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Marvel: I’m really not Superman - Chapter 90

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Marvel: I’m really not Superman

Marvel: I’m really not Superman - Chapter 90
"A reward for you."

Natasha said with a smile.

Lynch, who was originally full of anger and anxiety, suddenly smiled and hugged Natasha tighter.

"Hmph."

Unexpectedly, this hit Natasha's wound, causing her to snort in pain.

Lynch nervously glanced at the wound and found that the condition of the wound was not optimistic.

"Let's go."

Saying that, Lynch looked at Namor who was smashed by his punch, and replaced it with an icy expression.

He regretted it a little.

Either the Atlantic earthquake was omitted, or the potential threat was addressed.

It seems that this Namo is not much different from the one in his impression.

The same arrogance, the same stupidity, the same lecherousness.

Namor was Marvel's first named and surnamed superhero, and finally mixed into a three-tier unpopular character, far inferior to the Aquaman of the DC family next door, of course, there is a reason.

The same Atlantis is mixed with humans, Aquaman is biased towards humans, while Namor only cares about his own Atlantean people.

Also a bare macho man, Aquaman gives people a thick and honest feeling, while Namor looks evil and insidious.

In the same partner configuration, Aquaman and his wife Mae La are on the right and very happy, while Namor thinks about hooking up with a married woman and a human wife day by day.

Who would like such a character?

Even if Namor can be stronger than Aquaman, such as Namor can fly, the artifact is easy to use, but all other aspects are defeated.

Such a character who looks angry, if it were not for the early and world view needs, it is estimated that it would have been deleted by Marvel a long time ago.

With just a glance, Lynch determined that Namor was seriously injured and stopped caring about him.

Take Natasha out of here first, after all, this is people's hometown, if she fights, it may hurt her.

"Close your eyes."

Lynch gently touched Natasha's eyes, afraid that she would be uncomfortable seeing the scene moving at high speed.

Then, Lynch used his mental power to invigorate the power field and wrap Natasha in it.

With his legs curled, Lynch took Natasha and flew out of the bottom of the sea in an instant, heading for New York.

Unshackled, Lynch was as fast as lightning, and he traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and even the hundreds of passengers on the passenger plane he encountered on the road could not see what the shadows passing around him were.

Soon, the two stopped at a special hospital.

This is a secret hospital under S.H.I.E.L.D., which is dedicated to treating S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who perform various special tasks, with good confidentiality and sufficient level.

Soon, the hospital examined Natasha, took care of it and sent her to the ward, while Lynch remained silently on the sidelines.

......

Atlantis, where Natasha was originally located was already a mess.

With anger and no consideration for Lynch, he verified his terrifying destructive power, just rushed in from beginning to end, punched Namo, and finally left quickly, and a hundred miles were reduced to ruins.

Where Lynch used to stand, a large hole similar to a crater appeared, and nearby buildings collapsed and fell outward.

And Namor was even hit far away by Lynch's punch, I don't know how many wall stone pillars were broken, and fell a hundred meters away, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

After Lynch was gone for a long time, finally Atlantis arrived in a panic and dug up their king from the ruins.

They were so terrified that they couldn't understand why their king would be injured and passed out in his palace.

Fortunately, they were not too stupid, and a few Atlanteans danced around Namor for a long time, and finally thought of sending Namor for treatment.

Atlantis' level of technology is quite sophisticated, but this sophistication is often only reflected in useless places.

For example, it only took them a few minutes to snatch Namamo, who had only one breath left, from the hands of the Grim Reaper.

However, most of the high-tech civilizations in the Marvel universe are not so smart in the face of the enemy, they always wear high-tech uniforms and high-tech weapons, and Ulaula charges the enemy like a primitive man.

Who do you say to reason with this?

Then again, after treatment, Namo, who gradually stabilized his life breath, woke up.

He opened two eyes full of hatred, fear, as if Lynch was right in front of him.

Unfortunately, there were only a few cute-looking Atlantis blueskins in front of him.

"What happened? Why did you get hurt like this? An

Atlantean couldn't help but ask.

And when Namor heard which pot he didn't open and which pot, he immediately glared at him viciously.

Where could that Atlantean stand this death gaze, and immediately shook his body and took two steps back, closing his mouth in aggrievedness.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Namor roared with his teeth dancing, and it seemed to appear in his mind again...

Oh no, he didn't even see Lynch.

In his memory, from the moment when his trident was about to poke Natasha, it was like being grasped by an invisible big hand, and every place in his body seemed to be frozen into ice, unable to move.

At that time, he could only suppress the infinite fear and despair in his heart, and used the strength to eat milk to break free of control.

Fortunately, this horror did not last long.

Soon, he was instantly unconscious by Lynch's punch and flew far away.

Damn it!

Namo's guilt was both angry and afraid; I want to take revenge and regret it.

Anger is because he has always been arrogant and arrogant, as the king of the ancient civilization of Atlantis with a long history and powerful technology, the lord of the seven seas who is vast and boundless, and his people are innumerable, he almost died without even seeing the shadow of the enemy, what a shame!

Scared, of course, because that enemy definitely has the ability to kill him, and he is only a little closer to death!

He has always croaked his teeth and will repay him, of course, he wants to take revenge on Lynch, but what about the consequences? The probability is to send it to the door to find death!

So he also regretted it, regretting that he shouldn't have provoked these humans, shouldn't have provoked that excessively beautiful woman.

But, is regret still useful now?

Namo, who was too excited, moved a little big, pulled his severely injured body, and grinned in pain for a while.

At this time, four Atlanteans rushed in front of him.

An old-looking Atlantean saw that Namor was really seriously injured and dying, and immediately said to Namor with a solemn expression:

"My king, have you been attacked by enemies on land?"

Namor contained his anger for a moment, and then looked coldly at the person who spoke.

This was the most powerful minister under Namo, who helped him a lot, and could be said to be his right hand.

After all, he was the first person ever to become king of Atlantis as a hybrid of Atlantis and humans.

It's as incredible as a white man or black man running to a flower grower to become a king, and you can imagine the hardships involved.

Without this minister, Namor would not be where he is today.

So, Namor didn't ignore his inquiry, and replied in a cold tone:

"Yes, that damn guy is powerful."

A trace of stunned expression flashed on the face of the minister.

In his impression, he had never heard Namor evaluate a person as "very powerful"!

Combined with the current situation, he could quickly conclude that this enemy who had invaded Atlantis was probably in big trouble.

With a calculation in his heart, he bowed his head slightly and said confidently and seriously:

"You don't have to worry, this time it was our negligence, and he can't win next time."

"Huh..."

Namor sneered, his eyes full of displeasure.

Several Atlanteans fell silent with some embarrassment because their king had been wounded in his home without them knowing, let alone helping.

After a while, a younger, powerful Atlantean stood up and said in a deep voice:

"I am willing to follow the king and take revenge on the human beings on land to wash away the shame suffered by Atlantis."

The two Atlanteans who came with them also woke up when they heard this, and one voice louder than the other expressed their willingness to follow.

Faced with such a statement, Namor scanned several people inside and out with an inspecting gaze, and his expression did not improve by half a minute.

Because of his cruel nature, the heroic Namor will not be moved by this clumsy faithful performance, but will wonder if they have some other bad ideas?

He can sit on the throne of Atlantis, but he does not blindly rely on force and luck, and his own intelligence and power are also quite outstanding.

Because these Atlanteans are located in the deep sea and have a pure bloodline, they have always rejected the half-blood Namor explicitly or implicitly.

Even if he became king, that contempt and disgust only shifted from the bright side to the secret, and never disappeared for a day!

So Namor was very skeptical....

Are these promiscuous thieves trying to murder the widow?

Didn't you see that I almost died?

Still thinking of encouraging me to take revenge?

"What about you?"

Namor looked expressionlessly at his minister, wanting to hear what he had to say.

The minister hesitated for a moment and said slowly:

"I think... There is no need to take revenge on your own initiative ... They will definitely come back, we just have to be prepared. "

Oh?"

Hearing him say this, Namo's heart sank.

Perhaps, just being suspicious?

Ready?

If you don't start first, do you wash your neck and wait for death?

If you can use ordinary humans as a threat, maybe there will be a glimmer of life!

Namor gritted his teeth, his heart was fierce, and he decided to take the risk!

In the next second, Namo's expression changed, replaced by a hideous and terrifying face.

He broke free from the medical equipment on his body, grabbed the trident in front of him, and raised it fiercely above his head.

"Send troops! Flood their land! "

......

In the hospital room, Lynch held Natasha's hand and watched her slowly fall asleep.

Suddenly, he turned his head sharply and saw a big movement in that direction from a distance.

On the top of the huge wave, Namor came towards Lynch with hundreds of strangely dressed blue-skinned Atlanteans.

Not far away in New York, countless citizens who saw such a spectacle began to shout in amazement.

"Invaders of Atlantis, come out and die! Otherwise the endless tsunami will engulf your city and drown your people! "

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Marvel: I’m really not Superman

Marvel: I’m really not Superman - Chapter 90

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