People in Marvel: My many children and many blessings shocked Odin

Squeak!

The closed door opened, and John rushed in quickly, not caring about Lin Feng who passed him by.

Old Howlett was very calm and stepped forward to hold his hand and said with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Lin. Please stay and I will arrange a sumptuous dinner for you!"

Lin Feng waved his hand and was eager to study the system. He didn't want to waste time on the wine table.

"Don't bother, find a quiet room, I need to rest for a while."

Although he didn't see any signs of fatigue from the other party, Old Howlett still waved to the housekeeper and asked him to arrange a quiet room for Lin Feng to rest.

Looking at Lin Feng's retreating back, Old Howlett shook his head and laughed.

What a man. Strange guy!

Then he walked into the room and saw his grandson talking and laughing with John in high spirits, and the heartstrings he had been holding finally relaxed.

"Jamie, you're okay, don't you feel bad?"

This old man, who has always been tough and domineering, may only show his loving side in front of his grandson.

However, his expression is very complicated. He seems to want to maintain a serious patriarchal attitude, but it is difficult to conceal the urgent love in his heart.

"Thank you grandpa for your concern, I am completely recovered!"

"If you don’t believe me, I’ll do a somersault and show it to you!"

James was very excited. It was the first time that he felt so strong. Regardless of his father's obstruction, he did a backflip on the bed. After landing firmly, he looked at Old Howlett in a showy manner. Old Howlett looked at his athletic grandson. , eyes full of relief.

James has been gentle and delicate since he was a child, much like his mother Elizabeth. Even his appearance has inherited her mother's beauty, and she speaks and acts very politely.

But this is different from the rough and arrogant appearance of the Howlett family. , Svennet's character is not in line with the family's tough and domineering heritage, but the thick black hair color and brown pupils are exactly the same. The three generations of Howlett family have been passed down to this day, maybe it is time to change, as the situation in Ghana stabilizes There is no need for the next generation to maintain an aggressive character.

Just when the old Howlett family was enjoying themselves, Lin Feng had already checked into a guest room in the northwest corner of the manor, waved goodbye to the butler and locked the door.

"System, receive the novice gift package!"

This is something the system gives you for free. If you don't take it, you can't waste it."

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the characteristic BUFF - one shot into the soul! I wish the host many children and grandchildren, but please find a woman first! 】

In an instant, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows.

Who has traveled through time and still heard people urging marriage!

As long as the system has an entity, he has to give it some color.

He stood up from the chair and opened the doors and windows of the balcony. The fresh breeze blew away the irritability in his heart. System's words reminded him of his grandfather in his previous life.

When the old man sent him to college, he said that he would find a wife after graduation and not cut off the Lin family's relationship. Who would have thought that he would suddenly die while working overtime before he could get married.

When he opened his eyes again, the world had changed.

After exhaling a long breath, Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes, placed his feet slightly less than shoulder width apart, put his hands on his waist, and erected the Wuji stakes that his grandfather taught him on the edge of the balcony.

The dense stars above the head and the solitary bright moon shed a little starlight on the slightly undulating body. The whole person's center of gravity was floating and sinking, extending from the cervical vertebrae to the spine to the tail vertebrae, as if a giant dragon was circling and twisting.

After a while, Lin Feng's body was slightly hot, and the rising power of Qi and blood was about to break out of the body, but was forced back into the body by the closed pores. He immediately raised his shoulders and heels and stood up slightly, raised his hands to his temples and slowly pressed down, full of energy. The power of Qi and blood fell into Dantian with his movements, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

This breath shot out like a sharp arrow and slowly dissipated until it was three feet away.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, his eyes bursting with light.

Stretch your body flat, cross your hands across your chest, and then lift them above your head. Then take a step with your left foot to the left, squatting down into a horse stance.

He went through eight movements in a row, repeating the cycle several times before settling down and withdrawing.

Baduanjin is not a great skill, but like the Five Elements Boxing and the Golden Bell Shield practiced by the Thirteen Taibao, it is one of the few thoughts left to me by my grandfather, and I must practice it several times every time.

When you are immersed in practicing the exercises, you feel as if your grandfather is still around and teaching you earnestly.

After a few activities, there was no part of my body that felt uncomfortable, and my spirit was also very relaxed.

Lin Feng lay down on the bed, thinking about it in his mind

"It has been almost a year since I came to this world, and today I truly understand that I am living in the Marvel world. The future power cultivation plan must be adjusted, both secular and extraordinary must be grasped hard!"

"If we only develop secular forces, if we encounter terrorists like the Black Emperor, no matter how large the Lin family's power is, it will be like a castle on the beach, which will collapse when a wave hits."

"On the other hand, it is also inappropriate to only develop supernatural powers. You will either become a villain like Magneto who resists discrimination and oppression with violence, or you will be in a dilemma between the government and mutants like Professor X."

Lin Feng's thoughts kept racing, planning how to get along in such a dangerous world.

In his previous life, he read too many time-travel novels, and after his grandfather passed away, he was lured into black boxing and perfected his boxing skills through life and death training.

Coupled with the influence of the micro-star in his brain in this life, his mental state is quite worthy of destiny but not in danger.

He is particularly adaptable to the crisis-ridden Marvel world at this moment.

Boom!

There was a rather dull gunshot.

The sound was accompanied by the sound of cracking wood, breaking the tranquility of the manor, and then there was the sound of a man wailing in pain.

"Elizabeth! Come out, come out!"

In an instant, Lin Feng stood up and jumped from the balcony. When he was about to fall to the ground, the miniature star in his brain rotated slightly and landed lightly on the ground. After identifying the direction of the gunshot, he stepped lightly and his body felt like It flashed out like lightning, almost dragging out the afterimage.

At the same time, Old Howlett was also awakened by the sound of gunshots. He suddenly turned over and got out of bed and took out the short-handled pistol from the bedside table. He loaded the bullet quickly and walked out of the room. He ran to the place where the gunfire sounded.

In the corridor, Old Howlett met John who was also coming out in a coat. When he saw his father, he said in a bored tone

"It sounds like Thomas, I'm going to check on him. He must have had too much to drink again. Father, please go back and rest. Leave this matter to me!"

Old Howlett wanted to hold his son, but after John finished speaking, he turned around and ran out. His old hand only grabbed the corner of his son's clothes.

"Don't worry, father, trust me!"

Looking at the resolute son's retreating back, the old man murmured to himself

"John, you have finally grown up, but it is still too dangerous without weapons!"

Old Howlett called a few guys who had woken up, and each of them got down from the other side with a shotgun.

Just as he ran out of the hall, there was a bang, and the blast of the shotgun sounded again, and soon after, bursts of painful roars came. The sound was so tragic that it was unlike any human being could make.

Old Howlett's cheeks twitched, his gray beard trembled like chaff, and when he ran to the stable out of breath, he only saw his son John standing with eyes blank, as if his soul had left. The body was broken.

He repeatedly begged the invited guests, holding a man in servant clothes with one hand, and the smoking shotgun was in the hand of the servant.

"Damn Thomas! Are you crazy?"

Old Howlett figured it out in a flash. Gardener Thomas Logan wanted to shoot his son, but was stopped.

But why did John seem to have lost his soul? He had seen blood and killed people before. It was just a shooting. The incident could not frighten Mr. Howlett's son.

Lin Feng looked on coldly, as if he was a bystander.

Fortunately, he thought it was a large number of bandits attacking, but it turned out to be just an ethical tragedy for a large family.