Chapter 2655: The temptation of Chinese clothes

"Interestingly, is this Earth 616 having a stress response to my'invasion'?" Su Ming, who was leaning on the door of the shop, touched the head of the small bean sprout on his shoulder, and looked at the clothes picker blankly. Wen, at the same time, silently communicated with Strangling: "Because I don't want me to be in contact with Spider-Man, so I threw me a spoiler girl..."
"Huh."
The small strangulation eyes narrowed into a slit, and there was a happy mood.
In its view, perhaps the cosmic will of 616 was afraid, so it gave the host a benefit and wanted him to leave.
"Gwenji... can be considered a bit useful." Su Ming cast his mouth, took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket and gave it to the strangulation: "She is an ordinary high school graduate, or even a boy scout. The kind that I haven't participated in can barely pick up the gun, and it takes a long time to train, but she has the protagonist's aura, and she can always turn a good fortune in case of trouble, and the information she has can also confirm each other in some aspects with mine."
"Huh?"
Little Bean Sprout nodded. Actually, that's okay. Even if you turn the girl back to be a consultant, it's nothing.
Although Gwenzi's understanding of Marvel's plot is definitely useless in Earth 40K, in other parallel worlds that have not been interfered by the host, knowing the original plot is a big advantage.
As long as her partner is given a guarantee of force, the two can be regarded as a weakened version of the death knell together, and they can deal with some parallel world affairs separately.
"In fact, Gwen has another specialty." Su Ming looked at the sharp teeth biting chocolate like a row of pins, and said: "She knows the preferences of most heroes, and she is also good at selling cute when she is young, so her social interaction The ability is actually good. But at the same time, she sees that everyone thinks it is a character in the comics, so it also brings inner indifference. No one's death or misfortune will affect her emotions. In many cases, she behaves like this. It’s anti-human."
"Huh."
Strangling thinks this is like another kind of calmness, as long as it doesn't endanger her own safety, then Gwen is calm anytime.
Moreover, she is still afraid of death, which is easier to control. Seeing her tremblingly choosing clothes and hiccups, she knows that she is very scared now.
Obviously the host hadn't done anything yet, she was scared by her brain supplement.
"Ah, let's make a decision like this. Take her out for a round, transform her, and then turn back to the 40K earth." Su Ming rubbed the greasy fingers on his fingers, smiled gently at the girl, scared her immediately bowed her head Go: "This is also for her good. After all, how is 616 safer than my 40K?"
In this way, the death knell discussed with the strangulation on the way to deal with Gwen the Traveler. From a certain point of view, this is like asking and answering himself, because when strangling supports the host, it is completely similar to those coquettish of the same race. different.
Second-hand clothing stores are found in many communities in the United States. This is an important theory of capitalist economics, that is, when technology is still developing and materials are still sufficient, surplus value will be extremely slow to the lower levels of society. The speed drops naturally.
For example, for example, Regal A spent 10,000 yuan to buy a new mobile phone. After using it for a few years, it was bought by Diaosi B for 100 yuan.
The mobile phone can still be used, and its functions are not affected in any way. So from a macro perspective, A and B of different social classes enjoy the same technology. The only difference lies in the time when the value is transmitted.
Therefore, the capitalists are not in a hurry. As long as anything is dragged on, they themselves will be divided internally because of the different times of obtaining surplus value.
Going far, when it comes to second-hand clothing stores, this kind of store seems very inconspicuous, and the business model is not as large as that of pawnshops, but there are good clothes here.
For example, the LV skirt 20 years ago, or the Chanel trench coat 30 years ago, and so on.
They can still keep warm when worn on the upper body, which means that the original function of clothing has not been affected by time. For Gwen, who currently only wears pajamas, this is a good thing.
But every time she picked up a piece of clothing, she turned her head to look at the death knell's reaction, as if she was afraid that he would not check out.
I really didn't plan to check out, not to mention that this was originally a break in. Su Ming's payment method in the parallel world is only gold. The second-hand clothing is only a few dozen dollars. I guess the shop owner wouldn't be embarrassed to ask for gold, right?
Although Gwen is a girl, he moves very fast when picking up clothes. This is the advantage of an otaku. She never cares what she wears.
She quickly selected a piece of equipment, went to the dressing room to change it, and when she came out, the whole person was pink, and she liked the tender pink.
She took another LV pocket and hung it on her waist, and she walked to the man a little bit slowly and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Deathstroke, do you think this is okay?"
"You can feel comfortable by yourself. When it comes to my world, I will give you a better brand, the one that adds up to several hundred thousand dollars." Su Ming glanced at her in a pink fur coat in the summer, indifferent. Shaking his head, his waist and abdomen bounced from the door frame: "And you don't need to call me sir. I'm not a black boss like Jinhe. You can call me death knell or Slade."
Gwen didn't even hear the words at all. She just heard the clothes worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. UU reading www.uukanshu. The dollar sign appeared in cm even his eyes.
"Really? Can I really wear such good clothes?"
"I forgot to tell you. Of all the death knells of parallel universes, I am the richest one." Su Ming motioned to her to go out together, and backhanded the boss to twist the door of the store, that is, the opposite door handle. Twisted together and knotted: "As long as you work for me and be a good girl, there is a dollar."
Gwen's hand trembled slightly in the twisting sound of the steel door, not because of fear, but because of excitement.
"It turns out that I can still find a good job without going to college. I did it, boss! Although I don't know what you asked me to do, I will do everything except betray my body!"
The suit on the death knell turned into armor in the black ripples, and the red eyepieces lit up again, and she could feel the gaze from behind the mask swept across her chest, and glanced across her ass.
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Then the dark mercenary from DC let out a short laugh, and kept shaking his head, walking towards the street.
"Ah."
She didn't take a fancy to her figure at all, because she was the same before and after.
Gwen reacted now, wait, didn't he wish for the explosive body like a black cat? Why is there no such thing after crossing? I'm still the same!
The answer is also very simple. The person who seems to be Stan Lee just asked her wish by the way, but he didn't say to help her realize it...
"Ah!!! I am so angry!!!"
In the middle of the night, she still roared like a banshee, hammering her head frantically, but seeing the death knell getting farther and farther, she still ran after she was unwilling to give up the meal ticket.