I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

Although I don't know how strong the Jade Emperor is and whether he can easily win when facing Lord Manchu, from his attitude alone, Leon somewhat thinks that this brother is a little too big.

There is a saying that goes well: people change.

This is the Marvel world where superheroes walk everywhere, mutation, magic and high technology go hand in hand, and anything can happen!

Not to mention such a long sixty years, just a few years is enough to change a person.

Although Kunlun's practice, the longer it is practiced, the more powerful it will be. However, Master Manchu is not the same Zhang Tong.

As far as Leon knew, the Manchus got ten rings with different abilities from nowhere.

Once you put it all on, you can imagine the power you can master.

Thinking of this, Leon felt that it was necessary for him to remind the other party not to be careless.

However, just as he slightly opened his lips, just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately closed his mouth.

He didn't know the fighting power of the Manchurian; neither did he know the Jade Emperor's fighting power.

In the absence of a fight, everything is unknown.

Even if he persuaded the Jade Emperor not to be careless, the other party would only think that this was a needless worry, but he might feel that he was underestimating him.

Besides, this is the bad relationship between Kunlun, Jade Emperor and Lord Manchu. He is an outsider and is not suitable for mixing.

Since the other party claims to be able to solve it, there is no need for him to meddle in his own business...

Thinking of this, Leon suddenly lost interest and lost his mind.

"Since you all know about this, my mission this time is over, and it's time to leave."

"Thank you for coming to remind us..."

"It's just a little effort, nothing to be thankful for."

He cupped his fists and saluted, and Leon turned around and walked out of the Sun Palace.

Watching Leon's disappearing figure, the Jade Emperor retracted his gaze, and suddenly asked an elder Kunlun beside him:

"Chen Lao, do you feel the qi in him?"

Touching his white beard, the silver-haired elder Kunlun frowned and pondered:

"Well... it's strange to say that. There was no trace of anger on his body."

The Qi of Kunlun is a kind of life force inside the human body.

Warriors who have cultivated the Qi of Kunlun will feel each other's Qi, and the stronger the Qi, the more unable to hide it.

However, from Leon, Jade Emperor and others did not feel any anger.

Cultivators who belong to the same lineage cannot feel the qi of the other party. Only in two cases will they appear.

In one case, the opponent's qi has been cultivated to a level of purity that can be concealed at will;

Another situation is that the opponent's body is like a shield, blocking the outside world's detection.

No matter which one of them is, one thing is certain, Lyon has become stronger now!

Not knowing the ripples in the hearts of Jade Emperor and others, after Leon said goodbye to Danny, Zheng Qi, and Davos, he returned the same way and left Kunlun.

However, what he didn't know was that from the moment the Ten Rings Gang found the blogger, he was destined to be involved in this turmoil...

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, New York on the other side of the ocean.

In the hazy night, starlight and neon added some color to the whole city.

However, with such a night scene, Bo Tu has no time to appreciate it...

In the financial building of the Midtown Circle, in the top office, a blogger in a brown suit, as always, handles today's daily affairs.

Since taking the hands and the meeting into the bag, Leon has handed over all the affairs to him.

With such a hand-lover boss as the boss, Bo Tu didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

On the one hand, due to Leon's decentralization, he has basically become the only person who speaks for the entire Nirvana group, holding power that ordinary people can't imagine;

They are like mountains of documents piled up on the desk.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This sentence, placed on him, is also very appropriate.

From a leader of a killer organization hidden in the dark, he transformed himself into a group leader with a market value of more than hundreds of billions of dollars. The whole change, Bo Tu has adapted very well.

As time went by, he even gradually fell in love with this kind of life with powerful influence, open-minded and high society people, dealing with life.

After all, a man's pursuit of power is never less than his desire for immortality...

Just as he was intently looking at the acquisition documents in his hand, the landline on his desk suddenly rang!

Putting down the file, Bo Tu pressed the call button while rubbing his temples with his hands.

The next moment, the voice of his private secretary came from the other side:

"Your Excellency, the car is ready..."

"Well, wait for me there."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Tu did not get up immediately, but leaned back and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, as if thinking of something, he slowly opened his eyes and got up from the office chair.

Coming to the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the beautiful night view of the whole city, Bo Tu frowned slightly, and took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

Press the shortcut key, and after a few long beeps of "dididi", a deep voice came from the other side of the phone:

"Your Excellency, what are your orders?"

"Is there still no movement over there?"

It has been three days since the Ten Rings Gang came to the door and asked how to enter Kunlun.

And in these three days, the other party didn't mean to urge or ask questions at all!

As if he really respected him, he gave him enough time to think about it.

However, the more this is the case, the more the blogger feels that something is not right.

He has a faint intuition, telling himself: The other party is so quiet, there must be a ghost!

Having lived for hundreds of years, Bo Tu knows that intuition is often very accurate...

"Yes. For the past three days, these guys have been staying in the warehouse. Whether it's eating, drinking, or laughing, they are all in the warehouse. Except for the person in charge of purchasing, other people basically never step out of the warehouse."

"Have you figured out their firepower configuration? Where's their leader?"

"The firepower is not too strong. Since it is New York, their weapons are mostly standard assault rifles. Also, according to our wiretap, their leader is called "Mandarin". These outlaws seem to treat him very much. Fear, I seldom call me by name directly, I always use "that lord" instead."

"Once you find this man, notify me immediately, understand?"

Before he finished speaking, a creepy hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind Bo Tu:

"Don't bother, I'm right here!"

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