Super Cute New To Marvel

  Chapter 53 Butterfly Effect

Brazil

  A small village in the Amazon rainforest

  Obadea walked out of the cabin he built with his upper body naked. As an old man in his sixties, it is rare to have a toned body, and Obadea is just such a person.

   Randomly took a coconut piled next to the room. Obadiah took a knife three times and five divided by two to peel the coconut only white skin, and then hit it with a punch. The coconut was smashed open with a big hole.

   Grumbling, pouring the coconut juice in a big mouth, Obadiah wiped a beard sticking to the water stains, quite like a Liangshan hero.

  Throwing the coconut husk after drinking into the haystack at will, Obadiah looked at his mobile phone, and an unknown message was displayed on it.

  M: Are you serious about your price?

  "This miser!" After seeing the news, Obadea snorted disdainfully, then walked to the other wooden room and opened the door forcefully.

  After the dust dispersed, Obadea walked into the room and looked at the humanoid object wrapped in raincloth under the two hydraulic columns in the center of the house and lifted the phone.

  Ka Wika Wipe a few photos sent over, the phone buzzed, and another unknown appeared.

  M: I want to see the goods, if there is no problem, you will get what you want!

   "These French bastards!" Obadiah yelled at the news. He was a big name, and the tiger was bullied by a dog. If he dared to talk to him like this, there were only a few thousand people in the United States.

  I, bear it!

Obadea also suffered as a child. Born in the war years, he dared to go to the war zone during the Vietnam War to ask soldiers for opinions on Stark Industries’ weapons. This kind of working attitude was naturally gained. With the appreciation of Stark’s father, the two made Stark’s industry bigger and stronger, so even if he lives in a dilapidated Amazon house now, Obadiah is still not discouraged, as long as he finds an opportunity, he can immediately. Stand up.

Paris France

  James McAllen lay on his soft boss chair and hummed the community. The mobile phone in his hand vibrated from time to time, but McAllen did not pay attention, but reached out to the female secretary squatting under the chair.

  "Awesome~" patted the female secretary's face to express encouragement. Then McAllen picked up the phone and swiped to unlock it. Then a few pictures of the Mark 1 armor jumped out, along with a few messages.

  S: This is my bargaining chip

  Looking at the news, McAllen let out a triumphant laugh.

   Then he also sent a message in the past.

  Address, I will send someone to pick you up!

  A few seconds later, a string of latitude and longitude jumped out.

  After copying and pasting the address into the browser, McAllen found that the address was in South America.

   "Anna, you and Bai Youling go to this place to pick someone up. Remember, be polite, this is our big baby!" After confirming the address, McAllen picked up the phone and dialed a number again.

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  Amazon

After confirming that the other party would come to pick him up, Obadea sighed. In the past, he was dismissive of jumping clowns like James McAllen, but now, in order to get revenge, he has to seek help from this guy’s power. What? Why didn't Obadea choose Justin Hammer? Obadiah dared to pack the ticket. After receiving his call, Justin Hammer would immediately bring the FBI to arrest him, and then take Mark I. War Armor back to his company, saying that this thing was developed by him alone, and Justin Hammer After fighting for more than ten years, I'm not polite to say that when Justin Hammer slapped his ass, Obadiah knew what **** he was going to do. Capitalists, especially those who seem to be benevolent on the surface, are the most untrustworthy, even with James With McAllen's cooperation, Obadea also kept a hand.

"Swish!" A wind whistling sound different from the rain forest's movement was transmitted to Obadea's ears. Obadea, who is very familiar with engines, could not tell what type of engine it was, but he could be sure that this engine It must be ion propelled.

  The treetops trembled more and more urgently, and then Obadea saw a streamlined UFO hovering and roaring above his small ruined house.

"It seems that I still underestimate McAllen!" Obadea frowned, and just subconsciously thought about how Stark Industries should respond, and then he realized that he was no longer in Stark Industries anymore. .

   smiled self-deprecatingly, and then Obadea walked towards the aircraft that was slowly landing.

  "Are you Mr. S?" A cabin door was opened on the side of the aircraft, a row of suspended ladders was lowered, and then a black-haired beauty in a leather coat stepped on her boots and jumped out of the aircraft.

   "Yes, it's me!" Obadiah looked at the beauty who was struggling to pull her boots out of the mud, suddenly wondering whether his choice was correct.

   "Haha!" The black-haired beauty struggled a few times without pulling out her shoes. She was embarrassed to ask Obadea to help, so she could only let her companion come over.

   "White Ghost!"

  A white figure flew out of the hatch. After a flexible harrier turned over in the air, he stepped into the mud with one foot, but he moved fast enough and jumped out before sinking.

   "Pull me out!" The black-haired beauty stretched out her hand to the white-clothed man, staring.

   When the two abandoned the boss and struggled out of the mud, Obadea had already pulled the Mark One prototype out of the house.

   "I'm Anna, this is the white ghost, welcome to the McAllen Group!" The black-haired beauty touched the mud, showing an ugly smile, and pointed to the other side of the white-clothed Asian man who was wiping the mud.

   "Let's go!" Obadiah nodded, indicating that he knew.

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Fisher didn’t know that because of his butterfly, Marvel’s plot had begun to collapse, but even if he knew it, he didn’t care. Although his current strength is not enough to become the world’s hegemon, he uses missiles to wash the world. Podi can still make it. If it's a big deal, we will lift the table, and everyone don't play!

   "Why are you staring at this cup?" Kate looked at Fisher, who had been motionless for almost half an hour.

   "I'm trying to make this thing float!" Fisher still stared at the cup.

After returning from Mars, he didn't pay much attention to his star torch, so he didn't expect that his upgrade on Mars also gave him two more ways to use psionics in his mind. No, two to be exact. One way to cast spells, the first is thought power. You need to know that in 40k, a psionicist who can use thought power may not necessarily be a strong one, but a strong one will definitely use thought power. A psionicist of an astral army can use thought power to set off A Riemann Rustank weighing tens of tons, or use an invisible giant hand to slap the opponent, and a stronger psionicist, such as the speed of the motorcycle, he can create a block with a finger. Ten invisible shields with explosive bullets can also pierce the high-speed attacking star warrior into the marble sculpture to make the opponent immobile. Of course, there are more powerful ones, but these Fisher is far from reaching him. The current level is not even qualified for the Astral Army. To die is to be a pdf. After all, he doesn't even master the method of using mind power, so he can only work hard.

  "This is not going to the toilet. No matter how much you hold back, you won't let the cup float up. You can fart at most!" Kate said irritably, "You might as well help me look at the report if you have this skill!"

   "No, there is a second one!" Fisher took a fruit knife out of the dining room and slashed his hand under Kate's puzzled gaze.

   "You're crazy! I'm going to get the medical kit!" Kate was so scared that she was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by Fisher.

   "Don't worry, look at this!" Fisher slowly covered the wound with his right hand, and scratched the skin little by little, and the place where he had rubbed his fingers became intact.

   "Where did you learn the magic?"

"No, this is not magic!" Fisher picked up the knife with his own blood still stained on it. That's right, this is the second ability that Fisher acquired, heal, but the limit of this ability is there. Haven't tried it yet.

   "I still can't believe it!"

"Believe me, in a few years, you will find something more amazing than this!" Fisher is not worried about Kate's leak. The two have known each other for more than ten years, and they have been on the battlefield for three years. , Fisher even saved Kate's life. According to Kate's words, from the moment Fisher rescued her seriously injured from the destroyer that was hit by a torpedo, she already belonged to Fisher.

   "Then what is this stuff, magic? Or what genetic mutation?"

  "I call it psionic power. Although it has similarities with magic, the source of power is completely different!"

   "Then, can this or any kind of psionic energy only heal your scars?"

   "No, there are many functions, but my strength can only do this!"

   "Then, can I also have this psionic power?"

"Theoretically speaking, it should work!" Fisher thought for a while, and logically speaking, the two had **** so many times, Kate should have been transformed by the power, but now it seems that there is no response, shouldn't it be Increased efforts?

   "Maybe I will have something to do after a while!"

   "Then I'm going to read the report!" When Kate turned around, her hair was shaved off a document that Fisher had placed on the table, and several sheets of paper floated out.

   "Damn!" Fisher subconsciously stretched out his hand in the direction of the paper, and then he found that it seemed as if the paper had stopped falling.

  Then Fisher activated the psychic energy, slowly raising his palm, and the piece of paper slowly rose with his movements.

   "Fuck!" Fisher immediately released his palm happily, and regardless of the document falling on the ground, he turned his gaze to the cup that hadn't moved the boss before.

   Feeling his own state carefully, Fisher found that it was like an invisible big hand lifting the cup, and then he tried the bench, the coffee table, and Kate's camisole.

  "Do you want to die?" Kate, who felt cold in his chest, glared at him, but looking at Fisher, who was like a fool, could only hold his forehead and sigh. Is it time to change the boss now?

  　Thank you Xiaoanno Lumia for the reward of 10,000, thank you for the 300 reward for the hope of fuze hostages, the 100 reward for Mo Beichen 1911, and the 100 reward for UBI, thank you boss

  (End of this chapter)