Transformers In Marvel Chapter 63: Party and Gotham

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"To know sorrow is not terrifying. What is terrifying is to know you can't go back to the happiness you could have." — Matsumoto Rangiku (Bleach)

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　　 Along the way, the thin man was noisy, chatting about this, then cursing that, but his thin body had a huge voice, which was really weird. You could hear the thin man yelling in several cars before and after.

　　 In the end, Downey couldn't bear it. A brick fell down the thin man, and the world was finally clean. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief.

Downey arranged food in the house and bought some good wine. He made a large table in the living room. The aroma came out. There were many kinds of dishes. The food from the East and the West was all-encompassing, and there was a steady stream. The restaurant staff came to deliver the meal.

　　 "I will bleed once this time and have a luxurious feast," Downey said.

　　 Speaking of the feast, Downey recalled the dinner at Xavier Genius School that day. It was a luxury. The bald professor is a billion-dollar rich, not short of a meal.

Downey can't do it. The hard-pressed citizens, even though they have tens of millions of dollars in property, it's better to eat frugally. His ability is a big money maker. After a while, he will look for Tony and get some by the way. Studying related materials and books, he has to upgrade his Transformers further, and I don't know how much money he will burn.

　　 A group of people sat down around the table, and the old bartender took out the red wine looted from Dickens. This is a good wine, which has been sealed for more than 30 years. The crowd started to brag about the wine bottles.

　　 The thin man followed up with a cheeky face, without the slightest intention of treating himself as an outsider, he had to drink two glasses of life and death. He poured a large glass and drank the red wine as beer. The old bartender looked red and almost didn't fight the thin man. He panicked and took the wine back, and announced that he was responsible for pouring the wine for everyone in the future.

　　 "I think back then, when I first stepped into the world of mercenaries, the limelight was in full swing..."

　　 The thin guy was the first to speak, and he came up to talk about the mountains, bragging about how powerful he was back then, and beating invincible hands all over the world.

　　 Everyone laughed in disdain and looked at him bragging with a smile. The thin-skinned man is the thickest, and of course, he feels that this is flattery to him.

　　 "Pour me more, why are you so stingy?" Whistler was very dissatisfied. He is old and has gray hair. He is also a person who likes to drink a little wine. The old bartender was stingy, so he poured a little bit for him and looked reluctant, which made Whistler very upset.

　　 "You care what he wants." The old bartender held the red wine like a thief. He did not give it life or death. He reached out his hand and asked the thin man to trouble him. It is best to directly kill the animal who drank the wine as beer.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Are you bullying me honestly, I'm an honest person, you can't bully people like this." The thin man poured himself half a glass in one breath. He saw Whistler look bad and drank it decisively The wine in the glass was poured and then poured to Whistler.

"Next, I have seen you a few times, I only know that you are a famous guy, and many of your colleagues have spoken highly of you," Downey said jokingly, such a strange thing as a thin man is really rare, it's really difficult. Imagine how he lived to this day.

　　 The old bartender subconsciously squinted his eyes and looked at the thin man from the sidelines, but he quickly returned to normal. At that moment, he subconsciously became suspicious, and he was very self-conscious, and everyone looked a little worried.

"Of course, everyone praises me so much." The thin man was flying with brows, and his words were a little erratic. "You know, I once met a mercenary in a red suit. It was super stubborn, and nonsense, just talks about it. Tell you that you broke down. That time I was chased by him and almost died."

　　 The thin man talked endlessly, as if he hadn't spoken for many years, and finally met someone who listened carefully.

　　 "Red clothes? Talking?" Downey raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and asked tentatively, "The mercenaries who dare to wear red clothes are not ordinary people. After all, this image is too bright."

　　 "Yes, that weird guy in the red costume is very strong. I'm not an opponent at all. I was almost killed several times." The thin man seemed to be heartless and said whatever he thought.

　　 Downey was determined to look at it, feeling a little confused. This guy in Deadpool may behave strangely in the eyes of ordinary people, but generally speaking, he is not a casual killer. He is persistently hunting down thin people, there must be some reason for killing. What's more, this thin man was chased by Deadpool, and he didn't die several times...

　　 "Why did he kill you?"

"Who knows, it seems that I disturbed his business and made him anxious. I tell you, that is a super madman, too powerful, and I will go around when I see him in the future." said the thin man. He threw away the wine glass and began to focus on the exquisite food, his saliva remained, and he responded to Downey with every sentence.

　　 Downey shrugged and made an indifferent gesture. If this is targeted by Deadpool, it is really possible, as long as someone is willing to pay him. If Deadpool really came to Donny, he wouldn't be afraid, and if he was in a hurry, he would spend money until he stunned Deadpool, he would soon be a shareholder of Stark Group.

　　 Blade and others have already started, they are also people who have come alive from the edge of life and death and are not very interested in the experience of thin people. What amazing resume is there for a thin man who falls with such a fist? It's hard to say that the guy in the red dress is just a third-rate guy. They care more about what they eat. The food on this table is all good delicacies, and this pile of dishes cost Downey more than ten thousand dollars.

　　 Blade, the old bartender, and Whistler had a very hard life in the past. It is rare to have such an open opportunity to eat and drink without any scruples. They cherish all this very much.

　　 As time went by, a lot of drinks were consumed, everyone drank a little, and they were bragging about their prosperous years and glorious deeds. The blade is the drunkest. When doing something else, this great warrior cannot allow himself to get drunk. He must always ensure that he is in a state of battle.

　　 But the stimulation he received was a bit big, and Downey and the others did not ask him what happened. If the blade doesn't care, he will speak out himself. If he cares, why should Downey and the others take the initiative to mention it? It would be better to let time smooth out everything. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 A female doctor is a person with a cold personality, but she seems to have a different kind of sentiment towards the blade, which can be seen from the fact that she has been taking care of the blade and constantly pouring him alcohol. Although she didn't speak, she only poured wine for the blade and didn't care about others.

　　 Now, at this time, not just her, everyone just needs to desperately get drunk this natural warrior. Blade's life is always killing enemies, it's time to take a short rest.

　　 Everyone is drunk. Everyone here has his own story, and he has a past that he doesn't want to mention. They understand everyone understands, and no one is easy.

　　 Downey sat aside with a bottle of beer, smiled, and looked at these guys, thoughts drifting away. No matter what the future will be, no matter what terrible things he will experience in the future, at least he now has a few good friends. That's enough, isn't it?

　　 The screen of the cell phone suddenly lit up, and with a pleasant ringtone, someone called Downey. He looked down, and the number remarks showed "Jin Grey".

　　 Downey's eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked to the window without a trace. The others didn't care, and they were still drinking a little wine and bragging.

　　 "Your cell phone, I have broken its system." As soon as the call was connected, Qin went straight in and told Downey about their progress.

"This mobile phone has indeed undergone encryption measures, but the processing is extremely rough, which is very unreasonable. People with this method do not need to do this, they can completely encrypt it. And this mobile phone is only encrypted by the outermost layer of the system and only needs to be encrypted. A lot of calculations can be deciphered. The final result of deciphering is a place name."

Dr. 　　 Koto spoke about the results of her research in a serious tone. In the deepest part of the phone, she got a place name.

　　 Gotham.