Struggle in the American Comic World

In Winston's words, there was nostalgia, relief, surprise, and even some unwillingness, but there was no confusion at all.

Jordan was a little surprised by this.

According to Jordani's understanding of Winston, as far as the other party's desire for power is concerned, the other party lost the Continental Hotel, so it shouldn't be in this state.

Jordani hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "Winston, don't you feel a little bit confused or something else?"

Winston picked up the wine glass, but didn't drink it. Instead, he paused there and said, "It happened in the beginning. I've stayed in the Continental Hotel all my life. It's like my home. Almost every room , Every floor of the pavilion is my child, after I left the Continental Hotel, I couldn't even fall asleep for three consecutive months!"

Jordani didn't say anything, just quietly waiting for Winston's narration.

After all, Winston drank the wine in the glass and said: "But you also know that I am very old, so old that it is difficult to even hold a gun, and I have no ability to guard it, so I also You can only choose to let go, nothing lasts forever, but it's different here..."

Winston's face was full of nostalgia, and he pointed to his head.

Jordani knew that what the other party was talking about was the memory in his mind.

Winston continued: "A glass of wine, a cigar, I often come here to sit for a while, and I can see it when I look up. Gradually, I understand that I have experienced, I have existed, and I have never lost it. ..."

Sitting at the bar of Violet, looking up, you can see the Continental Hotel standing in the distance through the skylight.

The current Continental Hotel has become a stronghold of the Adventurer's Association, targeting some killers and supernatural beings in the original underground world. It is still a place of peaceful trading, but from the original internal conflicts of human beings, it began to move towards hell. The contradictions of demons and alien creatures have shifted.

After the establishment of the coalition government, it has become more and more powerful, but it has not wiped out those former underground forces, but has tried every means to transfer the internal conflicts of human beings outward.

For many, The Continental has changed.

But for Winston who was sitting on the side of the bar, the Continental Hotel was still the Continental Hotel, it was in his heart.

Looking at Winston, who was caught in the memory, Jordani had no reason, and there seemed to be a diaphragm in his heart, which also broke apart silently.

Originally confused,

At this moment, it was swept clean.

The memories of the previous life have almost disappeared, but in this life, Papa Maximov, Wanda, Pietro, Jonathan, Charon, Mindy, Big Daddy, May, Peter, Cassian , Jenny, Catherine, etc., a series of figures, flashing memories, all emerged in Jordani's mind.

Every figure, in Jordani's mind, is extremely clear and real.

What kind of bullshit is the reality and falsehood of the universe? It turns out that these memories are me.

"Yes, I've had it, I've had it, and it's here!"

Jordani muttered to himself, and gradually pulled away from the memory, his whole heart suddenly became at ease.

"Winston, toast to our charge!"

"Toast..."

Jordani and Winston were chatting one after another in the bar. They didn't drink a lot, but unexpectedly, Jordani became a little drunk soon.

This time, Jordani slept soundly.

After waking up, Jordani made himself a hearty breakfast without any confusion, and looked for people from room to room.

It's a pity that Natasha, Giselle, and Heidi are all gone, and even the bastard Pietro doesn't know where to fool around. Only Wanda, because of the reason why the scarlet power is coveted by the hell demon god , has been at home recently.

At the dining table, Wanda looked at Jordan with suspicion and shock.

"Joe, you did all of these? Shet, don't you have a fever and burn out your brain?"

Watching Jordani sit still, Wanda came to him with a strange expression, her little hands stroking Jordani's face.

Jordan opened Wanda's little hand and snorted coldly.

This girl is just greedy for her body, pretending to be a doctor who treats diseases.

"Dinner, after dinner, I will wait for you to visit some old friends!"

Wanda sat back in her original position very sullenly, the knife and fork scratched the plate with a reluctance on her face.

After breakfast, Wanda's face became more and more strange, and she followed Jordani downstairs.

"Joe, do you find that you are weird today, do you know what you are doing? You can take the elevator, my God..."

"Shut up!"

Wanda twittered and complained, and Jordani already had black lines on his face.

In fact, what Wanda said was true. Jordani hadn't taken an elevator for a long time. To be precise, he hadn't lived like a normal person.

Since the successful construction of the space ring defense system, Jordani opened the portal directly when he went to a distant place, and flew directly to a nearby place.

Thinking about it now, my previous self seemed to be living like a robot, or a program.

What controls one's actions is no longer one's own thoughts, ideas, and life, but fixed tasks, programs, the needs of the earth, and so on.

All the way down the stairs, came to the street.

Although Wanda was surprised by Jordani's performance today, she cherished the time alone with Joe, and just followed Jordani, like a lark, happy and happy.

When I came to Queens, people in New York were still busy and in a hurry.

People at the bottom, although they can often see space battlefields on the news and on the Internet, but the real ordinary people still live the same life as before.

Wanda looked at the surrounding environment, looked at Danny Jordan in a strange way, and said, "Joe, who are we going to visit? Is there anyone we know in Queens, it must be May?"

"Jenny? Could it be Catherine?"

Jordani said with a dark face, "Wanda, in your eyes, am I only living for the things in my crotch?"

Wanda looked confused and said, "Isn't it? Joe, think about it for yourself. In the past two years, what else have you done besides fighting? You have only done Natasha, Giselle and Heidi has three bitches!"

Jordani: "..."

It's so realistic.

Qiao Danny made an old face, and said: "Wanda, you are also a big girl, you should pay attention to what you say, and I will forget it. Natasha and the others heard that they might want to fight you desperately!"

Wanda looked disdainful and said, "Besides, make it sound like I would be afraid!"

The two walked on the street, as if they had returned to their childhood.

After a while, the two stopped in a low street near the Hamson River. There were shops on both sides of the street, which looked very ordinary but also very lively.

Jordani took a look and took Wanda to a small supermarket.

"Oh, look who this is, Willis, where are your father and Cassian? There are old friends coming to see them!"

As soon as Jordani entered, he saw a young man sitting at the bar playing games.

I haven't seen him for a long time, but Willis didn't develop into the bald Professor X's appearance. On the contrary, he gained a lot of weight, and developed into a fat boy.

Hearing Jordani's words, Willis seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then a joyful expression appeared on his face.

"Joe, Shet, why are you here, wait, damn it, it's not aliens and hell demons coming here, Fuck, Shet, where is my gun, damn it..."

Willis twitched under the bar for a long time before he hurriedly took out a Glock 17.

Jordani looked at Willis in a daze, and said, "Hey, hey, calm down, Willis, it's me..."

With a slap in the face, Willis, who was full of panic, calmed down just now.

A moment later, in an underground shooting range not far from the street, Willis led Jordani and Wanda blushingly to Cassian and Cross, whom Jordani hadn't seen for a long time.

It was a burst of joy to meet old friends.

The rest area of ​​the underground shooting range, a few sofas, a few bottles of beer.

Jordani looked at Cassian and Cross, who had lost a lot of their sharpness, and said, "You two guys have lost a lot of marksmanship!"

Cross just smiled and said nothing, and Cassian said: "Being far away from killing and fighting, the marksmanship will naturally fall, and life is good now..."

The battlefield of the world is shifting, and more and more supernatural beings are appearing. Weapons such as guns have begun to lag behind.

It is even very possible that in the not-too-distant future, such firearms that use gunpowder will be completely eliminated.

Like Cassian, Cross, and Willis, the top killers who once shocked the party, have also begun to gradually come to an end.

Cassian opened a bar, Cross became a pastor, and Willis became a supermarket owner.

A very ordinary life is far less exciting than the first half of everyone's life. Although sometimes there will be some bland and tasteless loneliness, this kind of life is normal.

Jordani didn't have the idea of ​​bringing Cassian, Cross and others back to the battlefield, reminiscing with old friends, it was just that Jordani found his long-lost heart.

From time to time, I drink, watch a game, and brag.

In the rare peace on the earth, Jordani did not deliberately pursue such things as power, evolution, and grand plans, but Jordani's godhead was constantly improving at a faster speed than before. and growing.