My Private Marvel System

"I think they like your magic show better. fQxsw"

Parker got rid of the tears and enthusiasm of these little girls in embarrassment, shook his head and said.

Dole shrugged, and there were also a few red lips on his face.

I have to say that the precocious American emperor is different. If Dole and Parker are willing, the two already well-known can easily come to Lori to form a friendship.

"Oh, one unfortunate day, I have to leave first if I have something to do, remember to add ingredients." Parker raised his eyebrows helplessly and turned to the alley.

Looking at the busy little spider, Dole sighed that justice was not easy.

"Ding! Complete the weekly mission and get a reward nutrient capsule!"

"Ding! The weekly mission is released, and you get three thousand dollars!"

"Ding! The monthly mission is released to correct or distort Mark's view of good and evil. If you fail, you will suffer Mark's anger!"

Dorr had a relaxed expression and found a park chair to sit down and examine it carefully.

Nutrition capsule: It can quickly restore the nutritional balance of the human body, supplement various missing nutritional elements, a must-have product in difficult and desperate situations.

After receiving the capsule, Dole's eyes fell on the mission to the moon.

"Mark?"

As a very controversial figure, Shaman Mark can be said to be both good and evil.

For money, he can rob the cash transport truck. But for the sake of his daughter, the kindness in the heart=long=wind=literature=www=cfwx=net made him unbearable to kill the enemy.

A very complicated man can be said to be in chaos and neutrality. A slight tilt is chaos good or evil.

Chewing the Moon Mission carefully, Dole's eyes gradually brightened.

"Yes, why didn't I expect it?!"

As if he had figured out something, Dole went home immediately, took out the thick yellow pages phone book and began to inquire. fqxSw.com

In the following days, Dole spent most of his time searching for the traces of Mark's family, but found nothing.

In desperation, Dole could only dial a special number.

"Damn, do you know what time it is? You'd better give me a perfect enough reason, otherwise a passionate man will burn you to scum."

Johnny's sluggish voice came over the phone. If you listen carefully, you can still hear the coquettish sound of human bones.

"Okay baby, I'll hang up right away, pop!" Johnny's frivolous voice came again, and Dorr could only say: "It's me, you can help me"

"Dudu"

"Hang up? Damn it!"

Dorr looked at the phone angrily, but reluctantly dialed a number again.

The phone was connected immediately, but there was no sound.

"I'm Dole."

"My friend, have you cooked magical dishes again?" Matt's voice was calm, and there was even a slight echo around him.

Dole smiled and explained the reason for the call.

"Find someone?"

Daredevil probably never received a request for help from someone, so he paused slightly before saying, "Can you tell me more about your appearance and characteristics?"

If it was someone else, Daredevil might not even bother. But Dole is different, he has magical cooking skills, and he can't tell when he will burst out irresistible dishes.

There are many mutants in the world with superpowers. But there are only a few who can really fight and support, most of the super powers and mutants are tricks like tricks.

It is common to light cigarettes and freeze water glasses.

Just as geniuses in ordinary humans are rare, mutants and superpowers are equally rare.

And Dole may not have realized how precious his auxiliary nature and superpower with magical effects are.

"That's about it, how long will it take to hear?"

"Are you anxious to find it? Then I will go out myself, and I can give you accurate information in about two days."

Daredevil appears in the middle of the night, so he is very familiar with the fringe gangs, and finding someone is definitely faster than the police.

With the help of Daredevil, Dole refocused his attention on the active space and low-level seeds.

Because the trail was discovered by Catwoman last time, Dole has not dared to plant the two hard-won low-level seeds in the yard, and can only use some flowerpots to temporarily plant them in his room.

Parker and Dole appeared at parties, birthday parties, and even some wedding banquets.

"Ding! Weekly mission completed, get eye adjustment once!"

The dark circles that had just appeared some signs gradually disappeared. The originally narrow and long eye contours gradually became three-dimensional, and the eyes became brighter and more energetic.

After blinking, Dole felt his eyes were soaking in warm water, very comfortable.

"drop!"

When the text message rang, Dole picked up the phone and took a look. It turned out that Daredevil had news.

Name Jenny, age 12, introverted and cowardly

Very detailed information, even the information of those friends around Jenny briefly introduced.

Dole didn't say anything to thank you, but instead took Daredevil's help this time in mind.

In the early morning of the next day, Dole loaded some ingredients into the active space, carrying a seasoning suitcase and simple kitchen utensils, and walked to Jenny's house.

On the fringe suburbs of Jenny’s Queens area, the houses here are very cheap and incomplete. From time to time, I can see small blacks and Latinos dangling in the street.

Checking the house number, Dole heard a helpless cry for help as soon as he walked near Jenny's house.

The voice was very low, and the direction was probably in the loft of Jenny's house. Although the Dole attribute value is low, it is relatively speaking. To ordinary humans, Dole is also a top-level special force.

He squinted his eyes, and the faint cry for help in his ears seemed to disappear, as if someone had covered his mouth.

Dole didn't hesitate anymore, and violently threw away the kitchen utensils and spice box in his hand, and ran to Jenny's house quickly.

At the door of Jenny's house~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Dole's complexion is even more ugly, and the door lock has obvious signs of forced entry.

Pushing the door into the room, I was choked by the strong smell of alcohol. Just like fermented stinky cheese, the vomit in the corner is colorful, and I don't know what it is.

A drunken middle-aged white woman lay slantingly in the corner of the sofa, and a chubby baby was sleeping in a crude cradle next to her.

Dole glanced briefly and ran to the attic without stopping.

The small wooden door of the attic has been violently opened, and two people, one large and one small, are twisting together.

Jenny was struggling frantically, her mouth and nails were all used, but to the burly and thick-skinned tramp, it was not a threat at all.

The killer's knife was easily taken away by the opponent, and Jenny didn't have the courage to stab it into the opponent's body.

The other party's big hands were so powerful, her thick thighs pressed hard against Jenny's legs, and her piercing beard and bad breath arched over her cheek and neck.