I Have a Girlfriend in Marvel

In ten minutes, with a hulking man like a mad bull, in a cage... how should one spend the time?

Su Ye thought about it for a while and finally decided to read a comic.

At this time, smartphones weren't widespread yet. Otherwise, he could pass the time faster by scrolling through novels or short videos.

In the ring, the massive McGregor clumsily jumped a few times, as if he could reach Su Ye, who was hanging from the top of the cage.

Of course, he was just making a fool of himself.

A height of ten meters—even Captain America wouldn't be able to reach that high with a jump!

"Get down! You bastard, get down here!"

"You coward! Only know how to hide up there? If you're brave, come down here, and I'll kick your head around like a ball!"

"Stupid monkey, you'll come down sooner or later, and that will be your end."

Unable to reach Su Ye, the giant McGregor could only curse from below.

The organizers couldn't do much about the situation either. They hadn't anticipated someone climbing to the top of the ten-meter cage, so they were unprepared and had to discuss a solution on the spot.

The audience was actually the first to react.

They came to see a fight, a brawl, even a life-or-death struggle—not to watch a monkey hanging upside-down with a gorilla jumping below.

Although they couldn't reach the ten-meter-high Su Ye, they had things in their hands.

Popcorn, soda cans, beer bottles, bras—things they couldn't throw earlier due to distance—they could now throw freely.

Throwing stuff at Su Ye now was something everyone wanted, and it didn't count as interference in the fairness of the match.

In an instant, countless pieces of trash were thrown at Su Ye, who was at the top of the cage.

But ten meters was indeed too high, and the audience found it difficult to throw that far. The trash either hit the cage and bounced down or arced and fell onto the ring.

Bang! Crash! Boom!

For a moment, the cage rang with the sound of impacts, and the ring was filled with all sorts of trash, shattered beer bottles everywhere.

On the stage, the once-arrogant giant McGregor now had a sanitary pad stuck to his head and was covered in popcorn and hamburger lettuce.

He looked like a homeless person who had just crawled out of a dumpster.

And by this point, only two minutes had passed since the match started, with eight minutes still to go.

The organizers realized they couldn't let the chaos continue, so they discussed it and decided to add a rule.

"If the two fighters go over two minutes without any physical contact, it will be considered a passive match, and neither will win any prize money!"

Time was ticking, and with less than ten seconds left, this rule was clearly directed at Su Ye.

"You can't weasel out of this, Ironhead. I'll invalidate your match result!"

The audience was satisfied with the announcement, but Su Ye was not pleased.

Adding rules on the spot? Isn't that unfair?

With a swift motion, Su Ye dropped down from above, pressed down on McGregor's head, flipped off him, stepped on the railing, and jumped back to hang upside down on the cage, pulling out his manga again.

If you're going to cheat, then I'll cheat along with you. Dropping down every minute isn't that much trouble anyway.

McGregor was furious, but there was nothing he could do except pound his head and curse furiously.

Seeing this, the organizers huddled again to discuss another new rule to restrict Su Ye, and they quickly came up with a plan.

Just as the referee was about to announce the new rule, Su Ye, who was hanging from the cage, got bored.

All he wanted was the $3000 bonus for three minutes to fund his date with Gwen. The ten-minute extension was just a spur-of-the-moment idea.

But he didn't expect the organizers to keep changing the rules, making it no fun anymore.

Before the referee could speak, Su Ye dropped down again, landing behind McGregor. Before McGregor could react, Su Ye chopped his neck with his hand.

The immense force caused the muscles in McGregor's neck to spasm, and his massive body crashed to the ground with a thud, like a dead dog.

The referee's voice was swallowed back in shock at the sudden turn of events.

At that moment, exactly three minutes had passed.

"Alright, put away those lousy additional rules. Three minutes are up. Open the gate and hand over the prize money."

The audience went wild.

What the hell! Is this a rigged match? A giant like that, and he's down with just one hand strike?

You think you're Captain America or Iron Man?

"Rigged match!"

"Refund!"

"If you dare to rig a match, I'll sue you all, damn it!"

Almost everyone had bet on the giant to win, so this result was something they simply couldn't accept.

The audience was in chaos, and the referee was even more frustrated. The rules he had just announced now seemed pointless.

Seeing the referee in a daze, Su Ye couldn't be bothered to wait. He grabbed the railing in front of him, pulled hard, and opened a gap big enough for someone to pass through.

Su Ye walked out, patted the referee, who was completely stunned.

"Where's the office? Where do I collect my prize money?"

The referee, unable to find the words, pointed in a direction in a daze. It wasn't until Su Ye turned and left that the referee felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

This guy with an Iron Man helmet—could he really be Iron Man? How could a normal person have such strength!

Su Ye ignored the reactions of the referee and the audience in the venue and walked toward the office.

Along the way, the losing audience members, disregarding Su Ye's impressive performance, threw their remaining popcorn and beer bottles at him.

This time, instead of catching them with his head, Su Ye relied on his spider sense, predicting each attack and deflecting all the thrown objects with his manga.

This stylish display earned him a few fans, but most of the audience, lost in their misery of losing money, ignored it.

Among the crowd, a long-haired woman in casual clothes and a baseball cap took a photo of Su Ye with her phone and then calmly looked down at her screen.

"Sir, I've found a man who appears to have extraordinary strength. Continuing to monitor."

The message was edited and sent to its recipient, Mr. Coulson.