Traverse in Marvel: I Possess Iron Man Body

"I tell you, there is only one set, there is no more."

The cyclops nodded quickly and said

"Well, one set is one set. Are you going to let me get it by myself or express it?"

Ye Qingyang rolled his eyes and said

"Definitely you come to pick it up and want to express it? I don't want to pay for the postage?"

Seeing that the sky was dark, Ye Qingyang didn't have the mind to waste his tongue with the Cyclops. With one pair of hands and the mecha covering his whole body, the Cyclops was slobbering enviously. He didn't know if he was so handsome and compelling when he transformed.

Watching Ye Qingyang disappear into the sky, the Cyclops walked towards the foot of the mountain alone, MD, just to be handsome, he just climbed the mountain road for more than an hour, and now the road is slippery in the dark, it is estimated that it will take two hours to get down the mountain, which is really dead. To save face and suffer.

Ye Qingyang directly chose Xiao Rongyu's residence and flew away. There were no traffic lights, no traffic control, and no restrictions, so Ye Qingyang only took five minutes to land on the roof of Xiao Rongyu's house.

After removing the battle armor, Ye Qingyang was about to go downstairs. Suddenly, his eyes swept to a phone booth downstairs. America's roadside phone booth was also a special sight.

It seems that the public telephone booths that have been prosperous for a while in Han Dynasty were the card-inserted ones, and the coin-operated ones, but this kind of telephone booths were quickly replaced by the more convenient and efficient PHS and mobile phones.

Ye Qingyang remembers that he also saw a sketch about raising funds to build a shared public phone booth. If you want to use it, you can scan the QR code on the public phone booth.

However, the phone booths in these countries in Europe and the United States have always been retained. They are the kind of independent small houses that are often seen in movies. They are also the exclusive transformation places for Superman.

At the moment, in a public telephone booth outside the apartment where Xiao Rongyu was renting, a man looked in this direction of Xiao Rongyu from time to time.

Although the man with the hood moved very casually, Ye Qingyang could still detect a faint hostility.

This is also a feeling he has gained after going through a big File size small battle since he traveled to the Marvel universe. It can't be regarded as a skill, to be precise, it is a man's sixth sense.

This feeling is very strange. It's like when you are in the classroom when you are going to school, you stare at the girl you like. There is a high probability that this girl will turn her head to look at you.

Or if you close your eyes and someone points to your forehead with something, your head will swell.

The human body is actually amazing, far from thorough research, the human body is like an extremely sophisticated instrument, each cell is an independent biological computer.

If the human body's biological code can be decoded, like Extremis in Iron Man3, then the human body will be developed unimaginably.

Pulling away again, the hooded man in the phone booth behaved suspiciously, and according to Ye Qingyang's eyesight, he didn't make a call at all, just pretending to be.

Ye Qingyang thought to himself that he didn't know who this man was following, but he insisted on the principle of never letting go. Ye Qingyang decided to check it out.

If it's not about yourself, it's best, but if you really come to follow Xiao Rongyu, then don't blame yourself for being cruel.

Ye Qingyang took the elevator downstairs and walked out of the apartment quickly. The security of this apartment is good. There are registrations for entering and exiting. Ye Qingyang threw a pack of cigarettes to the guard at the door. It is said that he is still a retired soldier, and he has a monthly salary of 3,000 US dollars every month.

Although not many, it is enough to support the family and live a normal life.

Ye Qingyang wore Superman's black-rimmed glasses, and the security could not recognize him at all. He told the security that he was going out, and the black security naturally let it go.

Walking quickly to the phone booth, Ye Qingyang knocked on the window of the phone booth. The man with the hood inside was taken aback. He turned to look. He was a four-eyed boy with black-rimmed glasses and a height of only about 1.7 meters. The hooded man suddenly showed a fierce expression and cursed

"Four-eyed boy, get out of here, don't you see Lao Tzu calling? Tell you, I hate you four-eyed boy. Wear glasses to pretend to be intellectuals."

Ye Qingyang said politely

"Sir, I think you seem to have a deep misunderstanding about those of us who wear glasses."

The hooded man opened his hat, revealing a big bald head, hey, another dead bald head.

Ye Qingyang cursed secretly in his heart.

The hooded man saw that Ye Qingyang was still clumsy and crooked, he opened the glass door and said

"Yes, especially with black-rimmed glasses. Do you think you are a Superman? I think you are an elephant with a pig's nose and green onions."

Ye Qingyang grabbed the hooded man by the back of his neck, then slammed his head against the light pole on the side of the road.

"Bang bang bang—"

The bald head collided with the iron rod, making a crisp sound. The man with the hood had no backhand strength in Ye Qingyang's hand.

Ye Qingyang said while bumping

"As a cultural person, it is very reasonable and logical to wear black-rimmed glasses. I wear good-looking glasses. Why are you targeting me?"

The hooded man's forehead was red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a big bag bulged on top of his head, which looked like the three-headed flood from the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

The hooded man only felt that the sky was spinning, his eyes were staring at the stars, and he begged for mercy loudly.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I surrender, I apologize!"

Ye Qingyang threw the hooded man to the ground like trash. The hooded man's huge body turned into a ground gourd, and his body was stained with a lot of filth. He tried to get up from the ground, but he was dizzy. , Many times of hard work ended in failure.

Ye Qingyang walked up to him slowly and said gloomily

"I am the person who hates what others call me the most. I also hate those bullies who bully others and bully the weak. You can swear at an innocent passerby with a torn hat? You look down on someone if someone else wears glasses? Today? I want you to have a good memory of rising and rising!"

After speaking, Ye Qingyang kicked the man with the hood on his stomach. The man with the hood slid five or six meters on the ground at a speed of 50 kilometers per hour, and then banged his back against the concrete wall outside the apartment.

At the moment it was seven o'clock in the evening, and it was all dark. Most of the people in New York had entered the most important dinner time of the day, and there were few pedestrians on the street.

In places like New York, those who dare to go out at night and wander around on the street are either with guns or without brains.

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