Chapter 292 The clothes are good
in a restaurant.
Mike is ordering.
Coulson was sweating coldly on his forehead.
He asked Mike to choose a restaurant, Mike chose the most expensive one, he asked Mike to order, and Mike ordered the most expensive.
Although he was a little flustered, he suddenly remembered...
He can go back for reimbursement!
The reason is to maintain the relationship.
It shouldn't matter if you go directly to Nick Fury for reimbursement. His director has been very aggressive recently.
Thinking of this, Coulson instantly calmed down.
Noticing Coulson's expression, Mike closed the menu and said, "That's all."
"OK, just a second."
The waiter took the menu, smiled and turned away.
Gwen put his head on his hands, looked at Mike's panda hat, smiled happily, and looked at Coulson's cowboy hat with a disgusting expression.
Not at all as good-looking as his dad's hat.
Since Mike put on this hat, he has not taken it off, and has been wearing it until now.
While somewhat striking, Mike didn't care.
Ruiwen looked at the hat on Mike's head, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
Very good, this is very interesting, it will be more interesting at night.
Mike looked at the two women, one big and one small, and raised his eyebrows slightly, guessing what the two were thinking.
The three have different expressions and frown.
Coulson felt a little redundant, even filling his mouth with dog food.
Fortunately, the speed of serving food here is very fast, which helped him solve the embarrassing situation.
Taking a breath, Coulson chatted with Mike while eating the food.
While the four of them were eating, Johnny Blazer, who had transformed into a ghost knight, was riding his ghost motorcycle, looking for Mike in the city.
At this moment, a black leather jacket wrapped around his skeleton burning with hellfire, which seemed to be more perfect than a human figure, but a flaming skull made him look very strange and terrifying.
Compared with him, the evil spirit motorcycle under him can be said to be cool and handsome.
After he demonized his Harley with hellfire, the motorcycle completely changed.
It is all silver, the front is a silver skull with burning eyes, and the handlebars are bent and extended like a devil's horn, which is held by Johnny Blazer.
Two slender skeleton claws appeared on the seat, tightly buckled on the fuel tank, and the two tires were burning with flames, leaving a trail of flames where they drove.
His speed was very fast, like a moving flame. Wherever he passed, it was a mess, causing screams of fear.
Suddenly, the galloping evil spirit motorcycle suddenly stopped.
It's Mike!
He has found his target.
At the same time, Mike, who was eating, also raised his head suddenly and said to Ruiwen, "Leave first!"
With that said, a card appeared in his hand, and before Ruiwen and Gwen could react, they were teleported to the hotel where they were staying.
The small book booth that book lovers used before has been hung up, and now they are basically using \\mi\\mi\\ to read\\\\ .
The next second, while Coulson was still wondering, with the thunderous roar of the engine, a burning evil spirit rushed towards them on a motorcycle.
boom!
The glass shattered, and the Ghost Rider appeared in the restaurant. Amid the screams of fear, the Ghost Rider laughed arrogantly, and hit Mike like a fire on his motorcycle.
Coulson's eyes narrowed.
What the hell is this?
He only had time to put down the knife and fork in his hand, and saw that fire appeared not far away from him. Just when he thought he would be swallowed by the flame, Mike disappeared in place.
With a light sound, the fire stopped.
The burning skull, the roaring flame motorcycle, Coulson looked at the flame evil spirit blocked by Mike, his eyes were full of shock, and he hurriedly stepped back.
"Wow ha ha ha ha ha!"
The Ghost Rider laughed wildly, and under his control, the Ghost Motorcycle turned its wheels like crazy.
But even though the ground has begun to crack under the rotation of the wheels, and even there are traces of melting, the hand that was pressing on the evil spirit motorcycle still pressed the evil spirit motorcycle steadily, without a trace of trembling.
"The aftermath is handed over to you."
At some point, Mike, who had already put on a mask, turned his head and said something to Coulson.
As soon as the voice fell, terrifying flames gushed out from the turning wheel, swallowing Mike like a flame demon.
"Mike!"
Coulson snorted.
But in the next second, a hand stretched out from the flames, pinched the head of the Ghost Rider, and instantly disappeared in place.
call!
The gust of wind generated by the rapid movement blew the flames away, and a bunch of flames flew around, like a small area of fire rain.
Coulson hurriedly dodged.
At this moment, the evil spirit motorcycle that stayed in place seemed to be alive, raised the front wheel and turned in a direction, and chased out under Coulson's surprised eyes.
"What's the situation? What the hell is that?"
They were just eating, why did they suddenly start fighting?
Coulson was stunned.
At the same time, Mike had already appeared in the air holding the burning skeleton.
The palm of his hand was slightly forced, and the burning skull made a creaking sound, but Ghost Rider just looked at the clothes on Mike's body with his empty black eyes, and teased with his hoarse voice: "Where did you make your clothes? Don't be afraid. Fire?"
The clothes are just ordinary goods, and of course they are afraid of fire, but the clothes are protected by his biological force field, and naturally they will not burn.
His biological force field can not only protect the suit during battle, but also help him fly, and can even cover the biological force field on the objects he wants to cover to protect the safety of those who fall. And to prevent poking holes in the surface when lifting large weights.
Mike's expression was indifferent, his palm continued to exert force, and cracks appeared on the skull.
"Hah!"
The Ghost Rider opened his mouth and made a sound of pain or anger, and the hellfire all over his body began to burn violently, swallowing Mike into it.
Mike's eyes were cold, and his palms were hard, crushing the opponent's head.
All the fires of hell disappeared instantly, and the Ghost Rider's body no longer had flames burning, falling from a high altitude.
Looking at Ghost Rider's body, Mike frowned.
This guy never died so easily, and...
The fire of hell is not as easy to bear as it seems, in addition to burning the body, even the soul will be burned.
Sure enough, just as such a thought appeared, a large amount of hellfire appeared on the fallen body, and the crushed head was quickly restored in the hellfire.
Ghost Rider fell down, giving Mike a flaming middle finger.
Mike raised his brows and disappeared in place, appearing under the Ghost Rider.
Ghost Rider: "Falk!"
The next second, he was punched into the sky.
Without the ability to fly, he is a sandbag being beaten in mid-air.