American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 370 Allen and Doom's Mutual Praise

In Luther's office.

Bucky and Sam barely suppressed their laughter as they watched Luthor kneel on the ground, with Allen standing on his shoulders, desperately pulling out the toilet plunger with both hands. The scene was indeed a little tense.

Eve, the hot female assistant, witnessed her boss and lover Luther being treated so badly, and looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Honestly, such an outstanding man would still stand out like a firefly in the dark, even with a toilet plunger on his head.

"Are you sure you can do it? Why haven't you pulled it off yet?"

Luther's face was contorted, and a layer of scalp was pulled outwards, causing the skin around his eyes to stretch.

"How can a man say he can't? I'll definitely help you take it off."

Allen stopped what he was doing, looked at Bucky and Sam, and shouted, "Don't just stand there watching, come and help! You hold onto your boss."

Aww…

Upon hearing the arrangement, the three people nearby gathered around.

Eve hugged Luther's waist, while the three of them, including Allen, held onto the handle.

The scene was definitely getting a little inappropriate.

Imagine a man kneeling in the middle, with three men lined up in front of him, and a woman hugging him from behind—it's very much like a popular genre film from the West.

The combination of elements such as an office, multiple people, vulgarity, and uniforms makes it difficult not to cause misunderstandings.

Furthermore, the expressions of all five people were spot-on.

Allen, Bucky, and Sam gritted their teeth and pulled hard on the toilet plunger, while Eve used all her strength to hold her boss still.

Only Luther wore a pained expression, like a heroine who had suffered endless humiliation.

Suddenly, the display screen hanging on the wall lit up.

The flashing light immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked at the screen.

"Lu..."

On the screen, a hooded man wearing an iron mask appeared. He was about to speak, but upon seeing the scene before him, he fell silent.

A hint of surprise was clearly visible through the eye sockets of the iron mask.

I never knew you were such a loser.

Ahem...

"Sorry, I've come at a bad time," Doctor Doom said awkwardly.

"No, you've come at just the right time."

Allen extended his hand, inviting, "I don't mind having one more person join us."

"..."

participate?

Are we just spectators through a screen?

"Could it be that you are Allen?"

Of course, Doom recognized who the other person was; after all, someone so boisterous was hard to miss, and he guessed that the other person was removing the toilet plunger.

He was hailed as a prodigy who excelled in both magic and science. When Luther sought his help, he had analyzed and researched the Silence Staff.

I must admit that his magical skills were extremely profound, and I admired them greatly.

I hope that one day we can exchange ideas in the field of magic.

"Lord Dumu, it's better to see you in person than to have heard so much about you."

Allen is never stingy when it comes to mutual flattery in business dealings.

Dr. Doom is very polite, surpassing most heroes in terms of manners.

Most heroes claim to be righteous and speak arrogantly.

In reality, Allen doesn't care whether the other party is evil or not; as long as he gives face to himself, he will definitely give face to the other party as well.

"The Divine Lord?"

Doom asked doubtfully, "You flatter me too much. Just call me Doctor."

The name God Doom is most famous in the comics. He easily defeats superheroes of all forms and establishes a pure fighting world.

"Okay, Doctor, you can call me Captain America."

Allen said with a hint of sadness, "My eldest son is not at home, and as an old father, I have to maintain his fan base. It's really exhausting, both physically and mentally."

"..."

If it weren't for the mask covering his expression, Doom might have had to restrain himself from making facial expressions.

He considered the Fantastic Four his lifelong nemesis, so it was impossible that he hadn't found out where Steve was. He just felt there was no need to provoke the Avengers and cause them unnecessary trouble.

The reason for this is that among the Avengers, Iron Man has technology, and Doctor Strange and Scarlet Witch have magic, so they are not at a disadvantage.

"Stop chatting, hurry up and take it off," Luther urged impatiently.

Boo!

To everyone's astonishment, Allen easily pulled it off, unlike before when he had struggled with great effort to no avail.

"Are you kidding me?"

Realizing he had been humiliated, Luther stopped feigning compliance and angrily retorted, "Aren't you afraid I'll take care of the sharks?"

The sky cleared, the rain stopped, and Luther stood up straight.

Boo!

Before he could even muster any courage, the Silence Staff returned to Luther's head.

"Since you feel you're at a disadvantage, let's continue working together."

Allen said cheekily, "Who told me to spoil you?"

"No…"

Lutherton felt utterly hopeless.

He scolded himself for speaking out of turn and saying such harsh things; this guy was an unpredictable lunatic.

As a result, they reaped the bitter fruits of their actions.

Bucky and Sam grinned and couldn't help but laugh, suddenly feeling both sorry for him and amused.

In the outside world, Luther is considered a prominent figure, with a status no less than that of a head of state of a small country, yet he is helpless in front of Allen.

"Brother Lun, stop fooling around, pull it off."

Luther grabbed Allen's leg and said softly, "I was a little louder and my tone was a bit harsher just now, please don't mind."

"You're so fickle."

Allen turned his head away haughtily, looking like he wasn't going to listen.

"Brother Lun, I promise I'll behave myself and stop going against Superman. It's not cool to keep doing that."

Luther's attitude made a complete 180-degree turn, showing no restraint whatsoever, leaving Eve stunned and feeling as if the person in front of her was an absolute stranger.

"How could you give up your career?"

Allen said indignantly, "Superman is your lifelong nemesis, how can you just give up like that?"

"..."

This time, Luther was completely dumbfounded.

In his mind, Allen should support the Justice League, so it was completely illogical for him to encourage him to fight Superman.

"A Kryptonian is swaggering around on Earth, and he has so many brainless fans who like him. As a human, don't you have any shame?"

Allen retorted angrily, "You're just proving to all of humanity that we're no worse than the Kryptonians, what's wrong with that?"

He really made me cry my eyes out.

A warm feeling welled up inside Luther, as if he had finally met a kindred spirit who understood him.

At this moment, the prejudices of the world against oneself are released.

"So you must stick to your goal, defeat the Kryptonians head-on, and announce to the world that humanity is the best."

Allen patted Luther on the shoulder, exuding the air of a leader.

"Brother Lun, I won't let you down," Luther said, his eyes filled with tears.

"No, you can't let yourself down, and I'm just a passerby in your life."

Looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, Allen said in a deliberately profound tone, "Only when people live for themselves can life become truly fulfilling."

Their conversation left everyone bewildered.

I really want to know, which side are you on?

It feels like it benefits from both sides, but also likes it offends both.

"Brother Lun, could you help me remove the toilet plunger? I'm too embarrassed to go out looking like this," Luther pleaded, seizing the opportunity.

"cannot…"

(End of this chapter)