Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

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He paused, and continued: "Sulte is a flame giant in Nordic mythology. It is rumored that he has a huge flame sword, the Twilight Sword, which can easily set off an eternal flame and burn a whole world to nothing... ..."

"As for Mephisto, he is the most powerful demon in the latitude of hell. He is also very special and likes to sign contracts with humans... Do you know why I think he is the most powerful demon?"

"Because I read such a story in an ancient book, that is, Mephisto has a son named Black Heart, and Black Heart is also the Lord of Hell."

"Thinking about his son being the Lord of Hell, his father must be even more powerful!"

Hearing this, Zhou Ran nodded.

But he disagreed in his heart. In his memory, the most powerful hell lord should be Cytorak...

The ruler of the Crimson Hell!

But this old Mo is really well-informed!

How the hell do you even know Domamu, the owner of the Dark Latitude!

And know so many demons.

Should not be an ordinary person.

Old Mo, old Mo!

Wo Ri, he could not be the eldest disciple of the Supreme Master, Modu!

Otherwise how do you know so many things?

Also the ancient parchment books?

Isn't that a magic book?

And I remember reading a saying somewhere that Master Gu Yi is actually a Chinese, what is his name Yao?

So it makes sense that his apprentice Modu is a Chinese!

Chapter 19 Lao Mo: It's over, I'm really Modu

Zhou Ran, who felt that he had gained insight into Lao Mo's true identity, felt extremely proud at the moment.

Someone in my week is really too smart!

Lao Mo, Lao Mo, look at what excuse you made up?

Also worked as a mercenary?

I saw a lot of death, and then became interested in the legend of demons!

Pooh, you just peeked at the ancient scrolls of Kama Taj and read those forbidden books that are not allowed to be read.

Gee!

I can't tell that you, a lazy and sloppy old man with bushy eyebrows and big eyes, are actually the eldest disciple of the supreme mage, Mo Du!

Well, now that the real identity of this guy has been discovered!

From now on, I will come to this store less!

After all, I remember that Mo Du seemed to be a teenage boy, and finally took refuge in Domamu in the dark latitude, and even stabbed his mentor, the supreme mage Gu Yi, in the back.

In the end, it seems that he was beaten to death by Doctor Strange.

Hey, I never thought that Lao Mo would be the lackey of Dormammu, the lord of the dark latitude, who betrayed the earth in the future!

And now he knows Dormammu, and has a great interest in demons.

But the current Lao Mo should be more curious and not rebellious.

How else could it be in New York?

Lao Mo appears in New York now, it must be the order of Kama Taj, the supreme mage Gu Yi, asking him to guard the New York Temple and hone his mind.

Hey, I, Zhou, is really the reincarnation of the Great Governor of the Eastern Wu, and I knew everything in an instant, which can be described as a clever plan!

As for Lao Mo, it is probably Mephisto's guess!

Zhou Ran didn't even think about it.

Because this is simply impossible!

The two are simply not reminiscent of each other!

The lord of the hell latitude of Mephisto, who loves human souls, is dark-bellied, smart, cruel and domineering, and he will not accept anyone!

Lao Mo is lazy and sloppy, with a beer belly, no big dreams, and stays in his shop every day.

This is a typical middle-aged man, a typical fat house.

Zhou Ran hid the thoughts in his heart, although he had seen through Lao Mo, he didn't intend to reveal it, nor did he intend to expose his only golden finger who knew the future.

He smiled, gave Lao Mo a thumbs up, and joked: "Old Mo, you are really good! I didn't expect you to know so many magical and weird legends. It's a pity that you are a cook!"

"You were born in the wrong era... If you were born in the Middle Ages, you must be a chic bard! Seduce those noble women and saintesses... In the end, you were tied to a cross and burned to death... Haha Ha ha……"

Old Mo rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Ahem...it was still in the middle ages, I can do bards, but I can't do seduce noble ladies and saints...brother, you know, I Like you, it's very traditional..."

Zhou Ran wanted to tell Lao Mo that he was really unconventional!He also wants to find more sweethearts!

But it's a bit embarrassing to say, and it doesn't quite fit his own personality.After all, he's the only chicken in America!

My ten years of serious work life is just to hug Tony's thigh and simply survive... Hey, you people, you have misunderstood me!

Zhou Ran glanced at his watch, smiled, took out a thick wallet from his pocket, put it on the table, and said, "Old Mo, it's getting late, I should go. You hell The feast really opened my eyes! It’s much more spectacular than Lucifer’s cry last time!”

"There is not much money in the wallet, but it should be able to keep you going for a few months. After all, I have not seen any other guests here..."

"Although I don't come here often, I hope your store can continue to open..."

After Lao Mo heard this, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lao Mo's store will always be here... As long as brother Zhou wants to come, even if the god king Odinte throws Gungnir here, I will Old Mo will be waiting for you in the store..."

Zhou Ran was a little moved when he heard the passionate words. He didn't expect that this treacherous man, before turning to Domamu, the lord of the dark latitude, would be so heroic!

It is worthy of being an archmage who has the opportunity to become the supreme mage!

Zhou Ran stood up and walked slowly outside the shop.

Natasha smiled and followed behind him, Boss is really a caring person.

In the store, Lao Mo looked at Zhou Ran's back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a smile from the bottom of his heart.

He muttered to himself: "Oh! Damn it! A demon at the level of the Lord of Hell actually recognized a human being, Zhou, I haven't been this happy in tens of thousands of years..."

"In the past few years with you... I, Mephisto, actually felt that dream of becoming Satan, so that's it..."

"The dream of all great demons, Allah Satan, who controls all the latitudes of hell, is not as caring as a human being. This is really a joke, A rum joke!"

"But in the afterglow of the setting sun, I, Mephisto, saw your flash of great will... It seems that not being Satan... is not qualified to be your friend..."

"That is a light that is more sacred than Odin... It is a light that does not distinguish between good and evil, good and evil, and everything is equal..."

"Mr. Clown, I hope that according to your plan, I, Mephisto, can really become Satan... I don't know who is more powerful, the Superman you mentioned or the great being I saw?"

"..."

Queens, Black Street.

On a Rolls Royce that was moving slowly.

Zhou Ran looked at the night outside, smiled at Natasha, and said happily: "It seems that it won't rain today...Miss Ellie can..."

Before he finished speaking, a huge red lightning flashed across the pitch-black night, and then the howling wind flashed past his ears...

Oh!

Damn!

Fuck!

It's going to rain...

……

Natasha turned her head to the side, looked at Zhou Ran and blinked, smiled sweetly, and said coquettishly: "Boss, what a big lightning! Ellie is so scared... we live together tonight..."

Hearing this, Zhou Ran stepped on the accelerator hard, and the violent back push made Natasha's chest tremble violently.

Zhou Ran's face was ugly, and he said very reluctantly: "Yes, yes...but you don't want to be like last night, don't be an octopus, and besides, Miss Ellie, you have to set the alarm clock for seven o'clock. "

"I don't want to run a red light anymore. I'm a member of parliament. Members take the lead in breaking the law... This will have a bad influence on the people!"

"Well, the company will have an introduction meeting tomorrow. Students from Midtown High School in New York will come to visit the Stark Industries Building... This meeting is very important. It shows that Stark Industries is not a capitalist who only makes money. Education is also very important..."

"Also, Miss Allie, I'm very dissatisfied with how you completed your work today... If I hadn't reminded you, you would have even forgotten to take the minutes of the meeting..."

"That's all for now!"

Natasha nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, Boss, Ellie understands, and must fulfill your orders."

Zhou Ran nodded, did not speak, and began to concentrate on driving.

Driving on a rainy night is dangerous, so be careful.

Looking at the heavy rain outside, Natasha frowned suddenly.

She felt like she forgot something.

But I can't remember what I forgot.

Chapter 20 Damn Black Marinated Eggs

As a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., he has undergone countless special trainings in the Red House.

Black Widow absolutely does not allow herself to have things she does not remember!

She must find what she just forgot!

But after the psychological suggestion of Mephisto, the lord of hell, how can a human being remember what happened in detail?

What she can't remember is naturally impossible to remember.

What she can remember is naturally what she can remember with Mephisto's permission.

The black widow Natasha lowered her head, closed her eyes, cleared her mind, concentrated, and began to recall what happened today?

After a busy day in the Stark Industrial Building, on the way home from get off work, I went to a Sichuan restaurant with the mission target, which is my current boss.

The owner of the Sichuan restaurant, Lao Mo is a somewhat lazy and sloppy middle-aged Asian man, and a very joking cook.

Lao Mo made us a very artistic dish called Hell's Feast.

The taste is very delicious, but it is a bit spicy. I have eaten three or four big devils, and the spicyness is already unbearable.

I really want to drink water.

I'm more curious what is the green devil I ate?

So I asked Lao Mo.

Lao Mo said with a smile that the name of this demon was Satanish.

Afterwards, he told us some stories about demons in various myths.

Even the daughter of God King Odin is a demon... How ridiculous!

That's all that happened today...

But what the hell am I forgetting?

That must be a very important thing!