Cheating players in Marvel

He had killed angels and demons, and even the so-called gods were kicked into the sun and burned to ashes.

She thought that she had seen them before, so Sister Bei had some doubts about the strong men described in Shi Xiaolei's words, and did not fully accept and believe his evaluation.

Influenced by Sister Bei, 2b and Kangna were also a little suspicious.

"Don't believe it? Haha." Shi Xiaolei shook his head and simply said no more.

Firstly, unless they opened the Saiyan bloodline from the blind box, or directly summoned a character with that bloodline, it would be impossible for Sister Bei and the others to witness the power of this race with their own eyes. Secondly, now

It is introducing the transformation capsule for 2b. The matter has nothing to do with the Saiyans in the first place. No matter how much I say it, it will be meaningless.

Withdrawing the topic and turning his attention to the magic capsules again, Shi Xiaolei introduced with a smile: "There are a total of sixteen capsules here, half of them are empty. Here, the instructions are here. You will study them in a while and you will know what to do."

Used. What I want to focus on are the other eight."

As a world-class enterprise, the Bulma family's company is very large, and its business scope is certainly not limited to the magic capsule - from machinery manufacturing, to daily chemicals, to the construction industry, and the catering industry.

The retail industry, even tourism, transportation, banking, etc. are all involved. Whether it is the breadth of industry coverage or the thickness of capital, Bulma's company is even in Stark in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

above industry.

It is indispensable for various departments to cooperate with each other. The larger the group, the more so.

Of course Bulma's company is no exception.

"This capsule contains an aircraft." Picking up one of the capsules, Shi Xiaolei introduced it to 2b with a smile: "According to the instructions, it can accommodate sixteen passengers. Because it uses magnetic levitation technology.

Reducing consumption and filling up with fuel, its range can reach 40,000 kilometers, which is around the earth once. Hey, unless Stark replaces his private plane with an Ark reactor as an energy source, there will be no aircraft on the earth.

Aircraft can surpass it."

After taking the magic capsule, 2b showed a very happy smile.

Although it is not usually shown, it is undeniable that as an intelligent robot, 2b has a love for high-tech products in his heart.

"There is also this one. It contains a boat. Emmm, it is a bit small, but its performance is still quite good. For example, it can dive, which I think is quite impressive."

"This one contains a maglev car."

"This one..."

Aircraft with a passenger capacity of up to 16 people, boats with diving capabilities, maglev cars that look like ordinary private cars, motorcycles that also use maglev technology, multifunctional high-horsepower agricultural tractors, and large, comfortable and luxurious

RV, one-man mecha for engineering use, plus a three-bedroom house.

These eight self-contained capsules are all filled with very practical 'large items'. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as you have this set of capsules, you can still get by even if you live in an uninhabited deep mountain forest.

Very comfortable.

"...The remaining eight are here. You can use them to store things you like. How about this gift?" Putting the capsule back into the box, Shi Xiaolei looked at 2b with a smile.

"Hmm~!" The excitement was palpable, 2b hugged the box with both hands and nodded vigorously.

"Want to find a place to try?"

"Hmm~!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Quickly pack up and go to the manor. It's a big place over there and there are no outsiders. It's just the right time for you to try these capsules."

"good."

I accompanied 2b to the kitchen and cleaned up the mess left after breakfast. By the time they dried their hands and came out, Bayonetta and Connor had already changed their clothes and made final preparations before going out.

After putting on their coats and carrying the cardboard box containing the ingredients, they asked Sister Bei for help and brought the box containing the fireworks. The family packed their bags downstairs and arrived at the parking lot.

After spending some time loading the car, Shi Xiaolei exchanged a few words with two neighbors who happened to be passing by. About ten minutes later, Shi Xiaolei started the engine and drove the three family members out of the parking lot underground of the small building and drove towards

An estate located on Long Island.

It happened to be the weekend, and the weather was pretty good... maybe because there were more people going to the suburbs to relax, the traffic volume on the road was a little heavier, and the driving speed was a little slower.

"Would you like to listen to some music?"

After asking the question, without waiting for the three women to answer, Shi Xiaolei turned on the car audio, took out a CD from the small compartment on the driver's side door, and stuffed it into the player.

Press the play button.

The next second, cheerful gongs and drums sounded in the car, and festive and auspicious folk music, with a strong flavor of the New Year, penetrated into everyone's ears.

Maybe it's a little cheesy, but when I say it, this song is really top notch.

No, after listening to it for less than half a minute, the little girl Kangna couldn't help but start shouting and started shouting.

"...Congratulations, congratulations, new year, new atmosphere, everything goes well~"

The originally festive song, paired with Kang Na's milky voice, not only became more cheerful, but also had a bit more cuteness and liveliness that it didn't have before.

They were completely unaware of the passage of time, and the nearly hour-long journey on the road did not cause any irritation to everyone... Although they have not yet arrived at the manor, from now on, the family has begun to enjoy the New Year.

Pleasure.

Some people are happy, and naturally some people are unhappy.

Let's turn our attention to the other side of the world.

In a remote small town in Russia, there is a backstreet that is so dilapidated that it looks like a garbage dump.

A ferocious-looking man with tattoos all over his body, holding a dim kerosene lamp in his hand, walked step by step against the howling wind and snow.

The thick snow made a clanking sound. A series of crooked footprints, like a poisonous snake struggling to death before freezing to death, were dotted behind the big man.

Faintly, I heard the sound of firecrackers mixed with the wind and snow. Ivan Vanko, who was half drunk and half awake, raised his right hand again and took a big sip of vodka into his mouth.

The hot and stinging wine did not calm his mood, but made him even more angry.

At this time, a stronger north wind hit, and the ice edge hanging under the eaves broke, and when it fell, it hit Ivan Vanke's head.

Although it didn't hurt very much, and it didn't cause him any substantial damage, Ivan Vanke still couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it."

Why do people who live in other people's homes have to endure such suffering when they come to my place?

Recalling what his bedridden father once said, the anger in Ivan Vanke's eyes gradually turned into hatred, and he squeezed out a name: "Tony...Stark..."