Godslayer in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 76 Straight Hook and Salty Bait

"What can you do to a little kitten like you?"

"Can you escape from my grasp?"

"You can't—"

"Hehehehehe!"

The cat decisively pressed her pink paws onto the other person's head, trying to stop them. Even though she knew the other person seemed to be reciting some ridiculous lines, she was still furious!

Her bright, watery eyes clearly conveyed: You must have some serious illness.

Fun fact: Both humans and cats can go crazy; it's not that only one can go crazy.

But it's not over yet.

"A kitten like you was born to be eaten by your dad."

"Resistance is futile!"

"Hehehehe!"

The above scene depicts the love-hate relationship between the male version of Lady Shiji and the female version of Shen Gongbao in this lifetime.

……

A 120-foot-long Tomahawk luxury yacht drifts on the high seas, far from the coastline.

"Yaho—"

On the turbulent sea, beautiful high school girl Gwen Stacy is racing a jet ski at breakneck speed. Seawater splashes onto her fair skin, making her bikini-clad body appear to shimmer.

Dana Lance was leisurely sunbathing on a beach chair at the bow of the pure white boat. In the gentle sea breeze, she freely displayed her body, hoping that the sun could evenly touch every inch of her skin.

Her sister Sarah was fishing on the pontoon at the stern, while the housekeeper seemed unusually serene today, though her golden eyebrows twitched upwards from time to time.

The reason is simple: the cat playing the Asian squat in the bedroom with the floor-to-ceiling windows on the upper floor is just too noisy.

As everyone knows, cats in heat are a very annoying thing.

Although this cat's meow is quite pleasant, it's still annoying.

Feeling somewhat annoyed, Sarah noticed the fishing rod in her hand move and, without thinking twice, pulled it up.

The poor deep-sea grouper, suddenly faced with rapidly changing water pressure, was pulled up from a depth of tens of meters, its eyeballs popped out, and it died instantly.

Honestly, this giant grouper, which is nearly a meter long, must weigh at least 100 kilograms; most girls couldn't handle it.

Sarah was not surprised at all. Her abs bulged slightly, and her slender arms suddenly exerted force, and the big fish flew from the sea onto the deck, jumped a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Wow, not bad! We can have an extra meal tonight."

Sarah turned her head in surprise and saw Ang, wearing sunglasses and shorts, leaning against the railing on the second deck of the ship, smiling at her.

"Hmph! I've won over your stomach, is there a reward?"

Ang tilted his head and grinned mischievously: "Want me a straight hook?"

Sarah blushed deeply: "It's not impossible."

There's a saying in fishing: "A straight hook and salty bait!"

But it doesn't matter what kind of hook it is, as long as it can catch mermaids.

Sarah ignored the large, dead fish, did a graceful pigeon somersault, and flew up to the second deck as if riding on clouds, where she was caught in a princess carry by Ang.

Sarah happened to catch a glimpse of Miss Selena Kyle, who was sprawled out in the two-meter-diameter, white jade hot spring massage pool on the second floor after a vigorous workout. Comparing herself to her, Sarah's envious look was unmistakable.

Fortunately, she had reinforcements.

"Sister, do you want to come together?"

"Coming!" The black canary chirped and flew up as soon as it heard the noise.

Ang glanced at the catwoman who had rolled over and curled up in the hot spring. Just as he was about to speak, the catwoman suddenly raised her paw and gave him an internationally friendly gesture.

Ang laughed, hugging the Lance sisters: "Cats are the most fickle creatures. They especially love to go out and roam in the middle of the night. Anyway, whenever she gets bitten by a dog or beaten up by another cat, she'll remember her owner and obediently go home for help."

The poor kitten finally realized that every gift in its destiny had a price tag.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, he heard an angry voice behind him.

"You Wayne family are all bastards—"

Sigh! If you call Catwoman a coward, she dared to publicly insult Ang's entire family. If you call her tough, she'll still stick her butt out.

Perhaps this is the legendary "Microsoft".

Dozens of kilometers away, Mr. Wayne, who had always been devoted to twenty-year-old beauties, was also playing the hook-bait game when he suddenly sneezed.

Fortunately, he didn't hear that, otherwise he would have said: I didn't offend any of you.

Even after losing his major stake in Wayne Enterprises, the unfortunate Batman didn't lose the interest of Gotham's ladies' men. Even with his financial power reduced to the same level as Angle's back then, he remained the most handsome guy in the nightclubs.

Ang is out at sea, but that doesn't mean others can't find him.

As he played a game with Gwen that afternoon, using spider silk as a rope, a faint rumbling sound came from the distant sky.

Iron Man, with a red background and gold trim, flew through the sky and then slowly landed on the stern deck.

Looking at Ang's imposing presence, Tony, behind his steel mask, revealed a nostalgic expression; he saw his former self reflected in him.

The yacht's speakers played an upbeat tune, and the yacht was filled with beautiful women.

If this scene were shown on major video websites, it would roughly be titled "Unemployed, wealthy and generous beauties forced to pass the time in the sun during an economic recession," and any one of the words could basically be used as a keyword in search engines.

Seeing Iron Man arrive, the women weren't surprised and greeted him warmly, "Hi! Tony!"

Diana, being very perceptive, put on a bathrobe and led the way, saying, "Ang is inside."

"Okay, thank you, Miss Lance." Tony stepped out of Iron Man and strode inside.

For a fleeting moment, Catwoman considered using Tony to spite Ang. Unfortunately, Tony, whose experience with women was maxed out, didn't even glance at her. He walked over, plopped down on the sofa opposite Ang, and very conscientiously opened a hidden compartment in the armrest, picked out a can of beer, and started drinking.

Ang slapped the cat's bottom, shooing the mournful kitten out of the room, and then laughed heartily, "Hey, Tony, what brings you here? You've been hard to find around here."

Iron Man is free; he can go wherever he wants.

"You didn't turn off your phone's GPS again. Sigh, it all comes down to you causing too much trouble." Tony threw a stack of documents onto the table in front of Ang.

Ang understood immediately: "They're taking a dislike to me again?"

"Nonsense! You've already taken back Wayne Enterprises. Do you really want to hold cross-shares in two major arms companies?"

Ang chuckled to himself.

The US government plays a balancing act. Every time Congress issues an arms deal, it's up to several arms manufacturers to bid. If Ang held shares in two giant arms companies at the same time, those bigwigs in Congress would probably be losing sleep.

Ang didn't even look at the amount filled in on the document before quickly signing his name.

"Aren't you afraid I'll sell you out?"

"A person who does that doesn't deserve to be Iron Man." Ang laughed and raised the beer can in his hand.

Tony didn't speak, but clinked glasses with Ang: "You did a great job this time, handling Wayne Enterprises all by yourself. I'm really sorry I couldn't help you, so I can only raise the acquisition price a bit, 10% higher than the average stock price over the past 30 days."

"That's nothing! What's really important is that you bring me some of your little inventions when you have time."

Once you reach a certain goal, money is often just a number.

Ang doesn't value this because this broken world is too dangerous.

Tony actually liked his generosity. Tony used to say, "I never look at whether my friends are rich or not, because none of them are as rich as me." Now, as the largest shareholder of Wayne Enterprises, Ang is truly on par with him in terms of assets.

"Alright, let's not talk about mundane things. To prepare for a potential major crisis, I've recently started thinking about assembling a team of superheroes. Would you be interested?"

(End of this chapter)