Marvel’s Disassembler

Brock looked around, then spread his hands and said, "Why did you teleport here directly? Even if you want to take a taxi here, it depends on your luck."

"There are also some that can go directly to certain facilities, such as... the Life Foundation."

"That's not necessary, but what should we do now?"

"Get in the car."

Xia Zhiye said.

"Where's the car?"

After Brock finished asking, he saw the car.

When he arrived in the car, Xiao Hei immediately showed a wave of presence, which shocked Brock: "Actually, I have always wanted to know how many years the technology in the base is ahead of the current technology of human beings?"

"I don't know about this either." Xia Zhiye shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm not very sensitive to this, Xiao Hei, go directly to specify the coordinates."

[Xiao Hei understands! 】

Xia Zhiye adjusted the automatic driving, then picked up the phone and started sending messages to Li Xiaomi.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about. I talk about those things for a day or two, but I just can’t let go. I always feel that the next message from the other party is just a second away. .

Bullock has never seen such a driver in his life. Looking at the pedestrians on the road, he couldn't help asking Xiao Hei: "Is this really okay?"

[Please believe that Xiao Hei can perfectly solve all tasks! 】

This is a proud artificial intelligence!

Brock understood so, and then sighed helplessly. Although he felt that he would no longer be shocked since the appearance of venom, it turned out that this was impossible.

Shocks are always one after another. No matter how I convince myself, some things are always difficult for people to accept.

Venom, aliens, symbiotes, people with wings and teleportation vehicles, and there seems to be a group of such people... well, maybe everyone else has other skills, but whatever , the current situation is that behind a world of normal people, there is an abnormal world.

And the mysteries contained in this world are completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Now I seem to have stepped into this threshold with one foot,

Whether it's because of myself or the venom, then, the next question I face is, should I step in?

Survival or death, there are only two options, but it is enough to stump countless people, and now forward or backward are also two options, and the result of choosing one is completely different.

Bullock doesn't think he has enough wisdom, so facing such a choice, he really doesn't know what to do.

Of the two people in the car, one was using his mobile phone and chatting, and the other was staring out the window in a daze. In the blink of an eye, the car had already parked outside a house.

Xia Zhiye had already glanced around with the Eye of Horus, and then said to Brock, "Wait for me."

Brock nodded: "Don't worry..."

When he said this, Xia Zhiye had disappeared, but he didn't finish his words: "I will wait for you here honestly..."

When I said this, I saw Xia Zhiye reappeared in the driver's seat, and said with a relaxed face: "We should go."

Brock looked at Xia Zhiye, then at the house, and said with an inexplicable expression, "What happened just now?"

"I'll go in and put the child down." Xia Zhiye explained simply.

"Then why did you ask me to wait for you? Besides, did you spend ten seconds in the whole process?" Bullock said, "If that's all, why make me wait?"

"It makes sense, but it's polite to explain in advance, can we go now?" Xia Zhiye said helplessly.

"Don't you want to see the family's reaction?"

"The winner may like to see the disappointment on the loser's face, but I don't need to watch the joy of others."

Xia Zhiye said.

"Even if this joy was shaped by you yourself?"

"right."

Locating the Shule apartment, just about to start it, Bullock said again: "Can I have a look?"

Xia Zhiye had a strange expression: "What do you want to see?"

"I want to see how their family will react?" Bullock looked at the house in a daze.

Xia Zhiye shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said: "Well, anyway, the whole day today is put in the wasteable column."

"Huh?" Bullock always felt that these words seemed to have degraded himself to the extreme.

Just as he was about to argue with Xia Zhiye, he suddenly heard a scream of extreme excitement from inside the room.

Bullock immediately forgot to argue with Xia Zhiye, but stared at the house in a daze. Not long after, he saw a man who ran out frantically, first looked around, and finally knelt down with a plop. On the ground, and constantly painted the cross on the body, and prayed with folded hands.

There is a smile on the corner of the mouth, but there are tears in the corner of the eye.

Bullock looked at his smile deeply, and then said excitedly to Xia Zhiye: "Look, do you know what this means?"

Xia Zhiye thought hard: "Does it mean that the sound insulation of their house is not very good?"

"ha?"

Bullock was stunned: "Of course it shows that we have done a great thing! Look at that man's excitement, he thought it was a miracle."

"So?" Xia Zhiye glanced at Brock because he didn't know.

"I feel that this is really, really great." Bullock admired sincerely: "Although we were in the dark and he couldn't find us, we helped him and made his family happy, so now I probably There are only two questions left, one of which is very important to me, because it is also related to my happiness!"

"Ask." Xia Zhiye smiled helplessly: "You can ask anything you want."

"good!"

Bullock asked seriously: "If I join you, will I be paid?"

"..." Xia Zhiye froze for a moment, superheroes still need to be paid?

Tony will not consider this issue, because he is a playboy and rich man himself, and T'Challa does not need to consider it, because he is the prince of a country, and he is the richest.

In addition, I don’t know if Banner has considered Summer Night, but the little spider obviously hasn’t. As for Steve... this guy only needs to have faith in his heart, and he can move forward bravely. Of course, the most important thing is that his Salaries appear to be distributed by S.H.I.E.L.D.

"In this way, superheroes really have to be paid."

He thought for a while and said: "I have ignored the salary issue, but obviously, this matter has to be put on the agenda. The only thing I can guarantee is that you will never be short of money!"

"Well, there's only one last question left!"

Brock looked serious.

Xia Zhiye said seriously: "What's the problem?"

"...I didn't ask you." Bullock looked at the front seriously: "I'm going to ask someone else."

"Then tell me a fart!"

Xia Zhiye's face turned black.