Traverse in Marvel: I Possess Iron Man Body

Ye Qingyang did not idle when he returned home. He comforted Xiao Rongyu who was frightened physically and psychologically. The two did not fall asleep until the moon fell to the west.

At around 10 o'clock the next morning, Ye Qingyang did some morning exercises again and again. Now he has no shortage of time and no shortage of women, so he naturally wants to make up for all the regrets of his previous life.

In order to ensure Xiao Rongyu's safety, Ye Qingyang let her live in her secret villa for a while. There were no people in the area for a hundred miles, and they were all bought by Ye Qingyang, and the security system was even more extreme.

He didn't want to repeat the story in Iron Man3 where he was copied from his hometown. A dignified arms dealer was beaten like a dog in his own house. This was an insult to the name Iron Man.

Ye Qingyang must not allow this kind of thing to happen. For this reason, he also deliberately borrowed from Hans's remote control system, which is controlled by J.A.R.V.I.S, to truly achieve all-weather, all-round, and no dead ends security.

After breakfast, Ye Qingyang borrowed a beauty from Cyclops. Today he has an important task to carry out. Although it is a bit dangerous, the more this situation, the more affection he can increase.

Ye Qingyang drove to Hill first. Today, Hill didn’t wear that tights, which may be due to work. Hill was wrapped in a thick down jacket, she couldn’t see her figure at all, but her small face looked even more serious. When he was young, Ye Qingyang wondered if he could cover it all with a slap.

However, the heads of beautiful women seem to be relatively small in general, like Bingbing, who is ridiculed every day with big head special effects can only be regarded as cute.

Hill sat on the co-pilot, and a faint fragrance came. Ye Qingyang looked at her chiseled side face, a little eager to move.

But he only reaped Hill’s one eye, and Hill opened his mouth and said

"You said that there is a very important thing. I don't know what it is. You actually let the director come forward to make it mysterious."

Ye Qingyang laughed and said

"It's definitely something you can't imagine, but before we set off, we still need to pick up an old antique."

Hill blinked and said

"Old antique? You wouldn't be talking about—"

"Bingguo! But if you guess it right, you can get a rewarding kiss from me."

Ye Qingyang admired Hill's quick thinking a little. This woman is just a bit transparent, she is smart and she is really loved as she looks at it.

"Aren't we a clear-hearted understanding?"

Seeing Ye Qingyang's shameless appearance, Hill raised his hand and surrendered.

"Mr. Shidazhe, can you be more normal, the two of us will have no results."

Ye Qingyang kicked down the accelerator, and the 1,000-horsepower Ferrari roared and jumped out. Ye Qingyang saw Hill, who was slightly pale, and said

"I only care about the process. As for the result, just follow the fate."

He turned his head to look at Hill's expression, but found that she had closed her eyes and fell asleep. This big shit was really annoying. He couldn't tell him at all, and he was cured and pretended to be dead.

The silver Ferrari super ran under the control of Ye Qingyang, and quickly shuttled freely through the streets of New York. According to the map sent to him by Cyclops, the two came to an old boxing gym.

Ye Qingyang and Hill walked into the boxing gym. The doorkeeper was an old man who looked like Stan Lee. He saw someone coming and rushed to promote some fitness and boxing courses. Ye Qingyang gave him a $100 tip. Dismissed.

The decoration style of the boxing gym is very old, and it may not be considered as a decoration style. This is a boxing gym with a long history, but because of the small passenger flow and no money for renovation, many of the decorations look very shabby.

Because it was noon, there were no people in the boxing gym, and probably all went out for dinner.

Hill took a peek at Ye Qingyang and found that his face was normal, without any special expressions, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ye Qingyang couldn't help but amused when she saw her relieved, and said

"What's wrong, are you afraid that I will fight him?"

Hill actually nodded seriously, which made Ye Qingyang a little depressed. Why does he look like a violent maniac?

When the two entered the boxing gym, there was a blast of violent humming noises.

From a distance, I saw a sturdy man wearing only white short sleeves pounding against a sandbag. The man turned his back to them. Hearing someone coming, only his ears moved, and he didn't turn his head. His fists were bandaged. Punch crit, every punch on the sandbag can lift the sandbag hanging on the load-bearing column high.

The outside of the sandbag is a very rough and heavy canvas, the texture is tough, even if it is cut with a sharp blade.

Neither Ye Qingyang nor Hill stepped forward to disturb the man who was violently attacking the sandbag. Under the white tight-fitting short sleeves are strips of explosive muscles with clear textures. What is particularly noticeable is his hips, which are full in shape and look great. strength.

Every time a man punches, it can drive the surrounding air to flow. Even if he stands seven or eight meters away, Ye Qingyang can feel the roar of his fist wind, especially in a closed boxing gym. This feeling is particularly strong. It deserves to be Captain America, who has experienced World War II, and naturally carries a sense of blood and oppression of a soldier.

His straight punches and swing punches were not fancy, and he moved vigorously and went straight to the middle palace. Seeing Captain America training, Ye Qingyang couldn't help but compare himself with Captain America secretly.

What makes him ashamed is that his fighting methods are far inferior in terms of momentum and flexibility. After all, they have not undergone systematic and periodic training. Ye Qingyang has to admit that if he is bare-handed, it is true. Can't beat the muscle stick in front of you.

It may feel that someone is watching his training. Steve Rogers' punches speed up sharply. In just a few seconds, dozens of punches were blasted, and the punches were heavy, and the steel ropes on the sandbag were beaten by him. The wailing continued.

"Boo 呯 呯——"

The sandbag shook a few times, and then suddenly expanded and exploded. One of Steve Rogers' fists pierced the sandbag directly, and the sand rushed down the cracked place like running water.

Steve Rogers slowly pulled out his fist. Just now he seemed to be back seventy years ago. All his mind was thinking of soldiers rushing in, flying in a plane and falling into the sea, and Carter's beautiful figure.

He was panting slightly, a drop of sweat dripped from his chin, and since he was rescued by S.H.I.E.L.D and thawed, his mind always jumped out of the previous picture.

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