Chapter 1123 (1/2)

”Yes, sir. And now, Nick Frey's team, as well as wolverine, as the focus of attention, have entered the border of sin Cong.”

Xiao Wang saw that the undead were almost ready, and knew that the total war was about to start from the capital of the planet.

”They're all heading for the well of all things, regardless. It's a dimensional teleportation device that requires specific blood vessels to activate. It's useless for us.” Su Ming waved his hand and ordered the army of the dead to cooperate with the prince's performance: ”by the way, is Wolverine's wife dead? Where is Steve now? ”

On the streets full of the smell of gunpowder smoke, the silent army began to move. For a time, there was only the sound of broken feet.

”Wolverine lost his memory again. His wife was killed by the saber toothed tiger, and he was taken back to the United States by some people. Only his brother-in-law survived in Yamamoto's family, and his son was abducted by Romulus, and his whereabouts are unknown.” Xiao Wang looks calm. As a mage, he won't have any emotional fluctuation because of the encounter of the target: ”Steve and director Carter have also fallen into a cold war. He has lived in seclusion in an attic of hell kitchen in New York City for years, and the comic strips published in the trumpet daily have become popular. He has no time to do other things except drawing cartoons every day.”

”Well... Wait for a few years to arrange for him, only he is the most qualified captain of the United States.” Su Ming knows that Steve is very resilient. He must bite his teeth and do well what he wants to do. It's no surprise that he can become a famous cartoonist: ”bring me a newspaper and I'll see what he painted.”

Wang opened the portal, went back to the college office, picked up a daily report of the day, and handed it to the supreme mage.

Su Ming shakes the newspaper and takes a look at it. It turns out that Steve's painting is actually a magic cartoon, telling a story similar to the Dragon slaughtering warrior.

He raised one eyebrow, folded down the newspaper and asked Wang, ”wait a minute, didn't he say he wanted to draw the story of the old West? Is it too far west? ”

”Since the beginning of the Vietnam War, there has been an upsurge of anti war in China. His previous cartoon about the boy with two guns is too bloody and violent, and he has gone to the streets.”

”... OK.” Su Ming scratched his beard: ”when this is over, I will go back to earth and have a funeral for myself to change my identity. By the way, when is Howard's wedding? ”

”I don't know. At least we haven't received the invitation yet. Now stark industry has a lot of business communication with us, but most of the time it's Howard's new deputy, his old friend, a young man named obadie Stein.”

Howard is what kind of person, Xiao Wang is also very clear... That is a girl from the beginning of loli, after her hand to her abnormal.

Now the girl is only 20 years old, and Howard is nearly 50 years old. How can he feel.

Seeing Prince Jason come over in a hurry, he could not wait. The king nodded: ”OK, you go back and tell the cobweb to keep an eye on the obadai. I'll play here for a few more days.”

”I see, sir, but I'm afraid the prince of magic will come to harass you. You are not here all year round. He seems very unhappy.” Wang smiles and bows, then turns around and enters the portal and disappears.

”Tut, monak, this guy, go back and find some beautiful women for him, and let him be exhausted.”

Su Ming is a little helpless to talk to Qin Jiu, which is to make the prince of magic bear some responsibilities. He always wants to escape. How can this be done?

If you don't stand guard, I don't stand guard. Who will defend the earth? Who will defend the home?

The wine touched his arm, and she knew that the space tour was all to satisfy her wish, so she was moved to say, ”when the Spartacus thing is over, we really should go back.”

”Well, I'm still looking forward to my funeral. I'll put all the enterprises under your name before I die.”

Su Ming looks at Jason with a smile and whispers with gin. How can a person miss his funeral?

”How are you going to die?”