Dali Marvel

"Okay, okay, I know I know, first of all I need to tell Katie, don't let her worry."

Just now, his face was full of impatience, but after opening the portal to the Marvel world, Wang Dali's face was instantly full of smiles.

"Katie, I have something to go out for a few days, and I'll probably be back next week."

"Uh-oh, oh."

Looking at Wang Dali who suddenly appeared in front of her in a daze, Catherine nodded after hearing his words clearly.

"Goodbye, Katie."

Gently kissing Catherine's lips, Wang Dali's upper body quickly disappeared into the space channel.

"Goodbye."

Waving to Wang Dali who had disappeared, Katie said to herself in a strange way.

"Darling seems very happy today"

She raised her eyebrows, but quickly put the matter behind her.

"So, which world would be better to go to and play in?"

After leaving a message to Catherine, Wang Dali completely let go of himself and returned to the relaxed state before getting married.

In other words, don't be cowardly and just do it.

"Marvel is definitely not good. Transformers and men in black also have some problems. From this point of view, it is best to find a new world to play."

There are still six days before the appointment with Catherine to take her to the world of the man in black where she lived in her previous life.In other words, Wang Dali only had five days at most to go out and roam.

"We don't have much time, so hurry up and leave."

"The Sixth Form of Hercules Fist"

stab

After more than a month, Hercules Fist reappeared.As soon as this punch was released, the sky and the earth were shaken by wind and rain, and the gods and ghosts wailed.The world barrier of the man in black universe was torn apart by Wang Dali like tearing paper, and then he stepped into the torn crack.

More than half an hour later, the Man in Black woke up from a dizzy state. The will of the universe: Who am I, where am I, what just happened, why does my head hurt so much?

The folk customs of Gotham City are simple and honest, and there are many talents in Arkham.

Not long after he came to this world, Wang Dali deeply understood how the first half of this sentence fit the reality.

Under the warm invitation of a group of red, green, and blue hairs, Wang Dali, who had just arrived in this strange city and was wandering on the main road, knew that he was a foreigner at a glance, and walked in with them as passers-by accelerated their pace. A secluded alley next to it.

After a friendly exchange of warm fists to the flesh, Wang Dali left the alley with more than 100 dollars and a pocket knife that looked good.

Just like Iron Man Tony Stark in the Marvel world, the famous Dark Knight in Gotham City, Batman's true identity is actually Bruce Wayne, the chairman of Wayne Co., Gotham's largest listed company.

By the way, he is now showing a charming smile to Wang Dali through the TV on the side of the road.

Compared with Iron Man, Batman's black technology may not be as high as him, but his physical strength, speed, strength and fighting ability are also beyond the reach of Iron Man.The only thing in common is that they all act coquettishly in front of the TV cameras, and, to ordinary people, they all look like playboys with billions of dollars and beautiful women beside them.

"Why don't we go find this Batman tonight and open a black copy and choose Arkham Asylum."

With this thought, Wang Dali ordered a steak in a restaurant on the street and observed while eating.

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the surrounding atmosphere.

At this time, there are only three distinct waves of people in this restaurant.

A group of strong white men with a height of more than 1.8 meters are all Slavs who are obviously different from European and American whites.With their broad bodies and round waists, they bulged their suits, which protruded handfuls of dangerous-looking steel toys.

The other group consisted of seven or eight Mexicans.Unlike the big Slavs who are boldly eating food and drinks in the restaurant and chatting and laughing happily, they swallow the bread in their mouths in silence, and occasionally take a sip of the white water that comes with them, which is incompatible with the decoration style of the restaurant.

The last group were ordinary people like Wang Dali who came to this restaurant to eat.

"It looks like there's a lot of fun now."

Not only Wang Dali, who was secretly happy, but also other people in the restaurant easily discovered that something was not right about the surrounding situation.Many people hurried away without taking a few bites, knowing well that curiosity, one of the rules of survival in Gotham City, can not only kill cats, but also people.

A few minutes later, apart from Wang Dali and the two gang members, only the owner of the restaurant was left.

Check la la la.

Before Wang Dali finished his steak, the aluminum alloy door of the restaurant was lowered.He raised his head suspiciously, just in time to meet the members of the Mexican Gang.

Could it be that I entered a black shop?

"Is it okay"

After eating the last bite of bread, the little leader of the Mexican Gang pointed at Wang Dali who was still in the mood to continue eating steak, as if he didn't realize what was going to happen next.

"Since we met, we can only count him as unlucky."

The leading Slavic man glanced sideways at Wang Dali.Wang Dali, who had just traveled to this world not long ago, was only wearing a thin T-shirt and jeans. It was obvious at a glance that he was not carrying weapons and was not taken seriously by the other party.

In Gotham City, isn't it common for a few outsiders to disappear occasionally?

"Ah."

Obviously, one or two lives were also ignored by the little leader of the Mexican gang and the owner of this restaurant.They didn't care about Wang Dali's existence at all, and directly carried out black transactions in front of him without any concealment.

"I brought a batch of A goods with a purity of over 60.00%. As promised before, the price will rise by five points."

"no problem."

He asked his subordinates to pull out a suitcase from under the dining table, and the big Slavic man entered the password and opened it with a snap.

Stacks of green dollar bills were neatly placed on top of it, exuding an attractive fragrance of ink.

When he saw the money, the little leader of the Mexican gang swallowed, and his originally calm eyes instantly became hot.

Satisfied with the attitude shown by the other party, the big Slavic man smiled.

"Here's the money, where's the goods?"

"The goods are here."

The little leader of the Mexican gang picked up an unremarkable, not at all conspicuous burlap bag next to it, and pulled open the tightly tied mouth of the bag, revealing packs of white powder inside.

The two gangs sent a person to inspect the goods and money separately, and then completed the transaction with a smile on his face.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Pleasant to work with."

With a three-point fake and seven-point genuine smile, the two bosses shook hands under the witness of the restaurant owner.Then, everyone in the restaurant cast sarcasm, cruelty, or disdainful eyes on Wang Dali who had just finished eating the steak and stood up from his seat.