The King of Fighters in the Marvel World

Everyone in the ward was startled by Ling Cheng's wailing, and when they heard that Ling Cheng didn't care whether he would leave scars at this time, they all gave him a blank look.

"Scars are a man's badge." Tony comforted with a smile.

"Then why don't you also get a handcuff-style medal?" Ling Cheng said leisurely.

"If this can give you some comfort, that's okay." Tony said it didn't matter.

"Absolutely not, I don't agree." The little pepper next to him stopped him in a hurry.

Tony glanced at Little Pepper and spread his hands to Lingcheng and said that there was nothing he could do. Ling Cheng felt like he was fed dog food in an instant. He missed Mai Zhuo again.

"Okay, you're fine. Pepper and I will leave first. You know she still has some hidden dangers that need to be resolved." Tony said goodbye.

Ling Cheng hesitated for a moment. He had something else to tell Tony, but he thought telling him would be too much trouble, so he might as well talk about it later.

Soon Ling Cheng was the only one left in the ward. He closed his eyes and opened the King of Fighters Destiny. Ling Cheng discovered something different. In addition to ordinary recruitment and advanced recruitment, there was an additional random recruitment and it was clickable.

Randomly recruiting Ling Cheng, I checked the page for a long time but couldn't find any instructions. Could it be that it was another magically modified version? However, Ling Cheng directly clicked on recruitment in order to gain an advantage and not take advantage of the bastard.

Successfully recruited Lukar. Ling Cheng's heartbeat quickened as he looked at the prompts on the page, and he confirmed it several times with uncertainty. Lukar ssr

However, one minute passed, five minutes passed, and Ling Cheng was desperate. There was nothing on the page, nor in the room. There is a bug in Lucal as promised. Where can I find customer service?

"Where's my Lukar?" Ling Cheng couldn't help but wailed in a low voice.

At this time, a nearly two-meter-tall figure wearing a black tights quietly appeared in an alley of a street in Spain. If Ling Cheng were present and saw the iconic two-stroke mustache on his lips, he would definitely exclaim, "My Lu." Carl

Lukar looked around cautiously. He hadn't figured out the situation yet. He was clearly admiring the bronze statues in his collection in the room. How could he appear here in the blink of an eye? Is this a trick of the enemy? Lukar squeezed his palm and the familiar power quickly calmed him down. No matter who is doing the trick, just crush him. Lukar's mouth showed a question. A cruel smile.

A black man was hit hard against the wall and slumped on the ground with a look of horror on his face. The big man in front of him suddenly appeared next to him, picked him up, and said some nonsense that he couldn't understand. After he took out his gun, he was crushed into a piece of iron. Is this still a human being?

"What do you want?" the black man said in panic. He couldn't remember when he had offended such a cruel person.

Spanish Lucar, as a drug lord, is proficient in many languages, including Spanish. The drug trade in Spain is controlled by him.

"This is Spain" Lucar asked casually in Spanish. The first time he saw the other person, Lucar concluded that this black man with sloppy steps was not a threat at all.

"Of course this is Spain, boss, I don't know where I offended you, so just go around me." The black man was stunned and begged for mercy.

"You haven't offended me. I'm just asking you something. You answer whatever I ask. If you talk more nonsense, then you will really offend me." Lukar said impatiently, his right eye flashing red as if he was bloodthirsty. beast.

The black man looked into Lukar's eyes, shuddered suddenly, lowered his head and said submissively, "You ask, I will answer truthfully as I know."

Lukar was still a little unable to react after getting the information he wanted. This world was not the same as the one he was in. He came to another world, and all his collections were gone. Thinking of this, Lukar punched the wall so hard that it penetrated the wall. He should have thought that the energy in the air of even an alley was so abundant that in the previous world it could be called a holy land for cultivation.

It was Lukar's hobby to make bronze statues of defeated strong men and collect them. A room full of collections was his lifeline. At this time, after traveling through time, Lukar's mind was filled with his bronze statues. . . .

Although I don’t know why Lukar acted stupidly there by asking some random questions, but this was a good opportunity for the black man to move secretly.

"You can die." Lukar's eyes flashed fiercely, grabbing the black man's head and inserting it directly into the wall.

The black man never expected that the other party would kill him directly. The information he had prepared in his mind for a long time, including the boss's headquarters, the place where the money was hidden, the account books, and the mistress, was never given a chance to be revealed. The poor black man died thinking that Lucar was a member of a hostile gang.

Lukar ducked to the top of the building and looked at the busy traffic below, silent. But reality was quickly accepted. What followed was a long-lost ambition. He wants to re-establish his underground kingdom in this world and collect lovely bronze statues again.

What the hell is random recruitment? In the ward, Ling Cheng was still thinking hard.

The game has never had any glitches. The system clearly indicates that Lukar has been recruited, but there is no such thing in the fighter's home or in the room. Then he suddenly thought of a possibility. He quickly shook his head and hoped that it was not the case. The world was already in such dire straits. If it is really what you think. It's simply a crime

A few days later, Zhou Zheng and Will Zheng were sparring meticulously in the martial arts hall in Clinton District, New York. After settling his parents' funeral affairs, Zhou Zheng moved into the martial arts gym, which was what Ling Cheng had agreed to before leaving.

Little Spider was practicing Yagami-ryu ancient martial arts on the side, with a sharp aura in his moves. From time to time, he was mumbling something. If you listen carefully, you can vaguely hear the words "turn back and dig out." Spider-Man, who has a strong learning ability and a period of actual combat, has already begun to get a glimpse of the secret.

Mai Zhuo stood at the door of the martial arts hall and looked around from time to time. Ling Cheng promised her that he would arrive today, which is why so many people from the martial arts gym came today, and that's why her eyes never left the door since the morning.

"What are you looking at, beauty?" A pair of hands suddenly hugged Mai Zhuo from behind. Mai Zhuo's body stiffened and immediately softened. Turning around to look at the smiling Lingcheng Mai Zhuo, his eyes turned red.

During this time, she missed Ling Cheng so much. Originally, she was a woman who could be called cold, but that was completely different for others, and for Ling Cheng, there was a saying that said: If you think a woman is very cold, That's because she doesn't like you. If she likes you, not only will she not be aloof, but she'll also be adorable.

Mai Zhuo didn't say anything, he just hugged Ling Cheng tightly and pressed his face against his chest for a while, as if he wanted to make up for what he had done in the past few days. Ling Cheng was also holding Mai Zhuo tightly. While fighting for his life outside, what he missed the most was Wen Yu Manhuai at this moment.

"I'm back." Ling Cheng shouted to the door.