Marvel's opening inherits Darkseid

New York……

Nan Zhou, who had returned home from Asgard, was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

And Hela was sitting on the other side of the sofa, holding a big bowl of popcorn and watching the same show as Nanzhou.

Since Nan Zhou came home, Hela's attitude towards Nan Zhou has undergone a huge change.

And all of this seems to be because Nanzhou went to Asgard to attend Odin's dinner.

But Nan Zhou also asked her opinion before going.

But now Hela is still like this, which makes Nanzhou a little speechless.

"Women..."

Looking at Hela who didn't even give him a straight look at this time, Nan Zhou was quite helpless.

"that……"

Nan Zhou seemed to speak at this time to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"I'm going to wash my hands."

Before Nan Zhou could finish speaking, Hela put down the bowl of popcorn in her hand and went straight to the bathroom.

She washed her hands, came back and picked up the bowl again, and ate the popcorn.

This operation made Nanzhou's teeth hurt.

Isn't it just that he clearly didn't want to talk to Nan Zhou, so he used some actions to interrupt Nan Zhou's words?

But it said that I went to wash my hands, and I returned to eat popcorn after washing my hands.

This contradictory behavior left Nan Zhou speechless.

Looking at Hela, he also sighed helplessly.

"I know you are very unhappy when I go to Asgard. Where do you want to go tonight? My treat."

If Hela had always kept this expression, even ignoring herself, then the atmosphere in this family would definitely be quite embarrassing.

Wouldn't it be better to please Hela now and make her happy?

Nan Zhou's words didn't stop Hela from eating popcorn, but Nan Zhou hesitated slightly when he saw her.

Obviously, she was tempted.

It's just that Nan Zhou still needs to guide her a series of times.

"Western food?" Nan Zhou asked.

Seeing that Hela still didn't respond, Nanzhou spoke again.

"Chinese food?"

Hela's hand hesitated again, indicating that Chinese food is in play!

"The hot pot? Sichuan cuisine?"

It would be much more convenient to set the scope to Chinese food, so Nanzhou began to try one by one.

But after a lot of attempts, Hela didn't hesitate anymore.

"Chongqing..."

While Nanzhou was still trying one by one, Hela finally spoke.

"Chongqing?"

Nan Zhou was taken aback for a moment, then grinned.

"Then how about we have Chongqing hot pot at night?"

This time Hela put down the bowl of popcorn and nodded.

"it is good."

"Then can you not be so cold?"

Seeing that Hela agreed, Nan Zhou hurriedly asked.

At this moment, Hela turned her head to look at Nanzhou, and then let out a cold snort, got up and sat down beside Nanzhou, picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

Seeing this, Nan Zhou also smiled, it seems that he succeeded.

Although he didn't think he was a master at coaxing girls, after knowing Hill for so many years, he felt that he was quite experienced.

Isn't this a ready-made example?He succeeded in making Hela not so cold anymore.

Although I have 90% of the brain that has been developed by Death Knell, but if I want to analyze the psychology of women, this 90% of the brain can't play any role.

In the end, Nanzhou had to rely on its own experience to solve the problem.

……

Time soon came to night, Nanzhou and Haila drove to a hot pot restaurant in Chongqing.

Nan Zhou didn't take Wanda and the others with him, so he made a decent meal to make up for it.

After all, Hela was going to be invited to this meal, and it always felt weird to bring those three children along.

If Hela becomes unhappy at that time, won't all my actions be in vain?

So Nanzhou resolutely left the three children at home, and came out alone with Haila.

And the Chongqing hot pot restaurant that Nanzhou brought Haila to is the most authentic one in New York's Chinatown.

This is the conclusion Nan Zhou reached after eating all over Chinatown.

As a Nanzhou who can achieve success in both Chinese and Western food, it is not easy to give such affirmation.

When you walk into this hot pot restaurant, you will see countless Chinese faces cooking hot pot around the dining table.

Foreigners seldom come to this shop because it is too spicy, and many foreigners find it difficult to accept this level of spiciness, so it is rare to see people with white and black skin.

Nanzhou only brought Haila to this hot pot restaurant once.

But this time, Hella will never forget it.

After ordering, Nanzhou looked at Hela, who was already gearing up, and smiled slightly...

"How? Are you satisfied?"

Hearing Nanzhou's words, Hela snorted coldly.

"For you are sensible, otherwise, I will definitely not spare you!"

As Hela spoke, she clenched her fists tightly, as if she really wanted to do something to Nan Zhou.

Of course, these words are just a joke. Now that Hela wants to defeat Nanzhou, it is undoubtedly a dream.

Nan Zhou wouldn't bother with her either, just smiled and passed.

"Asgard, what's going on?"

Suddenly, Hela asked Nan Zhou about Asgard.

This surprised Nanzhou a little.

But thinking about it is normal.

Although Hela hated Odin and Asgard, after all, he grew up there, so he still has some feelings.

So Hella couldn't help but ask.

"Not bad, at least everyone is living happily."

Nanzhou just dealt with it casually.

He knew that Hela didn't want to hear him praising how prosperous and beautiful Asgard was.

As long as Nanzhou's words are not bad, that's enough.

Seeing what Nan Zhou said, Hela also smiled slightly, and didn't continue to ask this question, but moved the topic to other places.

……

A supper is over quickly.

Nan Zhou and Hela walked out of the store.

Instead of rushing to drive home, they wandered the neighborhood.

The reason is to digest and digest.

"Is it like this in your place?"

Looking at the scenery of Chinatown, Hela couldn't help asking.

In her opinion, if this place is dressed up in such a style, then the place in Nanzhou must be the same.

But Nan Zhou shook his head.

"In fact, there is still a big gap. The most prosperous city in our area is basically the same as the center of New York, and even more prosperous than the center of New York."

"The way it is dressed up here is also to give people here a sense of belonging."

"After all, people who come out of us have a strong sense of belonging."

Nan Zhou said, and looked at the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the street.

To be honest, apart from Chinese New Year holidays, he must have seen these things in Chinatown.

But at this moment, Nan Zhou suddenly stopped his footsteps.

An old acquaintance stood not far in front of him.

An acquaintance who will definitely not come here...

Ancient one