Planeswalker in Marvel

When Li Feng blocked the battleship and shouted, everyone in Debari clenched their fists, but their faces were ashen, and they looked like they were grievances that they dared not express but dared to express.

Can a scholar be killed but not humiliated?Are you willing to be killed and dare to bring down the emperor?

nonexistent.

Just look at the explosive value on the energy detector and you will know that if you take action, the result will only be humiliation and death, and Li Feng probably won't be able to hurt even a hair.

Besides, the only Debaris left in the universe are all on battleships, so death would be equivalent to genocide.

Who can bear the responsibility for genocide?

Walker said he couldn't carry it and didn't dare to carry it.

After going to hell, he will be beaten to death by his eight generations of ancestors.

"Head..." A Debari man with death aspirations looked at Li Feng with red eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I will go negotiate with the other party, and you take the opportunity to leave...Debari man We can’t all die here...You still shoulder the burden of rebuilding your home.”

run? .....Walker looked around at the crowd expressionlessly, lowered his head and smiled silently and bitterly.

What are they running for? It takes time to activate the battleship, and this time is enough for Li Feng to do a lot of work.

Walker even suspected that the battleship had been dismantled into parts before the thrusters had finished warming up, or had been thrown directly into the scrapyard.

So it's not that I don't want to run away, but that I can't do it.

"Hey~ let's try to surrender first..." Walker sighed resentfully. What else can he do now besides praying that Li Feng is not an indiscriminate murderer?

Just thinking about it makes my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys all tired.

Before Walker finished speaking, Li Feng suddenly appeared in the battleship, gave the opponent a thumbs up and praised: "Wise choice..."

Li Feng's sudden appearance made the Debari people feel like they were facing a formidable enemy, and they subconsciously took out their weapons to attack them.

"Tch~ If you have the guts to shoot," Li Feng didn't take everyone seriously and sat on the battleship commander's throne, stroking the armrests like a lover:

Oh, it's real leather, it's hairy...

Ignore the barrier and directly land on the battleship? ..... Walker's face froze, he secretly took a deep breath to suppress the fear and anger in his heart, reached out to hold down the weapon in his companion's hand, and asked with three points of respect and seven points of caution: "This strong man, please explain your purpose of coming. "

"My name is Austin, and what's your purpose..."

Li Feng looked disdainfully at the Debari man who had put down his weapon but was still ready to pull the trigger at any time. He crossed his legs and said carelessly: "We are all civilized people. It is not good to fight and kill... Now that I have said it, fight What if my warship is damaged? Can you afford to pay for it?"

God, what about your battleship? ! ....Walker's face darkened, which means he couldn't resist, otherwise she really wanted to point at Li Feng's nose and ask:

The whole battleship has your fingerprints, you robber...

Why?robbery? ! .....Walker felt that the two meridians of Ren and Du in his head were connected instantly, and he blurted out as if he was blessed:

"You want our battleship?"

During the questioning, Walker's eyes rolled.

If it was just a robbery, she felt that the tribe still had a chance to save it.

As long as you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about having no firewood. Only by living can you have a future.

As long as they can successfully blend into human society and rely on the far-sighted strategic vision they have gained from years of exploring the universe, it is possible for the Debari people to rise again.

Of course, the prerequisite for re-emergence is that Li Feng really only wants to grab battleships.

As long as Li Feng had other purposes, such as looking for slaves, free labor, etc., Walker thought everyone should just go to sleep.

"Nonsense, besides battleships, what else do you have to rob?" Li Feng rolled his eyes, clapped his fingers and said, "Look at you, each one is so green that it makes people panic. Even a hungry ghost can't rise to the level of calamity. Bar."

"I would like to accept you as my younger brother... Look at the virtues of each of you with your nostrils in the sky. I guess you are not very good at dealing with people, but your ability to cause trouble is first-rate... I will accept you as my younger brother, haha, I'm afraid Either I'm wiping your butts, or I'm on my way to wipe your butts."

In addition, Li Feng had another important reason that he was embarrassed to say.

He himself is so poor that he is almost disturbing the people. How can he have any spare money to feed a waste?

As for the relationship between poverty and nuisance... the question is the jingle of poverty.

Walker, whose brain was running at high speed, became more and more uncomfortable the more he listened.

I was thinking of retorting a few words, but I was afraid that if I persuaded the other party to change their mind due to my outstanding eloquence, not only would the battleship be robbed, but they would also be demoted as slaves.

Who should she cry to when the time comes?

Don't refute, just listen. No matter how you listen to it, you will feel like a waste, not even qualified to be robbed.

This is a big deal...

Walker didn't know whether to greet people with a smile or to be angry.

Forget it, for the sake of racial continuation... Walker comforted himself and said tentatively:

"The battleship can be given to you, but please allow my people to leave in the rescue capsule..."

If Li Feng agreed, she would immediately take her tribe members to leave the earth in a rescue capsule.

As for secretly, hehe, it goes without saying that he quietly returns to Earth to work.

There is no other way. The rescue capsule only has such a small endurance, and it is enough to escape the solar system. Are you still trying to rush to the next planet?

It's almost as good as eating shit.

Moreover, the Debari people's hidden talents have long been maxed out. As long as they are allowed to integrate into human society for a period of time, even if Li Feng grows a third eye on his forehead, there will be no trace of them.

At this time, they can slowly plan and plan, and wait for the right opportunity to regain the Phoenix Power, the battleship, the face... and Li Feng's life.

Unfortunately, Li Feng's brain circuit was relatively fresh and he ignored Walker's dirty thoughts. He bared his teeth and said viciously: "You guys are crazy, right? The rescue cabin is also part of my battleship. Why should I give it to you?"

With that said, Li Feng waved his hand to open the portal connected to Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, kicked and kicked the Debali people into the portal, and said: "You are such a big man, you should take care of yourself and find a way to support yourself. Well... don't say that I bully my alien friends,"

Li Feng pointed with his chin to the confused Charles on the other side of the portal, and dropped a Debari man at Charles' feet like a chicken, saying: "Here, this big bald man in a wheelchair is very interested in alien technology." If you are interested, you can first sell some high-end knowledge in exchange for a few meals... As for whether you will work to support your family or sell your blood to make money in the future... That is your freedom, and I, an outsider, will not interfere. "

While speaking, Li Feng picked up the scruff of a Debari man and threw him into the portal easily and happily.

I have a saying that I don't know whether to be an oar or not... Walker glared at Li Feng angrily and said, "I am a fish and he is a knife."

Having no choice, before Li Feng threw her into the portal as a little chicken, he quickly led the rest of the tribe to jump into the portal.

For a moment, there was no one in the battleship. Li Feng teleported into space, cast a spell to shrink the battleship and put it into his shoulder bag. He whistled and returned to the Yakari Lake Dam to digest the power of the Phoenix.

Don't look at him swallowing the Phoenix Power like drinking noodle soup, but it is really difficult to digest. Don't even think about stamping your personal seal on the Phoenix Power until March or May.

For this reason, Li Feng specially sent a message to Charles before 'Xiaoshi':

"Bald, I'm going to be in seclusion for a few days. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do, and don't offend me if something happens... Don't burn paper to disturb me on holidays such as Double Ninth Festival and Qingming Festival."

.......

Xavier School for Gifted Teens.

A friendly tripartite meeting between mutants, ordinary people, and aliens is taking place in the principal's office.

Among them, as a representative of the Disabled Persons' Federation and mutants, Charles sat slumped in a wheelchair in a graceful manner, playing a staring game with Walker with an expressionless face.

Walker, the alien representative, was not to be outdone. He showed like a textbook the look in the eyes of a harem and the temperament of a helpless and weak girl.

What she wanted to express can be summed up as follows:

Master, come and play... Ah, sir, my family is all alone, so please kindly take it in...

On the side, Smith, as a military representative, felt a splitting headache. For a moment, he desperately hoped that Li Feng could come to the scene in person as a mage representative... and help translate Walker's alien bird language.

Among the three people present, he and Charles were both Earthlings who had never left the atmosphere. Even if they wanted to learn alien languages, they would not have the chance.

Although Walker has a history of wandering around the universe, he has never learned the language of the earth.

The languages ​​are not in the same channel, so how can he carry out friendly communication and communicate with each other?How to create high-end and high-end alien technology?

Could it be that dancing with hands is a primitive form of communication?

Imagine that in order to entertain the extraterrestrial guests, Smith prepared a sumptuous breakfast of steamed buns, fried dough sticks, etc. early in the morning, and danced to signal the Debari people to start cooking.

As a result, the Debari people pointed to the sky and the ground, indicating that they were "vegetative people" who never cooked and could only photosynthesize.

No matter how hard you ask Smith to guess, he won't be able to guess that the other party wants organic fertilizer and sunshine even if he scratches his head.

It would be good if you don't guess that "I am the only one who dominates heaven and earth".

After drinking ten cups of coffee for a long time, Smith said that not only did he have a headache, but his stomach also hurt.

If the president hadn't been waiting for a report, he would have just walked away.

Whoever you love, I won’t serve you anymore...

However, as a salt substitute, he had no choice.

No way, Smith patiently searched the intestines. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind. He widened his eyes and asked: "Charles, it is said that mutants have all kinds of strange abilities. You can't do anything you can't imagine... As a mutant, you can't do it..." Brother, it wouldn’t be difficult to find a mutant who can translate alien languages.”

Charles squinted at Smith, rubbed his temples and said: "It's easy to talk about aliens. There are only so many people, and the battleship was confiscated by Austin. They can't make any big waves on the earth..."

"What worries me is why Austin sent aliens to the earth... He is not a kind person, and he will not give up the benefits he has gained."

"The battleship is the biggest advantage," Smith said casually, then asked: "Are there any translator mutants?"

Apparently, he knew something but didn't want to tell Charles.

Come to think of it, as the military's microphone buried next to Li Feng, even if his IQ is in arrears, he can still guess something from the gradual rise of magic.

Besides, the satellites floating in the sky are not decorations, and not all the people in the staff team are just doing it.

How can we find clues about Li Feng and deduce some things?

Smith knows very well that in this changing era where mutants, mages, and aliens are emerging one after another, whoever has more information will be able to harvest a bigger piece of the cake.

It would be strange for him to reveal information to Charles in the interests of the country.