The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 41 Uncle Long is a Master

Little Jiali nodded her head half-understood, although she still didn't quite understand what daddy meant by "stupid X", but as long as she listened to her daddy and walked away when she saw that ugly monster~

...

Uncle Long was not intimidated by the appalling appetite of Xiao Jiali and Tachibana.

He worked hard all afternoon and cooked a sumptuous dinner in the evening.

Before Uncle Long left the church at night, An Qiluo looked at Uncle Long's temples soaked in sweat, and couldn't bear it, so he said, "Uncle Long, when you are too busy, you can ask No. 1 to help you, there is no need to do it all by yourself." do it."

"It's okay, just be busy, once you get busy, you won't think wildly." Uncle Long zipped up his jacket with a smile, "It's okay, An Qiluo, don't worry about me, you young people have your young people. Life, care about what is going on with me, an old man."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Angelo to say anything, Uncle Long quickened his pace, left the church, and ran to the house he rented on the corner of the street.

An Qiluo opened his mouth, but seeing Uncle Long's back under the street lamp, he finally didn't say anything, just sighed.

Uncle Long is not like an ordinary restaurant chef or restaurant owner, so there must be some story behind it.

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After seeing off Uncle Long, An Qiluo watched TV with little Jiali for a while. Little Jiali pointed at the picture on the news station and shouted excitedly at Angelo.

"Dad~ Look, this is the godfather! He's on TV!"

Angelo smiled and poured a glass of lemonade for Little Gali, "Little princess, isn't it normal for Stark to be on TV? If you take out the two sports car white notes he gave you, maybe you can too." television."

At this moment, An Qiluo suddenly felt that it was reasonable to say that his daughter is rich, at least he is not very poor! There is also a cathedral in the real estate! What's more, little Gali has a rich godfather like Stark.

Otherwise, if you really meet a playboy like Stark in the future, you will have to be fooled around.

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Two days have passed since Uncle Long's first day at the church.

What's the story of Uncle Long, An Qiluo didn't specifically ask these two days, all he needs is a chef who can cook Chinese dishes, obviously Uncle Long is perfect at this point, the craftsmanship is not the same as those in the previous life The chef in the hotel was poor, and he even took care of the work of purchasing ingredients. This undoubtedly saved Angelo a lot of things.

Besides, in Hell's Kitchen, are there not many people with stories?

In the past two days, Uncle Long has been cooking different Huaguo cuisines for everyone in different ways. Compared with the craftsmanship of the previous skeletons, it is simply a heaven and an underground. Even compared to No. 6's skill, it's more than a notch better.

This morning, Angelo just woke up from the bed when he heard a burst of rhythmic shouting from the backyard of the church.

"drink!"

"ha!"

Listening to the voice, it looks like the group of No. 1 and the others?

Angelo was so curious that even his original plan to stay in bed disappeared, he got dressed and walked to the window, looking downstairs.

I saw that in the backyard, the original grass had been cleared to create a large open space. At this time, No. 1 and others were following Uncle Long on the open space... Zamabu?

This is punching?

Angelo can recognize the Zama step, which is the basic step in the traditional Chinese martial art - Zama step.

But what he didn't expect was that Uncle Long was actually a veteran of martial arts! It looks like it is still very powerful! Teacher No. 1 and others also teach well!

Even little Jiali got up early, and was standing with them at this time, pouting her mouth solemnly, and striding forward.

Angelo felt inexplicably wanting to laugh when he saw Xiao Jiali's bun-faced face. Although Xiao Jiali had a serious face, why did she get cuter the more she looked at it?

Seeing that there were no emergencies, An Qiluo was relieved, and planned to ask Uncle Long what was going on later.

When An Qiluo finished washing, Tachibana also just moved out of Xiaojiali's room with his big fat buttocks twisted. This big lazy cat didn't get up early like everyone else, but waited until it was almost time for dinner every day.

An Qiluo actually saw an inexplicable complicated expression on the face of this big fat cat, which made him inexplicably think of the scene where the middle-aged man patted his big belly and lamented that time is a butcher's knife? ? ?

However, he shook his head amusedly, and shook this outrageous thought out of his mind. Even if the big fat cat Tachibana is not simple, but no matter how difficult it is, can it still make such an anthropomorphic expression?

Well, I must be thinking too much!

An Qiluo picked up the back of Tachibana's neck and hugged it. Tachibana only struggled a few times symbolically. Faced with the choice between food and dignity, it decisively chose food.

There is no way, what kind of bad thoughts can a kitty have, it's just a mid-life crisis...

One person and one cat came to the yard in this strange atmosphere. At this time, the "National Arts Women's Troupe" led by Uncle Long had also finished their morning exercises, and No. 1 and others were wiping their sweat and planning to start their day's work.

Strangely, No. 1 and the others were all sweating a lot, but Xiao Jiali, a child, ran around like a normal person, pestering Uncle Long to teach him some practical kung fu.

Uncle Long also coaxed little Jiali to play with a smile, and even gave her a special set of punches.

After No. 1 and the others put on their coats on their practice uniforms and left the backyard, An Qiluo went up holding Tachibana.

"Daddy, good morning! And you, Tachibana too!"

Seeing Tachibana and her father coming down, little Jiali cheered, left Uncle Long behind, and ran towards An Qiluo.

"Little princess, you are too early!"

Angelo chuckled and threw Ju Zuo to the grass beside him, hugged little Jiali, greeted her, and stretched out his hand to scrape her little nose before looking at Uncle Long.

Orange seat:? ? ?

So, love doesn't disappear, it just shifts, right?

Ju Zuo, who was thrown on the grass beside him, didn't realize it until he landed on the ground, and looked at him with a dazed expression. The fat cat's face was full of doubts.

"Morning, Uncle Long, what are you...?" An Qiluo ignored the obviously smart, over-the-top big fat cat, but looked at Uncle Long inquiringly.

While wiping his hands with a towel, Uncle Long wore a humble smile typical of Chinese people.

"An Qiluo, don't I know a little bit about Chinese martial arts? If you are Chinese, you should know domestic kung fu, right?"

"Well, I've heard of it," An Qiluo nodded, with a smile on his face, "But, Uncle Long, I think you don't just understand a little, do you?"

He doesn't know what the martial arts in the Marvel world are like, but in the previous life, due to Bruce Lee's reasons, many foreign people have already made domestic kung fu myths in their hearts, especially in the hearts of some Yankees. It's like a fantasy Taoism, and every Chinese should know how to do it.

But An Qiluo knew that this was all nonsense. Of course, that was just the previous life, and there was no supernatural power there. However, it is hard to say now in the world of Marvel, where the value of force has collapsed.

As for, how did he see that Uncle Long is definitely not what he just said he understands? That's because, when he saw Uncle Long upstairs demonstrating how to zama step to No. 1 and others just now, An Qiluo unexpectedly I felt an aura of a master in Uncle Long's body! Moreover, Uncle Long's zama step posture can advance, attack, retreat or defend!

With An Qiluo's force, he could still feel that the opponent was a master. Although Uncle Long couldn't beat him in a one-on-one situation, it would definitely not be a problem against most ordinary people or even well-trained soldiers!

Uncle Long opened his mouth, just about to say something to explain, but at this moment, the sound of a high-heeled shoe running suddenly came from the front hall of the church, accompanied by Pepper's anxious shout.

"Angelo! Father! Are you there? Tony is missing!"