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chapter 114 Late-night Review

The battle on Manhattan Island was inextricable, but in the end, at Fu Qinghai's suggestion, Hydra retreated.

And in a small town outside New York, night slowly fell.

Westchester Consolidated Mining Co.

A small street-side building that is only three stories high.

Originally, as the coal and iron mines were exhausted, this company had gradually become deserted. However, for some reason, a while ago, a group of people bought this shell company that was already in name only.

Not far from the small building, under the dim street lights, two homeless men in tattered coats were warming themselves around a paint bucket, in which a pile of furniture and debris was burning.

The two homeless men had dirty, curly hair and untidy beards, but their eyes did not show the confusion and decadence of living on the streets. Instead, they looked around with vigilance from time to time.

These are actually two reincarnations disguised as homeless people.

A member of the perfect human group of the Samsara Society.

Stay in the town as a support and be responsible for monitoring the perimeter of the small building.

After looking around and seeing nothing unusual in the quiet night, Homeless Man A rubbed his hands and whispered to his companion:

"You said, if this experiment is successful, can we reawaken the X gene and become mutants again?"

Homeless Man B sneered and said,

"It's still too early. We don't even know what stage we are at right now. It is said that not even a successful receptor has appeared yet."

The two were chatting in low voices when suddenly, Homeless Man A caught a glimpse of a barefoot figure in white pajamas passing by in the alley at the corner of the street.

"Um?"

Homeless man A frowned.

Who is running around barefoot in pajamas at night?

"Hey, did you see that just now?"

He pointed in the direction of the street corner.

The companion looked confused: "What did you see?"

Homeless Man A slowly stood up and said,

"Wait here for me. I'll go over and take a look."

After saying that, he walked towards the dark alley alone.

This is the Marvel Comics Universe, and the reincarnator didn't think about it that way. He walked into the pitch-black alley and lit the lighter in his hand. The faint flame illuminated the surrounding environment. The alley was empty and there was nothing.

"That's strange…"

The tramp muttered to himself and turned around.

A woman's face, as pale as paper and with eyes as black as ink, was right in front of his eyes.

"Fuck!"

Homeless Man A was so frightened that he staggered and could not stand steadily, and took several steps back.

Just as he shouted in panic, a hell snake suddenly wrapped around his neck and "gurgled" into his frightened open mouth.

The barefoot woman in white pajamas standing in front of him grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody fangs.

On the high balcony of the hotel, the night breeze was blowing. A woman and a plastic doll stood on the balcony, watching the scene quietly.

Upton Dupont asked,

"Let Valak possess someone else? Wouldn't that make him out of your control?"

Just as he finished speaking, a tall ghost nun appeared behind him.

Zhang Yuning said calmly: "It's just a clone. It's enough to deal with minions of this level."

Upton suddenly realized.

In the castle of Biertan Village, Valak can indeed appear in many places at the same time, but he had to use all his strength in his original form to successfully possess Qingshan. It may be related to the strength of his willpower.

Of course, according to the nature of the necromancy universe, it is more likely to be related to the degree of piety of faith.

Beside the oil barrel fire, tramp B heard a short shout from his companion. He immediately stood up, looked in the direction of the dark alley in confusion, and shouted loudly:

"Abel? Abel are you okay?"

Before he could go over to check, Homeless Man A came out of the alley.

He lowered his head, his facial expression unclear, and walked silently to his companions.

His companion looked at him strangely, and couldn't help but put his hand on his shoulder, asking,

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

The reincarnation named Abel suddenly raised his head and stared at his companion with a pair of blood-red eyes.

The companion was frightened and took a step back.

The reincarnation with red eyes quickly pulled out a revolver from his waist and pointed it at his companion's head.

"Hey you..."

"Bang!"

The sound of gunfire echoed in the night sky of the small town.

Another homeless man fell down at the gunpoint of his companion.

In the evening, Fu Qinghai returned to the luxurious apartment alone.

After shrinking himself to a height of 1.9 meters, Fu Qinghai walked out of the 70-square-meter bathroom, barefoot on the earth-colored Italian non-slip tiles, pulled out a pure white bathrobe from the bathroom cabinet, put it on, picked up a towel to wipe the water stains on his hair, and walked towards the living room.

The living room of the entire apartment is decorated in deep navy blue, supplemented by walnut paneling, which is masculine and elegant.

Fu Qinghai lay lazily on the sofa, put his laptop on his lap and opened it.

Fu Qinghai opened a video website. Without searching, the title of the homepage was "Battle of Manhattan Island".

Fu Qinghai began to browse these videos one by one.

Manhattan is a large and densely populated area. Even if Nick Fury arranged an evacuation plan in advance, it would be impossible to evacuate everyone. There would always be some people who were not afraid of death and stayed there.

These daring citizens used mobile phones, DVs and other devices to capture the huge fight on Manhattan Island.

Of course, many of these videos may have been shot and uploaded by reincarnations.

Fu Qinghai mainly wanted to use these videos to see what abilities and levels the other reincarnations had.

Then I saw my own video.

The title is: "New Iron Man? Technological armored warrior flies over the sea above the Isle of Man and slays a dragon!"

Judging from the photographer's angle, it should have been another building on the beach at that time.

In the video, Fu Qinghai, wearing a flying backpack and dragging a long tail flame, rushed towards the giant dragon flying in the air, then raised the long sword in his hand and passed through the bottom of the giant dragon. Then, the entire dark silver dragon's belly was like a dump truck unloading cargo, and countless broken organs and blood were scattered everywhere.

It is also a different feeling to watch yourself killing the dragon from another angle.

Take another look at the comments section of the video.

The first hot review:

"Wow, so strong, so handsome, so violent."

Article 2:

"Everyone, the spokesperson for Stark Industries has just come out to clarify that this is not a product of Stark Industries and has nothing to do with Stark Industries."

Below this comment, all the comments were cursed:

"Bullshit, do you think we are blind?"

"A golden-white beam of light shot out from his palm, and a white plasma jet was propelled from behind. Who else could this be but Iron Man?"

"It's so funny, capitalists just lie with their eyes open."

The third comment:

"Maybe it was developed by a rival company. Tony Stark never uses melee weapons, and the appearance of the armor is completely different from Iron Man's armor."

Below this comment are all comments from other companies:

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"@osborneindustries"

"@Hammer Industries"

"@PimTech"

"@RoxxonCompany"

Fu Qinghai laughed and thought these stupid netizens were really interesting.

Ordinary netizens do not have so much knowledge. There must be reincarnations mixed in these comments.

On second thought, Fu Qinghai suddenly thought of something else.

If, if I had not chosen to take the risk of investigating the explosion on the top floor of Stark Industries when I was interning at Beck Hart Lighting and Special Effects Company, but had chosen to play it safe and stay in the office, then now...

Looking at these reincarnations who can only hide in front of the computer, staring at web videos, making comments that are either emotional, envious, or funny, but are not qualified to directly participate in the battle.

Will I be one of them?

Fu Qinghai shook his head and laughed. Who can know about things that are uncertain?

Who knew that the hard drive just happened to be an electronic backup of Iron Man's soul.

Who knew that a hard drive plugged into the brain stem could also be assimilated.

Without Tony Stark's electronic soul backup, could Fu Qinghai have saved Ogedei and gained the appreciation of this Starfighter Captain?

neither knows.

Just do it when you think of it, that's all.

Only by doing it can everything happen.

After expressing his emotion, Fu Qinghai put his laptop aside, stood up, and decided to open a bottle of red wine to drink while watching the video.

Fu Qinghai randomly picked a bottle of Romanee-Conti from Domaine Leroy from the temperature-controlled wine cabinet. He didn't know much about it and was too lazy to go through the decanting process, so he just pulled out the cork and poured it into a goblet.

"Ding Dong!"

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Huh?

Fu Qinghai, who was pouring wine, was stunned.

The sound came from the guest elevator of the luxury apartment, not the elevator he used.

Without looking at the cat's eye or the surveillance camera, Fu Qinghai simply closed his eyes and used the Force to feel.

In the perception of the Force, an ordinary person without any abilities, a woman, was standing in the elevator car.

What's going on?

Fu Qinghai tied the bathrobe belt around his waist, walked towards the passenger elevator and pressed open the elevator door.

A beautiful Latina girl with black curly hair and light brown skin stood in front of him.

She has a high nose bridge and slightly thick lips. She wears only a simple black tube top under the loose denim jacket, revealing her shoulders, collarbones and slender waist. She also wears a pair of black and gray low-waist slim jeans, and a thin strap of a black thong is faintly visible around her waist.

It has a European and American nightclub style.

Fu Qinghai asked doubtfully:

"Who are you?"

The beauty smiled slightly, waved and said hello:

"Hola! Good evening, Mr. Quentin. Mr. Nathan Lemon asked me to come here."

There is no need to say more, Fu Qinghai understood it immediately.

Ah this... Fu Qinghai was speechless.

Although Nathan Lemon had told him long ago that there were several videotapes of the Miami Spring Swimwear Week show in the TV cabinet, asking him to choose the women himself and Hammer Industries would bring them to him, Fu Qinghai had been busy building his own power armor and had no time to care about the videotapes.

After that, I was busy with various battles and plans and didn't think about this matter.

Unexpectedly, Nathan Lemon acted without authorization and sent the person to his door.

Seeing that Fu Qinghai didn't say anything, the Latin beauty thought he didn't like it, so she said hurriedly:

"Well, Mr. Nathan Lemon said that if you don't like my style, you can change it. In addition..."

The Latin beauty looked at Fu Qinghai carefully and said, "If you, if you like other genders, Mr. Nathan Lemon can also arrange it."

Arrange? Arrange what?

Late night zero overflow event?

Fu Qinghai was speechless and didn't say anything else. He directly pulled the Latin beauty into the room.

So, this night in the luxurious apartment turned into Fu Qinghai, with his bathrobe open, leaning on the back of the sofa, with a laptop on one thigh and a wine glass in one hand, continuing to watch the video of the Manhattan battle recorded by the curious.

A beautiful Latin beauty was kneeling on the carpet with her knees together, busying herself with slurred speech.

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 Thanks to Yujing, Kuaizi cool and domineering, book friend 2021*4288, all the names I thought of are taken, and rewards from several book friends.

  I probably won't be able to finish the next chapter tonight, so I'll post it tomorrow.

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