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216 Canuck's Ideological Education Course five thousand character chapters(1/3)

 Bulkesso and the others ended a banquet hastily, but it looked like Odin had been thinking about whether he had done something ridiculous when he was young for a long time.
For example, did you do something with a hammer to give birth to a hammer son...
Bulcaisel returned directly to the Holy Mountain of Harrogath with Ancient One, and then everything returned to normal.
Except that Volusk always asked Gu Yi for news about O Shutu, nothing weird happened.
On the other side, Rumlow and the others temporarily formed a team with Steve after discussion.
However, there is nothing that requires them to go out together at the moment, and it is a happy life to only receive wages and not work every day.
Anyway, S.H.I.E.L.D. is not short of salaries for a few people.
At least Luke had the savings to take Jessica around.
Only Steve, after being reminded by S.H.I.E.L.D., the military finally realized that it was time to pay retirement pay to their beloved Captain America, which is worth celebrating.
In the constant wrangling, this is the only result they have come up with, which is gratifying.
At least the meeting didn't last long and nothing was done.
By the way, they also paid a lot of insurance for this old man who looked to be only 20 or 30 years old, and even paid taxes.
During this period of time, Jill lived with Frank and never took off the solidarity ring on her hand.
Because Frank had to take his son with him, the rare smell of gunpowder disappeared for a while.

"Natasha, you can already call yourself a barbarian."
Cassius looked at Natasha in front of him, and the aura of dustiness in this woman was much reduced.
After all, the demons in the secret realm wouldn't do anything different because of her coquettish behavior.
“It’s like a new life experience.”
Natasha looked at Cassius in front of her with some profound meaning.
Like a rootless woman, Natasha felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation on the holy mountain of Harrogas.
There is no need to undergo inhumane special training, and there is no need to repeatedly infiltrate those strange organizations in order to gain SHIELD's trust.
The only thing you need to do is to find ways to continuously become stronger, and then understand why you exist during the battle.
Life may be meaningless, but existence is a very meaningful thing.
No idea, no matter what it is, is more real than existence itself.
"I didn't expect you to be quite good at drinking. I always feel like I'm at a loss."
Cassius looked at Natasha in front of him with some disbelief.
Just yesterday, the agreement between Cassius and Eulongus expired.
In order to win, Cassius promised that as long as Natasha could beat Hawkeye, he would let her drink until she was full.
Natasha's charm method is of no use against demons, but it is really effective against Hawkeye.
It was obvious that the start had been announced, but Natasha used small talk and other means to make Hawkeye relax his vigilance.
By the time she waved her fist, Hawkeye had no time to react.
So Cassius won the treasure of Bulcasso from Eulongus.
"Maybe, but your collection doesn't smell as good as what I smelled from Rorschach."
Natasha smoothed her hair and smiled at Cassius.
"Burquesso is the best winemaker we have known for many years."
Cassius didn't mind the ridicule at all. His collection was indeed inferior to Bulcasso's works, and there was nothing to be angry about.
"By the way, do you really plan to fight with fists like me? You must know that your physical fitness is inherently worse than Luke and the others."
Cassius was a little worried.
Although it is gratifying that his heir is willing to use fists like him, not every barbarian is suitable for fighting with fists.
At least none of the female barbarians he knew before were suitable for this kind of fighting style, not even Leiko.
"The weapons of the barbarians are a bit too exaggerated."
Natasha was deeply impressed by the two-handed giant hammer every time she saw Rumlow.
Although once the concentration of the Nephalem bloodline reaches the standard, you will have a portable backpack.
But the action of taking out the weapon still takes some time.
And Natasha's battles always break out in the blink of an eye.
"Tch, are you still going to fight in your own way? You already know that beauty is meaningless when you meet a devil."
Cassius sneered at Natasha's choice.
"The world is not full of demons now. There are more battles between people."
What Natasha said was not unreasonable, but it was no longer the case after the Seven Demon Kings of Hell actually made a fuss.
Cassius knew this, so he was a little worried.
"When the time comes, go to Bulcasso and ask him to make you a pair of gloves. Just say that I owe him a favor."
Cassius frowned and said with some difficulty.
A barbarian with a glove?
This is simply a joke.
Cassius knew that what he said meant that he would definitely be ridiculed by other ancestors on the holy mountain of Harrogath.
But he didn't want his heir to die in the hands of the devil because he didn't use weapons in the battle.
"What, Wayne, are you going to fight with your fists like Natasha?"
Cassius glanced at Bruce Wayne who had just walked up to him.
After Bruce Wayne received training from Korik, he would come to learn empty-handed fighting techniques from him.
"No, I don't have this plan. After all, Kolik is better at weapons. Just because you use weapons doesn't mean you can't keep them."
Behind Bruce Wayne, Korik also came over.
"You're going to owe Bulqueso a favor? That's rare. You never owe a favor."
Korik looked at Cassius in front of him as if he had seen a white crow.
"Should I watch my heir blow up his own arm in battle just like me?"
Cassius said angrily.
"It never occurred to you that Bulcaisel might not have the materials to make gloves left in his hands?"
"How come the blacksmith didn't leave any materials behind? Didn't Karashim also use Bulkesso's work before he obtained the original Dragon Soul?"
Cassius was a little impatient.
The Dragon Soul Gloves and Bulcaisel's twin swords are almost the same, they are both professional set weapons.
Karashim is a monk whose main fighting method is boxing, so he likes the pair of gloves that can greatly increase the power of boxing.
The combination of Shenron's ruthless onslaught and Shenron's legendary fist is the Shenron Soul set.
"The effect of the Dragon Soul is to increase damage based on whether the internal energy is sufficient. Where does the barbarian get the internal energy?"
Korik and Cassius were arguing, while Natasha and Wayne on the other side couldn't get a word in at all.
"Then make a pair of hammer fists! As long as that thing is strong, it's enough!"
"It's better to use two heavy weapons to kill people!"
As a legendary glove, the hammer fist does not have many advantages except that it is strong enough.
But the gloves were too heavy, not much worse than the heavy weapons of the barbarians.
"Let's talk about it then. Anyway, she doesn't need to worry about weapons right now. Let's get two axes ready."
Cassius was not going to argue anymore.
To be continued...
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