People in Marvel: I have many children and many blessings shocked Odin

creak!

The closed door opened, and John rushed in quickly, not paying any attention to Lin Feng who passed him by.

The old Howlett was very calm, he came forward and shook 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, he was in a hurry 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, the old Howlett still waved for the butler and told him to arrange a quiet room for Lin Feng to rest.

Looking at the back of Lin Feng going away, the old Howlett shook his head and laughed.

What a strange fellow!

Then he walked into the room and saw his little grandson chatting and laughing with John in high spirits, and the heartstrings that had been pulling him were finally loosened.

"Jamie, you're all right, aren't you feeling bad?"

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

However, his expression was very complicated, as if he wanted to maintain a serious patriarchal demeanor, but it was difficult to hide the urgent love in his heart.

"Thank you grandpa for your concern, I'm completely cured!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you somersaults!"

James was very excited. He felt so strong for the first time. Regardless of his father's obstruction, he did a backflip on the bed, landed firmly and looked at the old Howlett showing off.

The old Howlett looked at his vigorous grandson, his eyes were full of relief.

James was gentle and delicate since he was a child, very much like his mother Elizabeth. Even his appearance inherited his mother's beauty, and he spoke and acted very politely.

But this is different from the rough looks of the Howlett family, and the gentle personality is not in line with the family's tough and domineering inheritance, but the thick black hair color is exactly the same as Brown's pupils.

The Howlett family has been passed down for three generations. Perhaps it is time for a change. With the situation in Ghana stabilized, there is no need for the next generation to maintain an aggressive character.

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

"System, get the novice gift package!"

This is something that the system gives for nothing, and if you don't get it, you can't waste it.

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

In an instant, Lin Feng frowned.

Even after time-traveling, I can still hear the urging to get married!

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

He got up from the chair, opened the door and window of the balcony, and the fresh breeze wiped away the restlessness in his heart. The words of the system reminded him of his grandfather in the previous life.

When the old man sent him to college, he said that after graduating from college, he would find a daughter-in-law, and he would not be able to cut off the incense of the Lin family. Who would have thought that he would die suddenly while working overtime before he got married.

Open your eyes again, and the world has changed.

Letting out a long breath, Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes, separated his feet slightly less than shoulder-width apart, and hung his hands at his waist with empty clasps, and tied 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 sprinkled a little bit of starlight on the slightly undulating body. The center of gravity of the whole person was floating and sinking, extending from the cervical spine to the spine to the tailbone, like a Dragon circling and twisting.

After a long while, Lin Feng's body became slightly hot, and the rising qi and blood force was about to burst out of his body, but he was forced back into his body by the tightly closed pore. The abundant power of Qi and blood fell into the dantian along with the movement, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

This breath shot out like a sharp arrow, and it didn't dissipate until it was three feet away.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, and the eyes burst out with light.

Stretch your body flatly, cross your hands across your chest, then lift them above your head, then take a step with your left foot to the left, and squat down to form a horse stance.

Changed eight movements in a row, and stopped and closed the body after repeating the cycle several times.

Baduanjin is not a great skill, but it is the same as Wuxingquan and Thirteenth Taibao's horizontal practice of Golden Bell Shield. It is one of the few thoughts left by my grandfather, and I have to practice it several times every time.

When immersed in the exercises, it is as if the grandfather is still teaching.

After a few exercises, there is no discomfort in the body, and even the spirit is very relaxed.

Lin Feng lay down on the bed, thinking all the time.

"It's been almost a year since I came to this world, and today I really understand that I'm in the Marvel world. The future power cultivation plan must be adjusted. Both the secular and Extraordinary have to be tough!"

"If you only develop secular forces, if you encounter terrorists like the Black Emperor, no matter how powerful the Lin family is, it will be like a castle on the beach, and it will collapse when a wave hits it."

"Conversely, it is inappropriate to only develop Extraordinary forces. Either it will become a villain like Magneto who uses violence to resist discrimination and oppression, or it will be a dilemma between the government and Mutant like Professor X."

Lin Feng's thoughts are constantly running fast, planning how to deal with himself in such a dangerous world.

In the previous life, I read too many time-travel novels, and after the death of my grandfather, I was lured into black boxing and my boxing skills were perfected in the training of life and death, plus the influence of the miniature Fixed Star in my brain in this life, the spiritual state is quite a bit low. The situation of breaking the destiny without endangering oneself is particularly suitable for the current crisis-ridden Marvel world.

boom!

A rather dull gunshot accompanied by the sound of cracking wood broke the tranquility of the manor, and then there was the sound of a man crying in pain.

"Elizabeth! Come out, come out!"

In an instant, Lin Feng turned over and jumped down from the balcony. When he was about to fall to the ground, the miniature Fixed Star in his brain turned slightly, and fell lightly to the ground.

After distinguishing the direction of the gunshot, he stepped lightly, and his body flew out like lightning, almost dragging out an afterimage.

At the same time, the old Howlett was also awakened by the gunshots. He turned over and got out of bed and took out the short-handled pistol in the bedside cabinet.

In the aisle, the old Howlett met John who was also wearing a coat. When he saw his father, he said in a bored tone.

"It sounds like Thomas. I'm going to check. He must have drunk too much. Father, please go back and rest, and let me handle this matter!"

Old Howlett wanted to grab his son, but John turned and ran out after speaking, his old hand only reached the corner of his son's clothes.

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

Looking at the back of his son with a firm expression going away, the old man muttered to himself.

"John, you've finally grown up, but it's still too dangerous without a weapon!"

Old Howlett called a few fellows who had already woken up, and everyone went down from the other side with a shotgun.

Just after running out of the hall, there was a bang, and the blast of the shotgun sounded again. Soon after, there were bursts of painful screams, which were so tragic that they did not resemble the sounds that humans could make.

Old Howlett's cheeks twitched, his gray beard shook like chaff, and when he ran to the stable panting, he saw his son John standing there with blank eyes, as if his soul had left his body.

He begged the honored guest repeatedly, pinching a man dressed as a servant with one hand, and holding a smoking shotgun in the servant's hand.

"Damn Thomas! Are you crazy?"

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

But why did John seem to have lost his soul? He had seen blood kill people before, and a mere shooting incident could not frighten his son, Mr. Howlett.

Lin Feng watched with cold eyes, as if he was a spectator.

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