He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

The shockwave whipped up clouds of dust.

The dilapidated factory buildings, along with the dozens of men in black hanging in mid-air, were all blasted into the depths of the ruins.

Only faint groans remained amidst the ruins.

Behind the stacks of rusty shipping containers a hundred meters away, four heads cautiously peeked out.

The sound of Zhang Chulan swallowing was exceptionally clear in the night breeze.

That blinding white light almost blew the entire shipment of containers away.

This is not the work of an extraordinary person.

Xu San pushed up the bottom of his reflective glasses, large beads of sweat hanging from his forehead.

He couldn't detect even the slightest trace of Qi flow during the explosion.

Pure brute force is superimposed with some kind of unexplainable high-dimensional energy.

Zhang Chulan rubbed his eyes.

Using the moonlight that shone through the clouds after the blast wave swept away the clouds, he finally saw two figures in the center of the ruins.

That armored monster who just unleashed a terrifying beam of light.

Standing next to him was a man wearing a dark gray trench coat and bat-ear masks.

His mind went blank.

That physique, that aura, and that familiar nouveau riche demeanor.

Besides those two alien big spenders I encountered in the gashapon shop, who else could it be?

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to stand up and greet them, an arm suddenly appeared across his chest.

"Don't act rashly when the situation is unclear."

Xu Si, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips, stared sharply at the ruins ahead.

The origins of these people are unclear.

Before friend or foe can be distinguished, who can guarantee what their motives are?

"That's no longer up to us."

Feng Baobao was holding a cleaver used for slaughtering pigs, and her ahoge (a single strand of hair sticking up and down) was swaying in the wind.

Those two people have already looked over.

Following the direction Feng Baobao pointed out, Tony in the distance had already turned his head.

The dark red compound eyes on the visor were locked onto the gap on this side of the container.

As the head of Nadutong's North China region, Xu Si wouldn't just sit idly by and wait to be approached.

He decisively spat the cigarette on the ground, drew his sidearm from his waist, and strode out of cover.

Xu San followed closely behind, holding the Elder Wand in his right hand.

The rubble within a dozen meters around them was eerily suspended half an inch off the ground, their telekinetic powers on the verge of being activated at any moment.

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao followed behind, one on each side.

Bruce watched as the four men approached in tactical formation and reached out to stop Tony from making a move.

He understood that in this world with its unique power system, misunderstandings often led to fatal conflicts.

Bruce lightly pressed his finger on the side of the tactical belt.

A pure black metal business card slid into his palm.

He held the card, made of a special material, above his head.

Moonlight shone on the edge of the card, reflecting the familiar gashapon shop logo.

Xu Si stopped in his tracks and lowered the muzzle of his gun by three inches.

They were very familiar with this business card.

Liao just approved a huge sum of 3 billion yuan to buy this permanent ticket.

Good evening, both bosses!

Zhang Chulan peeked out from behind Xu Si, waving with a forced smile.

This address is not just a greeting, but also a signal of safety to Xu San and Xu Si.

Tony looked at the smiling young man and casually removed his Kamen Rider armor.

The dark red light faded, revealing the bespoke suit.

He brushed the dust off his cuffs.

That sharp-tongued mouth never misses an opportunity to make a joke.

"Zhang Chulan, it's only been a few days, how come your courage has shrunk?"

Tony put his hands in his pockets and looked the other person up and down.

"The last time we fought on the rooftop of Gotham, you dared to go head-to-head with the Joker while wearing only SpongeBob SquarePants shorts."

"You're all bundled up today, which isn't like your flamboyant style at all."

This statement is extremely damaging.

Xu San's hand, which was pushing up his glasses, froze in mid-air.

The empty pipe in Xu Si's mouth fell to the ground.

Feng Baobao turned her head and stared intently at Zhang Chulan's crotch area.

Zhang Chulan's face turned bright red, and he wished he could use the Glint-Glint Fruit to dig a hole and bury himself on the spot.

"Gotham was an accident; the interdimensional teleportation wasn't prepared..."

Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth and tried to defend himself, attempting to salvage some of his dignity as a rising star in the world of supernatural beings.

"Boss Tony, can we turn this page?"

"That's a different price."

Tony retorted without holding back.

Bruce casually put away the business card, stepped over the pebbles, and stopped five meters away from the four people.

His gaze lingered briefly on Zhang Chulan before turning to Xu San and Xu Si, who were on high alert.

These two men exuded a much more composed aura than the men in black from before.

He is clearly a manager of a formal organization.

"These two bosses have come all the way to our remote, impoverished area; they couldn't have come just to demolish someone else's factory, could they?"

Zhang Chulan quickly stepped forward to smooth things over and ease the slightly awkward atmosphere.

"If Boss Li sends you to deliver goods, just shake my business card at me."

Bruce stared into Zhang Chulan's eyes.

"We need the power of your world."

He didn't beat around the bush and stated his purpose directly.

"To be precise, we need warriors who can use Qi to help solve a cosmic-level problem."

Xu Si took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth.

A cosmic-level problem?

We haven't even figured out the problems in the Inhumans world yet, and you're already here trying to get outside help to fight Star Wars?

This sounds even more absurd than selling gashapon toys.

Xu San scrutinized the two people in front of him warily.

"My friends, Zhang Chulan is a key person we at Nadutong Company are protecting."

"As for the cosmic-level trouble you mentioned, we, a company in a small place, are probably powerless to handle it."

The gesture of polite refusal was made very clear.

What a joke! The Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is starting in less than a month.

At this point, why send the Qi Source Transmission practitioners, who are the focus of the entire world's attention, to work in outer space?

Tony stepped forward and stood beside Bruce.

"Powerless?"

He pointed to the pile of still-smoking ruins.

"Those bastards who couldn't even withstand a single punch from me?"

"Or do you think you're invincible just because you have the junk you get from gashapon machines?"

Zhang Chulan knew Tony's temper well, so he quickly stepped in front of Xu Si.

"Uncle Tony, let's talk this out."

"We are now also Boss Li's VIP customers, we are all on the same side."

Zhang Chulan emphasized that the two sides were on the same side.

Bruce did not back down because of Xu San's rejection.

The black-clad man had just set up an ambush, clearly intending to intercept or capture Zhang Chulan.

This kind of local villain's greed and suppression, driven by self-interest, actually provided him with the best entry point.

Only by demonstrating greater deterrence can we gain the initiative.