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Chapter 757 Ryoko Asakura: Information about sucking and raising oneself(2/3)

He is even more disinterested in robots, aliens, and all that nonsense.

In the news broadcast.

A bunch of guys are noisily saying that they want to rule the entire world.

hehe.

Are we going to punish scary guys like the Devil King?!

Can it be done?!

Sakata Gintoki thought to himself, and he subconsciously touched Lake Toya on his waist.

Maybe!

Maybe it will succeed, maybe it will fail, but sometimes being stupid is a good thing.

At least let the world go in the direction of dreams.

That’s not bad!

"Well done!"

"Originally I wanted to make a fortune following Whitney, but now it seems that Gintoki Master House will continue to operate."

Sakata Gintoki held Shinnosuke in his arms and shouted loudly in the cabin.

"rest assured!"

"No matter what happens when you run into the desert, Whitney, with me here, your safety will be fine."

"Guard work is also my specialty."

Sakata Gintoki put one hand on his waist and the other around Nohara Shinnosuke, and Potato Kid also yelled.

"Yes, that's it!"

"Whether it's drinking, sleeping in bed, or playing small steel balls, Yin Sang will never lose!"

Shinnosuke pouted, his face flushed, and he looked like he was advocating Sakata Gintoki extremely seriously.

It's really embarrassing.

"hateful!"

"Don't tell me everything about this little thing!"

Sakata Gintoki pulled Shinnosuke's ear and whispered.

"One more thing."

"You forgot to mention looking for Mama-san, the same goes for..."

The sound from behind was inaudible.

But Sakata Gintoki and Shinnosuke had a very tacit understanding, and they burst out laughing.

"This guy..."

Nohara Mie looked like she had a headache.

Sakata Gintoki is definitely a good person, and this samurai gentleman takes good care of Shinnosuke.

But……

Sometimes these two guys have really bad personalities when they get together.

And the other side.

Whitney kept looking out the window.

After she came to Silkaria, what she originally wanted to do was to see her father.

But.

Regarding the funeral of Obadiah, it has been delayed and delayed due to a series of reasons.

Now.

It has even been dragged on the road to Afghanistan.

This is really...

Whitney thought about the fall of the City of Angels, the disappearance of Los Angeles assets.

As well as the only funds left by Obadiah, some of the scientific industries she acquired.

This is Whitney's final gain.

"..."

In silence, Whitney, who felt a little sad, touched the small bag she carried with her.

In addition to the familiar little gun, there is also the mask!

Um!

Although this mask is a semi-finished product and involves some signal connections on the nerves.

The retained information is also vague, and may have some side effects.

but……

She had already tried it quietly on her own.

It feels good to put on the mask, that kind of nervous relaxation and mystery.

Then Whitney was relaxed.

This behavior may be a bit bold, but the mask is the last investment Whitney has found.

Maybe……

Whitney thought back to what had happened.

Yunying, Jennifer, Kate, and the girls went on a big adventure together.

"I can also rely on myself."

"Maybe I should give myself a super name and do something!"

"Growing up, I have always been the best, and the current world is no exception."

"Right, father!"

Through the window.

Whitney held the mask in her hand, her eyes gradually becoming firmer.

No……

If I have to say it, if I follow Sakata Gintoki’s words, maybe...

That can be considered a kind of paranoia!

This moment.

Right behind Tony Stark's helicopter, in the evacuated cabin!

On the road to Afghanistan, a brand new mask lady was born!



What happened in Sirkaria was just a small episode.

Even the people here didn't realize that Mr. Tony Stark, whom they worshiped like a god, had left.

All that is left is an empty shell of steel armor and the empty promises made to them in the past.

certainly.

Tony Stark is not a guy who talks empty talk.

Don't rush.

Wait until the "computational prime" data in hand is completely analyzed in the desert laboratory.

"He will come back again!"

Electronic sounds are echoing.

This voice is so familiar, it’s actually the Ultimate Iron Man!

And now.

The picture of Sirkaria presented in front of us was during Mr. Prime Minister's press conference speech.

There is only a flicker of light left, a little connection of digital information.

But.

This center of shining digital light is held in the hands of an alien.

"whee."
To be continued...
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