The Taoist Master's Book of Merit[Zhongyingmei]

To be honest, Yan Zhiyu felt that his eye sockets were a little moist.

He blinked, hugged Natasha and rubbed him intimately, expressing his love for her.

It was rare for Natasha to throw him out.

Yan Zhiyu clenched his arms tightly, feeling that the body of the superhero in his arms was extremely fragile. He rubbed her hair, thinking that he must protect her and the rest of the Avengers.

He has a superb sword box, a Chongyang set with super defensive power, and he also has a self-service system that loves him very much. He used to be the best little Dangdang in this session of Wudang School.

He must be able to protect Natasha and Clinton who have no internal force, no system and no superpowers.

After Yan Zhiyu calmed down, Natasha asked him curiously, "Where did you go before the captain found you?"

Yan Zhiyu recalled his pole dancing in an underground bar, and felt that this was a proposition.

He stuttered and said, "I'm going... I'm going to learn to dance! With a beautiful and kind young lady."

Natasha noticed that when Yan Zhiyu said this, Steve, who was standing not far behind Yan Zhiyu, his face was blank for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about something, and then he became gloomy for a moment down.

Seeing Steve's reaction, Natasha knew that the kid was lying to her again, and must have been influenced by the venom to do something bad.

"Oh, learn to dance." Natasha let go of Yan Zhiyu with a smile, and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes gently, "I want to see you dance, but I haven't seen you dance yet."

Looking at Natasha's eyes, Yan Zhiyu knew that he was going to be cold today.

He told Natasha that he didn't learn it, so he stopped dancing.

Natasha narrowed her eyes and stared at him until Yan Zhiyu was about to lose, she patted him on the shoulder, smiled at him, and said nothing.

Yan Zhiyu guessed from her heavy hands that this meant to settle accounts after Qiuhou.

"What kind of dance did you learn?" Steve, who had been silent all this time, came over suddenly, frowning tightly, with a dangerous expression on his face.

Yan Zhiyu hesitated, not daring to say that he learned pole dancing.

He was afraid that if he said it here today, Steve and Natasha would take it tomorrow and beat him to death with the steel pipe kindly provided by Tony.

Seeing Yan Zhiyu's guilty conscience, Steve's heart gradually sank to the bottom. He couldn't believe that the well-behaved and shy boy in front of him would be controlled by the venom to learn that kind of dance.

Although Steve is an old man from the last century, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand what the card that Yan Zhiyu stuffed him before represents.

A business card for the manager of a speakeasy, featuring a boldly dressed dancer in a seductive pose on a table.

This intentional recruitment card, combined with the disheveled Yan Zhiyu.

There was no room for Steve to think of some special dance.

Like striptease.

The old man in his 90s has only been to regular bars with Ba Ji, and he has never been to a speakeasy. His understanding of speakeasies is based on what he has seen on the Internet and his own imagination.

Grandpa Steve felt that the underground, the bar, must not be a serious place, and he did not believe that the underground bar would teach Yan Zhiyu tap dancing or ballroom dancing.

Steve looked at Yan Zhiyu with a dark face, feeling very irritable. He knew that he should trust Yan Zhiyu, he was not someone who would go to that kind of place, but the venom was affecting him, so he could do anything.

I really don't know where Yan Zhiyu has learned. Fortunately, he wears a shirt with many buttons, and it is not convenient to take it off.

Then Steve remembered that the buttons of Yan Zhiyu's shirt had been torn violently.

Steve planned to wait for everyone to withdraw, and ask Yan Zhiyu what happened alone. His family is so obedient, it is impossible to dance that kind of dance.

He wants to trust his family, but he still cares a little about how the buttons on Yan Zhiyu's clothes became like that.

Yan Zhiyu was frightened by the black-faced Steve, he coughed lightly and raised his hand and said that he really didn't learn anything.

Natasha smiled and said nothing.

Deadpool, who quietly peeked at Spider-Man's buttocks, tilted his head and looked over. He said suspiciously, "You learned to dance? Why didn't I know? Didn't you get blocked in a small alley?"

After hearing Deadpool's words, Jarvis quickly retrieved the surveillance videos of all the underground bars and nearby alleys in New York, and successfully found the video of Yan Zhiyu being blocked by several men.

He considered Yan Zhiyu's feelings.So I didn't play the video, but just tactfully relayed what happened, omitting the details that might have a negative impact on Yan Zhiyu's heart or self-esteem.

Natasha's eyes were frighteningly bright after hearing this, and she didn't speak, just playing games with the widow, with a sinister smile on her face.

Steve took a deep breath and thanked Deadpool. Deadpool secretly hugged the little spider and told Steve that it was all right, and I also received a thank you gift.

As he spoke, he hung him behind his back all the time, and took off the bandage-wrapped thing. He unwrapped the bandage and took out a flying sword.

"Look! I found it. It's a fine sword. I won't need a razor when I have it. Well, I don't have a beard, but I have leg hair!"

Yan Zhiyu was stunned when he saw the sword clearly. This one looks exactly like his, no, this is his flying sword.

He quickly took out the sword box and pulled out all his flying swords. He counted them carefully and found that he was really missing one.

After the Battle of New York, Yan Zhiyu hadn't fought much, and he really didn't know that he had lost one of his swords.

The flying sword was held by Deadpool, it struggled desperately, it saw its owner, it wanted to go back, it didn't want to shave the legs of this ugly monster anymore!

Fei Jian: Save me, save me, take me away! ! !

But Yan Zhiyu didn't take it back, because Deadpool saved him, Yan Zhiyu gave this flying sword to Deadpool to express his gratitude.

Xiao Dangdang has a lot of flying swords, one less will not affect life.

He walked over to touch the trembling flying sword, and told it to follow Deadpool obediently, remember to help him, protect him, and fly back by himself if he gets homesick.

Fei Jianxin said that I am homesick now, and it suddenly struggled hard, broke free from Deadpool's control, and rushed into the sword box with a whoosh, rather than die.

Yan Zhiyu smiled awkwardly, and told Deadpool, it's not sensible, so don't worry about it like it does.Then give Deadpool a universal ring with no school restrictions.

Deadpool put away the ring that looked like jade, thinking about waiting for him to go back and engrave it, and send it to his little spider sweetheart.

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Dr. Tony and Dr. Banner are analyzing the composition of the venom in the laboratory, and vaguely found that it is a regenerative alien creature with strong recovery ability.

Its characteristics are very suitable for adding to armor, and can bring a qualitative leap in the defense of equipment.

"Sir, I suggest you look at the public opinion on the Internet." Jarvis, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly said.

"What's the matter? The one on fire, hasn't the restored video been released?"

"Sir, someone knows about Venom." Jarvis said, projecting his evaluation. "They were panicking and they demanded that the venom be destroyed."

Tony sees the spearhead of public opinion, which has shifted from Facebook killing people to how Venom can control superheroes.

The first thing that drove this public opinion was a long article posted by an unknown netizen. This article magnified the adverse effects of venom on superheroes, and vaguely mentioned in it that the reason why Facebook kills people is because they are controlled by venom. .

Its title is 'It turns out that superheroes can also become super criminals. In this world, what is worthy of trust by ordinary people. '

Meanwhile, Tony receives a video call request from S.H.I.E.L.D. director Nick Fury.

After Tony connected, he saw Nick Fury sitting in a swivel chair, and said with a serious expression, "Tony Stark, give us the venom. The government is putting pressure on it to destroy all the venom, or hand it over to the government's research department." Research."

Tony took the test tube and said it was impossible.

Nick Fury took out government documents and emphasized once again that this was mandated by the government and cannot be refuted.

"We caught this. The government has no right to order us." Tony sneered, and handed the extracted item to Dr. Banner.

Dr. Banner also read the evaluation, his face turned white and green in anger, and finally put the test tube aside with a green face.And turn off comments, out of sight, out of mind.

"You must hand over the venom." Nick Fury lowered his voice, "If you don't hand it over, the next time public opinion will appear will be the superhero bill, Tony."

Tony didn't speak, he looked at Nick Fury, and then at the online reviews, he thought for a long time, and found that he really had no room to resist.

He had to give up the idea of ​​putting venom in his armor, it was a good idea, and the Government Research Institute, to be honest, was a bunch of hot dogs.

The people from S.H.I.E.L.D. quickly rushed to the Avengers Building, and among those who came was Coulson, who had the best relationship with the Avengers.

He punched Clinton who was jumping over, approached the laboratory, took the bottle of venom from the cold-faced Tony, and before leaving, he suddenly whispered to Tony, "Be careful of S.H.I.E.L.D. "

Tony looked at the back of Coulson leaving, frowned, and asked Jarvis to find out what happened to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Coulson boarded the plane with a bottle of venom. He only brought the pilot, and his team was on a mission. Now the S.H.I.E.L.D., he doesn't trust anyone.

"Back to S.H.I.E.L.D.?" the pilot asked.

Coulson held the bottle, stared at the venom inside, and said softly, "No, let's go to Metropolis."

"Sir, you should go back to SHIELD."

Coulson felt that the situation was not right, he turned his head suddenly but only felt that his eyes were dark, he held the bottle tightly and hid it under his body, but his consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally he felt that someone took the bottle away .