Superman in Marvel

midnight.

Qiao pricked up his ears and listened to the noise. After confirming that everyone was asleep, he sneaked out of the room.

"Where is it?" Joe groped around in the living room.

There was darkness all around, but it had no effect on Joe at all.

"Found it!" Joe whispered.

At night, he saw T'Challa throwing the motorcycle keys in the living room, looked for them, and found them.

"Hehe, let's go ride a motorcycle!" Qiao happily slipped out of the house and ran to the yard.

The Harley was parked on the lawn of the yard.

Joe picked up the Harley and flew away. A few seconds later, he landed on the road outside the town with the Harley in his hand.

Qiao didn't dare to start his motorcycle at home. It would be so embarrassing if he woke everyone up!

Going out to ride a motorcycle in the middle of the night?

I'm afraid T'Challa would die laughing!

Qiao also wants to save face, okay? He was still acting so aloof in the afternoon!

He considers himself to be aloof.

After placing the Harley, Joe sat on it excitedly.

Turning the key, Joe started the motorcycle.

"Pinch the clutch, shift into gear, release the clutch." Joe muttered.

Not surprisingly, Joe failed in his first attempt and the motorcycle stalled.

This time Joe was patient and there was no one around him so he wouldn't be laughed at.

Joe tried again and again more than a dozen times, but finally the motorcycle was put into gear.

"Yeah!" Joe was so happy that he almost jumped up. "I still have driving talent!"

I squeezed the accelerator to the limit and the motorcycle rushed straight out.

There was a slight breeze in the night, and Qiao squinted his eyes, his face full of intoxication.

In order not to disturb others, he didn't even turn on the lights. It's not like he couldn't see anyway!

Qiao hummed a song and drove the motorcycle comfortably.

After a while, he was a little dissatisfied with the speed of the motorcycle. Now the motorcycle was in first gear, and the accelerator was only about 70 yards after death. To him, it was a bit slow!

Joe began to try to shift gears. According to what T'Challa said during the day, there is no difference between shifting gears and putting it in gear.

This time, Joe succeeded in the first attempt and shifted the motorcycle directly to fifth gear.

At this time, the speed reached more than 190!

Now Joe was satisfied. He controlled the handlebar to make the motorcycle move in an "S" shape.

Anyway, it's late at night now, and the town of Smallville is very remote, so there's no one on this road at all.

For ordinary people, they would definitely not dare to drive a motorcycle at this speed. If they are not careful, the car will be destroyed and people will be killed.

But Joe is different, how fast he is! How hard his body is!

As soon as the motorcycle loses its balance, Joe pushes his long legs to the ground and everything is over!

"Oh ho ho~" Joe shouted excitedly.

Accompanied by the low engine sound of the locomotive, it drifted far, far away in the night.

"The speed is still too slow!" Joe said to himself.

The speed of nearly 200 per hour is like a snail crawling for him. If it were not for the pleasure of driving a motorcycle, this motorcycle would be meaningless to him.

"I've decided to apply for the Department of Mechanical Engineering in college and choose a Department of Physics!" Qiao thought to himself.

Steel is a man's romance!

With his brain, he can learn anything quickly if he wants to!

In this life, he is considered a Tianhu, and he can live a good life no matter what!

There are basically no natural enemies, and there is no need to worry about livelihood. He can do things that interest him.

Do whatever you want, no restrictions!

"When the time comes, I will knock out all kinds of motorcycles with my bare hands!

Make a motorcycle faster than an airplane!

Supersonic motorcycle!”

Qiao thought beautifully in her heart.

He felt that with his own ability and enough knowledge, it would be much easier to build a mecha or something than it would be for some arrogant maniac!

At least he doesn’t even need a hammer! Joe can play with any steel alloy as mud!

Cutting is also very simple. Just look at it with your eyes and use a high-temperature laser to ensure that there are no burrs. You can cut it into any shape you want!

There will be no shortage of materials!

There is also a little leopard living at home. He can get a lot of vibranium, which is more expensive than gold! Aerospace alloys are also easy to get. There are so many satellites in space. You can secretly dismantle one of them! You can also get unlimited supplies.

Meteorite!

Don’t be afraid of the drawings, just use your eyes to understand them through perspective.

Joe feels that as long as he wants, he can build anything in the future!

Qiao found it very interesting to think about how he could div out various mechanical equipment by himself in the future.

"If I have the chance, I can make a high imitation of Optimus Prime!"

"Hahaha~" Qiao smiled happily.

He felt that he had a goal for the future. After awakening his ability, he became so invincible that he almost felt that life had no fun. Now he finally found a goal that he was interested in. It was complete!

There, Joe was looking forward to his future with a warehouse of motorcycles and sports cars.

"Click!" The motorcycle stalled.

"What's going on?"

Joe restarted the motorcycle, but before he could take two steps, the motorcycle stalled again!

He came down to check and found that the motorcycle's oil cylinder had bottomed out!

T'Challa didn't have any gas when he bought it yesterday. After playing for so long in the afternoon, the gas was already running low.

"Forget it, that's it for today. Let's play again next time."

Joe is now less interested in this Harley.

All I can think about is how handsome and cool the motorcycle I will make in the future will be, and it will definitely be much faster than this slow Harley!

He doesn't like this car!

"Tomorrow I'll go find some books to read, and when I get into school, I'll start designing my own motorcycle.

Well, I’m going to get some vibranium, I want my motorcycle to be made of vibranium!”

After thinking about it, Joe decided to forget it. He didn’t need vibranium for the first one. He just went to Wakanda. This is not good. When the little leopard goes back next time, go back with him!

"Let's use aerospace alloy. Go touch some in the sky, it should be barely usable."

Now he has set his sights very high!

"Meteorite will work too!"

While thinking about what to do with his motorcycle, Joe mentioned Harley and flew home.

After placing Harley back in its original position, Joe sneaked into his room again.

Have a good night's sleep.

…

The next day, when T'Challa woke up in the morning and was about to go out on his motorcycle, he found that the motorcycle could no longer start.

"It's strange, I remember there was still gas yesterday!" T'Challa said doubtfully, standing next to the motorcycle.

Joe walked past him silently without saying a word.

"Why is there no gas?" T'Challa looked at Joe suspiciously. His first reaction was that this matter had something to do with Joe.

"What are you looking at?"

T'Challa wanted to reply, "Look at you!" but after thinking about the strength of the two of them, he gave up.

"Second-hand, waste of gas!" said Joe.

T'Challa didn't believe Joe's lies. He had inspected the motorcycle after buying it yesterday. It was well maintained and there was no problem at all.

This matter must be related to Joe, but T'Challa couldn't find any evidence and had to give up.

This young man innocently pushed his Harley for four or five kilometers and ran to a gas station in town to fill it up with gas.

Half an hour later, T'Challa, wearing sunglasses, rode Harley in front of Joe,

"Come on, Joe, I'll take you for a ride!"

Someone completely forgot about his disgusting behavior last night, happily jumped on the motorcycle, snatched off T'Challa's sunglasses, and drove the person behind.

"I'll drive it," said Joe.

"You don't know how to..."

Before T'Challa could finish speaking, Joe started his motorcycle and rode onto the road.

When Joe was riding a motorcycle, he would just press the accelerator to the bottom, and the speed would pick up all of a sudden. T'Challa's words were a little unclear behind the wind.

"When did you learn that?"

T'Challa was confused.