100% Psionic Power In Marvel

The head of the hammer was separated, and the body turned into ashes and dissipated in the air with an inexplicable breeze.

The invincible iron head held by Ivan also quickly turned into a pool of pus.

The purulent condition of this end was beyond Ivan's expectations. He originally wanted to study why this end was so hard.

- What a magical head.

The rest of the crowd had long since dispersed, and Ivan looked at the messy first floor and breathed a sigh of relief.

The bar owner limped down to the first floor. Seeing that Ivan was fine, his tense heart relaxed.

After all, the scene just now was too tense. The two were fighting like gods, from top to bottom. Once ordinary people were affected, they would be killed or injured.

"Where's Hammerhead?" the boss asked weakly.

"died."

Ivan looked at the boss. The white bar owner who Lucas didn't mention very much turned out to be the boss of a small gang.

The boss looked at the mess and nodded. Ivan said that Hammerhead was dead, and he believed it, although he didn't see the body.

"Thank you for saving me, without you..."

"Hey! Don't say those words of thanks, it's nothing." Ivan said with a smile.

"Carl sometimes mentioned you to me, saying that you are a very hardworking young man..."

"Boss, now is not the time to say this, your face is swollen, it's time to go back and apply a cold compress." Ivan reminded.

The boss smiled and nodded, his face was swollen at the beginning.

He remembered that he was beaten by Gerry before and didn't dare to fight back... He couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

I feel very useless.

Fortunately, Ivan gave him help and let him fight back with his own hands. This relieved his psychological shadow a lot, and he had no regrets.

"I'll help you out."

"thanks."

The boss walked out of the entertainment club with the help of Ivan. The two of them had just stopped on the street when they heard a 'boom' behind them.

"Varied..."

The boss was taken aback and turned around to look, only to see that the entire building of the entertainment club collapsed into a pile of real ruins.

"It's nothing surprising."

Ivan said: "It can't stand the impact of that level. In fact, it has already collapsed. It's just that you are still inside, so I used my psychic energy to forcibly support it. The scene that it didn't collapse before is just an appearance."

But now, Ivan let go of his thoughts, and the entire entertainment club collapsed as Ivan expected, it can be said that it collapsed several minutes late.

This undoubtedly saved the boss's life.

"I see..."

A small ripple, a small natural collapse, may endanger life.

At this moment, the boss deeply felt how fragile and powerless life is as a mortal.

And this black-haired young man named Ivan...

The boss looked at Ivan deeply...

- He is undoubtedly a **** among men.

......

When Hammerhead and Gerry died, the biggest pillar of strength of the Maja gang fell, and they were no longer strong as they used to be.

The next day, the white boss invited Ivan to his tavern for a big meal. With Lucas, the dinner was very rich, and Ivan also called Jessica.

The four of them were in the hut, around a table, eating, drinking, talking and laughing.

During the period, the white boss insisted on sending Ivan all kinds of things, such as famous watches, Tibetan paintings, etc. All of them were rejected by Ivan one by one.

If Ivan keeps these things, there is no place to put them, so they still have to sell them, but selling them is troublesome and embarrassing...

"Hey! Do you know why Fan didn't accept these gifts?" Jessica asked with a smile.

"Because today's young people are indifferent to fame and fortune, haha." The boss laughed.

"No, that's because you didn't deliver the idea~" Jessica said.

Ivan raised her eyebrows, what did Jessica want to say?

"Then what does Ivan like?" Lucas asked.

Jessica blinked: "He likes little money!"

Ivan rolled his eyelids, thinking...

Jessica really knows my heart!

It's just that he didn't plan to take money from the boss and Lucas, because they weren't rich either. Lucas opened a gym and the boss opened a tavern. Although the two of them earned a lot, they weren't much.

After all, they did not collect protection fees in certain areas like the Maja Gang did before.

"Actually, it is enough to have your thanks. You are not rich, so you don't need to give anything. If you really want to thank me, in the future, when Jessica comes to the tavern for drinks or something, you can waive the order~"

"Okay, no matter when you and Jessica come, we will have free food and drink, haha." The boss laughed happily.

He felt that it was a very lucky thing to know Ivan.

......

A few days later, Ivan saw a strange man in the burger shop after school that day. White skin, black short hair, wearing a black tuxedo.

What made Ivan feel strange about him was not his evil and charming temperament, but the aura that was vaguely fluctuating around him.

The man raised his eyes and was looking at Ivan.

He found that Ivan was looking at him.

"What do you see me doing?" the man asked with a smile.

The two are close.

"Can't you watch it?" Ivan asked lightly.

"Are you from the school over there?"

The man asked this, got up and walked towards Ivan with his plate of pizza and a bag of chips, and finally sat opposite Ivan.

"Yes, how about you?"

"I'm coming for your school."

The man put a chip in his mouth and chewed it.

When he eats, he chews in small bites, looking very elegant.

"For our school?"

"Yes, there is something I want to ask you about. Did you find a mask in your school for so long?"

"no."

"Have you ever seen someone with green skin?" the man asked again.

Ivan was stunned for a moment, he had heard of UU reading www.uukanshu.com, because it was almost a week, he still remembered that he planned to block the green man who steals pants from Jessica's mouth.

Now he remembered, Jessica did say, that the green man mentioned the word mask.

But what does this have to do with this man?

"Why are you asking this?" Ivan asked casually.

"I ask, you answer." The man smiled.

This person seems to be very powerful... If he asks me, I have to answer? Is my problem not a problem?

Quite domineering.

"I won't answer." Ivan said lightly.

With a restrained smile, the man stared at Ivan: "Mortal, let me repeat, I ask, you answer."

"Mortal? It's very loud, are you extraordinary?"

"Then don't blame me for reading your memory."

The man stretched his hand to Ivan's forehead as he spoke. The airflow of one centimeter around his hand fluctuated slightly, and the **** was even more flickering with white light, as if there was incredible magic on it.

With a sound of 'clang', his **** seemed to hit something, and a burst of sparks burst out, and he quickly retracted his hand.

"What the hell?" The man stared at Ivan, realizing that things were not that simple.

"Or do you mean... you are a god?" Ivan stared at the man.

The man took a deep breath and slowed down, then he resumed his wicked smile.

He said calmly, "You're right."

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