Burn Marvel

In the following days, Jessica Jones plunged into her career like a galloping deer.

Doing market research, finding designers to design images, contacting OEM factories, laying out shipping channels, and mobilizing her only connections, her sister, to help, she was busy every day without touching the ground.

In comparison, Li Ze was more comfortable, and the store was temporarily closed. He said that he needed to take a full rest after a business trip to refresh himself in order to cope with the increasingly bad business environment.

The buzzing sound from the air conditioner entered the room and was masked by the sound on the TV. A beautiful woman in a cool swimsuit was giving a weather forecast, warning people about the recent high temperature weather.

Li Ze slumped on the sofa, narrowed his eyes, and looked critically through the TV at the place where she had the most fabric.

He shook the empty wine bottle in his hand, smacked his lips, groaned in pain, and prepared to get up.

A sense of weakness and reluctance came from every muscle and every inch of his body, like an invisible belt, tightly binding him to the sofa. A sense of comfort arose, quickly reached his brain, and began to soften his nerves. .

Li Ze's eyes narrowed and he thought to himself, "No, I'm sealed by the sofa."

This seal is so powerful that even though I struggled in my mind, I couldn't get rid of it.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the refrigerator a dozen steps away. The longing in his eyes almost solidified, but the refrigerator door did not move at all.

He weighed the empty bottle in his hand and threw it on the spot. The bottle rolled forward on the floor, knocked gently on the refrigerator door, and then stopped moving.

Li Ze stretched out his finger and pointed at the empty bottle, and a white flame ignited on it and grew rapidly.

The flames jumped half a meter high, but did not burn the refrigerator. Instead, they penetrated through the cracks in the refrigerator door like flowing liquid.

It suddenly expanded at the seams, like a crowbar, pry open the refrigerator, roll up a bottle nearby, twist the flames, and throw it towards Li Ze.

The empty bottle used as fuel could no longer support it and turned into ashes. The flame immediately extinguished without a trace, and the refrigerator door slowly closed automatically, as if nothing had happened.

Li Ze lazily took the bottle thrown by the flame into his hand and looked at it.

A bottle of ice-cold otaku happiness water.

He frowned in dissatisfaction. He only had beer in the refrigerator before. Jessica Jones must have put it in it.

No beer tastes good, Li Ze muttered, unscrewed the cap, and poured the black liquid into his mouth.

A cold tingling sensation traveled down the throat to the stomach, and then spread to the whole body, making people want to shiver with comfort.

"Hey." Li Ze burped, with an expression of comfort and satisfaction on his face. "It tastes really good."

The sound of footsteps came along the stairs to the second floor, and Jessica Jones walked up with a portfolio of documents.

Her face was flushed, her collar was wet with sweat, and a drop of sweat was sliding down the strong bridge of her nose. It was obvious that she was too hot.

"Back." Li Ze glanced at her and continued watching TV.

Jessica Jones didn't say anything, strode forward, snatched the Otaku Happy Water from Li Ze's hand, drank half the bottle in one go, breathed a long sigh of relief, pinched her waist and stared at him.

"What's wrong?" Li Ze was a little confused.

"Don't you think it's too easy for you to get the %?" Jessica Jones sneered.

"It's not you four or six, why should I take %?" Li Ze said cautiously, feeling that the girl seemed a little angry because of the sun.

"Don't even think about it." Jessica Jones seemed to be stimulated and threw the file bag to the ground. "You sit on the sofa every day, drinking ice Coke and looking at the beauties in swimsuits. I am as tired as a dog outside. Same, you still want to get %."

"I understand, I understand." Li Ze raised his hands, "I'll go to work right away."

"Yeah." Jessica Jones looked slightly relieved and sat down on the sofa.

"I did market research. The most popular one right now is Iron Man, followed by Captain America. However, Captain America has always been the military's propaganda sign. I'm afraid."

"It's okay, it's okay." Li Ze waved his hand nonchalantly.

Jessica Jones looked at Li Ze's expression and didn't say much. She was willing to take the risk, and after thinking about it, she added

"Oh, and Hulk, which caused quite a stir some time ago, is actually liked by many people. I think I can give it a try."

"Real or false?" Li Ze didn't believe it.

"Really." Jessica Jones affirmed, "Many mature women who are dissatisfied with their sexual desires like it very much."

"How about trying a life-size inflatable doll?" Li Ze suggested.

Tony Stark is tinkering with his Iron Suit in the villa's laboratory.

Genius does require one percent inspiration, but it also requires ninety-nine percent perspiration.

Since becoming Iron Man, Tony has gradually stayed away from the bustling hustle and bustle.

Art is no longer popular, beautiful girls are alienated, and various entertainment activities no longer attract him.

People often can only see the glory of Iron Man, but they can't see Tony's boring sweat in the laboratory day after day.

"We can try replacing copper with tungsten, but in that case, the current conversion rate will be very low." Tony fiddled with the parts of the suit and said to himself.

"Sir." Jarvis's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting his train of thought. "An unknown high-energy object has been detected and is rapidly approaching in the air."

"What?" Tony raised his head and frowned, "Get the Mark VI suit ready."

A huge white fireball fell from the sky and hit the lawn outside the villa. The flames gradually gathered and were absorbed into the body. Li Ze's figure appeared and strode towards the villa.

"This guy came to the door on his own initiative. He's definitely up to no good." Tony said in a positive tone.

At the same time, Li Ze had already passed through the living room and headed straight to the laboratory as if he had a telepathic connection.

Tony asked Jarvis to open the tempered glass door of the laboratory, and the first thing he said when he saw Li Ze was

"The way you came out was pretty cool."

"So-so." Li Ze seemed to be modest, but in fact he said very arrogantly, "Newly learned."

"You're here to show off." Tony said with a calm expression on his face. He had already decided in his mind that he would strengthen the propellers of the steel suit and make the pillar of fire bigger and thicker.

We must overwhelm him in terms of momentum and not let him be so arrogant.

"I'm not that boring." Li Ze shook his head, "I'm here to discuss something with you."

"What are you discussing with me?"

"I have a friend who is very poor and is starving to death. I want to make some of your dolls in exchange for some food." Li Ze said.

Tony looked at him quietly for a while, and Li Ze remained motionless and responded with a smile.

"You came to me for authorization."

"Yes, your legal team is so powerful, who would dare to do this without your authorization?"

"Okay." Tony nodded, "Just consider it a favor. Have you brought the documents? I'll take a look and sign if there's no problem."

This is really not a big deal in Tony's opinion. First, his family's great business does not value that bit of mosquito meat.

Secondly, he was not prepared to use Iron Man to make money, and he could not afford to disgrace that man, otherwise his father, Howard Stark, would angrily push open the coffin board, climb out, and give him a slap in the face. If you don’t sell good weapons, you to sell oneself

"What documents?" Li Ze waved his hand. "You only need to agree to these small transactions."

Tony raised his eyebrows, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said word by word

"You're absolutely not allowed to do that, Iron Man's blow-up doll."

"Am I such a bad person in your mind?" Li Ze blushed, danced and asked excitedly.

"Absolutely." Tony nodded calmly.

Li Ze flew back to the clinic and threw a dozen Tony Stark autographs, some blessing phrases and a few photos to Jessica Jones.

When he thought about what had just happened, he became very angry, not because of Tony's evaluation of him, but because he had made such a blind friend.

Jessica Jones didn't pay attention to his expression, just like a baby, she kept reading excitedly.

"These photos seem quite weird." Jessica Jones picked up the photos and said hesitantly.

Li Ze glanced at Tony, who was above him making an action like a bodybuilder, but his face was ashen and there was no smile at all.

Originally, Li Ze wanted him to devote himself to art and take some fruitful photos that would be passed down through the ages. It would be best if he also put on some artistic movements and expressions.

But Tony refused to obey, and almost put on a battle suit and fought with him. In the end, only after a compromise between the two parties, these photos were obtained.

"You can just say that he just saved the world or was injured. Photos can't speak anyway, so you can make it up as you like."

"Oh." Jessica Jones nodded, indicating that she understood, and then looked at Li Ze with shining eyes and asked, "What next?"

"Hey" Li Ze sighed, feeling that it was his own fault and he was going to cause trouble for himself.

"I'm going to find the soldier now."

"what"

"Soldier, the living kind."