The wrist of the Marvel world

New Mexico.

In the inaccessible western area, not a single human figure can be seen in the field of vision.

On the asphalt road of the main road, there were not even a few vehicles passing through.

Only the birds flying by at low altitude and the small animals on the grassland made a few strange calls and then disappeared over the horizon.

The end of the horizon.

A graceful figure walks slowly on the asphalt gravel road.

It is different from the slightly rough faces of westerners who have been exposed to wind and sand for a long time.

Her skin is fair, like gelatin.

The gravel-laden wind passed by, and the gravel dispersed automatically, leaving only the figure's long pale red hair blown by the wind and waves.

Although she didn't show it deliberately, every step she took seemed to exude charm.

The woman seems to be unfamiliar with everything around her.

Keep walking along the asphalt paved road while observing the surrounding environment.

She believed that even if no one passed by, the place this road led to would still be a gathering place for people.

The road I have traveled before must start again from here.

Between thoughts.

Directly in front of him, figures other than birds and beasts finally appeared.

A red car drove slowly from the opposite side of the woman.

The woman looked at the unfamiliar vehicle and the person in the driving position.

It's a man.

The woman stayed where she was and waited.

She seemed to firmly believe that the man driving the vehicle would stop for him.

The man saw the woman's figure from a long distance away.

It is not difficult to tell the gender from the figure.

In such an inaccessible place, the scary thing is not encountering wild animals.

On the contrary, I am afraid of meeting these women walking alone on the road.

Although they are women, these women walking alone are likely to reveal their ferocious fangs that are no weaker than those of wild beasts.

I originally wanted to avoid the woman on the road.

But this road is the only way for me to pass by, so I have no choice but to continue driving.

At worst, he could just rush over and not give this woman a chance to communicate, and nothing would happen to him.

The man thought so.

But when his vehicle was driving closer and closer to the woman.

The man finally saw clearly the face of the woman standing on the road.

So beautiful.

Just a simple movement of moving the hair next to the ear made the man's heart itch.

The speed of the vehicle is slowing down.

The fascinated man stares at the woman, and the woman stares at him.

Just say a word, say a word.

At least you should listen to what this beautiful woman's voice sounds like.

The man thought this, the car drove slowly in front of the woman, and he said:

"What's your name and where are you going?"

"Lorelai."

The woman responded, her voice full of temptation.

The moment he heard these words, the man felt as if he had fallen in love with this woman named Lorelei.

He can do anything for this woman, even die for her.

If only Lorelai could talk to him more.

Even if he thinks this is wrong.

"I will be with you until the end." Lorelai asked the man:

"Take me to a place where there are people, okay?

The tone didn't sound like a request, but more like a calm command.

Does he want to be with me forever?

The man subconsciously nodded in agreement and invited Lorelai to get in the car.

The vehicle starts.

The man was sitting in the driver's seat and driving the car, looking at Lorelai in the passenger seat next to him from time to time.

She is so beautiful, and he is still his.

Press the accelerator firmly and the car speeds along the road.

Ten minutes later.

The vehicle drives to the location of the temporary gas station.

Men often refuel their vehicles here.

The same is true this time.

He signaled Lorelai to wait in the car, filled up the gas, and took Lorelai to a crowded place.

Serves as a temporary gas station in the western region.

It not only receives passing vehicles.

There are also a bunch of bosozokus who have nothing to do and drive their motorcycles around every day.

There are about a dozen people.

The leader of the Bosozoku clan noticed Lorelei in the passenger seat when the vehicle entered the gas station.

He thinks the same as the man.

She is so beautiful.

Although he already has a wife, the leader of the Bosozoku clan still wants to strike up a conversation with the co-pilot, Lorelai.

As for whether the man behind the wheel objected, he didn't care.

His brother will also help him stop this man.

Holding a bottle of beer in his hand, the leader of the Bosozoku gang made a pose that he thought was handsome, leaning on the passenger door.

He shook the wine bottle in his hand and said to Lorelei:

"Beauty, you are such a beautiful woman. Men can choose at will. Why do you want to be with this loser? Is he rich?"

As he spoke, the Bosozoku leader pointed at the man who was cheering.

At this time, the man was already surrounded by other members of the Bosozoku clan. He wanted to come over, but he couldn't.

"I didn't follow him, but he escorted me."

Lorelai got up from the car, opened the car door and walked towards the Bosozoku leader. While answering, she looked at the Bosozoku leader in front of her.

"So, are you in trouble?"

The leader of the Bosozoku clan was overjoyed when he heard Lorelai's answer. He took a sip of beer to soothe his mood and felt that his body was inexplicably stronger. He asked:

“If you need a place to escape the limelight, this is the place.”

At this moment, someone from the Bosozoku clan was riding away, and the roar of the motorcycle's accelerator attracted Lorelei's attention.

Lorelei, who had never seen this kind of vehicle before, spoke at this moment:

"What kind of mount is that?"

She regarded the motorcycle as an Asgardian beast.

The leader of the Bosozoku tribe didn't think it was unusual. It was normal to call a motorcycle a mount. He answered:

"The 1987 classic Softail motorcycle. Of course I have a better one. If you want to hear its roar, you can choose to ride on my motorcycle."

As he spoke, he walked towards his own motorcycle.

"Excellent."

Lorelai, who was following closely behind, stroked the motorcycle of the leader of the Bosozoku clan and muttered to herself, and then asked the leader:

"May I have your name?"

"Dewey."

The leader of the Bosozoku clan, who finally had a chance to show off, answered and pointed to the rooster symbol on his chest:

"My men prefer to call me Rooster."

"Do you have any more men?"

After hearing this, Lorelei asked, her words becoming a little excited.

What she wants to complete is her own revenge, so the army is what she needs.

Controlling their leaders is equivalent to controlling the army.

She did the same thing six hundred years ago.

With a surprised tone, Lorelai looked around at the other bosozokus and asked:

"Dewey, these are your men, so you are their leader, right?"

"Yes."

Dewey nodded in reply. He felt that the woman in front of him was interested in him because of the number of his men.

But the next moment.

Lorelai stretched out her arms and put her slender arms on Dewey's shoulders. Her eyes with slender eyelashes stared at Dewey, getting closer and closer.

Charming words came out of her mouth:

"You and your men are now loyal to me."

"Is he harassing you?"

The cheering man finally seized the opportunity, walked up to Lorelai, and asked.

"No, no, no, he didn't harass me, he is already mine." Lorelai responded.

"Your people?" the man said eagerly:

"No, I am yours. You said we would be together forever, remember?"

The man was so excited that all the bosozokus gathered around him.

"I said we would be together until the end."

Lorelai said.

As he spoke, his eyes signaled the Bosozoku to take action.

After receiving the order, the Bosouzu clan members killed the man without hesitation.

After all, their hands have always had human lives on them.

Lorelei walked towards the dead man, her words became colder and she said:

"But now is the end."

As he spoke, Lorelai returned to Dewey, and he said to Dewey:

"Now, let's go, I need gold, you can get it with me, right?"

"certainly."

Dewey spoke.

At the same time, he got on his own motorcycle and started the engine to produce the roar of the motorcycle.

Lorelai also got on the motorcycle.

The bosozokus were heading in a certain direction together.

...

After one hour.

In a certain bar.

Dewey held his purse in his hand and opened it. Rolls of banknotes came out of the purse and were placed on the table in front of him.

He handed the banknotes to Lorelai in front of him like a treasure.

He took the banknote and said to Dewey doubtfully:

"I asked for gold, but what I was given was a pile of paper."

As he spoke, he threw the banknotes in his hand at Dewey.

Taking the tossed banknotes, Dewey explained:

"It's cash, like gold, it's the currency here."

As he spoke, he unfolded the banknotes in his hand, revealing the portraits of the characters on the banknotes.

After learning that banknotes were the same as gold, Lorelei became interested and looked at the characters on the banknotes and said:

"Then who is the ugly woman up there?"

"He was a man, he was president, he ruled the country, so he put it on the currency," Dewey explained.

Only then did Lorelei take the banknotes, and after observing them carefully, she asked:

"Do you think I'll be on a banknote?"

"certainly."

The next moment Dewey answered, a figure broke into the bar.

Looking at Dewey who was guarding Lorelei, she roared:

"Dewey, I've been looking for you all day and you didn't answer the phone. I thought you were dead. What are you doing here?"

Dewey was about to step forward to explain.

Lorelai said irritably:

"Who is this person? He is so noisy."

"This is my wife." Dewey ignored his wife and turned to Lorelei to explain.

"Wife?"

Lorelai's eyes became playful, and he locked eyes with Dewey and said:

"In your eyes, who is better, me or your wife?"

"He's nothing compared to you," Dewey said.

Dewey's wife was completely furious when she heard this:

"The person who is nothing is the owner of this bar. Get out of my bar!"

"The noise she makes makes me irritated."

Lorelei spoke at this moment, looking at Dewey's wife who was still driving away the Bosozoku members:

"Rooster, you are mine, tell her to shut up."

The next moment, after hearing this, Dewey clamped his hands on his wife's neck:

"I'm sorry honey, but Lorelai said you were being too noisy."

As he spoke, the strength in his hands grew stronger and stronger.

The woman tried hard to struggle, but her strength was not as strong as that of the man. As Dewey gradually exerted his strength, the woman felt that she had already seen the God who greeted her.

Just when she was in despair.

A voice rang in everyone's ears.

A sturdy young man with red hair entered the room from the door of the bar, looked at the scene in front of him and said:

"It seems like it was quite a coincidence that I came here."