I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

John could send the person to the police station, or he could just find a place near the sea and throw him down.

But sacrificing hue?

This was not an option for him.

How could it be that Maya Hansen was so cheap!

As for using it to work, John didn't just talk casually.

Although the Extremis virus has flaws, it also has benefits that cannot be ignored.

Even compared to the Super Soldier Serum, it's not bad at all.

Killian, that frail scholar, after being injected with the Extremis virus, became a devil inferno who tore off his armor with his hands.

Not to mention the ability to regenerate severed limbs.

This thing created a desperate soldier group, and among other things, the Purple Sweet Potato Demon had to be slapped twice when he came.

As a developer, Maya’s business capabilities go without saying.

Not as good as super geniuses like Tony and Ivan, but still genius-level existences.

Aim originally had a large shareholding held by the Wick family, but Killian died due to a terrorist attack, and the company directly became a dominant company.

"Are you sure you want me to go back?" Maya looked suspicious.

She had made plans to spend the rest of her life in prison even if she didn't die, but John directly let him go, the culprit who promoted the birth of the Extremis virus.

And John took out a formula and put it on the table.

That was the business card that Maya took out. On the back, there was a completed formula.

"how do you……"

Seeing that formula, Maya could no longer be described as shocked.

She couldn't come up with that thing in ten years, otherwise she wouldn't have come up with a crooked idea for Tony to complete.

Could it be Tony?

The moment the idea came up, Maya dismissed it.

Although Tony Stark seems careless, he is actually a principled person.

Having seen the harm caused by the Extremis virus, Tony would never let this thing appear on the market.

After much thought and no answer, Maya set her sights on John.

It could only be this person.

Who would have thought that besides Tony Stark, there was another super genius?

John raised his eyebrows and said, "Look carefully."

After John's reminder, Maya looked carefully.

Only then did she realize that it was not just a supplement, but also a modification.

Maya deduced it in her mind, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Why, why is this happening?" she muttered.

The Extremis virus was perfected, but it was also greatly weakened.

Without specific experimental results to support it, she didn't know how much it would be weakened, but compared to the old version of the Extremis virus, it would probably be much less.

"Do you want a weapon, or a potion that can heal people?" John said lightly, "I will give you enough power, and you need to transform the pioneer technology."

"I'll let Helen work with you."

The healing power of the Extremis virus can be used as a super healing medicine.

John reduced the increase in power of the Extremis virus and instead removed the instability and turned it into a one-time healing potion.

Just a capsule the size of a fingernail can allow disabled people to regrow their missing parts.

"Isn't this what you want?" John saw Maya's hesitation, his eyes were deep, "It's also what Taran Industry needs."

Superheroes mean constant disasters, and ordinary weapons cannot satisfy superhero battles at all.

Tallan Industries already has the Regeneration Cradle, and with the addition of the Healing Capsule, it can become the largest medical company in the United States and even the world.

Maya Hansen feels dazed. It seems that not only is she out of jail, but she has been upgraded.

Feeling that she needed to calm down, she turned around and prepared to go back to the guest room to take a nap.

As a result, John kicked her out directly.

"Report to Taran Industrial Medical Department and tell Helen that I introduced you."

Maya first looked down at the two long legs of her lower body, then looked up at the closed door.

For the first time, she felt that her charm was so unbearable.

"At least give me a pair of pants."

why would you say so?

Because she really wasn't wearing any.

Thanks to the clothes being big enough, otherwise the two long legs wouldn't have appeared.

John heard this and opened the door.

Maya thought she could go in.

With a wave of John's wand, Maya put on a pair of jeans that didn't match her upper body very well.

The door closed again.

Maya looked resentful.

...

John didn't expect that Wenwu would do what he said.

Just when he was thinking about teasing Peter and educating Shang-Chi, he received an invitation.

Wenwu's smiling voice sounded, "I promised you to watch the Mandarin dance, John."

Wenwu, who took the Mandarin away, sent an invitation and invited John to watch the Mandarin dance.

Oh, it would be Strevor Slattery.

The actor was kneeling in front of Wenwu, sweating profusely.

The fierce-looking Ten Rings gangsters all around stared at him.

Trevor was so frightened that he didn't dare to raise his head.

He moved out little by little, and finally reached the door.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Razor Fist grinning ferociously, and a hot knife popped out of his right fist.

Trevor moved back bit by bit with great sincerity.

"Build a stage for him," Wen Wu said calmly, "I will give you time to rehearse. If you can make my friends laugh, you can save your life."

Trevor nodded.

He was originally an actor, and acting was his specialty.

When Wenwu walked out of the door, his expression changed and he looked to the other side.

When Xu Xialing saw her father, she shrank back behind the corner like a deer.

Wen Wu took a surprised look and saw a face similar to his wife's.

For a moment, he thought he saw his wife coming back.

But he knew that it was just his imagination.

He shook his head and refused to look at his daughter.

Xu Xialing waited there for a long time, but she did not wait for her father to come to her.

She stood there, knowing that the Facebook master was passing by.

Knowing what kind of person his gang leader was, the man with facial makeup looked at the crying face and shook his head slightly.

It's not that I don't care, I just don't dare to face it.

It's a pity that this is the Ten Rings Gang of Wenwu, and they are also Wenwu's ministers.

No minister will discuss his master's fault, and no minister will interfere in his master's family affairs.

They all left.

Xu Xialing finally made up her mind.

She is leaving here.

Like Shang-Chi.

...

Christmas is a long holiday in the West.

While Shang-Chi is studying hard, he also has to prevent himself from falling behind in training.

John was teaching him how to control the power within him.

"mood."

John Monk stood in the spacious room and said: "Magic, if you want to make people laugh, you have to know how to laugh. If you want to make people cry, you have to be sad enough."

"If you want to kill someone, you need to have enough murderous intent and hatred in your heart."

Shang Qi listened carefully, he knew that John was a magic person.

But I never thought that one day I would also be able to use magic.

With a blush on his face, he sat cross-legged and didn't even feel the flow of magic power.

Seeing this, John directly used the Wick-style training method.

Well, just all kinds of suppression and insults.

Let Shangqi accumulate enough anger and hatred.

He punched out with all his strength and stopped in front of John.

The magic-coated fist allowed him to use three times his strength.

John nodded in agreement, "Very good."

Shang Qi looked at the layer of iron armor that his fist touched in silence.

The force that rebounded directly broke his right hand.

Shang Qi drooped his arms, his face full of shock.

John said confidently: "You can't let me stand and beat you."

Shang Qi: "?" If you stand there and stimulate me, aren't you just asking me to hit you?

He was directly disabled by the iron armor curse, and Shang Qi howled like a slaughtered pig.

John covered his mouth, first used a spell to extract the bone fragments, and then poured a bottle of special bone spirit.

Produced by the Witch King, one bottle is better than six bottles.

Shang-Chi has stopped moving.

The expression of doubt about life lies there.

"It seems that the taste of the bone spirit is really not that good."

Because of this little episode, Shangqi doesn't have to go to school these days.

During this period, Peter also came over to see Shang-Chi. He and Ned poked the limp and boneless right hand with curious expressions.

The strange touch gave the two little guys goosebumps.

John Heshan asked the two of them if anyone wanted to try the taste of being boneless.

The two of them were so frightened that they rolled away and crawled away.

John smiled, but a call from Hattie made his smile disappear.

"I remembered I gave you the day off, Hattie."

He was pulled back into the company.

Looking at the documents waiting to be processed, John sighed deeply, "Can't you learn from Ferdinand?"

My own driver will never mention work after he is on vacation.

Hatty sneered when he heard this, "A woman came yesterday and said she was introduced by you."

Her expression looked like someone caught in bed.

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