Cheating players in Marvel

Victory or defeat on the battlefield is a matter of life, death and glory, and must be taken seriously.

In battles that are not about life, death and glory, such as sparring or conflicts caused by misunderstandings, winning or losing is not that important.

Although the Asgardians are very tough in their style, and sometimes even so direct as to be almost barbaric, in the final analysis, they are not uncivilized barbarians.

The specific situation should be analyzed in detail. Most Asgardians can still "stay awake" when they need to respond rationally.

For example, losing to Shi Xiaolei.

Because it was a conflict caused by a series of misunderstandings, neither Vostagg, who was single-minded, nor Fandral and Hogan, who were more flexible in their thinking, felt "unacceptable" about the result itself.

Thoughts. What really made them a little unwilling was actually the situation of 'five against one, and they actually came up short'.

You know, no matter in the arena or on the battlefield, there has never been a similar situation.

Therefore, even though they knew that part of the reason was due to the fact that Thor, the main force in the team, was not in good condition, Vostagg and others were still somewhat depressed.

"...Let's forget it, I don't have that spare time." Shi Xiaolei shook his head without hesitation, rejecting Vostagg's invitation to fight.

"Anyway, you don't have anything else to do. If you are idle, you are idle..."

"Why is there nothing to do?" Shi Xiaolei pointed back at the kitchen: "There is a lot of work in the store. That is to say, there are fewer people at this time. In an hour or two, you can see if I am busy."

"No, I mean besides opening the store, you don't have anything else to do." As he said that, while stuffing a dumpling into his mouth, Vostagg suddenly said a digression: "Huh? This thing is pretty good.

Delicious.”

"It's delicious." Seizing his words, Shi Xiaolei hurriedly said: "Being able to make this kind of taste requires time and practice. In addition to opening a shop to receive customers, I have to allocate some additional time to practice craft research.

Recipe. Man, to be honest, I really don’t have time to practice and compete with you.”

For the militants, Shi Xiaolei's few words of rejection obviously did not carry enough weight.

Furthermore, in order to redeem themselves from the regret of "losing five against one" and to make up for the unwillingness deep in their hearts, Vostagg and others had already made up their minds and had to drag him into another fight.

"If you don't agree, we won't leave." After grinding for a while without getting a satisfactory answer, Vostagg gave Shi Xiaolei a harsh word with his last stroke of beard.

Not leaving? Are you staying in the store and not leaving? Or are you staying on Earth and not returning to Asgard until you compete with yourself again?

Shi Xiaolei frowned and felt a little irritable.

At this moment, Sif raised her hand and waved to Skye, who was sitting at the counter and resting.

Seeing her asking for the price and preparing to pay, Shi Xiaolei suddenly felt relieved: "So I'm not just staying in the store and not leaving. Okay, you can stay as long as you want. Anyway, I live in Hela, so I have to worry about it."

It's also her business and has nothing to do with me.'

"Mr. Locke, let's go first."

"Walk slowly."

After watching the four people leave, Shi Xiaolei shook his head and regained his attention.

Without Shi Xiaolei's instructions, the astute Skye had already come over and started to sort out the tableware left behind by the four people.

Claire also came over and gave Skye a helping hand.

"Boss." There was nothing to do in the kitchen for the time being. With a curious look on his face, Chappell sat down on the empty seat opposite Shi Xiaolei: "Who were those people just now? They deliberately came to cause trouble.

What?"

Although they changed into earthly attire as the Romans did, and no longer wore their original medieval-style outfits, the changes in appearance were obviously not enough to cover up the murderous aura that the foursome had cultivated during their long battles.

He doesn't look like someone to be trifled with.

Coupled with Volstagg's loud voice and the words he just said...

No wonder Chappell had a misunderstanding and felt that the four people were here to cause trouble.

"A few...emm, I don't know how to define them." They are not friends, nor can they be called enemies. For a moment, I can't think of how to classify these people. In this case, Shi Xiaolei simply stopped worrying: "Don't worry, they

He’s not a bad person, he just wants my help with something.”

"Asking you for help? No way, this is your attitude when asking for help?" Chappell looked incomprehensible.

"It's not quite accurate to say they are helping." Shi Xiaolei shook his head: "Forget it, don't think about it so much. In short, you just need to know that they won't cause any trouble to the store."

"...Okay. Since you said so, I won't ask." He spread his hands and shrugged, and Chappell gave up asking: "If there is anything I can do to help, you're welcome."

"Thank you." Shi Xiaolei nodded with a smile, accepted the black guy's kindness, and at the same time reached out and bumped his fist with him.

After resting for a while, Chappell got into the back kitchen and started washing and cutting vegetables to prepare for the upcoming wave of business in the evening.

Claire went to the back to help.

Lisa and Skye were not idle either. One was busy wiping the table and the other was busy mopping the floor. They were dividing their labors to clean up the lobby.

There was no need to interfere with them. Shi Xiaolei stood up and walked to the counter with the teacup in hand.

"Do you really don't need to pay attention to them?" 2B asked Shi Xiaolei distractedly while counting the bills accumulated in the first half of the business.

"It's okay. A slap in the face won't make a difference. As long as I don't cooperate, no matter how active they are, it won't work." Shi Xiaolei took a sip of tea and simply changed the subject: "Where is my phone? Didn't you say that before?

Did someone send me an email? Let me take a look."

When he was carrying ingredients into the store in the morning, he accidentally dropped his cell phone from his pocket. Because he couldn't spare his hands at the time, Shi Xiaolei gave a casual order and asked 2B to help pick up his cell phone and put it away.

"Here." Upon hearing Shi Xiaolei's inquiry, 2B opened the drawer on the counter and took out his mobile phone.

"..." After pressing twice, the screen did not light up. Shi Xiaolei couldn't help but worry: "Isn't it broken because of the knock in the morning?"

"Probably not." If it's broken, the mail won't be received. 2B responded while taking out the charger from the drawer: "Maybe it's out of power. Please plug it in and charge it for a while."

"I hope it didn't break. This is a new phone that I just bought a while ago." He muttered and connected the charger.

After waiting for more than half a minute, Shi Xiaolei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the charging sign appearing on the screen.

"Okay, okay, let me see what kind of email it is..."