Chapter 335 Encountering Tony
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In the roar of the engine, a fiery red figure burning with flames galloped on the empty road.
As the sun rose in the early hours of the morning, a ray of light illuminated the dim horizon.
The darkness gradually faded under the light of the light, and Johnny, who was riding a hell chariot, was exposed to the sun, and wisps of white air immediately swirled around him. Looks like a human!
What followed was an irresistible feeling of exhaustion.
Johnny just felt powerless, he was tired like never before, as if all his physical strength was exhausted, the scene in front of him even had a double image, and he almost couldn't control the direction of the motorcycle, he hit the wire on the side of the road. above the rod.
After reluctantly riding his bike back to the cemetery, Carter Slay had his own rolled tobacco in his mouth and looked at him quietly with a shovel in both hands: "Good morning, Dead Bones, it doesn't seem to be going well, tell me What the hell happened last night?"
"That person has appeared again."
Johnny rolled over and got off the motorcycle, with exhaustion written all over his face, and said weakly, "He is stronger than we thought, and he almost killed the Black Heart Demon last night."
"Pfft, almost killed the black-hearted demon?" Carter Shire was dumbfounded for a moment. He didn't even react when the shovel in his hand fell, and asked in disbelief, "Are you sure you're not joking with me?"
"Unfortunately, I hope this is a joke more than you." Johnny spread his hands helplessly and sighed: "But unfortunately this is the truth, and he only swung a sword to split the black heart demon. Summons a magical hellstorm."
"A sword splits the hell storm?!"
Although Carter Slay's expression did not change, a storm surged in his heart, his chin almost hit his feet, and he said in shock, "Wait, are you sure you read it right? That's a hell storm!"
"I'm sure I didn't read it wrong, and I almost died again." Johnny's expression was a little blank, his tired eyes were almost unable to open, and he said: "If there is nothing else, can you let me go to sleep first? "
"Uh... well, you go to rest first." Carter Slay took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and motioned him to rest first.
"Ah~~"
Johnny yawned as he staggered into the church.
In the small room at the back of the church, where Carter Sley usually lived privately, Johnny unceremoniously occupied his bed, and within a few seconds of lying on it, he let out a long and loud snoring sound. How tired.
outside the church.
Carter Slay stood there, thinking about that man all the time in his mind.
After a full ten minutes of silence, he let out a long sigh, and an inexplicable look flashed in Carter's cloudy eyes: "Could it be... is it really him?"
Carter Sley bowed to pick up the shovel, and walked slowly to a dilapidated tombstone.
The owner of the tombstone has written the name of Carter Shire, and below it is written a sentence: May the angel lead you into the road to heaven.
This tombstone erected for himself symbolizes the promise made by an angel!
For hundreds of years,
He stood alone in this cemetery, silently guarding the St. Van Ganza contract, in order to wait for the arrival of an angel to fulfill the promise he made at the beginning!
Carter Sley stared at the dilapidated tombstone, with a look of exhaustion in his eyes, and said to himself: "He...will he be the person you said?"
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The next day, early morning.
A five-star high-end hotel, located in the luxury suite on the top floor, the bright sunlight poured into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the soft breeze blew the white curtains, dancing softly like a woman's skirt.
Lord opened his eyes slowly, stretched contentedly, then put on his pajamas and got up, went to wash up, and then walked out of the room in good spirits and came to the restaurant on the fifth floor of the hotel.
It was still early at this time, and there were only twos and threes of people sitting in different places in the restaurant, enjoying breakfast quietly while looking up at the program on the TV.
"Good Morning, America" is playing on the TV, a program of abc, one of the three major media in the United States, with a witty and interesting emphasis, discussing serious news as a selling point.
Lord took a look and saw that it was talking about the cyan flames that suddenly appeared over the city of Dallas last night.
While the two hosts were amused, they explained what happened last night with a very official reply:
The general meaning is to call on everyone not to panic and guess. The sudden incident last night was actually a meteorite that streaked over Dallas and burned violently in the friction with the atmosphere, thus releasing this blue flame.
Very blunt reason...
Almost anyone with a discerning eye can see it.
The U.S. officials are obviously talking nonsense, and they don't even have data on meteorites. They are talking nonsense with one mouth.
Then in the following interview, several well-known scholars and experts openly refuted the official, saying that they concealed the truth of last night, and the cyan flame is actually an alien, not a so-called meteorite.
In the follow-up news, it suddenly broke out that the Hollywood actor cheated, the black gay was killed, etc., a series of eye-catching news.
"Heh~ As expected of the United States, this set of public opinion operations has the taste of the Cold War back then."
Lord couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and suddenly admired S.H.I.E.L.D., and roughly guessed how they covered up the truth.
First give you a very fake news, and then pack the fake news into real news, and finally pack it into fake news, true and false, false and true.
Bought more than a dozen well-known public figures, guested on various talk shows and boasted, and deliberately used aliens as a guise to refute the official statement.
In the end, several Hollywood star scandals broke out, and the public's attention was so forcibly diverted that it was successfully covered up.
After such a set of operations, the clouds and waters are intertwined.
The power of the media has been exerted to the extreme, making people voluntarily immersed in the information cocoon, unable to explore the truth behind it.
It's hard for S.H.I.E.L.D. to wipe his ass every time.
After swallowing the last piece of tender and juicy beef, Lord was about to get up and leave the restaurant, but unexpectedly saw a familiar figure who walked in with the hotel manager smiling.
And that familiar figure is Tony Stark!
Behind Tony Stark, there is also a blonde beauty in a long black dress, and a dutiful bodyguard Happy.
Sure enough, where he is, there must be no shortage of beautiful women!
But Lord is a little curious, why did Tony Stark suddenly come to Dallas?
Tony put his arms around the beautiful woman with a peach blossom face, walked into the restaurant and looked around. When he saw Lord sitting in the corner of the restaurant, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and then the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
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