I'm the Demon King in Marvel

"Your song won't work. Listen to me sing." Lin Hao said with a smile: "Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, Auntie suck my little chicken."

“Hehehehe… Hehehehe…”

After laughing, the little devil continued to move around and pick up goods, and a lot of strange things appeared in front of Lin Hao.

Suddenly, the little devil came back holding a small porcelain bottle, with a wronged look on his face.

When she saw Lin Hao, she started crying: “Wuwuwuwu…”

"There was a man wearing a cloth tiger on his head who refused to let go, so you only got this bottle?"

"Woooo..."

"Don't be sad. Next time you see him, just poke him with a fork." Lin Hao comforted him and reached out to take the small porcelain bottle.

"Fuck!"

"I Love a Piece of Firewood" from "The Deer and the Cauldron".

Lin Hao inexplicably had an extra line in his mind: I can't even stand the smell of this thing, let alone touching it. So he deserves the first place!

"Interesting, it really has to be Star Master!"

Waving his hand to let the little devil continue to shuttle, Lin Hao suddenly found that there was "The Book of the Sword of Exorcism" on his left hand and "I Love a Piece of Firewood" in his right hand, and he suddenly fell silent.

What do you mean?

Is this a test for me, Director Lin?

What a joke! Which cadre can’t withstand such a test?

Lin Hao threw away his cassock with a solemn expression and put the small porcelain bottle in his pocket.

What followed was no surprise, just plain mediocre stuff, without any highlights at all.

But this is also normal. Lin Hao has long been accustomed to it, otherwise he would not have only obtained three useful things in so many years.

Universal Capsule: Yes, yes, yes, you are noble, you are amazing! If you have the ability, throw away your fat too!

The "hundred consecutive draws" were soon over. Lin Hao put away the few things he liked and asked the cleaning androids to sort out the rest of the "junk" and send them to the warehouse area.

"Oh, oh, oh..." The little devil held Lin Hao back.

"Not enough fun?"

Lin Hao took a look at the remaining energy, which was probably enough for the little devil to travel a dozen times.

"Okay, then use them all."

If he were still in China, Lin Hao would definitely be careful with his calculations, but now there are still a lot of numbers emerging in the background, so Lin Hao no longer cares about these small details.

After waiting for a while, the little devil came back excitedly, bringing back a dozen or so unremarkable items.

Just when Lin Hao was about to end it, the little devil actually brought back half of his hot face during his last shuttle, with even lava hanging on the edge.

There was a half-crescent beard on his face and a burnt eyeball was embedded in his eye socket.

"This..." Lin Hao immediately stepped forward and took it.

Whitebeard's face from One Piece.

"really."

The moment Lin Hao touched it, a burst of energy and a chaotic memory quickly poured into his body. Lin Hao, who had copied the "Brain-Brain Fruit", quickly digested White Beard's memory, and then felt three different powers in the energy.

They are armament color, observation color, and domineering color. Although the quantity is small, the quality is very high.

Many years ago, Lin Hao received Vegapunk's memories and found the practice methods of "Six Styles" and life return in his memories. After hard practice, he finally mastered them.

Although the "Six Styles" is claimed to be a confidential training method within the World Government, the secrets known to one person are the real secrets. Countless people have practiced the "Six Styles" over the years, and it is inevitable that some people have been captured, tortured, or even betrayed.

What's more, there are pirates who infiltrated the navy as undercover agents and were promoted to vice admiral.

In the world of pirates, the "Six Styles" are just like the three colors of Haki. Once you reach a certain level, it is no longer a secret at all.

Although he has mastered the "Six Styles", Lin Hao has not been able to awaken the three colors of domineering. Unexpectedly, he got half of Whitebeard's face today and directly absorbed the three powers from it.

Don’t be afraid of a small amount, as long as you solve the problem of “existence and non-existence”, you can increase it through exercise just like the “Qi” in the Dragon Ball world.

Whitebeard's half of the face has more than just these gains.

"Should I copy some of its characteristics?" An additional choice came to Lin Hao's mind.

“Specialties?” Lin Hao was startled, then he realized: “Is there any residual power from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit?”

"Copy!" Lin Hao said without hesitation.

Anyway, the characteristics of the copied objects will only retain the properties and will not copy the negative effects. For example, after obtaining the ability of the "Brain-Brain Fruit", Lin Hao's head did not continue to grow larger, nor did he lose the ability to swim, and he was not afraid of sea water.

This is also the reason why he didn't eat the artificial Azure Dragon Fruit. Now that he has started to make a living in the world, how could he not have some foresight?

In an instant, Lin Hao obtained the power of the "Trembling Fruit", but just like the three-color domineering, the amount was very small.

Stretching out a finger and watching it vibrate continuously, Lin Hao fell silent.

"What the hell can this do?"

As he spoke, his eyes moved downward.

"Fuck, I'm not the one who's comfortable like this!"

Lin Hao, feeling a little depressed, walked to the experimental table and began to extract White Beard's bloodline factor while it was still hot.

This is another tool worth cloning.

He wants Whitebeard to continue to have sons in the Marvel world!

Chapter 9 I Love a Firewood

It was another morning, and Lin Hao was working out in the gym at the manor. He held a two-ton metal dumbbell in each hand, wore a special weight-bearing lining on his upper body, had metal particles tied to his thighs and calves, and even the shoes on his feet were weighted.

While jogging, hold the dumbbells up and down with both hands.

After arriving in America, Lin Hao no longer had to punch in at work like before. Every day he only had to use a video phone to remotely guide Yu Zhen, his assistant in the technical development department, and help him solve several research problems, so he had more time to practice.

"Lao Lin, Lao Lin." A non-standard Chinese voice came from outside.

A man in his thirties broke into Lin Hao's gym and spoke in Chinese with a strange tone: "I guess you are in the gym."

"Stop practicing now, something good is going to happen."

This man is named Bruce Lee, a third-generation Chinese born in the United States. His family has settled in San Francisco since after World War I and has some assets. In the past thirty years, he has accumulated a lot of wealth by taking advantage of the economic rise of his motherland. The total wealth of his family has reached hundreds of billions of dollars.

Bruce is of mixed Chinese and American descent. His father is Chinese and his mother is the daughter of a small consortium in California. It is a typical family marriage.

Bruce was named by his mother, and his grandfather also gave him a proper Chinese name - Li Heng, which was taken from the Qian Gua "Yuan Heng Li Zhen" in the "Book of Changes".

Yes, this is also the name of an emperor.

Although Bruce Lee was not destined to be an emperor, he was a playboy who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He could not wait to take part in actual combat as soon as the parts of his body became usable, so that he showed signs of being unable to do his job before he reached middle age.

A few years ago, by chance, he met Lin Hao, who had just arrived in San Francisco, and discovered that Master Lin knew magical qigong that allowed him to ride a horse at full speed. So he suddenly had many, many friends.

"What? Did you hook up with Anne Hathaway?" Lin Hao did not stop exercising.

Bruce is the type who likes to have more fun as he gets less skilled. He has always relied on spending money to pick up girls in the past, but not long ago he suddenly said that he had fallen in love with a female celebrity and planned to pursue her formally.

When Lin Hao saw the photo, he found that it was Anne Hathaway. He thought to himself, Bruce, you are not the Bruce who entered the alley from the next universe, so why can you rely on your strength to seduce "Catwoman"?

You are a fast boy who finished right after entering the competition, you have no strength at all.

"I'm still pursuing Annie. I didn't come here for this today." Bruce ran forward excitedly, intending to take the dumbbell from Lin Hao's hand, but it didn't move at all.

"There will be a nice dinner in Los Angeles tomorrow. The organizer will invite Tony Stark. Stark Industries' stock has skyrocketed recently. The consortium in California may be planning to get involved."

"Meat or vegetarian?" Lin Hao became a little horny.

"The first half is vegetarian, but the second half will be cleared and it will become sexy once the reporters leave." Bruce chuckled, "In order to please Tony Stark, they will spend a lot of money and pick the youngest and most beautiful girls in Hollywood."

Lin Hao stopped jogging, gently put down the dumbbells, walked up to Bruce and held out his hand: "Where's the invitation?"

"Hey, how can we miss Master Lin's invitation?" Bruce showed a smile that every man can understand, took out an invitation and handed it over: "Your name is not only known in San Francisco now, the entire upper class circle in California wants to invite you back to help liven up the atmosphere."

"It just so happens that I have recently developed a new thing." Lin Hao took off his weights, brought Bruce to the study, and solemnly took out a jade bottle carved from jadeite from the safe.

The emerald green jade bottle is carved with exquisite cloud patterns, which seem to be flowing in the sunlight.

Lin Hao pulled out the cork from the jade bottle, and a faint fragrance floated out.

Bruce, who was standing beside him, just took a sniff and soon felt a warm current rising from his lower abdomen, just like the feeling he had when he first saw the beautiful maid taking a bath more than ten years ago.

"Oh my god!" Bruce moved as fast as lightning and snatched the jade bottle, only to see a dark red pill in the bottle.

"It's like this just by smelling it, how can I eat it?"

"I don't recommend you take it. The effect of this pill is too strong. It's best to use an incense burner to release its scent. This pill alone can support an entire banquet."

After Lin Hao got Stephen Chow's "I Love a Chai", he immediately knew the composition of the medicine and then analyzed the production method.

This little pill really deserves Stephen Chow's praise. I can't resist just one sniff of it.

"I'll take the medicine first. I need to communicate with the organizer. With such a good gimmick, this banquet will definitely be a great success." Bruce was eager to try.

"Remember not to eat it, otherwise I will go to the morgue to find you." Lin Hao did not forget to remind him.

"I know. I'll pick you up tomorrow."

At the same time, on the other side of San Francisco, Phil Coulson, who had rushed over from New York, was leading a team to the scene of the "Black and White War" yesterday evening. In fact, they had already arrived last night, but were empty-handed.

Will Fortson had been taken away by the Air Force. Jack Bryan was quick to act and was not caught by the military, but he did not return to the San Francisco Police Department either.

As soon as Coulson arrived, he led his men straight to Brian's house, but found nothing.

They had no choice but to send people to negotiate with the Air Force while having the scene cordoned off, hoping to find something valuable.

Now is the critical moment for him to be promoted to level 8 agent. If he goes back empty-handed, how can he get promotion and salary increase?

You know what, he actually found something.

"Boss, you need to see this." Biochemist Jemma Simmons walked towards Phil Coulson holding a tablet.

"We found some hair at the scene. It was the hair of a black panther and a great white bear. After analysis, I found that the cells in the hair were particularly active. The gene chain belongs neither to animals nor to humans... No, it should be said that their main genes still belong to humans, but have been strengthened in some way."