The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

As soon as Little Gary got in the car, she saw the "hand cannon" that Angelo had transformed into a punk style.

The little guy immediately cheered, jumped into the car and hugged the big guy.

For a creature like her that feeds on energy, the energy fluctuations on this big revolver are as attractive as roast chicken in the eyes of a beggar.

She can absorb this kind of energy fluctuation. Holding this big revolver is equivalent to eating all the time. Although the amount is not large, it will last longer! These small iron pieces are also generating new energy fluctuations all the time.

"How is it? Do you like it? Little Gary." Angelo looked at his little princess with a smile.

At this time, he finally understood the doting eyes of those friends in the previous life when they looked at their daughter. Of course, if it's a son, it's another matter. I can't wait to play eight times a day.

"I like it~" Little Gary hugged the big revolver and said with a grin, revealing a small white tooth. "Dad is the best~"

I don't know whether she simply likes this gun or the energy fluctuations on it.

Seeing that No. 1 also got into the back seat with a shopping bag, little Gary turned her head to No. 1 with a big gun and said, "Thank you, No. 1 sister."

"Eh! It's alright, it's alright." Number 1 quickly waved his hand with a smile.

Not to mention that this is the boss's daughter, she herself likes this sensible little girl very much.

Angelo started the car and headed towards the church.

He didn't forget to buy a cake for little Gary, and it happened that the only cake shop in Hell's Kitchen was on the way back.

"Wow!" When she arrived at the cake shop and looked at the cakes in the window, little Gary exclaimed, "It's so beautiful~"

Angelo smiled and nodded, then said, "Baby, what do you like? Dad bought it for you."

Xiao Jiali's face was filled with joy, and then she looked at Angelo in disbelief, "Dad... Can you really buy it for me? Or forget it."

In Gary's memory, the life of wandering with Tachibana occupies most of her memory. Although I haven't eaten it, but looking at the appearance of those children, it seems that cakes are not something that can be eaten casually.

She was afraid that the cake would be too expensive and would cause trouble for Angelo.

Angelo rubbed her purple hair distressedly, and then smiled, "It's okay, buy it with confidence. If you're not afraid that you're getting too fat, it doesn't matter if Dad buys all of it."

Hearing Angelo say this, little Gary was relieved and walked happily into the store with the big gun in her hands. Angelo also followed in with a smile.

Little Gary refused to put down the big gun without saying anything, so Angelo went with her. After all, this was Hell's Kitchen, and there were no bullets in the gun.

The owner is a female boss, a standard young woman, dressed very delicately, and the cakes in the store are also very delicate.

It can be seen that this young woman seems to be a woman with a story.

But this has nothing to do with Angelo. People in Hell's Kitchen, even those gangster bastards, have no stories. Now the most important thing is to accompany the little princess to choose the cake.

The female boss is not someone who tells her story to everyone. She smiled and watched Little Gary choose a cake, and nodded to Angelo, as a greeting.

As for the big gun in this little girl's hand? The female boss didn't have the slightest fear on her face. This is Hell's Kitchen. There are even more people going out with guns than people without guns, although the big gun the little girl is holding is indeed a bit exaggerated.

Little Gary first lingered for a while in front of the largest cake in the shape of Snow White, and then hesitantly walked to the smallest cake. Little Gary carefully ordered the glass.

"Dad, can I buy this?"

It was a piece of cake the size of an adult's palm, and on it, a strange shape that he didn't recognize was created with cream, with a big mouth that was cracked to the base of the ear, so ugly that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Angelo was dumbfounded. It seemed that Little Gary was still worried that she couldn't afford it. In fact, the cake was really not as expensive as she thought...

"Gary, this is too small. If we want to eat it, we must eat the biggest one! Who can eat this amount!" Angelo pulled the little Gary and walked to the biggest Snow White's cake. "Eat this!"

Saying that, without giving little Gary a chance to refute, she put her hands in her pockets, took out a handful of cash and handed it to the female boss.

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By the time Angelo returned to the church with the smiling little Gary and No. 1, it was almost noon before he knew it.

The back seat of the car was already filled with things bought today, little Gary's clothes, and a giant three-tiered cake.

After parking the car, he saw a black off-road vehicle parked in front of the church.

Usually no one will come here, let alone someone will park the car here. Angelo glanced curiously, but could not see what was going on in the car, so Angelo did not continue to investigate.

The road at the door is not his home, he is not so domineering, he won't even stop parking on the road at the door.

Helping No. 1 to bring the cake back to the church together, little Jiali kindly called No. 1 and the other nine with a big gun, saying that they wanted these sisters to eat cake together!

Lao Tzu's daughter is good! I know how to share at such a young age.

Angelo was smiling and waiting for Little Gary to share the cake for him, but at this time two guys in black suits got out of the car at the door.

One of the black suits walked into the church naturally, and the other black suit was standing next to the off-road vehicle and had no intention of coming.

Angelo squinted at the black suit that walked into the church, and moved his body subconsciously to block Xiao Jiali in front of him.

Naturally, he wouldn't naively think that the other party was here to repent or travel.

Not only because of the other party's black suit, but also because of the other party's temperament.

Temperament is something that is difficult to describe. Angelo can clearly feel that the temperament of the other party is more like a killer in the dark or...a special agent.

"What's the matter with you?" Angelo asked first.

The hand has been quietly clenched into an O shape, ready to take out a stick to shake the opponent at any time. If it's a killer or an agent, let's fight it first, he doesn't want to give the opponent a chance and accidentally hurt others.

Others in the church noticed the movement here, and they also cast a strange look. The last bullseye who did this was already dead.

The black suit is a white man of about 28 or 19 years old, with short dark brown hair, big eyes, high nose bridge, and high brow bones. He looks like a tough guy in American movies. His expression is very relaxed, looking at the decoration in the church I don't even know what to think.

Hearing Angelo's words, the white man finally turned his attention to him and smiled stiffly.

"I'm CIA agent Grant Ward. Are you Angelo Lee?"

"Well, I am, what's the matter?" Angelo frowned, how could he possibly have a relationship with the CIA?

"You are now involved in a case that endangers national security. Now please go back with me for investigation and evidence collection."

Having said that, Grant Ward took out a document from the pocket of the suit, showed it to Angelo, and then pointed to Number One, Little Gary and others.

"They are also related to this case and need to be brought back together."

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