Shining Marvel Saints

Of course the widow would not stop, if she had stopped, she wouldn't have broken into Le Xia's house tonight.

Limp and boneless coiled on Le Xia's body, the widow's body was slightly tilted up, and the clam meat avoided the bite of the stick head.

"Little brother, you live in such a remote place, if your voice is not loud, it may not be effective."

Widow sister hugged Le Xia's head with both hands, and pressed towards her chest, it seemed that she really had the posture of suffocating him to death on the spot.

Le Xia closed his eyes, and took a breath of the fragrance in the air. The fragrance didn't seem very special. With his extraordinary senses, he didn't smell anything strange from it.

Then the possibility of inducing hallucinations such as confetti can be ruled out.

Since the widow sister came to the orphanage as a volunteer, it is impossible not to know Le Xia's identity, but now she resorted to a means of seduction by being drunk, which is a bit abnormal for a senior agent.

So what is the reason for the widow sister to make such a move?

The reason why she did this was because of the task on her body, or for some other reason.

Le Xia would never believe that the widowed sister came to him because she was too hungry. If a female agent who came out of the red house was hungry, it would be the failure of the fighting nation.

Stretch out your hands to support the widow sister's waist, let the clam meat hover above the head of the stick, so as not to cause the tragedy of the gun being fired.

Le Xia pulled her face out from between the widow sister's bra, and looked up into her eyes.

"Little brother, is sister beautiful?"

The widow smiled charmingly at Le Xia, and Le Xia's stick softened slowly.

This widow sister really has a problem.

These eyes are not as agile as Le Bing's, nor are they bright and wise like Gwen's. It looks like a woman, let alone a secret agent, should not have such eyes.

Her eyes were empty, and although she said provocative words, she didn't seem to be distracted.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, and a person's thoughts can be easily expressed through the eyes, even for professionally trained people.

So, the widow is testing me?

Le Xia didn't think so, he closed his eyes again, and the sixth sense of the small universe slowly spread around.

"Little brother, what are you waiting for?" Seeing that Le Xia closed his eyes like a monk, the widow immediately hugged his head and gnawed it down.

"Stop pretending, sister can't wait..."

click...

The sound of something breaking came from the space, the widow sister's movements stopped, and her whole body remained motionless as if she had been acupunctured.

Then, the sound of cracking was endless, and cracks gradually appeared on the widow's body, and the cracks expanded rapidly, covering her whole body in a short while, and then there was a bang.

The whole world was shattered into pieces.

Le Xia opened his eyes, and in front of him was the street at the door. He was under the door frame of the small building, holding the doorknob in his hand.

It turned out that the appearance of the widow sister just now was just an illusion.

It's just that the soft feel still seems to be on the palm of the hand, and the head of the stick still has the greasy texture of clam meat. If this is just an illusion, then this illusion is too real.

Le Xia regained his clarity, and saw a tall Chinese man standing at the corner of the street. The Chinese man had long hair combed back, wearing a neat suit with a shirt and tie inside, vaguely as if the God of Gamblers had arrived.

"Who are you?" Le Xia asked in a deep voice, there must be something strange about the appearance of this person.

"Huh?" Dabei looked down at the sapphire ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and there was some disbelief on his face, "You actually broke free from my illusion."

Le Xia looked at the man's fingers, but saw that his hands were full of ten rings, and the one on the little finger of his left hand, if he remembered correctly, was the same as the long hair that Zheng Shangqi wore yesterday.

"Who the **** are you?" Although Le Xia asked like this, Le Xia had already confirmed his identity in his heart. If nothing else happened, this guy was the real Mandarin.

A super villain in the Iron Man comics, but in the movie, he was transformed into a funny Hollywood actor.

The Mandarin has ten magic rings containing magic power on his hands, so his identity is easy to identify, just look at his hands.

Except for him, even local tyrants who flaunt their wealth rarely wear colorful gemstone rings on all ten fingers.

Chu Lengshen regained his composure after a short while, and said with a smile, "You are Le Xia, and you were the one who stopped Zheng Shangqi in Los Angeles and caused him to return home without a feather."

Le Xia carefully tucked the bath towel tightly, just in case it would be wiped out.

"I'm Le Xia, you know Brother Zheng, where is he now?"

"Hehe, you still care about him." Chu put his hands behind his back, "It seems that you have a good relationship, no wonder he refuses to tell you about you."

Le Xia's heart sank, "What did you do to Brother Zheng?"

"Don't worry, he's fine," Chu waved his hand, "He's even better than before. Although this mission failed, he got stronger power than before. Maybe you will see him in the future and congratulate him. Woolen cloth."

What does this sentence mean? Has Zheng Shangqi been brainwashed and incorporated by Mandarin?

Le Xia was a little confused. After finally finding a future hero with yellow skin and black hair in the Marvel world, could he really just watch him walk on the path of a villain? UU Reading www. uukanshu.com

"So?" Le Xia squinted his eyes and looked at the Mandarin in front of him, "What do you want to come to me to ask me about your crimes? Because of your messed up mission in Los Angeles."

Chu nodded directly, "That's right, after I learned about you from Zheng Shangqi, I was very angry and curious, so I planned to come and meet you in person. If you are a determined person, I will kill you. If you are killed by me I'll keep you by my side as a dog."

What he said was too arrogant.

Le Xia laughed angrily, "So I broke through your illusion, I'm a strong-willed person, are you going to kill me now?"

Chu smiled, "You are right, since I can't control you, of course I will destroy you."

As soon as the words fell, Chu raised his hand towards Le Xia, a green light flashed on his left middle finger, and a bolt of lightning struck towards Le Xia.

With the speed of lightning, Le Xia doesn't even have to dodge, he can't dodge at all.

Fortunately, after he discovered Chu's murderous intentions, he immediately began to manifest the black clothes. When Chu raised his hand to shoot lightning, the black clothes had already wrapped his whole body.

Snapped! Lightning struck Le Xia's ink-clothed breastplate, and a ball of lightning exploded, causing him to fall backwards and roll on the ground before he stabilized himself.

A black smoke rose from the breastplate, and the lightning just now almost hit Mo Yi's breastplate.

Even if Mo Yi's defense was not satisfactory, it was not just paper, but in front of Chu's lightning, he could only block one blow.

A flash of lightning from Chu almost broke Le Xia's defense, and he still has nine of the same rings. Even if the abilities of these rings are all similar to lightning, they are enough to blow Le Xia's ink clothes to pieces.

And as far as Le Xia knew, the ability of the Mandarin's ring is far from being as simple as releasing a lightning bolt.