Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

They still vaguely remembered what happened last night, and it seemed like they had really embarrassed themselves.

Perhaps Zhao Chen was drinking in that corner without attracting much attention.

However, Captain America got into a conflict with the giant crocodile and, for some unknown reason, was unable to unleash the power he had honed on the sun, resulting in him getting a severe beating from the crocodile.

Being brutally beaten by a crocodile in front of so many people was incredibly embarrassing.

"Let's all go back to our own homes and see our own mothers."

"Go home and see your mother, you giant baby. I'm going back to see my two wives. They must be very worried about me, worried that I didn't come home all night."

The two shook their heads, stood up, and prepared to go home.

But they had agreed that they would go to that bar again when they had time to check out the bunny girls there.

"By the way, where's your cool Du-something motorcycle?"

"It's Ducati, my brother." The two seemed to be very familiar with each other, and Captain America's tone became increasingly casual.

"The bartender drove it away. Oh well, I'll give it to her as a token of our love."

That's all for now. Go home and call me.

On his journey home, Captain America kept his head down, and he didn't seem happy.

He felt that every time, every time something happened, Zhao Chen would steal the spotlight, and he was like a freak in a superhero bodysuit, a good-for-nothing.

"Honey, you're finally back. I was so scared, I was afraid something had happened to you."

"What could possibly happen to me? I possess unparalleled martial arts skills. I originally wanted to spend a few more days with my sworn brothers, but it was because I missed you all and was worried that you would be lonely at home that I rushed back as soon as possible."

"Aren't you afraid I'll have affairs?" Zhao Chen said with a hint of teasing.

"Ugh, we've already said we don't care, because you're not worthy of it."

The three of them, separated by only one day, felt as if they had never seen each other in a lifetime, and hugged each other tightly, doing some...

Before he knew it, the next morning, Zhao Chen adjusted his schedule as usual and got up early. Even if he stayed up all night or didn't sleep at all, it wouldn't have any effect on his divine body. Perhaps this was just a person's habit.

As usual, Zhao Chen, dressed in white ancient costume, began to practice Tai Chi, and then took out a wooden sword and performed an impeccable sword technique.

"My husband is so handsome and amazing!" The beautiful woman got up very early today, perhaps she had already followed him there.

When Zhao Chen saw his beautiful wife come out, his masculine charm immediately shone through.

He was so handsome and had such a commanding presence.

Zhao Chen suddenly shouted, his entire body exploding with power. His clothes began to swell, and with a bang, they exploded as the powerful force surged forth, sending shredded fabric flying everywhere.

His well-proportioned muscles were on full display (not the kind you see in a gym).

These muscles may not be as bulky as Captain America's, but they appear more coordinated and full of explosive power.

Zhao Chen changed his usual routine and began training in Western boxing techniques.

He started throwing jabs, and of course, only he could see his punches clearly because the speed of his punches was too fast.

So fast that you can't see him throw a punch or retract it. You can only catch a fleeting glimpse of his arms as he moves with agile footwork. If someone were standing next to him, they would definitely think they have presbyopia.

Suddenly, a loud thud resounded, deafeningly so.

Zhao Chen threw a straight punch forward with his right hand. After the fist was fully extended, he did not immediately retract it, but instead remained in place, forming a pose.

The force of the fist pierced through a mountain several kilometers away, leaving a huge hole in its surface.

I wonder what Captain America, who can punch through reinforced sandbags, would think when he sees the power of Zhao Chen's punch.

"Oh, sorry, I won't dare to abuse my divine power again." Zhao Chen resumed his normal standing posture, turned back to look at the beautiful woman, and seemed to have finished practicing this set of Western boxing techniques.

“I have been trying to cultivate both inner and outer qualities, and to combine Chinese and Western approaches, but it seems that I am still not quite there yet.”

As expected, the beautiful woman's eyes showed a look full of admiration and love.

"My husband is so handsome."

"Although my husband's martial arts skills are unparalleled, I feel heartbroken whenever I recall the bloody scars on his face. Whenever Shanshan and I are left at home, I am always worried if I can't see you, especially when I see those heroes being killed on TV."

"I've decided to learn martial arts from my husband so I can help him in crucial moments. After all, behind every successful man is a woman who can shoulder heavy responsibilities. I don't want to be just a pretty face anymore," the beautiful woman said excitedly, tears glistening in her eyes.

"For now, there is no crisis in the world. Even if a new mission to protect the Earth arises in the next few years, or even tomorrow, we should focus on the present."

"I have done so much for this world, risking my life countless times to save people from the flames... but I have not been able to take care of my own family. I feel ashamed of you and Shanshan. We will teach you martial arts slowly in the future. As long as you are happy, that's all that matters. I will also spend more time with you to make it up to you."

"Husband..." The beautiful woman rushed forward and threw herself into Zhao Chen's arms, pressing her stunning face against his chest.

"Help me have a baby. I want to live a quiet life for a while. I'm always in the spotlight, it's time to relax."

"Would you feel burdened by that? Wouldn't you feel weighed down by responsibility?" the beautiful woman asked, blushing and slightly excited.

"No, this is my happiness. This is the fruit of our love, and our child will forever be our bond." Before anyone knew it, Shan Shan had also come out of the house.

The three of them hugged each other tightly again, a love that is the envy of many.

Boom boom boom...

The brief moment of tranquility between the three was shattered by the violent roar of the engine.

In that awkward moment, the three of them immediately separated and pretended nothing had happened.

A Ducati V4S and a BMW Rati were speeding along when they suddenly rushed in front of the three people, and the car braked suddenly, causing the rear wheels to lift off the ground. That was so cool.

But what's even more surprising is that Riven is riding the Ducati, and Captain America is riding the BMW Latte.

Did they finally get together? In just two short days?

Chapter 1037 The Hidden Crisis

“Riven is a real man. She’s just a man living inside a woman’s body. I’m no longer interested in her in that way. She was working at a bar just now, and there were a lot of things I didn’t understand, so we talked for a long time.”

"I brought her here to become sworn sisters with us."

"Why is she wearing such revealing clothes?" Both the beautiful woman and Shanshan looked helpless.

"I just came from the bar and didn't have time to change."

"My God, you're really obsessed with sworn brotherhood, oh my god!" Zhao Chen raised his hand to cover his eyes and sighed.

"Are you looking down on me? Why do you have to act like this?" Riven said, flicking her hand and rolling her eyes before turning to leave.

“You might not know my brother very well. He’s a very humorous guy. Wait a minute, girl, let’s see what my brother has to say next,” Captain America said, grabbing Riven’s hand.

"I'm just curious, am I the most handsome man in the world?"

"A little bit."

"I am also one of the most powerful fighters in the world. All men admire me, and all women want to be with me, but I have always been a loyal person."

"I just don't understand why you roll your eyes at me so much. It makes me feel uncomfortable," Zhao Chen said, ignoring her.

"First of all, I don't think you're handsome. Secondly, your strength only proves that you're all muscle and no brains. What's that saying again? Big chest muscles, no brains?"

They argued back and forth, and it looked like they were about to explode.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. Let's go and become sworn brothers. I've already secretly bought a house in this fairyland."

"You have several peach trees in your backyard. Let's go there and become sworn brothers," Captain America said, pulling the two of them by the hands and walking towards the backyard.

"From this moment forward, the three of us are brothers, though we need not live together..."

"OK OK"

The two had stopped arguing, and the three of them seemed very harmonious, chatting happily.

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of furtive and rather malevolent eyes were watching them intently from the nearby bushes.

"Actually, you don't seem like such a scumbag. You're just a bit arrogant. I misunderstood you before," Riven said with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"The brothers that Captain America takes a liking to are definitely worth getting to know better."

"Deep friendship? It feels a bit erotic."

"Let's pretend we're the same gender and sleep together under the same roof in the same bed."

"Hate."

The three chatted and laughed until it got late and then went home. But Riven riding her Ducati was really too charming, making people's imaginations run wild. Who would have thought that such a body could have such a magnanimous and rugged heart?

Before I knew it, several months had passed, and life went on day after day like this.

Zhao Chen enjoyed this peaceful life, but his brows furrowed slightly. He felt that something was missing in his life, even though his life was so wonderful and happy.

Perhaps Zhao Chen was destined to be extraordinary and unable to adapt to this ordinary life, but he himself was unaware of all that was happening.

He wanted to stand on the mountaintop and shout into the distance to vent his anger, but he was also afraid of the disaster his shouts might cause, knowing all too well how powerful he was.

This force was trapped deep within him, unable to be released; he was repressed, extremely repressed.

He began to contemplate his life, this long life unlike anyone else's, this endless life. He raised the shotgun in his right hand, pointed the muzzle at his temple, and pulled the trigger.

A loud noise and shattered bullets, and perfectly intact skin.

He has been repeating this action over and over the past few days, even though he knows it has no effect. Of course, he wouldn't be doing it if it did.

Although he is powerful, he is a responsible person.

Suddenly, Zhao Chen felt a pair of hands touch his waist.