My Private Marvel System

"Well, persuading you to read this matter itself violates the laws of physics. Except for women and showy people, I don't think you can hold something called'knowledge' in your head." Charlize sighed and gave up. The idea of ​​letting my brother-in-law read.

"You really know me, you should leave it to the next century!" Johnny laughed and continued to discuss the enemy strategy with Green Lantern.

It's still harmonious here, but Spider-Man and Sandman are worse.

Because the battle location is relatively remote, Spider-Man’s "wandering" tactics are difficult to implement, so he can only use his ability to create a large number of rock pillars.

"Hey, Stone Head, you have to keep up with my rhythm, understand the rhythm?" Spider-Man flicked among the stone pillars like a jerks. Ben was a little awkwardly following and kept making stone pillars, but he couldn't keep up. The speed of Spiderman.

Ben is not a good-tempered guy. Since his family rejected him because of his appearance, Ben's personality has become a little grumpy: "I haven't eaten grilled spiders. If you don't want to be the main dish on the table, It's better to take back what I just said."

Spider-Man is not a vegetarian either. He swung his body to the top of Ben. He hung his body upside down with a thin spider silk. He replied with a heavy nasal sound: "I heard that people with bad tempers are prone to hemorrhoids. I don't know you. What will grow on my butt? Moss and mushrooms?"

The malicious speculation made Ben instantly change his face. As his facial features twisted, the smashed gravel fell like biscuit crumbs: "I hope you like this gift from me!!" Before the words fell, Ben palms fiercely. After pressing the ground, yellow ripples flashed, and continuous stone pillars burst out of the ground.

Spider-Man shook his body and avoided the stone pillars below. He didn't forget to pull the hatred: "Hey! This is decent. It would be even better if there was some music!"

Ben's speed skyrocketed, as did Spider-Man's movement speed. The sharp stone pillars spit out like a machine gun, and the sky was full of earth, rocks and mud, and the scene looked messy.

A burst of yellow sand passed by, and the earth, rocks and mud debris still tumbling in the air disappeared instantly, and the air became clearer.

"What are you doing? Juggling? Do you want me to help collect the tickets?"

Sandman always felt that Spider-Man flicked around like a jumper, except for spider silk and faster response, there was nothing amazing at all. But the truth is that Spider-Man is very famous, even a household name. But Sha Ren can only hide in the dark, and even the police station has him wanted.

Although the two had never competed, Sha Ren felt that he was much better than him. So in terms of words, there are often some words against Spider-Man, of course, in another time and space, Spider-Man and Sandman actually did a fight.

A sticky cobweb fell from the sky, and the sand man showed disdain, and a pillar of sand rushed out, hitting the web hard.

"I hate spider webs, and even more hate things that form webs." Sand Man squinted his eyes and followed Spider-Man, a spinning sandstorm brewing in his empty palm.

Spiderman is like a man on his back, and his highly agile reaction makes it possible to feel Sandman’s hostile gaze without stopping at all: "Ha! The performance is over, I don’t want to be a'sandwich biscuit'!" Spiderman is powerful, but also Can not withstand the siege of two superheroes of similar strength.

Dispelling the sandstorm in his hand, the sand man turned into a ball of sand and rose into the air, rolling the air and disappearing without a trace.

Ben was a little surprised looking at the direction of Sandman's disappearance. He didn't expect that after the two cooperated, the attack power would be so strong. Both the sandstorm and the stone pillar of the sand man belong to the earth-based attack. If the two can cooperate sincerely, they will definitely be able to explode with greater power.

It is a pity that the two of them have a stone head and a taciturn.

Dole also looked at the two with a slight regret, and immediately practiced a cooperative attack with everyone. Everyone is the kind of superhero of the lone ranger type, even if they are willing to cooperate, they seem a little stiff and rusty in a short time.

Green Lantern watched the chaotic attacking rhythm, spread his hands and said, "It seems that it is not easy to find a good'dance partner'!"

"I think acting alone is a better choice, at least we don't have to go on like a crappy ‘dance partner’." Spider-Man’s spider silk fluttered and landed on his toes while turning, his movements were extremely light and agile.

If cooperation fails, everyone can only try to keep pace.

...........

Holding the thick research materials, Pamela opened the door of the laboratory. In the iron cage of the laboratory, there are dozens of mice crawling around. The whole laboratory is filled with a not unpleasant, but very strong smell.

Pamela's tired eyebrows eased a little after taking a breath of the familiar taste.

These days, her boyfriend is following her as if crazy, and whenever Pamela wants to have a good conversation with Rick, the other person will roar with red eyes.

The distorted face, which looks like an abstract painting, really can't be connected with the gentle scholar's image in the past.

In order to appease the other party's already somewhat out of control emotions, Pamela can only temporarily disconnect from Dole, and even dare not send emails randomly, for fear of making her boyfriend who is about to collapse completely crazy.

Rubbing her eyebrows, Pamela felt like she was experiencing a nightmare, exhausted physically and mentally.

"Ling~! Ling~!"

The phone rang, especially in the quiet laboratory. Weiss, the laboratory leader, glanced at Pamela with a look of dissatisfaction. Wes also has a cell phone in his pocket, but he is the team leader and can answer calls at any time. Pamela is just a laboratory assistant and needs to follow the laboratory rules.

Taking a quick look at the phone number, Pamela apologized and said to Weiss: "Sorry, leader, I want to answer the call."

Weiss's bare forehead made him look a little unkind, so he refused the other party's request without hesitation: "Please pay attention to the time, I am paying you during this time~www.ltnovel.com~ I need an assistant, not a telephone receptionist."

Pamela lowered her head silently, her voice not much louder than a mosquito's wings: "Mr. Weiss... please allow me to make a call."

Weiss waved his hand expressionlessly, and squeezed a few cold words from between his teeth: "If you want to continue working here, just put away that **** phone call."

Pamela turned off the phone with a tangled expression, and continued to be directed by Weiss to record data and experimental results.

"Boom! Boom!!!"

A rough knock on the door sounded like a thunder in the quiet laboratory. Wes was carefully handling a tube of reagents, and he fell directly to the ground with a shiver.

"Snapped!"

The reagent ruptured, and a pungent odor spread immediately.

Weiss’s eyes widened, staring blankly at the empty palm: "See... a ghost! This is a military reagent worth ten thousand dollars!!" Weiss’s voice seemed to be tearing at the paper. Is full of disbelief.