Superman in Marvel

Joe was lying on the sofa bored.

Carol left, and Joe felt very uncomfortable.

The person I usually disliked who was chirping in my ear suddenly left, and I felt that the atmosphere had become quite deserted.

T'Challa didn't know where he had gone at this time, and Qiao didn't even have anyone to play with!

boring!

"How about going to space again?" Qiao thought to himself, then thought again, "Forget it."

He's afraid that he's having fun in space!

If you don't come back at night like last time, you won't be able to explain it to John and the others!

"Qiao, look what I got!" T'Challa's voice sounded outside.

Joe heard the sound and saw T'Challa sitting on a Harley motorcycle.

T'Challa squeezed the accelerator.

"Buzz~buzz~"

The motorcycle made a loud accelerator sound.

"How is it? Not bad!" T'Challa asked with a smile.

"Yes, very handsome!" Qiao said.

The silver body, some low seats, simple lines, and full of rugged style are what that man doesn’t like!

“Sotail, it came out 4 years ago. I just took a look at it when I was walking around town!

A family is moving out and there is a garage sale going on. This car is too big to take away. When I bought it, they told me to take good care of it!"

"It's cool!" Joe was a little happy. He touched the handlebar and said to T'Challa, "Here, let me try it!"

T'Challa was happy to share his motorcycle and got out of the car without saying a word, making room for Qiao.

Joe sat down on the motorcycle, imitated T'Challa's movements, and squeezed the accelerator.

The motorcycle engine made a low roar.

"How to open this?" Joe fumbled for a while and asked T'Challa sheepishly.

"Can't you?" T'Challa's eyes widened, "You can't even ride a motorcycle?"

"Who said I can't ride anymore!" Joe was a little annoyed, "I just haven't found a way yet!"

Joe squeezed the accelerator to the end, "It must be out of gear." He thought to himself, looked down and saw a pedal, "This must be it."

Joe stepped on the gear and continued to hold the accelerator with his hand.

"Kaci"

The motorcycle stalled.

…

Joe looked at T'Challa innocently.

"Hahahaha" T'Challa smiled happily, showing his neat white teeth.

"It turns out there are things you can't do!" Techara said.

"There's something wrong with your motorcycle. There's nothing good about a second-hand one!" Joe said angrily.

"Obviously you don't know how! It was very useful when I rode back!" T'Challa retorted.

Qiao felt very embarrassed, being laughed at by the little leopard.

He stretched out his fist, pretending to hit T'Challa.

T'Challa is not afraid anymore! After more than a month of getting along with him, he already knows what kind of person Joe is.

"It seems that our Superman is not omnipotent!" T'Challa continued to taunt.

The kid was getting more and more out of control, and Joe decided to throw him into the sky to calm him down.

He once recalled a plot from a Superman movie in his previous life, in which the black Superman threw a naughty child into the sky.

He decided to try it on T'Challa.

The old king asked himself to take care of T'Challa. This child has been a little naughty recently and needs education.

Do you really think anyone can laugh at yourself? Do you think you are Carol?

Joe is about to get off his motorcycle and prepare to teach T'Challa a lesson.

T'Challa has suffered this loss before. Although Joe has a good personality, he is very small-minded. He looks like he is trying to make trouble for himself.

"Come on, come on, let me teach you." T'Challa sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to hold Joe down as he got out of the car.

Joe really doesn't know how to ride this motorcycle.

He had ridden motorcycles in his last life, but they were all automatic and would go away as soon as he hit the gas pedal. Unlike this one, which actually stalled!

Joe is a mechanical idiot. He took the driver's license test three times in his last life!

The driving test was not strict back then, so he ended up stuffing money into it.

"This is the clutch." T'Challa pointed to the handle on the left and said, "When shifting gears, you have to hold the clutch to engage it, and then slowly release the clutch, and the car will start!"

"I know, I know." Qiao covered himself with impatience.

Restart the motorcycle.

"Press the clutch and shift into gear. Push the clutch and shift into gear." Joe muttered.

"Then, release the clutch."

Joe let go of his left hand.

"Click." It was a familiar voice again, and the motorcycle stalled again.

Joe looked at T'Challa.

T'Challa wanted to laugh at this time, but he didn't dare to, something would happen!

"Relax slowly!" T'Challa gestured with his hand, "Slowly."

"Okay, slowly."

Joe started the motorcycle again and repeated the previous actions. After putting it into gear, he carefully let go of his hand.

"Click." Turn off the engine again.

Joe looked at T'Challa again, his face dark.

"You're too slow to loosen up, or you're going to loosen up too quickly!"

"Didn't you say slowly?" Joe said angrily.

"Yes, but not too slowly."

"Okay, then I'll try again."

Joe started the motorcycle again.

"Kaci"

"Kaci"

"Kaci"

Still failed, Joe just couldn't do anything about this motorcycle.

"I won't ride anymore, I won't ride anymore."

Joe was very angry. He felt that this motorcycle was targeting him. He was very unhappy looking at this motorcycle at the moment.

"This garbage motorcycle is so ugly that no matter who wants to ride it, I won't ride it anymore."

Joe wanted to kick the motorcycle into outer space and let it know the consequences of making him angry.

"It's obviously your food, but you still talk about my motorcycle hot chicken." T'Challa complained secretly in his heart, but didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Try again." T'Challa said.

"I won't try anymore, I won't try anymore!" Joe didn't want to see this annoying thing.

"Let's do this, I'll help you put the gear in place, and you can just ride away," T'Challa said.

He felt that it was necessary to let Joe experience it, otherwise he might secretly dismantle the motorcycle at night due to the look in Joe's eyes.

T'Challa had no doubt that Joe was capable of such a thing.

"Okay then." Qiao pretended to hesitate for a moment, but his little eyes had already betrayed him.

T'Challa started the motorcycle and put it into gear.

"Come down quickly, come down quickly."

Before T'Challa could get out of the car, Joe grabbed him off.

Joe got on the motorcycle with excitement on his face and squeezed the accelerator hard.

The motorcycle crashed and rushed out.

"Hey, slow down." T'Challa shouted.

He was not afraid of something happening to Joe, he was afraid of something happening to his motorcycle.

I just bought it and haven’t had enough fun yet!

At Joe's speed, he would definitely be seriously injured if he fell off his motorcycle!

A motorcycle is not as strong as a Joe!

"Hahaha" Joe laughed while riding his motorcycle.

Anyway, no one in town cared about it, so he kept the accelerator pressed all the way.

Qiao's hair was blowing in the wind, which made Qiao feel very funny.

"This is much more fun than flying in the sky, but the speed is a bit slow," Qiao sighed in his heart.

T'Challa was only in first gear, and Joe didn't dare to move the pedals now for fear of stalling the motorcycle.

…

Seeing the motorcycle being ridden back by Joe safely, T'Challa let out a breath.

"Fortunately, I didn't fall!" T'Challa said thankfully.

What he didn't know was that Joe almost hit a tree just now, but it was Joe who jumped off the motorcycle, ran to the front and lifted the car up to avoid hitting it.

"Can't break it, I haven't had enough fun yet!" Joe thought at the time.

Slowly, the car reached T'Challa. After getting out of the car, Joe said to T'Challa:

"good!"

Then he entered the house arrogantly.