Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Chapter 352.
It is also Aaron's "unreserved" that except for the identity of the traverser and the system plug-in, he shared everything with Gwen without reservation, which made Gwen feel extra at ease.

Gwen was already very distressed that she couldn't tell about the spider gene without telling her family.

But at least there is Aaron who can share secrets without reservation, and bear it together, which is great.

In fact, Gwen can also vaguely feel that Aaron has a deepest secret, even a burden of great pressure, but it is hidden in the deepest part of his heart, and he bears it silently.

But Gwen really doesn't care much anymore.

Gwen believed that Aaron would not harm her, and would only consider her wholeheartedly, and that was enough.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even tell her about this miraculous ability without reservation, or even pass it on to her at any cost.

Aaron chooses to suffer silently, and Gwen will also choose to support silently.

Is Aaron suffering silently?
Honestly, yes.

Don't look at the fact that Aaron has drawn two high-level cards recently, but they only improved step by step. The attribute improvement of a few hundred points is more than enough compared to the current situation. What is the difference between purple sweet potato essence?
It's just that the ants have become stronger ants.

The limit of the super character card is another level for Aaron, because the attribute value is no longer the standard, and the attribute range is 1000~? ? ? .

No account is given of higher levels of mystical energies either.

Aaron is now abusing food and can abuse it very well, but compared to the overall strength of the entire multiverse, it is not high enough.

The pressure-free sling under the Hulk, but not to mention the king of purple potatoes snapping fingers, is at the level of Odin and Dormammu. Aaron still can't imagine its power.

It's as if Aaron had to hide as far away as possible when he saw the host of the Phoenix Force and the sporadic power of the Phoenix Force.

There is no end to becoming stronger, and you can't help but talk about it.

On the other side of the world, Russia.

Siberia, Vladivostok.

Midi is still in the season of high and crisp autumn, and even the south coast is still at the end of summer, but it is already icy and snowy here.

It was windy and snowy, even at noon, it was gloomy like evening, and many lights had been lit on the street.

Dark places in the streets and alleys.

A tall, big shoulders and round waist, looks a bit like a bear standing upright, an extremely majestic middle-aged Caucasian man.

There is also a pair of slightly exaggerated strong long arms and big hands like cattail fans.

It looks even longer and thicker than Hawkeye Clint's long arms.

It's like two gorilla arms stretched out from the bear's shoulders.

The upper body is only wearing a shirt and leather jacket, and the lower body is just a pair of jeans and leather boots. The leather jacket is still open, which is similar to the people on Midi's side.

The biting cold seemed to have no effect on it.

It is very in line with the character design of a bottle of vodka in the fighting nation.

This man has slightly curly half-length hair, a beard, a deep scar under his left eye, and several gold teeth can be seen in his mouth. He wears sunglasses and holds a toothpick in his mouth.

But this person did not show any smugness, nor was he arrogant.

Instead, it is quiet and introverted, with a ferocious air that is attracted but not released.

It's like a black iron epee without a front, which looks as dark as a fire stick, but when swung it has the force of breaking mountains and cracking rocks.

This person had just sent away a well-wrapped young man of Asian descent. He used a small bag of something he didn't know what it was, and replaced it with an envelope.

This person pulled out the contents of the envelope lightly, and his thick and long fingers, which were as thick as a small carrot, were extremely dexterous and stable.

Inside the envelope was a passport whose name was Boris Todinov. It was not at all next to the "Ivan" that the Asian young man called him just now.

There is also a ticket that reads "F1 Grand Prix Monaco - the highest prize money in history".

"Anton, wait a little longer, it will be ready soon..." The middle-aged man took out a necklace from his pocket, kissed the cross pendant, muttered to himself, put the envelope in his arms, and greeted the sky full of flowers. Blizzard, striding and disappearing at the end of the alley...

Manhattan, Stark Tower.

Tony's personal gym.

The sound of fists striking protective gear is endless.

Tony Stark and his bodyguard and driver, Big Fatty Happy, are having a great time in the ring.

It's just that compared to the big fat man who only wears a T-shirt and boxer shorts, Tony has three layers inside and three layers outside, and a sports vest over the hoodie.

The indoor environment is 25 degrees Celsius, so it is suitable to wear short sleeves, just like standing under the boxing ring, wearing a T-shirt and sweatpants, and being a certain traveler in the crowd.

Tony was sweating profusely as expected, and after exercising for only ten minutes, he looked like he had just been fished out of the water.

It's not that Tony wants to lose weight. If he really wants to lose weight, he won't be so happy to eat donuts, cheeseburgers, and pizza.

Aaron knew that Tony was using a lot of exercise and perspiration to expel more toxins.

Palladium toxin.

This is also the reason why this product has been able to maintain strong energy in the recent period of time.

From the perspective of outsiders, Tony is more energetic and healthy, but Aaron knows that Tony is really stimulating the potential of life.

And for him, an old playboy, his body, which was hollowed out by wine and sex before, is not so much stimulated as it is squeezed, squeezed out the last potential of life.

If it weren't for Tony's big show at the hearing two days ago, making Congressmen and Justin Hammer unable to step down, and then giving up the Stark Group CEO position to Pepper Potts.

This time I called Aaron, and invited Aaron to go to Monaco to make up for the missed appointment last time because of going to the hearing.

Aaron really couldn't bear to do something.

Now, let's take a closer look.

"Pay attention to the rhythm. Breathing and footsteps must match the rhythm of your attack... Hey, Piper."

Aaron casually watched the two chickens pecking at each other on the boxing ring, and gave some casual pointers from time to time, but suddenly turned his head, just in time to say hello to Little Pepper Potts who just came in.

"Hi, Aaron, here you are, welcome." Little Pepper Potts changed her hairstyle, no longer blonde high ponytail, but dyed golden red, and also changed to shawl hair.

It is no longer the small suit and one-step skirt before, but an elegant and generous formal suit with many fashion elements.

Now that he's a CEO, his image will naturally need to be changed. It's even more so when he is happy and happy, and his temperament is different.

It can be said that entering the role is quite fast.

Little Pepper Potts only said a few words to Aaron before raising his voice a little too loudly: "Tony, let me tell you, I'm urging you to go through the handover formalities for the only time."

Little Pepper Potts was actually quite nervous. The super group with a market value of [-] billion was just handed over to her. It was really stressful.

Because of this, there was basically no reaction to Tony's various performances.

In addition, the pressure in Tony's heart is many times greater than that of Pepper Potts, and Pepper is still turning a blind eye to his various reactions, so he becomes more and more irritable.

These two are almost becoming happy friends.

It was as if right now, Tony wasn't in the mood to talk at all, and his attention wasn't on Pepper Potts at all, and certainly not on Aaron and Big Fatty Happy.

Instead, look at another person.

A graceful, almost enchanting figure who just walked in.

(End of this chapter)