Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 90 New Road

In the hospital, the smell of disinfectant filled the nasal cavity.

Even a month later, Star-Lord still feels uncomfortable about it.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

The tingling pain all over his body was so clear, all of which told him that what happened before was not a dream.

At this moment, almost every inch of Star-Lord's body, including his face, is wrapped in bandages. Only his nostrils, mouth and eyes are exposed.

The doctor said it was unbelievable that he was not dead. Nearly 98% of his body was burned, and countless muscle tissues had completely disappeared. After the first examination, they almost wanted to issue a death notice to him.

But at Tony Stark's insistence, the hospital had no choice but to carry out so-called over-treatment.

Then a miracle happened naturally.

He survived, and in this mere month, most of the organs in his body continued to recover slowly and powerfully with the hospital's limited auxiliary means...at least temporarily restored to a barely usable state.

Just when Star-Lord was looking at the ceiling, feeling the pain in his body, and his mind in a daze, a figure slowly walked to the window, blocking the slightly dazzling sunlight outside the window, and then turned around

, sitting on the chair next to the bed.

Star-Lord slowly shifted his gaze, looked at the visitor, and said calmly: "Are you here again?"

The visitor nodded and asked, "What do you think about it?"

Star-Lord rolled his eyes and turned his head back: "How many more times do you have to tell me? With an annual salary of less than a billion dollars, I will not join the Avengers."

Nick Fury said calmly: "The salary issue can be discussed."

Star-Lord seemed to want to laugh, but the wound at the corner of his mouth touched the wound and he hissed. The pain made his mood instantly feel like a balloon punctured by a needle. He couldn't help but frown, and his tone was no longer as light and serious as before.

He said: "I am not the kind of guy who would sacrifice himself for others. I was raised by robbers in the universe. I only care about money in this life."

Nick Fury frowned slightly and said, "Really don't think about it anymore?"

In order not to involve the wound, Star-Lord laughed, but he did not dare to move his face and looked extremely stiff. He smiled and said: "Haha, don't forget, I have a boss. Be careful that my boss knows about you."

Gouge the wall and take out your other eye."

Nick Fury shook his head, stood up again, walked to the window, looked at the city scenery outside the window, and sighed: "I also hope your boss is still alive. The alien named Odin is really terrifying... The two of them

The battle between them can actually destroy an asteroid. If your boss appears in front of me again, I will definitely invite him to join the Avengers."

Star-Lord rolled his eyes: "You can't even invite me, so you still invite my boss? Do you have the capital and strength?"

Nick Fury turned around expressionlessly and said calmly: "The annual salary is fifty million US dollars."

Star-Lord suddenly felt a little confused. He hesitated for a while before he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Five billion!"

Nick Fury turned around and left.

Star-Lord became anxious instead. If his boss really died, wouldn't he be unemployed? He had just pretended to be in front of the other party to increase his worth. Upon seeing this, he quickly raised his hand to stop him and said: "Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute.

, didn’t you say that the salary issue is negotiable? How can you run away as soon as you make a counter-offer, 400 million! 400 million is enough, right? Don’t leave!”

Nick Fury had already left the ward, and he heard Star-Lord shouting loudly inside: "I'll take a step back, three hundred million! Three hundred million is enough, right? Any less and I'll eat the bugs of the star!"

Steve Rogers, who was leaning against the wall outside the door, waiting for Nick Fury to come out, frowned and said dissatisfied: "Do you really want to invite such a guy to join the Avengers? I see no merit in him, no matter in terms of character.

, in terms of wisdom, or simply in terms of force. In my opinion, Barton and Natasha are more reliable than him."

Nick Fury shook his head and walked with Steve in the corridor of the hospital. As he walked, he said: "I got all the physical information about this Star-Lord from the hospital. He is not an ordinary earthling, but seems to be an earthling and an alien."

A human hybrid. You saw that kind of attack with your own eyes. Both humans and houses were annihilated in an instant, but he actually survived and even recovered well..."

Steve still couldn't understand: "So what if he has strong recovery ability? Do you need to find a human shield? I don't think his body is more durable than my shield."

Nick Fury chuckled and said: "You can't use this analogy."

Star-Lord was in the hospital bed, listening to the footsteps of the two people walking away, and depressedly put his raised head back on the pillow, grinning in pain.

He sighed and stared at the ceiling, feeling suddenly confused.

In the past year, he had been spending money and living like crazy, relying on less than a few hours of work on the planet where he was looking for the Power Stone.

I thought that the future would be such a free and easy life, but who knew... No, I should have known a long time ago that the risks of such a high-profit job must also be high.

But I didn't expect that the risk didn't appear when I was performing the task, but suddenly struck without warning while I was enjoying myself.

What can we do next?

Star-Lord, who felt that he could no longer remain in such a hazy state, gritted his teeth, sat up from the bed, and opened the drawer of the bedside table with trembling hands.

Inside was a metal device that looked like a fish fin, and a short feathered arrow that didn't look like it could fit on a bow.

Star-Lord hesitated, and finally he was cruel and pressed the ugly fin onto his head.

In an instant, he felt his 'eyes' open.

No, it should be said that he opened another invisible eye besides his two eyes.

This feeling is difficult to describe. In short, when he picked up the whistle arrow left by Yondu again, he felt that he was not looking at a dead object, but looking directly at it.

Star-Lord shivered, this feeling was so weird.

Fortunately, it didn't take him a few minutes before he got used to it. He held the whistle arrow in his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

"Um……"

He unconsciously made a slight sound and felt the whistle arrow in his hand tremble for a moment.

Star-Lord recalled how Yondu was used in the past, and slowly pursed his lips: "Shh..."

ten minutes later.

He rang the nurse's bell to indicate that he wanted to use the toilet.

…

As evening approached, Star-Lord was practicing whistle arrows. He fell asleep from practicing, when suddenly a blue light appeared next to him.

Star-Lord was stunned. This light was so familiar. He was instantly overjoyed and almost threw the whistle arrow away.

Seeing Chen Guang walking out, Xingjue almost wanted to pounce on him, but as soon as he got up, he groaned and lay back in pain, grinning for a long time.

Seeing Xing-Lord's reaction, Chen Guang said with peace of mind: "You are very energetic. He seems to be recovering well. He probably won't die."

Star-Lord lay on the bed and shouted excitedly: "Boss! I was almost fooled by that black braised egg. I really thought you were dead!"

Chen Guang was a little surprised. He sat beside Star-Lord's bed and asked, "I didn't know that Nick Fury, the director of SHIELD, would be so idle and come here to comfort you?"

Star-Lord's wound was involved in the excitement and shouting just now, and he was once again tortured by the pain. He could only keep a straight face, but said in a high-pitched tone: "Of course he is not so kind, he is here to poach you! Fortunately, he is not that kind.

I am determined, even if he tried to seduce me into joining the Roshizi Avengers by offering him an astronomical salary of one billion US dollars a year, I would not take him seriously! My body and mind belong to you, boss!"

Chen Guang rolled his eyes and slapped Star-Lord. The pain caused the star-lord to gasp again, like a cobra.

Chen Guang smiled and said: "Okay, it seems that you still have a way to make a living on earth, so I can rest assured. This incident happened because of me, so you are considered to have been implicated by me. I will wait until you recover from your injuries.

If you want to continue to stay on Earth, I will give you another billion dollars. If you feel more relaxed and comfortable returning to the universe, I can also take you away."

After all, he now knows every gem in his mind, and he really doesn't need Star-Lord's assistance... Mainly because from what happened last time, he is too weak and can't keep up with his own rhythm.

Star-Lord was stunned and asked cautiously: "Boss, am I unemployed?"

Seeing Chen Guang nod his head, he said with a cry in his tone: "I knew I would have agreed to that black braised egg..."

Chen Guang silently comforted Star-Lord for a while, letting him recover from his injuries, and then left the ward.

Less than three minutes after Chen Guang left, the door to Xingjue's ward was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

Nick Fury looked at the empty room with a dark face, leaving only Star-Lord lying on the bed with the head of a tearful cat.

When Star-Lord saw Nick Fury, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: "Yes! An annual salary of 50 million is fine! I will join the Avengers you mentioned!"

But Nick Fury ignored Star-Lord at all, and just punched the wall in annoyance, feeling secretly resentful in his heart: Chen Guang, this guy, come back and circle around, Dr. Banner is looking for him, but he doesn't come to see him!

He still has to find the other party to settle the bill for luring the Asgardians to Earth to fight.

This is walking a tightrope carrying the entire earth!

It's a pity that both of them have the style of seeing the beginning but not the end. Unless they meet by chance, it's really not easy to find the other person.

…

At night.

Darkness swallowed the sky, but the lights of New York were lit up together with the stars in the sky.

The neon light reflected among the high-rise buildings, and the entire New York City seemed not to have fallen asleep, but to have just woken up.

No matter how bright the light is, there are corners that it cannot shine into.

Matt put on his night clothes and disappeared into the shadows of the city. During the day, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, but now he was wearing a non-reflective black fabric, just like a drop of water blending into a pond, making it difficult to notice at all.

He stood among the buildings, listening to the sounds of the city.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.

During the day, a gang member who was seriously injured ran to the police station to seek protection from the police.

He claimed in horror that he was attacked by an army and that the entire gang was slaughtered overnight, and that he was the only survivor.

When the police followed the location identified by this person and arrived at the gathering place of their original gang, they found that it looked like it had just experienced a street fight that was no less intense than in Afghanistan.

After investigation, it was found that more than twenty-seven people died, which was far higher than the number of casualties in the previous New York massacre. However, they were all gang members. It is estimated that when the news was posted online, the people would only applaud and applaud.

It's a pity that Matt doesn't think so.

He was not sad for the death of those gang members. The point was that the ones who killed them were obviously not ordinary gangs... it could only be a force that was more vicious, more brutal, more bottomless, and with more fierce firepower.

This made him take a deep breath and feel even more stressed.

Suddenly, Matt turned his head, looked at the shadow behind him, and frowned: "Peter? Why are you here?"

Peter Parker, also dressed in black, approached Matt cautiously.

He was afraid that like his unauthorized action last time, Matt failed to sneak in above a group of gangsters.

Peter's clothes look similar to Matt's, except that the hood covers the entire head, and because he needs to wear myopia glasses, his eyes are modified into a design similar to windshield goggles.

He looked around and whispered in a tentative tone: "Master... do you know a man named Matt?"

Matt's body trembled slightly, he turned his head and frowned and asked, "Where did you hear this name?"

Peter Parker blinked and said honestly: "It's the superhero Chen Guang in the news."

"Chen Guang..."

Then as if he realized something, Matt's tone suddenly said urgently: "Wait a minute, you are talking about... you have been watching Chen Guang in that video over and over again some time ago?"

Matt has long suspected this name. Is it really just the same name for his master and the person Peter said, who is almost like the protagonist of a surreal movie?

But he only regretted that he actually didn't know what his master looked like at all, and could only detect his height and body shape from the air.

From other people's descriptions of Chen Guang's appearance in the video, it is impossible to confirm whether they are the same person.

Peter Parker wondered why the master had such a big reaction. He nodded strangely and said: "Yes, I met a thief who snatched a bag on the road today. After solving it, I met him. He told me to come and find him tonight.

Matt, let me go too, but I don’t know anyone named Matt, so I can only come to you."

Then Peter started excitedly: "Master! That Chen Guang is really an unscientific superhero like Superman in the comics! Is he also an alien? He can move in space and is as thick as a city.

I survived being struck by lightning, it’s incredible!”

As he spoke, he raised his head slightly, as if he could see Jupiter, and said longingly: "If only what Mr. Tony Stark said was true... Can you really reach the level of Superman by practicing Qi?

?”

Matt calmed down amidst Peter's habitual chatter, and shook his head lightly: "I don't think it's possible. I have been practicing Zhenqi for more than a year. Although I feel there is still a lot of room for improvement, I don't think there is this room.

It’s so big that if a planet is shattered, I can still survive.”

"One thing to say, it's true. At least the zhenqi I cultivated in the past, even if I practice it until I die of old age, it will never be as strong as this."

Another voice interrupted the exchange, which frightened Peter Parker so much that he almost jumped up. Unsteady on his feet, he was about to fall from the roof.

Matt calmly stretched out his hand to grab him, then turned to look at the person who came, suppressing the surprise and letting go of worries in his heart, clasping his hands and bowing respectfully: "Master!"

"Huh?" Peter Parker was so frightened that his heart was pounding. As soon as he stood firm, he was startled again by Matt's words.

The man in front of me is actually his master’s master?

Then what should I call myself? Master?

But at least he imitated Matt first, bowed his hands and bowed his head: "Teacher...Teacher...huh? Wait, it's you!"

Peter Parker finally recognized the person. It was Chen Guang who told him that he was going to see Matt during the day. He was surprised: "But didn't you say you were going to see Matt?... Could it be that?"

After all, he was not a fool. At this time, he finally reacted, glanced at his master, and immediately lowered his head and fell silent, wondering why the other party directly exposed his master's secret identity?

The first lesson Master Mingming taught him was: Being a vigilante requires paying a price. Whether the price should be borne by yourself or by your relatives and friends depends on whether you protect your secret identity well enough.

Matt nodded indifferently, and then said to Chen Guang with difficulty concealing his inner surprise: "Master, the superhero they have been talking about...is it really you? I thought it was just the same name."

Chen Guang smiled and said: "It is indeed me."

Matt's chest suddenly heaved violently, and he muttered to himself in disbelief: "Can true energy really reach such an inhuman level?"

Hearing this, Chen Guang couldn't help laughing: "Of course not!"

Such categorical words made Matt stunned. He raised his head and looked at Chen Guang, waiting for what the master would say next.

Chen Guang turned his head, looked at the night view of New York City, and sighed: "Actually, all I have used during this period are external forces. Although I can show off my courage for a moment, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than rootless duckweed.

Things happened one after another during this period, which made it impossible for me to calm down and practice properly."

He turned his head, looked at Matt and smiled: "Now that everything has come to an end, I have plenty of free time. I plan to use this time to develop a new path that truly belongs to me."

Peter Parker wondered: "A new path?"

Chen Guang nodded and suddenly mentioned something unrelated: "You know about electric eels, right?"

Peter Parker blinked and said unclearly: "Of course I know, but what does this have to do with martial arts and Qi?"

He smiled and raised his hand, and suddenly countless tiny electric sparks flashed in his hand.

These electric lights were so dazzling in the dark that even Matt felt the sound, warmth, and even smell of the electricity, and asked in surprise: "Is this a super power?"

Chen Guang laughed loudly: "No! This is martial arts!"

Peter Parker's eyes widened and he thought, "I don't believe you, you can even discharge electricity, but you still use martial arts?"

Chen Guang shook his head, retracted his hand, and said to the two of them: "You can't understand it now, but when you reach the subtle state, everything will be completely different."

As he said that, he looked at Matt and said with a smile: "Especially you, Matt, I am very optimistic about your talent."

Post first and change later, sorry,

(End of chapter)