The violent bear king in Marvel

In the confinement room without a trace of light, Wang Fan's feet were on the bed, but his body was stretched out. Two strong and strong arms were leaning on the ground, and he was doing push-ups. Only in this way could he relax in this confinement room with no concept of time. He does not become impatient and keeps a calm mind. His angular face is sweating due to constant exercise, and his eyebrows like a watermelon knife are extremely determined.

764, 765, and 766 exercised tirelessly again and again, and felt better. Their eyes could slowly adapt to the dark environment, and they seemed to be able to see everything around them clearly. If there were outsiders, they would be able to see Wang Fan. The eyes are like wild beasts, emitting a fierce light.

Wang Fan, who was doing push-ups, suddenly felt that something was wrong in the solitary room. His sixth sense told him that something seemed to be approaching. When he turned his head and looked, there was suddenly an extra person in the solitary room where he was alone.

The man was wearing a white battle armor, and there was a symbol that looked like a capital A on his left shoulder. After he took off his helmet and let out a long breath, Wang Fan saw his face clearly. He had a popular face of a European and American man. Wang Fan Fan is sure that he has never seen this person before, and even if he has, he has never interacted with him. In fact, he thinks that foreigners all look the same, and this person has no special characteristics, so where can he go?

"It's so dark! Oh, let me go. Don't be scary, bear! I'm so happy to see you, buddy. Maybe you don't know me now, but it doesn't matter. I know you. Are you surprised by my arrival? I'm so happy to get to know you in advance. My impression is that you are not that friendly, but you haven’t seen me yet at this point in time, so what should I say?”

Wang Fan looked at him talking to himself as if he were a fool, and was stunned by his rapid-fire words. Was he talking about tongue twisters? Or is it the English version? There is no logic to be found! What's the use of talking nonsense.

Wang Fan clenched his fists and stood in front of him. The man in front of his huge body was like a child. Wang Fan lowered his head and looked down at him and said word by word, "Who are you? Before I got angry, Tell the truth, or I won’t mind using my fists to make you tell the truth.”

The man quickly waved his hand and took two steps back, keeping a certain distance from Wang Fan. Then he said, "Man, calm down. I have no hostility. We will still be teammates from now on! My name is Scott Long, you can call me Scott." Te, you can also call me Lang, but I think you prefer to call me Little Ant."

Wang Fan widened his eyes, looked at Lang in disbelief, and asked impatiently, "Brother, are you talking about cross talk? Why are you so poor! Say what you have to say directly, it makes my head hurt when I hear it!"

Scott showed an embarrassed expression and said apologetically, "Sorry, I talk a lot when I'm nervous. I can talk to that little spider pretty well, but neither you nor that green guy like me very much. style, to get back to the point, I am a person who is more than ten years in the future. Through quantum technology, which is a technology that I don’t understand anyway, I can travel back to your current timeline. I want to find our Avengers teammates and tell them something to change. In the future, can you understand this? If it were me, I wouldn’t believe it, it’s too nonsense.”

Wang Fan rolled his eyes and said, "Are you taking me for a fool? Or do you think I'm not unlucky enough now?"

"Calm down, calm down. I also feel a bit ridiculous, but it's true. I don't have much time, and I have to find other teammates. Listen, man, I must join SHIELD as soon as possible to prevent Fury from using The power of the Cosmic Cube, and to keep it safe, there is a bad guy who wants to collect it..." At this point, Ant-Man Scott Lang disappeared out of thin air, just as silently as when he came.

"Boy, do you believe what he says?" Lu asked Wang Fan in his mind.

Wang Fan shook his head, "The way he comes and goes is good, and the armor is quite beautiful. As for what he said, I don't believe a word of it. I have never heard of SHIELD or the Rubik's Cube. Even if there is someone like me." With a little soldier and a violent maniac like you, it’s good that you won’t be found, but you still have to go up the pole to join in. Does the old birthday girl think he will live longer if he hangs himself?”

"Who is the birthday boy and why did he hang himself?"

Wang Fan slapped his forehead, and the chatterbox left, and another one hundred thousand whys came. God, let me be struck to death by lightning. What evil did you do in your previous life? Now that you have met the rescuers sent by the monkeys, can you give me a way to survive? !

"Forget it if you don't tell me, Lao Xiong doesn't want to know yet! I didn't expect that you are not that good at it. I have already learned the breathing technique. It's faster than I thought. I'll give you a copy of Lao Xiong's own bear hug strategy. , go study it yourself! Once you have mastered it, you can probably borrow my power from me in the future, so I don’t have to come forward, and it can also reduce the chance of being discovered by the upper world."

After Lu finished speaking, he disappeared from Wang Fan's mind. No matter how Wang Fan perceived it, he could not be found.

It’s okay, but you still have to pay for staying in a hotel. Fortunately, he gave me another article on tactics and a bear hug. It sounds so wretched. Do you want to learn it? Wang Fan thought about hugging anyone he wanted from now on, and drool flowed from the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

After briefly reading the bear hug strategy, Wang Fan realized that he had been fooled. How could this be a strategy article? It was simply Lu's battle video. I saw a giant black bear running rampant on the battlefield, charging, leaning against him, violently hammering, and biting. The most commonly used one was actually hugging the enemy, inserting his claws into the enemy's back, and then... Tearing the enemy in half, Lu was the one at the front of the team every time. He didn't stop until his eyes were red with blood and there was no more enemy around him.

Wow, Wang Fan vomited after watching the bloody scene for a long time, which made the already small confinement room emit an unpleasant sour smell.

Wang Fan sat on the bed, his face ashen. He thought he had experienced the bloodiest killing, but compared to Lu's battle, it was nothing to mention. After savoring the scene of the battle in his mind, Wang Fan suddenly felt eager to try. The feeling is like being obsessed with the feeling of holding a butcher knife after killing a chicken for the first time. It is a feeling of dominating and dominating the life and death of other lives. It makes people tremble at first, but after the fear wears off, the whole person becomes extremely excited. a feeling.

Squeak, the small window for delivering food in the solitary room opened. No one outside said anything, but Wang Fan could see that it was already dark outside and the searchlights had been turned on in the base. This also meant that he had been detained for at least eight hours. .

He took the dinner plate, four pieces of toast, a small piece of steak, two cut cooked potatoes, and a bottle of mineral water. This was Wang Fan's dinner.

Not bad, at least there was meat, and the person who delivered the food didn't close the small window, maybe because he was afraid that Wang Fan would eat the food up his nose!

Flipping through the slices of toast, I found a small note at the bottom. Through the light from the window, I could see it saying, rest assured, buddy, I have seen what you left!

Looking at the handwriting on the note, it was obvious that it was written by Jonathan. Unexpectedly, this old man had an idea and thought he had to find a way to notify him! It doesn't seem to be necessary now.

How could Wang Fan not keep any trump cards? He had the confidence to beat up his superiors because he had hidden an amulet. As a soldier in a country with severe racial discrimination, Wang Fan had seen many ugly things in the army. He was able to keep his anus from being hit by an electric drill. Everyone has their own methods, and Wang Fan is no exception.

After finishing the food on the plate with gusto and handing it out, Wang Fan asked, "Is there any more?" Unfortunately, the answer was that the window was closed with a bang.