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Chapter 956 Baron Mordos darkening, oh, dad has a headache(2/3)

"How long do you want to wait?!"

There was a long silence in the laboratory.

Whitney didn't get the answer she wanted, so she stepped on her boots and left.

Tony Stark was left in the darkened laboratory.

"Soon."

"In Obadiah's eyes, I am always successful. If I go to see him like this, I will be a failure."

"Obadiah will be disappointed."

With Tony Stark talking to himself.

The buttons on the laboratory console lit up row after row, and the huge energy reactor deep in the desert base was operating.

this base.

In the past, it must have been established by the Stark Group to study weapons plans in certain abandoned cases.

And now it has become Tony Stark's final resting place.

He has the last gift from Nick Fury, which is a new type of element that his father left for him.

And now...

The complex model compiled on the big screen is the captured spectral energy signal.

"Jarvis, help me increase the power..."

"gentlemen!"

There seemed to be some worry in Jarvis' intelligent voice.

It is obvious that Tony Stark's upcoming operation triggered the laboratory's safety regulations.

But this man doesn't care about anything.

"Increase the power to 800% before my energy reactor explodes."

"I'm going to capture hell!"

The hell breaks loose has begun.

The ritual of the Eye of Basflorus is just above the head of the real dimension.

Use energy to scan this weird pattern.

And when the hell fragments arrived, those shattered mirrors...

Tony is doing crazy enough things.



"Why?!"

Facing the heat in the desert and the hellish scenery reflected above our heads.

A certain heroine holding a spear felt like she was going crazy.

"We didn't go to register as superheroes, and we missed the opportunity to become famous."

"Now that the world is experiencing such a catastrophe, you actually let me watch here."

"You are really going too far, Sakata Gintoki!"

As for Yunying's dissatisfaction, Mr. Samurai sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and set up a small tent.

Recline in a comfortable lounge chair and even have some cold fruit to eat.

"ah!"

"This is life!"

Since the last time he faced Mephisto, Sakata Gintoki has been falling.

"There are always people who are better than us in this world who will come forward."

"how……"

"With just the wooden gun in your hand and my wooden knife, are you ready to save the world?!"

Sakata Gintoki patted Dongting Lake on his waist and persuaded him earnestly.

"Stop making trouble, look at the guys in the laboratory. They are not good playboys."

"Now everything looks unkempt."

"The Stark Group once had huge assets all over the world, but only a few of them are left now."

"Fortunately...it's enough for me, Yin Sang, so I can eat enough every day."

Sakata Gintoki said.

I threw a bunch of grapes into my mouth and drank a whole glass of strawberry milk with satisfaction.

Then he shouted into the open space.

"Jarvis, bring me a big bucket of dessert. I love this so much."

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Sakata Gintoki!"

Jarvis' absolutely intelligent service experience.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if Tony Stark is extremely depressed now.

But in the desert base, there is absolutely no problem with this supply.

"Yin Sang!"

at the same time.

Walking out of the base, Shinnosuke appeared with a dizzy face and a very lack of energy.

"Hehe, here, here... I've prepared a fruit mountain of ice cream that will definitely satisfy you."

A warm welcome from Sakata Gintoki.

During this period of time, Nohara Shinnosuke was a little tired, this little potato guy who was usually full of energy.

Not only did I become very sleepy, I even had dark circles under my eyes.

strangeness!

Obviously the sleeping time has been extended, but why does he look like he didn't get enough sleep after staying up late?

"ah……"

Shinnosuke let out a long yawn.

"I'm so sleepy..."

"I dreamed about the dark uncle again. He always said something in my ear..."

Shinnosuke climbed onto Sakata Gintoki's lap and took a big mouthful of ice to wake up.

Then he muttered.

"Supreme, supreme... is it Supreme Pizza?! I want to eat cheese flavor."

"Add more pineapple and no green pepper. Thank you for your patronage."

The little brat used the wrong word again.

Looking at Shinnosuke, Sakata Gintoki narrowed his eyes.

Based on Mr. Samurai's intuition, the so-called supreme thing in the kid's mouth is definitely not cheese pizza.

"Mr. Shiroyasha."

"The last time you tried your best, you weren't as helpless as you are now."

"Are you worried about Shinnosuke?"

Yunying came over.

Although she looked like rushing into the battlefield of hell, she thought of the Nohara family and Whitney.

They can't leave.

"Oh, oh, what age are you in? Don't call me such a middle-class name, Yun Da Nvxia."

Sakata Gintoki still looks dishonest.

He hugged Shinnosuke and looked up at the sky, seeing the strange scene that appeared there.

The supreme temple belonging to Kamal Taj.

In the turbulent flow of the void, the fragments of hell are reflected, as well as the heroes rushing towards hell.

What a familiar scene...

Maybe in his dusty memory, in his original world, it was like this when the gods came.
To be continued...
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