American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 369 Allen removes the toilet plunger for the bald man

"Why did they all run away?"

Allen couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that my domineering aura intimidated them?"

Retrieve the round shield.

Notice the camera in the corner.

Allen hopped and waved, saying, "Baldy, come out and let's talk."

Ding!

The elevator doors at the end of the corridor opened automatically.

"Let's go and meet the person in charge."

With the round shield slung behind his back, Allen disregarded the danger and walked into the elevator.

Bucky and Sam exchanged a helpless glance and could only follow along.

Having no idea about the terrain, the research base had no chance of escaping.

Furthermore, Lexcorp is a high-tech company that should not be underestimated, and its technological level may not be much worse than Stark Industries.

Ding!

It descends directly to the last floor.

As soon as the door opened, a wildly luxurious office came into view.

At this moment, Luther, sitting upright in the boss's chair, watched the three arrive.

He was dressed in full-body armor, which made him look bulky, unlike Iron Man who had defined lines.

Beside her was a tall assistant with neatly trimmed medium-short hair, wearing a driver's uniform that accentuated her figure, a tight-fitting short skirt, and opaque black bodysuit stockings, exuding both competence and sexiness.

She is Eve, a capable lieutenant who follows Luther, and their relationship goes beyond that of a superior and subordinate; they even maintain a romantic one.

Pfft…

Suddenly, a discordant sneer rang out.

Sam avoided eye contact, awkwardly licking his lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

Bucky seems to be unable to suppress the corners of his mouth.

The toilet plunger on Luther's head was just too conspicuous.

"Hello, bald guy."

Allen greeted him like a friend.

"I've been looking for you for a long time."

Luther said grimly, "Get that damn thing down right now, or I'll order that brainless shark and pink dolphin killed."

Since the Silence Staff was attached to his head, he has sought help from many people.

In the end, they all returned disappointed.

The only feasible solution is to remove the skin from the top of the head and transplant a new piece of skin.

In this way, enduring the strange looks from the difference in skin color on one's head for the rest of one's life is truly an unacceptable outcome.

Therefore, Luther tried every means to force Allen to take it off.

They continuously gathered intelligence, waiting for the right opportunity.

Finally, Nanawi and the pink dolphin lived a carefree life, and he finally seized his opportunity.

Normally, there might be no solution.

But then they discovered that Alan was genuinely good to Nanawei, and with the appearance of the pink dolphin, things finally found a breakthrough.

"Couldn't you have just called to say something about something so trivial?" Allen said dismissively.

After all, there wasn't much animosity between them, and Allen would be willing to take it down as long as Luther was willing to lower his stance.

"Can't you look at me?" Rutherwin snapped.

As soon as he entered the office, Allen's eyes were fixed on Eve, especially her legs in black stockings.

Oh…

Allen responded, glanced at Luther, then looked back at Eve's thighs, and said quite frankly, "You're not as pretty as her."

"..."

Luther suddenly stood up and threatened, "I didn't invite you here to look at thighs."

The projector was turned on, and the monitoring screen was displayed.

In a giant tank, Nanawi, whom we haven't seen in a long time, is swimming intimately with a pink dolphin, completely unaware of the danger they are in.

"This guy is different when he has a wife; they're so lovey-dovey, it's disgusting to watch."

Allen looked disgusted, his expression revealing a hint of envy and jealousy as he watched Nanawi and the dolphins playfully swimming together.

"Remove the toilet plunger now."

Luther pointed to the ceiling and warned sternly, "Otherwise, I'll immediately order people to release high voltage into the water. If that doesn't kill them, then throw in some highly toxic substances."

"You are so vicious."

Allen looked shocked, then said seriously, "But I agree. As a single person, I can't stand seeing others in pairs."

"..."

Why not play by the rules?

The harsh words Luther had prepared got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say them.

As he stood there in a daze, Allen suddenly grasped his hand and said gratefully, "Baldy, I'm very pleased to see Nanawi living a happy life, so I'm entrusting them to you."

"..."

not like this.

None of these solutions match the original plan.

A flicker of panic crossed Luther's face, but he forced himself to remain calm and said, "I'm not joking. I know you're concerned about this shark."

"Stop messing around, playing with idiots will lower your IQ."

Allen's nonchalant attitude made him feel a real sense of crisis.

Does this mean all my previous efforts have been wasted, and I'll have to live with a toilet plug for the rest of my life?

"How could you agree to that?"

Instantly, Luther deflated like a punctured balloon, his attitude no longer tough, but full of humiliation and resignation.

"It's very simple."

Allen said cheekily, "Just compliment me on how handsome I am."

"..."

Is it really that simple?

Is this another prank?

The intelligence Luther gathered led him to conclude that this guy was a genuine psychopath, with an unpredictable and completely unfathomable personality.

"Being handsome is my insignificant advantage, although I never mention it to anyone, but the facts speak for themselves." Allen shamelessly boasted.

Have you no shame?

Can't we have some higher aspirations?

"You're really handsome," Luther said with a forced smile.

"That's so perfunctory," Allen said indifferently, pouting.

"You're really handsome, the most handsome person I've ever seen."

"If you feel uncomfortable, then forget it."

"Being handsome is a way to define you; you should let the whole world see your face on the big screen."

"real."

"Of course it's true. If you're willing, I'll fund you to make a movie that will make women all over the world dream of you."

"That's so embarrassing, is it the kind where you don't need to wear clothes?"

"What do you mean?" Luther asked, his eyes wide with confusion.

I had a vague feeling that it was an adult education film.

A billionaire loser like him has never lacked women, so he naturally doesn't need to watch porn to satisfy his physical needs. One has to wonder if there's a misunderstanding here.

"Forget it, I'm rather shy and introverted, so I'm not considering entering the entertainment industry for now."

Allen said with a satisfied look, "Baldy, since you're so helpful, I'll pull it off for you."

"Thank you so much."

Luther breathed a sigh of relief, his gloomy mood vanishing completely.

Finally, the time has come to get rid of that damn toilet plunger.

"Baldy, kneel down."

"what?"

Allen said in a serious tone, "It's easier to pull it out when you're kneeling; I can't reach it if you're standing."

Looking at Allen, who was half a head shorter than him, he immediately felt it made perfect sense.

Luther knelt down, hands on the ground, and urged, "Come on."

"I am coming."

Because Luther had his head down, he didn't see the smug look on Allen's face.