Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicles

When the gangster saw that Shang Chengwu, who had always been forbearing and giving in in the past, suddenly became uncharacteristically tough, he didn't react for a while. He was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became furious.

"Asshole, are you provoking us?! It seems that I must teach you a profound lesson today to let you know how powerful our brothers are.

Later, I will let you lie on the ground obediently and beg for mercy, and pay double the protection fee." He immediately rolled up his sleeves and surrounded Shang Chengwu.

Shang Chengwu, however, allowed a few gangsters to surround him. In fact, he kept paying attention to Mr. Shang's demeanor. Seeing that he was just watching a show, he probably had no intention of taking action.

Feeling helpless and relaxed, he sighed softly, moved his wrists, shrugged, looked around at these gangsters casually, and said calmly: "Let's go together, don't waste my time."

Now that we have come to this point, there is nothing to hide. Mr. Shang next to him is the biggest trouble in Fashion Chengwu's heart at this moment, so he just wants to get rid of these guys quickly.

"I think you have lost your mind and gone crazy. Who do you think you are, the superhero of the Avengers? You can deal with us on your own." The gang leader heard that Shang Chengwu didn't take him seriously at all.

After hearing these words, he laughed angrily and raised his fist to hit Shang Chengwu hard on the head.

Then, the four or five gangsters saw Shang Chengwu's body flash, and before they could realize what was going on, the gangster who took action was already punched in the stomach by Shang Chengwu, and then his body was bent like a shrimp, and he lay down directly.

On the ground, he was moaning and writhing in pain.

As far as martial arts training is concerned, Shang Chengwu has perfectly inherited the talent of his father, Mr. Shang, and his Qi training and use are far superior to Danny Rand who was barely able to graduate from Kunlun. With his own martial arts training alone, he can be considered to have entered the extraordinary world.

A realm of refinement.

Dealing with gangsters who are just ordinary people, is naturally a piece of cake.

In just two or three breaths, the gangsters who came to collect protection money had all lost their ability to fight and could only help each other to crawl and escape from the restaurant.

"Boss, you are so amazing. How come I didn't know you had such skills before? You are so secretive.

Could it be the Chinese Kung Fu that was rumored just now? Can you teach me?" The waiter looked at the gangsters who had fled, and ran to Shang Chengwu with excitement and asked.

Shang Chengwu did not respond, but turned to look at Mr. Shang with a solemn expression.

"It seems that your hard work has not been wasted these years, and you finally didn't disappoint me too much." Mr. Shang clapped softly, looked at Shang Chengwu up and down, and said with a leisurely chuckle.

"Are you looking for me to ask me to go back? I won't just listen to your mercy!" Shang Chengwu snorted slightly and spoke with some lack of confidence.

"Boss, what is your relationship with this gentleman...?" The waiter looked at Mr. Shang Chengwu and Mr. Shang. There was obviously something going on here. Comparing their faces carefully, could it be?

It's a father-son relationship.

Mr. Shang's lips curled up slightly: "Shang Chengwu, is this how you treat your father who has been away for a long time?"

It really is a father-son relationship. The waiter opened his mouth wide and instantly imagined a series of plots about the feud between wealthy families, conflicts between father and son, and running away from home.

Shang Chengwu frowned and said, "What exactly do you want to do? If you want to take me back to work for you, I advise you to give up this plan."

Mr. Shang smiled nonchalantly: "Actually, before coming to Los Angeles, I did plan to take you back, and I would use coercive means if necessary.

However, I encountered some situations later and changed my mind, so I just came to see you this time.

You won’t be too nervous.”

Shang Chengwu still had doubts, but he was also relieved in his heart. To be honest, if he had to confront Mr. Shang, this unfathomable father, he really had no confidence at all.

"Now that you've finished reading, if you have nothing else to do, you can leave now. I hope you won't bother me casually in the future." Shang Chengwu gave the eviction order stiffly.

Mr. Shang glanced at Shang Chengwu meaningfully, and said with a hint of resentment: "It seems that you are still satisfied with your current mediocre and useless life?"

Shang Chengwu nodded calmly: "At least before you appeared, my life has always been peaceful and peaceful, and I like it very much."

Mr. Shang narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Shang Chengwu with a burning gaze, exuding a majestic and terrifying aura.

Shang Chengwu's body subconsciously made a defensive posture, just like an animal instinctively feeling a huge threat.

"You are my son, you have inherited my talent and bloodline, and you are destined not to live a mediocre life like this.

The world is undergoing earth-shaking changes, and you are destined not to have the so-called peaceful and peaceful life." Mr. Shang seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and the aura he inadvertently exuded quickly receded like the tide, and he smiled suddenly and mysteriously.

stand up.

"??" Shang Chengwu was puzzled and wanted to ask questions, but seeing that Mr. Shang had no intention of explaining, he didn't want to take the initiative to speak.

"The cooking is good, I have inherited a bit of your mother's cooking skills." Mr. Shang stood up and left, suddenly paused slightly, and left this sentence to Shang Chengwu with an inexplicable expression.

"Boss? Your father..." The waiter looked at Mr. Shang leaving and curiously wanted to ask Shang Chengwu what was going on?

But he was interrupted directly by Shang Chengwu: "Don't mention it again in the future, otherwise, your salary will be deducted."

"Okay, who calls you the boss?" The waiter shrugged and said helplessly.

"Hurry up and put away the table and tableware that were overturned by those gangsters." Shang Chengwu listened to the waiter's complaints and gave the order with an expressionless face.

"Give me all the signature dishes in your store, I want to eat." At this time, a man with a face full of eagerness burst into the store, pointed at the menu and said loudly like a starving man.

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Shang Chengwu looked at this diner who was urging the food to be served like a drug addict craving for drugs. He felt something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He could only nod in greeting and return to the kitchen to cook.

"I didn't expect to show up here, but it's good, it can break this boy's unrealistic illusion." Mr. Shang, who had not gone far, was in a nearby coffee shop, looking quietly in the direction of Shang Chengwu's restaurant.

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"Boss, what do you think this guest is like? How can he hold so much food in his stomach?" Looking at the diners who were devouring their food like a bottomless pit, the waiter looked strangely at Shang Chengwu, who felt something was wrong and came out to check.

Shang Chengwu did not answer immediately, but his face was unusually solemn. Just now it was just intuition, but after the diner ate a lot of food, Shang Chengwu was able to sense that the diner contained an indescribable energy.

By invoking the sense of "Qi", Shang Chengwu was able to "see" the surface of the diners' bodies, and a shadow with feline characteristics emerged, shrouding the diners who were devouring their food.