Marvel: I can extract props from the heavens

Such superheroes are much cuter than those sissies who struggle with 'procedural justice or result justice' all day long, and they belong to the down-to-earth type.

After a few bottles of beer, Shang Wen, who was aroused by the conversation, also told him about his experience. Although the words were relatively general, the murderous punisher actually supported his decision to return to his family very firmly.

This fierce man also has an extremely gentle and caring side in his heart, which makes Shang Wen have a good impression of him.

There is a tiger sniffing the rose in my heart.

The two of them even felt as though they had met each other too late.

Frank was a little dazed after drinking, looked at the time and said

"Shang, it's getting late. I should go back. Nice to meet you as my friend...."

Shang Wen grabbed him

"Don't leave in a hurry. Have you forgotten what I asked you before? I can make you stronger than that fiddler crab if you want, Christmas can't do that, I can."

Shang Wen opened another bottle of wine, put it into his hand and started to get to the point.

"Have you heard of Steve Rogers?"

Frank stared like a fool

"You are tantamount to asking a soldier if he has ever heard of a gun. Any American with ears knows about this great hero. He is my idol, the incomparable number one."

It turns out that Frank is a big fan of Captain America. It's no wonder that he helped Captain America again and again in the later period. Even if he was disliked and kicked away, he didn't complain.

But Frank didn't know yet that his idol is still working in Greenland. Where are the popsicles?

"Since you are a die-hard fan of his, you must know about the super serum he has been injected with. I have that thing too, and it's stronger than his."

Frank wanted to say something, but he was afraid of getting the opposite answer, so he opened his mouth but didn't speak.

"I know what you want to ask, and yes, I'm willing to offer it to you, but Frank, now our question is, which one should you choose?

I have two copies of this thing in my hand. One is dangerous, but it can make you stronger than Steve Rogers; the other is safer, but probably not as powerful as the former, and can probably only be on the same level as your idol.."

Frank was keenly aware of the crux of the problem.

"You said choice is the problem, so if I choose the latter, what are you going to do with the former?"

"Then I can only go to the roadside to find a bastard and use it on him. I don't want to take the risk myself. It would be best if he died during the process. If that bastard succeeds with luck, congratulations Frank, you will have another powerful opponent in the future."

Frank was lost in thought. Shang Wen asked him to think first. He opened the door to the basement and walked down. This basement is where good things are really stored.

After a while, he took out two things.

An injection; and a huge heart that is still beating in a basin.

These two are lottery props that he has not used yet and must be disposed of today.

The injection is called [Luke Cage's strengthening potion], and its combat power rating is C.

According to the settings in the movie and TV series, Luke Cage is one of the stronger ones. He punches the wall with his bare hands and plays demolition. Ordinary bullets hit his body and can't even scratch his skin. It is estimated that there is no large caliber above 12 mm that can't break the defense at all. Holding the grenade in your hand and blowing it up is nothing more than dust in your hand. It is simply a low-end version of Hulk.

And the heart is also very interesting, called [Heart of Shenlong Shou Lao], with a combat power rating of D.

It is a dragon The heart of Iron Fist contains the power of the dragon. In Marvel, Iron Fist became stronger after acquiring this thing. His superficial ability is probably a little stronger than that of Captain America with his bare hands, but Steve’s fighting skills are unmatched by others.

Frank looked at With the two things in front of him, he quickly made a decision, he said with a smile.

"You know, when I went to seek revenge on Jigsaw two days ago, I deliberately threw away the tracker on me so that my teammates could not find the place. I planned to die with him and then reunite with my family. Unfortunately, my teammates found me in the end and I didn't die.

Maybe now is the perfect opportunity God has given me to roll the dice. Let it decide whether to live or die; whether to continue dealing with sin or go to heaven to see my family."

Frank pointed at the needle.

For the first time, Shang Wen knew that this fierce general had also had the idea of ​​​​committing suicide, and he advised.

"Let me tell you a secret. In fact, your Steve Rogers is not dead yet. If you choose the second option, you will definitely survive and have the opportunity to meet him and even fight side by side with him. There is actually no need to take risks."

Frank shook his head, his eyes firm.

Since the other party had already made up his mind, Shang Wen stopped trying to persuade him.

Frank rolled up his sleeves. There was no instruction manual for this thing, and there was no dosage chart for reference. He just took a large tube of injection without hesitation. All the injections were injected into the blood vessels.

The next moment, a painful howl sounded. Shang Wen quickly grabbed a piece of clothing and stuffed it into his mouth. Frank bit it tightly and smashed his fists on the floor. His hands were bloody and bloody. Fuzzy and unwilling to stop, it seems that this can alleviate the pain a little bit

"Blitzcrank, come up and help."

Frank's power grew stronger and stronger, and Shang Wen didn't dare to approach him at all. The robot Blitz came out of the basement, and two huge arms tightened around him like steel pliers, making him calm down a little....

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, maybe half an hour, but Shang Wen was so noisy by this guy’s howling that his ears were numb.

Looking at the mess on the floor and the damaged finger of the robot Blitzcrank, Frank asked hoarsely.

"I did all this? It seems God doesn’t want to take me in yet."

Shang Wen rolled his eyes.

"You have killed so many people and still expect to enter heaven? The lowest level of hell is where you should go after you die, but not now."

Frank clenched his fists. The broken and fractured part of his finger had already recovered. The feeling of strength like steel and iron bones made him eager to try.

"Hehehe~, I want to try to find another place. This is my home. If you tear it down, I will be living on the street tonight."

Frank caught a dumbbell thrown by Shang Wen, and broke it with his hands. The metal handle bent into a V shape, and then folded the dumbbell piece hard. It was a bit difficult, but he could bend it.

Shang Wen took the dumbbell. Glock, smiled evilly and fired a few times. The bullets hit Frank and he didn't react. They all fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

"Did you see that invulnerable skin is what you really rely on? Congratulations Frank, as long as you don't meet those legendary guys, you will be a god."

Frank fumbled in the hole punched in the T-shirt in surprise. He only felt a weak collision on his skin just now, but he was unscathed. He received +10 exclamation from Frank and was awarded 10 gold coins.

He received +10 gratitude from Frank. Reward 10 gold coins

"Damn it, Frank, what the hell are you doing? I'm kind to you, why are you trying to harm me?"

Frank looked at Shang Wen blankly, not understanding why he was angry.

"Go, go quickly, get out, the things have been given to you, it's time for you to go."

Shang Wen pushed him out of the door unhappily.

Frank didn't know what he had done wrong, but Shang Wen's behavior made him sigh with emotion. He received +5 admiration from Frank and was rewarded with 5 gold coins.

"Are you still here? Roll, roll, roll, get away."

Frank asked unwillingly.

"You said you would go home tomorrow and never come back. When will you leave? Isend you"

"It's 24 o'clock sharp, get out of here and leave me alone."

Damn it, something big happened.

Fortunately, I got an extra 25 gold coins. Fortunately, it's not too much and can be consumed.

Shang Wen, who returned to the store, looked at the last one and felt a little troubled.

I don't know how to use this thing. , whether to braise or stir-fry, he touched it with his hands, and a strong sense of power poured into his body. Then his fists were as hot and hard as red-hot steel, and his heart beat slower and slower until it stopped completely.

"This is indeed much safer."

The last prop was also used, and Shang Wen was relieved.

He clenched his fists with all his strength, and his fists suddenly emitted intense heat. He punched the wall with a punch, and with a bang, a huge crack appeared on the wall..