Become Infinitely Stronger Starting from Marvel

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"Our great writer, your new book launch will be tomorrow. Now everyone in New York knows about it."

In a private room of a Western restaurant in downtown New York City, Gwen looked at Kevin at the opposite table and smiled teasingly.

If she just tilted her head slightly, she could see the photo of Fisk and Kevin on a big electronic screen in Times Square through the glass window, and there were giant posters hanging everywhere.

"This was all Wilson's idea, and the publicity was all his idea. I was not involved. I wanted to keep a low profile."

Kevin said innocently, then casually poured his inner energy into the dinner knife. With just a light wave, he cut the steak that exuded a rich meaty aroma, and then gently put it into his mouth. The whole process was smooth and silky.

"My dad said that for safety reasons, it's best not to associate with Wilson. After all, he's a gangster. I think what my dad said makes sense."

Gwen advised in a low voice, her beautiful eyes fixed on Kevin's cheek, only to see the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I wonder if your father is thinking about me or Wilson's safety?" he chuckled and said, "You don't know how Mr. Fisk and I get along, but your suggestion still makes sense."

"After all, compared to me, if they target you, I will also have a headache." he stared suggestively at Gwen.

The burning and determined gaze made Gwen turn her head slightly and said playfully, "Then I'll have to rely on you to protect me, ow great superhero."

"Hehe, that depends on your sincerity." As he spoke, Kevin revealed his hidden fangs.

"Sincerity!" Thinking of the last time Kevin mentioned sincerity, a blush spread from her collarbone to her earlobes.

"Haha, just a joke." Kevin waved his hands, and then Gwen, realizing that she was being teased, glared at him in reproach.

"Actually, I really need your help with something." Kevin continued casually, rubbing the fine lines on the table with his fingertips.

Seeing Gwen looking up at him, he raised his lips slightly, leaned forward and whispered to Gwen, "I recently ordered a very sexy lingerie, and I want you to come over and help me try it on."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and after the space twisted, a picture album stored in the virtual space was held in his hand.

The moment she saw the album she didn't care where Kevin took it from. The blush that had originally been fading returned with full force and reached her small ears.

In Kevin's album, there was a girl wearing tights, posing in different provocative postures.

The girl on the drawing paper is wearing tights with a white hood. The whole tights are divided by the chest, white on top and black on the bottom, in an orderly manner.

She wore blue ballet shoes, which fully demonstrated her elegance and lightness. Her long golden hair was flowing and full of vibrance, adding a bit of playfulness and charm to her seductive figure.

In short, it is an image of a thin branch with abundant fruits hanging on it, and the whole body is filled like an unripe peach waiting enticingly.

What Gwen could not accept the most was that one of the faces without a mask was obviously her own face, no different from her image in the mirror.

Gwen pointed at the picture album in Kevin's hand, her eyes widened, and she was so shocked that she couldn't even speak.

After a while, she squeezed out a few words and said, "This is what you drew."

"Otherwise, what, don't worry. After all, I have practiced it myself, and there will definitely be no problem with the proportion." he said proudly.

In order to paint this skillfully, he specially picked two days and studied how to draw human body sketches through TV while exercising.

"Is that what I'm worried about? What are you so proud of?" Gwen clenched her small fists, almost losing her ladylike manners and began to roar.

"Please, Lady Gwen, please fulfill my dark wish." Kevin spoke in an extremely humble and demanding tone, but the corners of his mouth that were raised could not be suppressed.

But no matter how he begged, the shy Gwen remained silent and shook her head firmly.

After all, it was too early for her to change into this outfit in front of him, and then do this and that.

After much persuasion failed, Kevin could only reluctantly put away the suit imitating Gwen's Ghost Spider suit in his hand. It turned out that his girlfriend's image transformation work was a long and arduous task.

He can play around with dressing up Carmilla at home, but it wouldn't look right on her as Gwen does herself.

After they had a simple meal, they got up and left the restaurant.

Along the way, Gwen didn't say much. She was always struggling in her heart whether she should really listen to Kevin and change into that battle suit. When she came to her senses, she found that Kevin had already accompanied her to her doorstep.

"Good night and see you next week." Kevin smiled and waved goodbye, then turned his back and disappeared in a gust of wind, flying sand and rocks announcing his departure.

During the whole process, Gwen seemed to be hesitant to speak, and in the end, she did not open her pouting mouth. She just watched Kevin back disappear from her sight with a fluctuating mood.

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The next day, the new book release date came, which had been fermenting for a month, and was held as scheduled.

Amid the overwhelming publicity, many New Yorkers turned on their televisions or computers at noon to see why a new book launch event could become such a big deal.

Under Fisk's generous investment, to spread the content of the new book as quickly and widely as possible, live broadcast equipment was used throughout the whole process.

As soon as the audience turned to the live broadcast, they were immediately shocked by the grand scale of the launch event.

Because the old lady standing in the last row of seats is Queen Elizabeth of England? And the current President of the United States, Ellis?

At this moment, there is still half an hour before the launch of the sales conference, but many celebrities have already arrived, and most of them are here to see Kevin, the first superhero to show his true appearance.

Netizens who were watching the live broadcast online began to identify the faces of the people at the scene based on their impressions.

In the end, they were shocked to find that it seemed like all the important people in the United States had come.

Not only netizens, but celebrities also noticed something was wrong.

Everyone was surprised to find that there were so many familiar faces here. This signing event was probably too big.

If a missile exploded here now, the global political and economic situation would be greatly shaken.

The happiest people at the scene were the reporters from major media outlets.

This kind of grand scene is hard to come by once in the century. Any scraps of information from the big guys' communication can lead to big news. It's a great honor to be here.

And it was in such an atmosphere that a global limited-edition sports car drifted perfectly to a stop at the main entrance.

Before this, Fisk, as the host, was waiting at the door in advance under the watchful eyes of the whole process.

After the car stopped, he rushed to the door in two steps, which was not in line with his body shape, and opened the door in a humble manner, saying, "Hey, Mr. White, you are finally here."