Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 171 Marvel's Treasure

Ander, who was standing at the door admiring his treasure, saw Lu Mingfei coming out holding a round shield after a while. Looking at the weapon Lu Mingfei chose, Ander showed an expression of appreciation.

"Not bad, this shield is my favorite collection." Ender tapped the shield: "It seems that Lorelei's taste is as good as ever."

Lorelai, who heard Ender's praise behind her, gave a foolish smile and raised her head with a proud expression.

"Although this shield is inconspicuous, it is bulletproof and can absorb a certain amount of impact. It is a masterpiece of dragon alchemy."

Ander introduced to Lu Mingfei.

"Young boy, let me tell you the story of this shield." Ender looked at Lu Mingfei who was holding the shield: "Actually, I got this shield from a cartoonist..."

With Ender's narration, let us pull the timeline back to the mid-90s.

At this time in the United States, in a beautiful villa, a bald white man sat on the sofa and looked at the Chinese man opposite him, and said with difficulty:

"Mr. Lu, do you want these roles?"

"Oh?" Ender lay on the sofa, showing a playful smile: "Didn't you just say that these characters are all your children, Mr. Ron Perelman?"

"Yes, yes, but my company is having some small problems right now and needs some money." The man looked a little philistine: "You know, superhero movies need better special effects, but that's too expensive gone."

"Look, you want Black Widow, Black Panther, Guardians of the Galaxy..." The current president of Marvel Corporation on the opposite side counted Ender's request in detail: "...by the way, there is Shangqi. "

"What's the problem?" Ender looked at the man in front of him. Now that Marvel Company is struggling, the president is selling the copyright of heroes everywhere in an attempt to restore blood to Marvel Company.

"The problem is big. These are second-tier heroes. For... You should be clear, in order to cater to the ethnic minorities in Millikin, but you obviously have more funds. Why don't you consider buying some first-tier heroes?" The man He explained that he didn't want to let the wealthy Ander go.

"I've explained it before. Originally, I only wanted Shangqi, and you all know the reason." A yellow light lit up in Ender's eyes, and the golden dragon pupils looked at the opposite side: "I just don't want you to be private." It just disgusts me."

"Yes, yes..." Ron Perelman nodded hastily. He knew the existence of mixed races, and these guys always spent a lot of money on certain occasions, with a lot of gold in their hands.

"Don't worry, I'll tell those screenwriters to pay attention to these issues later." Ron comforted the other party, while taking out his trump card: "Since you are not interested in the copyright of superheroes, how about this?" ?”

Ron took out a box from the back room and opened it on the coffee table between the two of them. Inside the box, under the protection of black plastic foam, was a round shield with a beautiful pattern.

"I don't need any movie props," Ender said, waving his hand. "I don't like shield freaks in Stars and Stripes bodysuits either."

"No, no, Mr. Ander, you may not like our hero, but you will definitely like this thing." Ron's voice was filled with pleading: "This is what people like you need most."

Ender took out the shield that was in the box. The shield was very light, and it weighed almost nothing in Ender's hand.

Looking at the shield with great interest, one of Ender's hands quickly transformed into a dragon's claw, and he swiped hard on the shield.

Ron on the opposite side looked at Ender's dragon claws in horror, his legs were trembling, and he stammered, "This... this is the prototype of Captain America's shield. A cartoonist found it in the flea market back then. .”

Ender looked at the sparks from the collision between his claws and the shield, then looked at the trembling middle-aged man in front of him, and nodded in satisfaction.

"This thing is not bad. I will give you a satisfactory price. By the way, how about adding another gift to our deal?"

Ron breathed a sigh of relief. The hot potato was finally handed over. As a real estate and entertainment business, it is useless to hold this thing, and it has to be carefully hidden. The gain outweighs the gain.

"My pleasure, I don't know what else you want as a gift, is it Fantastic Four or Iron Man?"

"It's not...it's your life." Ander said quietly.

Ron raised his head in surprise, but in the next second, a magic flashed, and the rich man fell into a state of enchantment.

"You should be glad that it was me who came here. If those Texas rednecks, you would have died." Ender stroked the shield in his arms: "Remember, there has never been any special shield. Take this thing from your Deleted from memory."

"Yes..." The man agreed like a walking dead.

"Also, I only bought the copyright of some second-rate characters from you, nothing else." Under Ender's order, some memories were deleted from the man's mind.

"Who else knows about this?" Ender asked again.

"In the beginning... that manga artist, he is still alive." The man fell down on the sofa, with a pink light in his eyes.

"Very good, very good." Ender nodded with satisfaction, and put the shield in his pocket.

"So Uncle De, you forcibly robbed someone else's treasure?" Hearing this, Lu Mingfei raised his own question.

"What is robbing? About the dragon, can that be called robbing?" Ander raised his hand to Lu Mingfei: "Besides, I paid for it."

"Although it's the college's public funds." Ender spread his hands.

"In this way, the origin of this thing is wrong." Lu Mingfei took the weapon obtained privately from An De's public funds.

"What's wrong, you boy." Ander squinted at Lu Mingfei: "Aren't you a student of Kassel? This is called taking from the people and using for the people."

Hearing what An De said, Lu Mingfei reluctantly nodded. Thinking about it carefully, what Ander said was quite reasonable.

"Listen well, this thing is lent to you." Ender nodded the shield: "You have to return it to me when you don't need it."

"No interest or anything?" Lu Mingfei held the shield, obviously a little fond of it.

"Of course." Ander showed a childish expression: "For the sake of our acquaintance, we can give you a little less, and I will charge you an alchemy weapon for the interest, that is to say, when you return the weapon Give me two more."

"Borrow one, pay back two..." Lu Mingfei said helplessly, "Uncle De, you are charging usury."

"Sorry, boy, modern finance is like this. I didn't even give you the repayment date, so I already took good care of you."

Ander patted Lu Mingfei on the back, motioning him to follow him.

"Then now, it's time to show you my most precious treasure,

That ruby ​​I poured out of dragon's blood. "

→Recommendation ticket←, →Monthly ticket←
　Ask for a monthly ticket, recommend a ticket, everyone, you are welcome, use the ticket to smash me to death!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)