthusiasm for him is too much. I wish I could hang on to him all the time. If this is a girl, then that’s it, but if. .

The image of Chen Guohan hugging him and rubbing his bearded face appeared in Ling Cheng's mind, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"I feel like the boss has a scent that I like. It seems like the power of the big snake in my body is ready to move around the boss. I really like this feeling," Mai Zhuo said with a happy face.

After saying this, Ling Cheng suddenly realized that he had the blood and power of a serpent, and he was Mai Zhuo's boss. No wonder Yu Jie, who was rated as cold, turned into a kitten.

"Boss, someone is outside," Mai Zhuo suddenly raised his head and shouted in a low voice.

Mai Zhuo looked towards the window with cold eyes. He looked at Ling Cheng again and seemed to ask if he wanted to take action.

Ling Cheng shook his head to stop it. The enemy and we were still unclear. The most important thing was that it would cost a lot of money to break the window. He is not as wealthy as Tony Stark.

Quickly walking to the window, Ling Cheng suddenly opened the window and heard a small sound of the other party rushing around. When he glanced around, he only caught a red shadow disappearing awkwardly across the corner of the street.

This little spider actually followed him back, and he clicked his skills wrongly at the beginning and learned to listen to the corners. Ling Cheng's head was full of black lines. The naughty child needs to be taken care of

"It's okay, he's just a curious kid."

After washing up, Ling Cheng hugged Mai Zhuo and leaned against the bed. In the end, Ling Cheng did not eat her because Mai Zhuo was a special existence to him. Until now, he was the only existence in the world that Ling Cheng could talk to. .

Ling Cheng talked a lot that night, and Mai Zhuo lay obediently in his arms and listened quietly, rubbing Ling Cheng's chest from time to time to prove that she was still listening. Ling Cheng told her about himself before time travel, his cute and naughty sister who was irresponsible, his parents who were very considerate to him, and his friends and classmates. He talked about his experiences after time travel, the terrible dangers in this world, and the urgency and pressure that made him prophetic.

Ye Liang Ru Shui didn't know what Ling Cheng was talking about until the end. Only Mai Zhuo is still seriously remembering that the novel his boss wrote before time travel has been discontinued. I wonder if he will be scolded as a eunuch or if all his collection will be lost. The 3000 yuan the boss owed to Ant Huabei before traveling through time has not yet been repaid. I don’t know which of the hundreds of Douyin ladies the boss vowed to marry got an advantage. Although Mai Zhuo doesn't understand these very well, it's good to just remember everything the boss said.

next day

Ling Cheng called Hill and hoped to report Mai Zhuo to S.H.I.E.L.D. to avoid future trouble. Hill agreed readily. Ling Cheng took the initiative to report and also guaranteed that his so-called junior sister would not cause trouble. S.H.I.E.L.D. The bureau is also happy to reduce the workload. At the same time, Hill also mentioned that S.H.I.E.L.D. would recently set up a special operations team to deal with a series of troubles that occurred after the New York War, and asked Ling Cheng if he was interested in becoming an honorary advisor to the organization. He would not need to take action at ordinary times, but would help at critical moments.

Ling Cheng was naturally not interested. Having tasted the benefits of cultivation, he was prepared to immerse himself in cultivation for a while. If SHIELD can't figure it out and bother him, that's okay. But in the end, Hill quietly asked whether she was more comfortable or her junior sister was more comfortable. Ling Cheng could only agree with a dark streak in his head.

You can't reason with women. Didn't we just agree to have sex? The more beautiful the woman, the less trustworthy she is.

Ling Cheng thought he had subdued the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D., but he didn't expect that he would be choked by fate. This time, I won't be the same, otherwise I will overturn the table. Ling Cheng thought fiercely.

I don’t know how many years I have practiced, but ten days have passed in the blink of an eye. During these ten days, Lingcheng devoted himself to practicing during the day, and worked hard to explore at night. Occasionally guiding Zhou Zheng and Will to learn boxing, which was very fulfilling. It was just that the ordinary recruitment was unlucky and some miscellaneous things were left. Ling Cheng felt sad for a while.

On this day, after three strokes, Ling Cheng got up rubbing the head of his chicken coop. After cleaning up, he decided to take Mai Zhuo out to buy some daily necessities. Lingcheng felt a little regretful when he left the house. He also wondered whether he should wear a mask or something. After all, he was also someone who had made headlines in the United States. It would be troublesome if he was recognized. But soon Ling Cheng felt that he was worrying too much.

A white-haired American young man skated past him and raised an eyebrow at him. A black man wearing a white wig came out of the building on the roadside, straightened his hair, looked up and grinned at Ling Cheng.

The most exaggerated thing is that in the square, a white-haired Asian with ash on his face and a tattered body was followed by the entire Avengers. A shirtless and skinny "Ah Fanda" covered in green fuel, and a man trapped in red "Kabuda" struggling to move in the cardboard, a savage with a foam hammer, a small-breasted aunt wearing a tight black leather jacket, etc.

Ling Cheng and Mai Zhuo passed by and felt they were being watched. They quickly put on various classic poses, ah. What a group of potential cosplayers, a cosy performance with depth. Ling Cheng silently called them

Ling Cheng, who no longer worried about being recognized, took Mai Zhuo around happily in the mall. Ling Cheng had never been to an American shopping mall before and looked around with eyes full of novelties. Mai Zhuo went from hugging Ling Cheng to dragging Ling Cheng around the mall.

Ling Cheng let out a long sigh of relief when the two of them came out of the mall carrying large and small bags. When he entered the mall, he saw Mai Zhuo, who had always been obedient and obedient, transform into a tigress dragging him away with gleaming eyes. Ling Cheng swore that shopping should be done once a month at most, no, once a year, no, why should I go shopping? Is it because mobile phones are not fun, or because cultivation is not fun enough? I will never go shopping again after I die.

On the way home, Ling Cheng laughed bitterly and walked behind Mai Zhuo carrying his things. Mai Zhuo also had his hands full of things, but his steps were brisk and he would jump happily from time to time. He looked back at Ling Cheng and smiled.

"Boom."

A sudden explosion occurred on the top floor of a small building on the street. Thick smoke was seen billowing from the windows, and the trapped people's cries for help came from inside. The alarm sounded, and people on the street screamed.

Ling Cheng frowned slightly as he looked at the scene in front of him, feeling strangely familiar, as if this scene seemed familiar.

"Boss" Mai Zhuo shouted

"Ah." Ling Cheng came to his senses and put down the bag. It's important to save people. Just a little effort. Ling Cheng was about to take action when he saw a hooded figure jumping out of the window holding a woman, and the ground was broken into pieces.

Superhuman.

A flash of light flashed in Ling Cheng's mind.

He remembered seeing this scene before. .