Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man

Chapter 38 Mark III
I don't know any rich man in Marvel who wears a hood in the middle of the night to catch thieves on the street.

Except DC of course, the richer you are, the more you have to put on a hood and walk around in the middle of the night, making Gotham City and the metropolis with simple folk customs smoky, and the law and order are extremely chaotic.

"This is the latest improvement of Dr. Ethan's portable Mark III armor, which has many features such as ten-second wear, thin and light."

Ye Qingyang took the suitcase and found that it weighed less than twenty kilograms.

"We used the latest high-tech molecules, which greatly reduced the weight of the original titanium alloy. Peter Parker also contributed a lot to this." Ethan glanced at Ye Qingyang, who was already dressed.

"See if there is any inappropriate size. This mecha also has an automatic retractable function, which can change according to the different body shapes of the wearer."

"It's very good. It doesn't feel heavy when worn on the body, and the joints are more flexible than before." Ye Qingyang did a few movements in Wing Chun.

What is the one-word clamping sheep and horse, the Japanese word punching punch, and even the joyful punch, although they cannot be said to be commanded like arms, they are already a great improvement compared to the Mark II armor given by the system.

What Ye Qingyang valued the most was its portability. In the future, all his women would wear a set, so that the safety would be greatly increased.

Things like Little Pepper being caught must never happen again.

"Great, Ethan, Peter, I will double your salary!" Ye Qingyang took off his armor with satisfaction, and changed back into a suitcase.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Shit, may Allah bless you." The little spider incoherently said happily. With this money, he can also help Harry Osborn whose company went bankrupt because his father ran away.

"By the way, Peter, how is the progress between you and Mary Jane?" Ye Qingyang was a little gossip.

"Uh, it's okay, I've asked her out for dinner several times."

"I'm not asking that, I'm asking if you've ever hit a home run."

"Home run? No, no, no, Mary Jane is my goddess. I can't blaspheme her like this, and she said that I can wait until I get married." The little spider blushed.

"Tch, after you get married, that's a common trick used by women. You are in love, not in business. You don't have to follow the rules. The more you follow the rules, the more women will look down on you." Ye Qingyang began to pass on his unique secrets. .

Although Ye Qingyang didn't have a chance to practice it before, but he found this trick very useful during his recent dates with Betty Ross.

"Do you know when women are the easiest to get?"

"I don't know." The little spider replied honestly.

"I'm really defeated by you. Work is not everything. You have to settle your lifelong affairs first, so that you can concentrate on your work, isn't it Ethan?" Ye Qingyang turned his head to look.

Only to find that Ethan was alone in a daze with a cut newspaper.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Qingyang moved his head closer.

A yellowed newspaper with a young Russian male scientist on the cover and the headline Soviet Scientist Defected.

"Compared to this, this is Antoni Wannik, the father of Ivan the Lightning Five in a Row." Ye Qingyang said.

"Yes, my former doctoral advisor mentioned him, saying that he is one of the greatest physicists in the Soviet Union," Ethan said with some emotion.

"It's a pity that he was born at an untimely time. If he can concentrate on scientific research, his achievements will definitely be astonishing!"

Ye Qingyang shrugged, he didn't care about these past events.

"These are the video tapes left by your father, why don't you watch them together?" Dr. Ethan asked.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in old antiques. You and Peter should study it carefully. I'm going to study how to pass on the family line for human beings."

Ye Qingyang brought up the portable Mark III suitcase, which I took first.

"No problem, we still have several spare sets, you can build them vigorously!"

"Tch, you're talking like I'm a prodigal." Ye Qingyang curled his lips.

"Drip-"

Ye Qingyang's cell phone suddenly received a text message.

"Are you there?"

It's Betty Ross.

"You think, therefore I am!" Ye Qingyang replied in seconds.

"Is there a problem?"

"I'm in a bad mood, can you come over and chat with me?"

Ye Qingyang glanced at the time, it was almost 12 o'clock in the evening, it is not a good habit to go to bed late and get up early, we should all develop good work and rest habits, and reply decisively

"No problem, where are you?"

"School playground."

Ye Qingyang, who originally wanted to find Xiao Rongyu, turned the car around and flew to Calf University!
Ye Qingyang walked to the playground of Calf University, and saw a figure sitting on the audience stand next to him, it was Betty Ross.

The delicate little face is slightly powdered, the pink lipstick looks very attractive, a black silk on the leg can vaguely see the fair skin, and there seems to be traces of crying on the face.

Ye Qingyang looked at the empty wine bottles at her feet, and thought to himself
"How can this girl drink so much?"

"I thought you wouldn't come over." Seeing Ye Qingyang's figure, Betty Rose was a little surprised.

"We're good friends. If a friend is in trouble, we will support you from all directions." Ye Qingyang sat beside her carelessly, maybe it was a little cold, but Betty Rose felt the warmth around her and even leaned over on her own initiative.

Ye Qingyang suddenly felt that half of his body was hot and soft, and he was a little distracted.

betty ross pouted and asked

"Are you coming to see me just because of a friend's help?"

At twelve o'clock in the night, there were still many boys and girls hanging out on the playground, which made Ye Qingyang lament that the American people are full of energy, no wonder black uncles also like to act at night.

"Do you want to smoke?" Ye Qingyang took out a pack of Tianshan snow lotus that he carried with him.

"No, but I like to watch you smoke." Betty Rose's eyes were blurred.

Just as Ye Qingyang was about to light the fire, Betty Ross snatched it away.
"let me help you"

The yellowish flames reflected Betty Rose's big flickering eyes, which was a little seductive in the middle of the night.

Ye Qingyang moved his head closer, and Betty Rose's breath was sprayed on his face, the aroma was mixed with the smell of alcohol, which was extraordinarily seductive.

"Here you—" Betty Ross handed over the half bottle of wine left.

Ye Qingyang is not too polite, as long as it is not liquor, Ye Qingyang can handle it a little bit.

I took a swig, the ice-cold wine mixed with the smell of Betty Ross lipstick and the chill of the late New York night.

"Haha, cool!" Ye Qingyang smiled wantonly.

Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for.

Betty Ross looked at the man beside him with admiration. He was unrestrained, dissolute and free, which was really enviable.

(End of this chapter)