I'm the Demon King in Marvel

"Ark reactor." Lin Hao reminded.

“I see.” Zheng Xian suddenly realized and couldn’t help but admire Lin Hao’s chicken-eating behavior: “Well, Tony Stark made you eat this chicken three times.”

First short sell, then buy at a low price and cash out at a high price, and now buy at the bottom again and wait to cash out.

"No, no, no, you can eat it for the fourth time."

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows, and said mysteriously: "After he announces his entry into the energy field to drive up the stock price, another rights holder will file a patent infringement lawsuit with the U.S. Supreme Court..."

Zheng Xian was silent. He felt a little sorry for Tony Stark.

If a decent chicken is eaten too many times, it will only die once, but Tony Stark's dishonest chicken will be eaten four times by the devil.

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Chapter 37 Who says Hydra can’t have superheroes?

Some people can still eat a lot, while others are left with only nostalgia.

Adam Smith found that he had developed a bad habit. When he was hunting down adulterers, he would always stab them in the lower body first, and then start cutting them piece by piece.

At the same time, he also found that his aversion to women was getting stronger and stronger. The more beautiful the woman was, the more disgusted he was. When he saw their coquettish appearance, he wanted to stab them with a few swords.

The same is true when facing ugly men.

Those handsome and good-looking guys will make him feel good.

"no!"

Adam Smith tried to restrain himself and kept reminding himself: "The Oriental people are the only ones I pursue in this life!"

If it was just a character in a movie, Adam Smith would not take it seriously, but he saw with his own eyes that Dongfang Bubai crawled out of the TV.

Grant him magical powers and change his miserable life!

This proves that Mr. Oriental is real. Although the videotape disappeared afterwards, it just shows how magical and great Mr. Oriental is.

From then on, the powerful and beautiful Oriental lady became Adam Smith's lifelong goal.

He must become even stronger to be worthy of standing beside Lord Dongfang.

He swung his sword once more, sending a fellow water friend down to continue playing in the water with Mrs. Smith.

The apartment was filled with blood red, and the red clothes were not dyed but looked particularly bright.

With a swaying figure, the man in red appeared at the door of the room.

Crossbones, who was waiting outside, waved his hand, and the Hydra action team behind him filed in and began to clean up the scene in an orderly manner.

Since his encounter with Hydra, Adam Smith no longer has to worry about cleaning up afterwards and can enjoy professional service.

Crossbones is worthy of being a model worker of Hydra. Seeing that the last recruitment was unsuccessful, he fully carried forward the style of "not waiting, not relying on", mobilized his subjective initiative, and sent people to wait at the crime scene where Adam Smith was about to go. Whenever the other party killed someone, he would bring professional forensics personnel in to clean up the situation.

Crossbones never got involved, he just did his work quietly and left when he was done.

To be honest, even Adam Smith, a stockbroker who works in sales, admires Crossbones' perseverance and sense of propriety.

Although Mrs. Smith had a wide range of social connections and many friends, she was no match for Adam Smith's efficiency, and it took her more than a week to finish cutting everything.

That night, Adam Smith stood on the roof of the apartment where the last adulterer lived, looking at the bright moon and drinking.

There is an inexplicable feeling of emptiness in my heart.

The revenge has been taken, the adulterer is dead, what should he do in the future?

His ultimate goal is to keep practicing and follow in the footsteps of Lord Dongfang.

You always have to find something to kill time, right?

After Crossbones dealt with the bodies in the apartment, he carefully went to the rooftop.

This is the last adulterer in the file, and it is time for him to send out an invitation again. Otherwise, Adam Smith will just disappear. Should he really wait for the other party to contact him later?

"Mr. Smith, Mr. Pierce sincerely invites you to join..."

Suddenly, an explosion was heard from a distance.

Four jets of flame appeared in the night sky, two in front and two behind.

Adam Smith, who had great inner strength, had excellent eyesight. He immediately saw two humanoid machines flying across the night sky.

The one in front is slender and well-proportioned, painted in gold and red.

The one at the back is big, thick and black, and the air it emits is thicker than that at the front.

Crossbones immediately picked up the tactical tablet, connected to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s network, and saw the live footage.

"Mr. Smith, these two machines were driven by Tony Stark and Obadiah Stane, and they had a conflict..."

This is a conclusion that anyone with a discerning eye can see.

The two machines kept bombarding each other in the night sky, firing machine guns, missiles and even energy rays back and forth, and sometimes they would fight shirtless, punching and kicking.

"interesting……"

Adam Smith suddenly had a bold idea. While he was considering the plan, he said to Crossbones: "What do you think about me becoming a superhero?"

"Huh?" Crossbones was stunned.

"Superhero, like Captain America!"

Adam Smith became more and more excited as he thought about it. His eyes sparkled and his body seemed to be shaking. "If I become a superhero, I will definitely attract many coquettish women to come up to me..."

Crossbones continued to be stunned.

Forgive his slowness, but this time he really didn't follow Adam Smith's imagination.

But he understood what the other party meant.

"You're going to be a superhero?"

"is it not OK?"

Adam Smith turned around and smiled playfully: "Didn't you say you could help me settle public opinion? Then I would no longer be a murderer. Why can't I become a superhero?"

"Uh……"

Crossbones quickly took out his communicator and called his superior.

"Please wait a moment. I need your instructions."

Alexander Pierce was also stunned when he received the news, but he was a senior staff member after all, and he immediately thought of the benefits that this move would bring.

That’s right, who says Hydra can’t have superheroes?

As long as Hydra continues to create new superheroes, it won’t be long before they become a positive organization!

Ordinary people have short memories, World War II is long gone, and fewer and fewer old people know about what Hydra has done.

Young people are used to questioning authority and resisting propaganda. Even if history books say that Hydra is an evil organization, as long as people today believe that Hydra is just, then Hydra will represent justice!

If Hydra represents justice, then Captain America, who defeated Hydra, will become the embodiment of evil.

The more Alexander Pierce thought about it, the more excited he became. He was so excited that he kept jumping around in the villa.

This will be an important step in clearing Hydra's name.

"Okay, great!"

"Mr. Smith, please feel free to do it. We will fully support you in becoming a superhero, replacing Rogers, and becoming the spiritual symbol of the new generation of America!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Adam Smith failed to empathize with Alexander Pierce; his purpose in becoming a superhero was different from the other's fantasy.

However, different paths lead to the same destination.

As long as Hydra is willing to support and help settle public opinion, that will be enough!

What Adam will do in the future will require the support of public opinion.

"Very good, help me analyze which of them will win."

Adam Smith pointed at the two machines in the night sky, his mouth curled up: "Superheroes must stand on the winning side."

By this time, Crossbones had found more detailed information from the SHIELD database.

"The golden-red machine is driven by Tony Stark. This type of external full-body armor has never appeared before. It is most likely a new type of weapon invented by the genius Tony Stark..."

Crossbones spoke quickly, stating his conclusion: "I think he has a better chance of winning."

"I think so too. The big guy is too ugly. You can tell at a glance that he can't win."

Adam Smith tied the wine gourd around his waist, and with a flash of his body, he turned into a red shadow, stepped on a tall building, and rushed towards the battlefield.

This will be his debut as a superhero.

Chapter 38 Your name is Iron Man? My name is Red Swordsman!

"Tony, you said you would no longer build weapons, but you ended up building the most powerful one."

Obadiah was driving the Iron Monger and holding up an Audi with women and children inside, who were screaming.

"Haha." Obadiah laughed wildly, "I like this dress!"

"Put them down!" Tony Stark shouted angrily.

"Tony, they deserve it..."

Before he could finish his words, Obadiah felt his hands become much lighter.

A red figure floated over, swung the sword in his hand, and the roof of the Audi was lifted up. The red figure picked up a little ghost with one hand and jumped up.

In the blink of an eye, a red figure appeared on the street in the distance.

After putting the two little ghosts down, he rushed back to the car and did the same thing again.

"Damn that woman, giving birth to four children in one go." Adam Smith couldn't hide his dislike for the beauty and couldn't help thinking, "Humph, they must not be her husband's!"