The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 22 Dad!

When the Rathma Church fell into silence, deafening rock music was playing in the laboratory of the Stark Industrial Building.

Tony Stark was looking at the emails the linguists had sent him back, which he had arranged for Jarvis to send before he went to bed.

Less than a day later, the linguists sent back emails.

Why so fast?

It's all thanks to the banknotes. Stark gave them enough banknotes that almost the entire language academic community was fully operational.

Looking at the mixed deciphering results in the email, Stark rubbed his head with a headache.

"Jarvis, summarize and analyze these mailings. Give me the content that is closest to the correct answer."

"Okay, sir."

Jarvis began to use the supercomputer in the laboratory to start calculations.

Listening to the humming sound of the cooling fan when the supercomputer was running, Stark picked up the whiteboard gold coin from the table, and cursed secretly.

"Angelo, the damn magician!"

At this time, he still stubbornly believed that this was a kind of magic done by new technology.

"Tony!" Pepper said from the door, and Jarvis paused the music very winkingly.

"Don't turn off the music." Tony said to Jarvis without looking back.

"Tony!" Pepper's tone was a little annoyed, "At this time, you should be preparing to go to New York to attend the award ceremony, instead of studying a gold coin here."

"Oh, oh, ok..." Tony stood up and stuffed the gold coins into his pocket. "Just in time to meet that damn magician."

"Okay, and about the arrangements for the MIT commencement speech..."

"That was in June, and it's still far away."

"They're here to urge you, I'll help you agree first..."

"Please! Help me block it, don't press me." Tony picked up a cup of coffee and took a sip.

What else Pepper wanted to say, Jarvis' voice suddenly remembered.

"Sir and Miss Pepper, excuse me, the text has been deciphered. It probably means Not even Death can save you from me (even death can't save you), referring to the text in religion, this should be a kind of divine pattern ..."

"Oh~ God damn it! Where did it come from!" Tony put down the quilt, "We're leaving now! Pepper, go tell Happy to come with you."

...

At the same time, in the Trident Building, Nick Fury's office.

"Director, are you looking for me?" A worrying middle-aged man with a high hairline walked into the office on the top floor with a smile on his face.

"Colson, now I have a task for you to do. You take the team to New York to get in touch with this person." Nick Fury sent Coulson the video of Angelo slaughtering the Baird gang .

Coulson looked down for a moment, then thought for a while and asked, "This person is..."

"Our S.H.I.E.L.D. is the Earth's last line of defense against the universe. You once contacted Captain Marvel with me. You should know. We need to form a special team to deal with threats from the universe."

Coulson smiled and nodded, "I see, I will bring him back."

"Well, go." Nick Fury nodded and stopped talking.

...

There was no dream all night, Angelo actually didn't sleep well at all, suddenly a strange little girl lived in the house (church), he had a dream.

He dreamed that Ganata said that he was hungry with a pitiful face, then wolfed down all his steaks, and then ate the whole church one bite at a time! Then continue to yell at him!

"Huh~" An Qiluo got up from the bed abruptly, gulping and wearing rough clothes.

It seems that I was scared out of the shadow by Ganata's swallowing way yesterday...

An Qiluo calmed down a little before washing up and going out.

As a result, as soon as he left the room door, a childish voice rang in his ears.

"dad!"

An Qiluo was struck by lightning!

"Ha! What, what?" Angelo said several whats, and stared at Ganata standing by the door in a daze. Ganata was wearing a nun's costume that was several times too big, and looked at him cutely with her two small hands behind her back.

Ganata had a naive face, "Dad, you're up~"

Angelo:? ? ? How can I be happy to be a father after a night of sleep?

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Angelo squatted down, looking into Ganata's purple eyes, "How can you call me daddy, your own daddy will be upset."

I'm not married yet! Not even a girlfriend! What's the matter with a daughter appearing out of nowhere!

Ganata stretched out a small hand and broke her fingers, and said with a troubled face, "What should I call you, although you haven't bought me those delicious-looking cakes like those children's fathers, but you gave me I ate a nice steak and I was given a nice new dress..."

Speaking of this, Ganata looked at him pitifully, "Don't you want to be my father, can you not drive me away? I don't want cake, or the daily steak can be reduced by one-third, Or cut it in half..."

Hearing this, An Qiluo's heart shuddered. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of life Ganata had before, and he could become so cautious.

Seeing Jiali's heart-wrenching appearance, An Qiluo couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped forward to hug Ganata, "Okay, okay, okay. I am willing to be your father. You can do it anywhere. You don’t need to go, this is your home, and you will be able to eat every meal in the future.”

At this time, An Qiluo's mind was full of the image of Ganata carefully negotiating the conditions just now. As for having a daughter without a girlfriend, why Ganata's biological father would be unhappy, so get out!

Ganata's biological father is not a good person if he can abandon her. At worst, if he finds her at the time, he will "talk" to the other party in person.

Ganata carefully lay on An Qiluo's shoulder, sniffing the smell on his shoulder, and feeling the surging energy in the other's body.

"Well, is this the smell of Dad? It smells delicious, but this is Dad, so you can't eat it!"

Angelo caught a glimpse of the orange figure flashing past the corner of the stairs from the corner of his eyes, and he knew it was the big fat cat of the orange seat.

But he doesn't care, the most important thing now is Lao Tzu's daughter, let that big fat cat play by itself.

In fact, just based on An Qiluo's age in his previous life, quite a few of his peers were already married and had children. He just didn't want to get married in his previous life, and now suddenly such a lovely girl comes to his door, isn't that a one-step process?

An Qiluo secretly nodded his praise for his enterprise and understanding.

"Ganata, Jiali, is it okay for me to call you that?" Angelo gently looked at the little person in his arms as he went downstairs, and decided to give him a nickname, which would always be Ganata Ganata screamed, too raw.

"Well, it's fine, as long as Dad likes it." Ganata nodded slightly, agreeing to the name Jiali.

"By the way, Jiali, you didn't care about other people calling you Dad, did you?" An Qiluo asked out of nowhere.

"No." Jiali said with some disappointment, "Those kind-hearted uncles and aunts scared me away when they saw that I could eat so well..."

"That's good, that's good." An Qiluo hugged Jiali, and then said with a smile, "Don't worry, Dad won't let you go hungry."

Angelo went downstairs with Jiali in his arms, thinking that he would take Jiali to buy clothes that fit him, and take Jiali to eat a cake that she said looked delicious!

By the way, he has also heard that the father-in-law in the United States talks to his son-in-law with a shotgun. If Jiali grows up and finds a bastard boyfriend, he will interrupt that bastard with a shotgun It's better to prepare in advance, and buy one from that bastard Alexei later, um, the most powerful one...

When An Qiluo was thinking wildly, Tachibana quietly followed behind them, watching An Qiluo look like a mad devil, a satisfied (perverted) smile appeared on the fat cat's face...