My Private Marvel System

　　 "I think they like your magic show better."

　　 Parker shook his head and said in embarrassment to shake off the tears and enthusiasm of these little girls.

　　 Dole shrugged, and there were also a few red lips on his face.

　　 I have to say that the precocious American emperor is different. If Dole and Parker are willing, the two already well-known can easily come to Lori to form a friendship.

　　 "Oh, one bad day, I have to leave first if I have something to do, remember to add ingredients." Parker raised his eyebrows helplessly and turned to the alley.

　　 Looking at the busy little spider, Dole sighed that justice is not easy.

　　 "Ding! Complete the weekly mission, get a bonus nutrient capsule!"

　　 "Ding! Weekly mission released, get three thousand dollars!"

　　 "Ding! The monthly mission is released to correct or distort Mark's view of good and evil. If you fail, you will suffer Mark's anger!"

　　 Dole gave a relaxed expression, found a park chair, sat down, and examined it carefully.

　　Nutrition Capsule: It can quickly restore the human body's nutritional balance, supplement various missing nutritional elements, a must-have product in difficult and desperate situations.

　　 After receiving the capsules, Dole's eyes fell on the moon mission.

　　 "Mark?"

　　As a very controversial character, Shaman Mark is also good and evil.

　　 For money, he can rob the cash transport truck. But for the sake of his daughter, the kindness in his heart made him unbearable to kill the enemy.

　　 A very complicated man, it can be said that he is in chaos neutral, a slight tilt is chaos good or evil.

　　 Chewing the Moon Mission carefully, Dole's eyes gradually brightened.

　　 "Yes, why didn't I expect it?!"

　　 As if figured out something, Dole went home immediately, took out the thick yellow pages phone book and started to inquire.

　　 In the following days, Dole spent most of his time searching for the traces of Mark's family, but found nothing.

　　 In desperation, Dole could only dial a special number.

　　 "Damn, do you know what time it is? You'd better give me a perfect reason, otherwise a passionate man will burn you to slag."

　　 Johnny's lazy voice that he hasn't woken up came over the phone. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the coquettish sound of human bones.

　　 "Okay baby, I'll hang up the phone right away, Bo!" Johnny's frivolous voice came again, and Dole reluctantly said, "It's me, you can help me..."

　　 "toot...toot..."

　　 "Hang up? Damn it!"

　　Doer looked at the phone angrily, but reluctantly dialed a number again.

　　 The call was connected immediately, but there was no sound.

　　 "I am Dole."

　　 "My friend, have you cooked magical dishes again?" Matt's voice was calm, and there was even a slight echo around him.

　　 Dole smiled and explained the reason for the call.

　　 "Look for someone?"

　　 Daredevil probably never received a request for help from someone, so he paused slightly before saying, "Can you tell me more about the appearance and characteristics?"

　　 If it's someone else, Daredevil might not even bother. But Dole is different, he has magical cooking skills, and he can't tell when he will burst out irresistible dishes.

　　 There are many mutants in the world. But there are only a few who can really fight and support, most of the super powers and mutants are tricks like tricks.

　　Lighting a cigarette, freezing water glasses, etc. are very common.

　　 Just as geniuses in ordinary humans are rare, mutants and super-powers are equally rare.

　　And Dole may not have realized how precious his auxiliary nature and super powers with magical effects are.

　　 "...that's almost it, how long will I get news?"

　　 "Are you in a hurry to find it? Then I will go out myself, and I will be able to give you accurate information in about two days."

　　 Daredevil haunts late at night, so he is very familiar with those fringe gangs, and finding someone is definitely faster than the police.

　　 With the help of Daredevil, Dole refocused his attention on the active space and low-level seeds.

　　Because the catwoman found the trail last time, Dole has not dared to plant the two packets of hard-earned low-level seeds in the yard, and can only use some flower pots to temporarily plant them in his room.

　　 Serve seeds, parties, birthday parties, and even some wedding banquets Parker and Dole appeared.

　　 "Ding! Weekly mission completed, get eye adjustment once!"

　　 The dark circles that had just appeared some signs, gradually disappeared. The originally narrow and long eye contours gradually became three-dimensional, and the eyes became brighter and more energetic.

　　 blinked, Dole felt his eyes were soaking in warm water, very comfortable.

　　 "Drip!"

　　 The text message sounded, Dole picked up the phone and looked at it. It turned out that Daredevil had news.

　　 name Jenny, age 12, introverted and weak..

　　 Very detailed information, even the information of friends around Jenny briefly introduced.

　　 Dole didn't say anything to thank him, but instead took Daredevil's help this time in his heart.

　　 Early the next morning, Dole packed some ingredients in the active space, carrying a seasoning suitcase and simple kitchen utensils on him, and walked to Jenny's house.

　　 Jenny’s house is on the fringe suburbs of Queens. The houses here are very cheap and incomplete. From time to time, I can see small blacks and Latinos dangling in the street.

　　 Checking the house number ~www.ltnovel.com~ As soon as Dole walked near Jenny's house, he heard a helpless cry for help.

　　 The voice is very low, and the direction is probably in the loft of Jenny's house. Although the Dole attribute value is low, it is relatively speaking. To ordinary humans, Dole is also a top-level special force.

　　 squinted his eyes, and the faint cry for help in his ears seemed to disappear, as if someone had covered his mouth.

　　Doll no longer hesitated, so he threw away the kitchen utensils and spice box in his hand, and ran to Jenny's house quickly.

　　 At the door of Jenny's house, Dole's complexion became even more ugly, and the door lock showed obvious signs of forced entry.

　　 pushed the door into the room, and choked with the strong smell of alcohol. Just like fermented stinky cheese, the vomit in the corner is colorful, and I don't know what it is.

　　 A drunk middle-aged white woman lay crookedly in the corner of the sofa, and a chubby baby was sleeping in a crude cradle next to her.

　　Doll glanced briefly, and ran to the attic non-stop.

　　 The small wooden door of the attic has been violently opened, and the two, one large and one small, are twisting together.

　　 Jenny struggled frantically, using her mouth and nails, but to the burly, thick-skinned homeless man, it was not a threat at all.

　　The killer's knife was easily taken away by the opponent, and Jenny didn't have the courage to stab it into the opponent's body.

　　 The other party's big hands are so powerful, her thick thighs are pressed hard against Jenny's legs, and her piercing beard and bad breath are arched over her cheek and neck.