The daily life of being a fried chicken chef in Meiman

Accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano, Stark sat on the leather sofa with his legs crossed, wearing sunglasses, shaking the red wine in his hand, and looking out the window quietly. .

"This is a place we poor people can't come to."

The voice sounded, and the black man in a fur coat placed one piece on the table and said to Stark.

"If you learn how to embezzle public funds, you can also drink red wine."

Stark placed the red wine in his hand on the small table, and the rotating red wine hit the glass, causing little ripples.

"I want to thank you for letting me see the real world. What is this?"

Stark picked up the black leather document and said.

"Since the appearance of Hulk, you should know that the world has changed."

"Avengers plan?"

Stark took off his sunglasses and looked up at Nick Fury.

"You also know that more and more superpowers are appearing. We need to organize some superpowers to see if we can do anything for them."

Nick Fury pointed to the street where people occasionally passed by.

"Well...Tony Stark, arrogant, proud..."

"That's an apt description, isn't it?"

Ignoring the somewhat annoyed eyes, Nick spread his hands.

"Yeah, you're right."

Stark nodded indifferently.

"I don't agree to join the Avengers."

"Okay, we can't agree."

Throwing the black leather items on Nick's table, Stark turned and left.

"Remember to pay the bill for me, a poor man!"

Looking at the retreating figure, Nick said loudly, then put the black leather case in his hand and pulled out two photos from it.

Above, there is a photo of a blurry blue ball of light and a huge black shadow of a farm.

"And a pair of wings?"

Nick stared at the huge black shadow with one eye and said to himself.

……

……

"Boom!"

At five o'clock in the morning, a huge truck parked in a warehouse in Green Ranch.

Hank took off his gloves and jumped out of the driver's seat of the truck.

"Gario, are you still there?"

Hank walked to the door of the warehouse and shouted.

"Gario?"

When no one responded, Hank turned on the lights in the warehouse, and the small yellow light bulb illuminated the huge warehouse.

"add……"

"Hello, sir."

A lazy female voice came from behind Hank.

"Who are you?"

Hank turned his head and looked at the tights in front of him and the woman with long maroon hair.

"Ma'am, you should know that this is my farm and it is illegal to break in."

Hank tilted his head and stepped back step by step until his heels touched the wall of the warehouse.

"I know, so I brought a search warrant. Please cooperate."

The sexy woman said.

"Please."

Hank opened his mouth and then said to the woman.

"No, I'm just here to ask you a question, do you know this thing?"

Natasha walked up to Hank and placed a photo in front of him.

The face was the rough outline of Galio who had just woken up in the dark night.

"do not know."

Hank's face was expressionless and he shook his head innocently.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Natasha smiled charmingly, took the photo back, and walked out of the door without saying a word.

Sitting in her car, Natasha paused for a while before driving away.

"Gario? Its name?"

……

……

Squinting at the car lights in the distance, Hank realized that his back was wet with cold sweat, and his whole body was shivering due to the breeze.

"who is she?"

At this moment, a huge black figure walked out of the warehouse and asked calmly.

"Did you hide just now?"

Hank asked.

"No, I just turned into a stone because I ran out of magic in my body."

Galio said.

"Come on, Ai Li said she wants to test your fried chicken skills."

Putting this unpleasant incident behind him, Hank's face showed a rare tenderness.

"Oh, yes, that's what I promised her."

Galio nodded and said.

"So are you going to be a fried chicken chef from now on?"

Walking to the back of the truck, Hank opened the container.

"I don't know how to return to Valoran for the time being, so I have to be a fried chicken chef."

"Besides, I'm tired of the endless wars in Valoran. It would be good to find a good place to rest."

Galio said, getting into the container on the truck.

The huge body stepped on the iron surface, making a loud sound.

The car's tires almost burst.

The truck started, and Galio sat firmly in the truck, with a small ring placed in the palm of his huge stone hand.

If a careful person looks at it carefully, he can find that there is a small magic circle slowly rotating on the surface of the ring.

"I don't want to turn into a stone statue..."

His palm suddenly clasped, Galio said dullly.

The noise from the truck had disappeared. The closed container suddenly opened, and a faint light shone in from the outside.

"come on in."

Hank waved to Galio.

"Come here."

Galio stood up.

"Oh! No no! Don't stand up!"

"Boom!"

A raised "mountain" appears on the red container.

"No, no, come out slowly!"

Hank's voice had become shrill, and his glasses pupils shrank sharply.

"boom!"

The tires of the overwhelmed car were directly squeezed, and white air waves blew the surrounding dust far away.

"squeak!"

Galio walked to the back of the truck, and due to his own weight, the head of the truck gradually lifted up, like a seesaw.

"Matt Falk..."

Hank stood blankly at the back door of the fried chicken restaurant, cursing.

"Boom!"

Finally, Galio stepped out of the container, and the front of the truck landed heavily on the hard ground.

Looking at the ruined truck, Hank opened his mouth but hesitated to speak.

"Hey! Big Rock!"

Ellie, who had been waiting for a long time, ran to Galio's side wearing a white princess dress.

"Good morning, little Ellie."

Galio put his palm on the ground, and Ellie followed the trend of her generous palm and climbed to Galio's shoulder.

"Gario, Ellie, come in quickly, don't be seen."

"Don't worry, there are no cameras on this street."

Hank said.

Mrs. Green looked at Ellie who was laughing heartily with a smile on her face, and was very pleased.

"My wife, haven't you seen that your man's truck has turned into a pile of scrap metal?"

Hank shouted exaggeratedly from the side.

"Don't you know how to fix it? Honey"

Mrs. Green smiled slightly and said.

The depressed Hank could only focus on Ellie.

"Don't you know how to fix it? My stupid dad!"

Seeing two figures, one large and one small, entering the fried chicken shop through the warehouse door, Hank had a mmm smile on his face.

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