Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

"Bah!" The sci-fi-style Audi R8 flicked its tail beautifully.

"How's it going? This place is nice!" Tony took out a pair of brown sunglasses and handed the car keys to the waiting waiter.

"Not bad!" Looking at the splendid James Weir Bar sign in front of him, Edward put his hands in his pockets. At this time, he was wearing a white printed T-shirt, black-framed lensless glasses, and a round-brimmed top hat, a fashionable pair. Fashionable men's clothing.

"Let's go! Compared to that cocktail party full of tangles." Tony put on his sunglasses and continued: "I prefer this free world!"

The moment he walked into the bar door, Edward seemed to feel that he had entered another world.

“Don’t know how to keep my mouthshut!”

No need to think about how to shut me up!

"Yousay, "Sowhat(what)?"

You say, so what?

The extremely dynamic rock dance song "rockNroll" rocked the audience.

Countless young men and women from the United States twisted their bodies crazily to the music, and the collisions of their bodies everywhere emitted little bits of alluring flesh.

As if the last sanity of intelligent creatures has been wiped away, the colorful and psychedelic dazzling lights are just embellishments at this time.

On the catwalk in front, there were several charming figures, holding on to smooth steel pipes. Their white bodies were particularly eye-catching in the swaying five-color lights. Between their long golden hair, their chests were high and moved back and forth with the rhythm. of swing.

"Here, Tony!" Roddy held up a glass of whiskey and waved to Tony and Edward.

In the corner of the bar, there is a unique booth.

Roddy held a plump blonde "Persian cat" Ocean Horse in his right hand.

"Hey! Baby, I'll go find you alone later!"

The Persian cat stood up and passed between Edward and Tony seductively. Before leaving, he gave Edward an ambiguous wink.

After Tony and Edward sat down, Roddy filled several empty wine glasses in front of him.

"Let me formally meet Colonel James Roddy, director of the U.S. Air Force's weapons research and development department." Roddy raised his wine glass.

Edward smiled slightly: "Sir of the British Empire, Edward Hufflepuff!" He paused, glanced at Tony next to him, and then said: "He is also a magician."

"Magician?" Roddy was stunned and looked to Tony Stark aside.

Tony nodded seriously and said, "Rody, you know that not just anyone can become my close friend."

Yes, Roddy nodded secretly, he knows better than anyone what kind of person Tony is.

Genius, pride, and arrogance are all very distinctive aspects of Tony's character.

Even if Edward saved Tony's life in the desert, Tony would be grateful and repay him, but he would still not regard a young rich man who loves traveling as his brother because of a life-saving grace.

He already believed Tony's words in his heart, but he was still very curious about the mysterious profession of magician. He asked: "Is magician the kind of profession that holds a magic wand and turns people into frogs?"

"Hahaha!" Tony couldn't help laughing loudly when he heard Rody's description. He patted Roddy hard on the shoulder.

Edward next to him had a dark look on his face, thinking of Tony's behavior when he was first rescued in the desert and learned that Edward was a mage. When Tony heard the word "mage" at that time, what he blurted out was exactly the same as what Roddy said now.

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He shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a good gay friend, the adjectives that come to mind are the same.

"Um...I can't turn people into frogs now." Edward said sarcastically, "But, I can do this."

Edward picked up the wine glass on the booth. On the crystal clear glass rim, a tiny whirlwind stirred the whiskey in the glass into a small waterspout under Edward's control.

"Oh, my God!" Roddy couldn't help but exclaimed. The miniature waterspout looked no more than two fingers high, but the principles, strength and control involved were far beyond the reach of the current scientific instruments in a bar scene.

arrive.

Magic is not science, and it will not be easily accepted by these scientific elites like biochemical mutants. (Rody is from the weapons research department, so this should be considered scientific.)

However, Roddy is not the kind of scientific madman who wants to study unknown things thoroughly. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

"This is really cool, Mr. Edward!" He raised his glass in a carefree manner.

"Just call me Edward!" Edward also smiled, and with a thought, the waterspout in the wine glass in his hand suddenly calmed down.

"And me!" Tony also joined in, raising his glass.

Edward and Roddy each told some interesting past events, and Tony was bragging and spanking.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of sexy Yangma with plump buttocks and long legs joined in. Along with the wine and beautiful women, the atmosphere became more and more heated.

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Edward pushed aside the large quilt and sat up, trying hard to open his hazy eyes.

Just as he was about to take out his hand and put on his clothes, Edward was startled by the exaggerated question in the air.

Turning his head, he saw a sexy, tall, fair-skinned and beautiful figure sleeping quietly next to Edward.

In the air of the room, there is still the flavor of a man and a woman who have gone crazy.

Shaking his head helplessly, Edward went to the bathroom of the luxury suite, took a shower, cleaned himself up and down, and walked out the door.

Tony and Roddy are already standing in the hall in front of the door.

"Hi!" Sharp-eyed Tony saw Edward walking out of the door of the luxurious room and waved to him.

"I said, is the magician's physical strength so good?" Rody said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, I heard someone yelling in your room for more than two hours!" Tony stepped forward and put his arm around Edward's shoulders, "What's the secret?"

Edward smiled bitterly, it had been more than 20 years, and yet he had his first sex in a daze.

The girl named Monica, thinking of her craziness last night, and so on, Edward felt like she had been exercising for more than two hours.

"Are you looking down on me? I can..."

While he was retorting, Edward suddenly realized, is the soundproofing in a five-star hotel that bad? You're lying to me!

"O(∩_∩)O hahaha~" Tony and Roddy, who had teased Edward a little, laughed wildly on the side.

After all, Edward's body is not yet 25 years old, and Tony and Roddy are both uncles over 30 years old. (In Iron Man 2, Stark celebrates his 35th birthday) Although Edward's daily mature style makes Tony

When Roddy and Roddy face him, they always treat him as the same age

People usually communicated with each other, ignoring his rather delicate little face. But yesterday, Edward's slightly green style of hugging a sexy hot girl in the bar still made Tony and Roddy, two old guys in the bush, see some signs.

So they all poured wine on Edward.

Edward did not use magic to expel the alcohol that numbed his body. Next, our Edward was in a daze, and things happened naturally as you know.

Happy days are always short-lived.

As the countdown to the Lord God's journey through time got closer and closer, the last ten days passed by in a flash as Edward, Tony, and Roddy fooled around.

JFK International Airport.

"I said Edward, you should take my private plane."

Tony looked at the big sun in the sky, complained, and stroked the sunglasses in front of his eyes.

"No, Tony, if I pursue speed, will I fly?"

Edward asked rhetorically.

"Uh...Okay!" Tony knew that if Edward really wanted to fly, his speed would be calculated based on Mach.

"Be careful on the road!" Roddy, who was wearing a straight military uniform, said to the side. At this time, he no longer looked like a dissolute person before, but instead had the aura of a capable soldier.

Edward smiled and hugged Tony and Roddy one by one.

Walk up to the boarding gate.

"Remember, don't forget my birthday!" Tony shouted from behind.

"Definitely!" Edward responded.

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S.H.I.E.L.D., Trident Building.

Black Widow, Natasha handed a document to Cyclops, Ferry.

"Abomination and Iron Man's friends got on a plane to the Sahara Desert." Natasha Hui reported.

"Oh?" Ferry lowered his head and looked at the documents and asked, "What are they going to do?"

"It is said that he went to inspect the prehistoric murals on the Tasilit Terrace and the En'Azher Plateau in the middle of the Sahara Desert."

"Really? But this young man named Edward has a really good relationship with our playboy." Ferry glanced at the "Abomination Stability Test Report" on his desk that Tony had given him before.

The report allowed him to let go of the worry that his hatred might suddenly become like the Hulk, wreaking havoc everywhere.

In the first class cabin of the Boeing 747, "Abomination" Bronsky sat next to Edward. The pretty flight attendant handed him two cups of coffee. Her charming and hot eyes swept over Bronsky's chest, looking at the strong muscles.

The suit has sharp edges and corners.