[Comprehensive British and American]superheroes in Chinatown

The young Taoist priest Lu Shiyi was suddenly notified that his deceased father had left him a house in Chinatown, and asked him to quickly go overseas to inherit the family property. He packed up the small building and decorated it into a small apartment. Not long after the leasing notice was sent out, people came. The tall young man from rural Kansas held a few luggage and showed a bright smile to Lu Shiyi: "Hello, I am Clark Kent. Are you renting a house here?" The black-haired goddess with thick dark circles (Jing) said disdainfully He pinched his waist and said arrogantly: "My name is Hela, I am the goddess of death. Are you the master of this place?" The tall and thin detective frowned, and his eyes only glanced at Lu Shiyi, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows doubled again, "Sherlock Holmes, you It's really strange. Your whole street is very strange." The old man with a dusty face rushed into the backyard with a little girl as if running for his life. Three steel claws popped out of his fists: "Don't make a sound, I won't hurt you. Don't call me. We'll be here later. Let's go." When ancient cultivators meet foreign superheroes, gods and demons can be seen sitting together and drinking tea every day in a small apartment, rich people and rich people throw coins to each other, and cultivators and mutants play chess together~ This is a happy daily story (the plot is very slow). Conception: