I want to be the overlord when I transform into Marvel

After eating and taking a shower, it was already 10:30 pm.

At this time, Jack was obviously in a state of excitement, and the sound of pen and paper was heard constantly.

Seeing this situation, Maya didn't say hello to him and went back to the small room.

After nine seals in a row, a naked Maya appeared. With a burst of faint golden light coming out of her body, Maya slowly grew taller and taller, and finally became a flat-chested and short-haired girl (she grew taller, but her hair did not grow longer)

, it seems short) Big Maya.

This great Maya skillfully used the secret technique of shadow to dig out the spider suit and black box from the box, and put it on as if it were yesterday.

When Maya herself was lying on the bed and asleep, the shadow clone turned on the shadow escape mode and jumped out of the apartment building in a few steps...

Maya didn't have Matthew's kind of ultra-long-distance monitoring method, so she had to send a shadow clone to check on the gangster classmate.

Yes, Maya just wanted to check on those gangster classmates who ran the marathon in the afternoon to see if they were abducted into cannon fodder. Maybe she could find out through Matthew tomorrow, but by then it would be too late.

Maybe all successful people have something in common! Like little sister Natalie, President Maya either doesn’t do something, but when she does, she tries her best to do her best!

After receiving Matthew's report this morning, Maya, as the president, made the decision in her heart, "I will protect your fate, as the president."

Now that she has made her choice, Maya must fully implement her beliefs!

This has nothing to do with whether Maya likes or hates those bastard classmates. President Maya is just fulfilling her inner promise!

37 classmates, 37 addresses, all in President Maya's mind. In just ten seconds, President Maya calculated the order in his mind.

President Maya who has activated Shadow Escape is just a shadow. When he lands, his sound is not heard, and when he flies, his shadow is not seen.

Maya, who has her perception turned on, does not need to knock on the door one by one to check. She does not even need to slow down, stop, and just rush from house to house to check.

The more he checked, the bigger the smile under President Maya's mask became. Because so far, none of the bastard classmates had left the house, either sleeping or replenishing food.

Even if she occasionally hears a few gangsters calling her a "beast" and a "little bitch", she is not angry. Anyway, their names have been recorded in the little book by the president, so what is there to be upset about? If they come back tomorrow

If you have the energy to continue scolding, then Guild Maya will always lose!

She didn't believe it, increasing the running distance by 30% didn't make them stupid!

Just when President Maya was about to check on the older 8th grader, William Baker, a burst of curses came from the alley. And it was the name "William Baker" that caught her attention!

"Holy shit! That old woman stretched out her hand to scratch my face and didn't say anything. She dared to scold me like that. I must find an opportunity to destroy her tomorrow!"

"Boss, that William Baker has obviously run away and become useless. Now his mother won't even let us talk to him. And he is the last one in the family. What should we do now?"

"Yes! Boss Marion, we have agreed to fight with the Russians tonight. Isn't it time to summon the brothers?"

Marion pondered for a long time, and finally said dejectedly: "Forget it, just call the Russians and tell them that I want peace talks! Just give them the flour business on 39th Street! Haha, let's buy hemp grass. Hemp grass is safe.

Hemp grass is safe!”

"This... okay! Where is the time and place?" the younger brother asked again.

"What time and place! It's 12 o'clock tonight at the Butcher's Bar! The time and place we agreed to have sex." Marion, whose dream of being a big boss was shattered, was in a bad mood and his tone was a bit harsh.

"Yes, boss, I'll go right away!" The younger brother didn't dare to say anything more and ran directly to make a phone call.

Looking at all this, President Maya also understood that Marion was the culprit.

A thin invisible shadow gradually spread to Marion's neck, and he was about to use the "Shadow Head Neck Binding Technique". Maya suddenly had an idea and took the shadow back.

"12 o'clock, Butcher's Bar on 40th Street!"

Muttering a few words secretly, President Maya flew directly over Marion. When he was about to leave William Baker's house, his senses swept away unconsciously, and Maya was stunned.

Because she saw the majestic white bastard William crying loudly, and the middle-aged woman next to him was holding William's big head and crying softly.

President Maya, who felt curious in his heart, stopped immediately and used his senses to examine it carefully.

"Mom, I'm sorry! I will never mix with the black people on the street again, really! I will never lie to you this time!" William Baker swore while crying.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

During the gunfight, woo woo, I was hit in the head... I don't want you to end up like that... woo woo!"

Mrs. Baker cried very sadly. It was not until Marion came to find her today that she knew that her son actually wanted to compete with the Russian gang for territory!

Oh my God, she collapsed at that time. She didn't care about the identity of Marion's gangster, and pounced on Marion with her hands and mouth biting...

If his son William hadn't been there, Marion would have shot her dead on the spot.

"Mom, don't worry, I will never hang out with them again. Let me tell you good news, Mom! The high school football team in Brooklyn wants to recruit me. The coach said that I play very well in football. He personally

Promise me that as soon as I graduate from eighth grade, I will be promoted directly to tenth grade! When we go to Brooklyn together, we won’t have to worry about those people anymore!”

Mrs. Baker was so surprised when she heard this that she even stopped crying.

"William, my baby! Is this true? Great, is this true? God, God bless you! William, woo woo, I, woo, so happy. Are you hungry?"

Yes, playing basketball is very tiring for you, so I’ll cook for you.”

Mrs. Baker was about to stand up as she spoke, but due to hypoglycemia, she had been squatting for a long time and was about to fall to the ground in a flash. Fortunately, her son William was beside her, hurriedly holding her mother's arm.

"I'm fine, William! Are you really going to be specially recruited by the Brooklyn High School football team? You didn't lie to me, right?" Mrs. Baker, who was helped up, didn't care about her physical condition, but asked again.

Holding his mother's withered and thin forearm, William wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand. His mother's expectant eyes seemed to radiate a strong light, which made him afraid to respond to her gaze.

"It's true, it's true, mother, it's true!" William said angrily.

"That's good, that's good..." Mrs. Baker said as she turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Watching his mother excitedly rummaging for ingredients to prepare dinner for himself. William Baker's stomach was already growling with hunger, but at this moment, he lost any appetite.

Because an emotion called "guilt" filled his heart, and a thought called "regret" occupied his brain. He had no extra emotions to produce the emotion of "hunger"!