Stand User in Marvel Universe - Chapter 729

After coming out of the pizzeria, you can still hear the lively voice inside.

This warmth seems to dilute the coldness of the world, making people want to leave.

Maybe this is the real reason why people are willing to line up to eat here ...

Dior turned around and seemed to be seeing a phantom smiling at him.

"Let's go back."

"Well, can't you open your mouth to talk first? I'm afraid I can't help it."

Some dizzy Dior closed his mouth helplessly. Now his mouth is black and green, and a mouth is scary to death.

So, just now phantom vision is not smiling at me, but can't help laughing?

West Eights Pillar!

Dior, who almost "gonghua", got into the car with a black face.

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The next day, Steve stayed at the base, Fast Bank continued to tap his potential, and Dior and Natasha came to ‘New Asgard’.

"It's not next to the golden palace and the magic hammer."

Dior looked at the group of houses in New Asgard, and looked at these Asgard people who seemed to have fully integrated into the earth, feeling incomprehensible.

"Hey! Why are you here?"

Valkyrie, the Valkyrie in orange sportswear, put down the goods to be carried and greeted loudly.

"It's been a long time, and it looks like you've adapted to your life now."

Dior came with Natasha, and almost every Asgard was busy. Although they lost their original home and half of their companions, the rest of them were seeds of hope. They Will resurrect Asgard with his own hands.

But it seems their leader has something wrong ...

"Well, okay, it was a bit uncomfortable at the beginning, but after a long stay, I found it suitable for us." Valkyrie pursed his lips, seemingly indifferent.

"Did you come to Sol? Give up, he won't see you. In fact, even we can only meet him at the beginning of the month, when he comes out to get ... 'supply'."

Following her gaze, Dior and Natasha saw that in a corner, there were dozens of cans of beer like gas cans.

Neither of them had thought about Sol's problem more than they expected before they came, so they couldn't help looking at each other and seeing each other's thoughts.

"That's not necessarily. I have more experience than you about escaping from autism. Leave it to me."

Valkyrie shrugged helplessly, "Come with me, I hope you can let that guy out of that **** room!"

Not to blame her for having such a bad attitude in words. Now is the time when the Asgard people need their king to stand up, but their king has begun to give up like a small child. Disappointed. Maybe she chose to return.

Soon, Valkyrie took both of them to a room.

"Sor is in there, the rest is up to you, I have the goods to move, and leave." Valkyrie glanced inexplicably at the inside, then turned and left with a sigh.

"It seems that this old friend of ours is very autistic." Diaw thoughtfully.

"If it's not the case, and we can't make it, he'll come out of autism himself, won't he?" Natasha didn't know whether to say to Dior, or to himself, or Tell Sol inside.

Then, the knock on the door sounded.

No one answered ...

Natasha was going to knock on the door again, at which point Dior stopped her. "I'll come. This is the only time I need ... it's fine. Come in."

Seeing that Dior just removed the wooden door with a little force, Natasha resisted the urge to vomit, and took a deep breath and went in.

"This smell ... it's like something died in it."

Dior frowned as soon as he entered, not only because of the murky air inside, but also because he smelled another ‘taste’.

"Hello, Sol?"

"Oh! See who's here! Welcome to New Asgard to be a guest. I'm so glad to see you! Would you like a bottle? By the way, can you fix the TV antenna for me? TV two weeks ago The channel ca n’t be watched, and the sports channel is like a heavy mosaic, so that I can only stay in the room to play games. There was another game ID called Tian **** almost two days ago that I flew over to kill In his head, he dared to ambush the great Odin's son Thor, Thor, and killed me exactly 20 times ... "

After holding a big belly with his nose and shirtless, and hugging him with a strange smell, Dior and Natasha reluctantly found that the handsome and powerful Thor God Thor had now become A fat house that can only squat at home, even the appearance of picking feet is so ... pin (river crab) soul.

"Sor! You know we're not here to help you fix a TV antenna, or to listen to your bragging experience playing games with others, you're ruining yourself."

Watching the mess in the room, the empty wine bottles and the Storm Tomahawk reduced to a corkscrew ... Natasha stared at Sol's eyes very seriously.

It seemed a bit insane that Sol took his hand for a moment, but continued to stuff it into his mouth and started tons of tons.

"Hey, listen, I'm fine, never better. What's wrong? Doesn't I look good?" Sol smiled fakely, as if forced out of the flesh on his face. .

"You look like a pool of ice cream."

At this moment Dior came over and said politely.

"Haha ~ ~ You are still so humorous. So what are you going to do here? Are you here to play? Or to see an old friend?"

"It used to be like this, but now I change my mind, maybe I should beat you up."

"Wow, this joke isn't very interesting." Saul said, picking up the Storm Tomahawk with one hand, but still smiling.

"It looks like you haven't gotten into the bones. Although you can still pick up this axe, how much can you do now? Maybe I should go to the streets and find some tramps for you to practice?

Dior glanced over his pregnant belly for four or five months, and then said disdainfully.

Natasha noticed that Thor's hand tightened tightly. It seemed that Dior's radical law had taken effect, but the expected scene did not happen.

Sol just sneered, and raised the Storm Tomahawk to open another bottle of wine.

If the artifact has spirit, it is estimated that it will jump out and choke the **** immediately!