100% Psionic Power In Marvel

Time flies, and two years have passed since these laughter and warm days.

The midsummer is here, and many changes have taken place in the past two years.

Ivan is sixteen years old. In addition to gaining a lot of height, exercising has also given him a certain amount of muscle.

Jessica has become even cooler. She is 1.74 meters tall. In addition to daily self-reaction training, she also learned street fighting from gangster Lucas.

When she saw Tony Stark say "I am Iron Man" at the press conference on the screen, she asked Ivan with a smile and said, "Should I also have a famous hero name"?

Ivan said yes, how about the black iron cavalry?

Ivan reckons that the name is cool enough, she must like it.

Sure enough, she snapped her fingers and said it was pretty cool, cool.

As a result, in order to match this title, she rarely wears clothes other than black since then...

This summer, Ivan is living in New York, mainly to take care of the orchard. Yes, his land has been bought. At present, all kinds of fruit trees have been planted. In addition to Karen, Angel was also hired by Ivan. Now, the two of them are responsible for wholesale and sales.

A trio of fruit farmers.

Jessica was not idle either. She also wanted to make some money, so she worked part-time at a moving company in New York during the summer. She has been working for two weeks now.

evening.

"Jones, come to live!"

A short man in short-sleeved shorts walked into the lounge, calling out Jessica's last name.

At this moment, Jessica was watching her favorite detective novel "Sherlock Holmes" on the bench in the lounge. She was interrupted at the highlight, she frowned, and then nodded.

"understood."

"Hurry up, hurry up." The short man slapped the door frame, signaling to hurry up.

Closing the book, Jessica flipped up from the chair. She was wearing a black women's leather jacket, black jeans, and black hair with long shawls, which was very cool.

It's not like a mover.

The white truck was parked outside the company, and the short man was already waiting for her in the driving seat.

"Come on! Can you..."

"Do not talk nonsense."

Jessica's brows flashed a sullen look, she was seldom polite to outsiders, especially when Ivan was not by her side...

Her tenderness will disappear.

She walked to the right side of the front of the car with a cold face, and reached out to pull the door. With a 'click', the whole door was pulled down by her, and there was an instant spark.

After that, she jumped into the car and installed the door back to its original position as if nothing had happened.

The short man stared, "Did you break the door again?"

"Driving, isn't it urgent?"

"Do you know what will happen if I tell the boss?"

"I'll fix it." Jessica said lightly. She was still holding the detective novel in her hand. She turned over with a cold face and continued to read the exciting part of solving the case.

"Unreasonable."

The short man started the truck and didn't dare to say too much. After all, he knew that the woman next to him was a freak, a freak in terms of strength.

Originally, as a mover, it was a team of two. It was a good thing that a strong partner was a good thing, but he felt that Jessica's work was too slow, so it wasn't that she had no strength, so she moved furniture slowly and leisurely.

There is not much work to do, and dozens of partners in the company are all rushing to do it, doing more things and making more money... and pretending to be elegant?

He cursed in his heart: This bitch, if it weren't for her dawdling, I could earn 50% more every day, I really want to tear up the novel in her hand.

The moving truck is on its way to the client's house, and everything is fine.

But after a while, the short man sitting in the main driver's seat frowned, and he felt something was wrong.

There were fewer people on the street, and fewer cars, all of which were driving in the opposite direction to him, and some of them drove in a hurry.

With suspicion, he continued to drive forward.

While driving, he heard constant noises in front of him, like gunshots.

"No way?" The short man muttered to himself.

Jessica also heard the gunshot. She raised her head and saw the chaos in front of her. A wave of people rushed back, and some people ran past the truck, not afraid of being hit.

"A criminal gang robs a bank?"

The short man smiled sarcastically, but stopped the car anyway, because the gunshots in front were getting louder and louder, and it was easy to be affected when approaching.

But stopping here, he still felt quite safe.

This is not a small street where all kinds of gangs are allowed to run wild, this is New York's Fifth Avenue with top security! Which lifeless gang dares to play like this?

He felt that the criminal gangs would soon be suppressed, and most of these intensive gunfire should belong to the police and be just.

'Bang', the sound of artillery fire came from the front, and the black smoke gradually filled the air.

A flaming car smashed into the facade of a fishing tackle shop on the left in an elegant arc in mid-air, followed by a 'bang', the fuel tank exploded, and flames ignited the entire storefront.

Jessica narrowed her eyes and subconsciously closed the detective novel in her hand.

The short man turned his head to look at Jessica and said, "Detour, but it will cost a lot of gas for nothing."

He stared at Jessica and said again, "It's not because of you, I can make more money every day, so the extra gas bill is counted in your salary, okay? Or..."

He noticed that Jessica's mouth was slightly opened, her eyes became surprised, and he quickly turned his head to look forward... but saw a car approaching and hitting the windshield!

With a sound of 'bang', the glass could not withstand such a strong impact, and shattered into pieces and embedded in the short man's flesh and blood.

Jessica reacted very quickly, and bent over to avoid it in time. Even so, her leather jacket on the back was also covered with glass shards.

Her heart was beating violently, she got up and looked out, there was no one on the street for a long time, only a monster was standing in the middle of the road

It's huge.

Dark green skin, fin-like ears, well-developed muscles with blue veins, pupils lit up with white light without eyes.

Even so, Jessica, whose heart was beating violently, felt that the monster was watching her.

And only the fresh life of myself can be watched by it.

She panted slightly and turned to look at the short man in the driver's seat. He stared at his eyes... His neck and face were full of debris! Bleeding constantly.

he died!

The monster was holding a soldier in its right hand at the moment, and it threw the soldier away, and then walked towards Jessica step by step.

The sky helicopter was roaring, and the monster's body kept emitting a 'dang dang dang' body. That was the sound of bullets hitting its hard skin. It was not afraid of bullets!

The dense fire suppression in the air seems to be just a joke, it doesn't even show pain.

It stepped on cracks in the ground. It roared and accelerated towards the truck where Jessica was sitting.

Her pupils contracted suddenly, and Jessica felt her pores stand up all over her body and her adrenaline was soaring. She kicked the car door with a 'bang' and quickly jumped out of the truck.

With a loud noise, the big truck was punched by the monster and flew twenty meters away.

Seeing all this, she kept backing away, but the monster turned around again and set his sights on her.

Behind, there is no way to go back.

She gritted her teeth and picked up a car beside her and raised it above her head.

"Don't come here!" she instinctively roared threateningly.

The monster's pupils flickered twice, seeming to be surprised, it walked towards Jessica curiously, can this human woman also lift a car?