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Peter sat on the railing on the top floor of the skyscraper - this was his exclusive restaurant. He raised his mask, took out the police channel intercom, listened and ate a sandwich.
The two feet swayed and swayed.
Feeling good.
"Peter."
A familiar voice suddenly came from the side, and Peter's hands shook in fright, and the half-eaten sandwich fell straight away.
He quickly popped out the spider Silk to hold the sandwich, and hurriedly pulled down the mask with one hand.
Turn around.
He is indeed the boss.
Why is the boss here?
His facial features are super sharp. If the boss hadn't made a sound, he wouldn't have noticed it yet. If it was an enemy...Peter felt scared for a while.
"Uh... This man, have you mistakenly admitted the wrong person? My name is not Peter. Speaking of Peter, I do know someone. He is handsome and has a good personality. If I have a chance, I can introduce you to him., I believe you will definitely become good friends. That's it, I'll take a step in advance. By the way, the scenery here is nice and worth seeing..." Peter was chattering, using his talkative nature, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The boss had a red and blue hood in his hand, which looked familiar, um...Peter touched his face, and the hood was indeed gone.
"Well, boss, you're here too, what a coincidence." Peter It's so embarrassing.
Peter said awkwardly, "Uh, boss..."
Mike asked, "No class?"
"School is over." Peter peeked and saw Mike had no special expression.
Mike I forgot, United States High schools usually finish early, but have a variety of extracurricular activities. When universities admit students, in addition to written test scores, participation and activity in extracurricular activities, and whether they have won awards account for a large proportion.
Moreover, extracurricular activities are the main social activities for United States students. Those who do not participate are often regarded as nerds or freaks by others and are ostracized.
Obviously, Peter's time as a vigilante was squeezed out while studying and working part-time.
This is not the life a normal high school student should have.
However, this is Peter's own choice, and Mike does not intend to interfere. The teleportation distance is not long enough to go back and forth between the supermarket and Stark Tower at once. At the relay point, I happened to see Peter, so I came over to say hello.
Throwing the hood back to Peter, Mike said, "I'll cook tonight. If you want to eat, come over."
With that said, he disappeared directly.
Peter rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating. However, the sandwich covered in spider webs told him that what just happened was real.
You can't eat the sandwich...Peter touched his belly resentfully. He was still growing, and swinging around while holding on to the spider Silk consumed a lot of energy.
"Forget it, tonight Aunt May has a part-time job at a dry cleaning shop. I don't want to get off work that early. I'll go to the boss's house and have a good meal to avenge the poor sandwich."
Peter "gnashed his teeth", thinking of the boss's increasingly sophisticated cooking skills, he couldn't help but feel salivating at the bottom of his tongue.
I feel my strength is back.
Back at the supermarket, it was empty.
Old Earl should be picking up Chloe from school.
Skye is probably training over there in the warehouse. This girl is addicted to training.
Mike could only prepare and handle the ingredients alone. He sent a message to Stark: [We have a party tonight, will you come?]
Soon, Stark replied: [Come on, count Pepper and Happy.]
A few seconds passed: [Add Bruce, Banner, Betty.]
After a few more seconds, Coulson: [+me.]
Mike:"..."
At this time, Mindy kicked open the supermarket glass door. "Surprise!"
Then stare at Mike with big eyes and small eyes.
Outside the door, "Kick-Ass" Dave probed.
I have to add two more... no, maybe I need to add Marcus who came to pick up Mindy.
Ah this!
"It seems that we need to find a spacious place." Mike immediately thought of the warehouse.
Mike waved to Dave, "Can you drive?"
Dave shook his head.
Mindy glanced at Dave with disdain, "I can't even drive, but I have the nerve to say that I am from United States, I can!"
Mike threw the key of Lamborghini to Mindy, "Go to the warehouse and wait, don't make trouble again."
Mindy got the car key and jumped up for joy, saying arrogantly, "Who caused trouble? I was just helping out out of kindness."
Mike: "Yes, the more you help, the more helpful you will be."
Dave said cowardly, "Boss, Mindy doesn't have a driver's license."
"Nonsense." Mike compared the height of Mindy, "Even if I am blind, I am still stupid. How can such a little kid have a driver's license? But in Hell's Kitchen, does anyone dare to check my car? Do I just have no license plate?"
Dave showed admiration in his eyes. "The boss is domineering!"
Mindy's focus was not here. She put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "Who are you calling Xiao Douding?!"
"Whoever asks is the answer."
"Oh, I bite!"
Mindy and Dave were sent away. Mike sent a group message, saying that they would meet at the warehouse for dinner tonight, and then opened G-Wagon., go to a large warehouse supermarket and buy the Fridge, oven, Microwave, pots and pans, etc., as well as a large amount of ingredients - this kind of supermarket has door-to-door delivery service if you buy a lot of things.
A small truck was filled.
The manager on duty was alerted.
Alas, when we both open supermarkets, why is the gap so big... Mike sighed in his heart. Fortunately, although he is no longer a billionaire, he still has a few million.
The supermarket worker who helped deliver the goods helped deliver the goods into the warehouse. When he saw the various guns on the gun racks and the yellow bullet casings on the ground, he instantly changed his lazy style and became vigorous and smiling.
The customer is God--as long as he has money or a gun.
There were so many people at the dinner that it could be described as a dinner party.
Stark was quite conscientious and brought several boxes of red wine, champagne, and fruit salad. Betty roasted a turkey and some desserts.
The house was full of guests.
Drinking and mingling.
Everyone looked tipsy from drinking.
Days like this are pretty good.
Some are happy, some are sad.
A suburban villa somewhere.
Obadiah pushed away the tender model who was leaning on him, threw the wine glass on the ground, and yelled, "Get out, get out, get the hell out of here!"
Wanted warrants are of no use at all. In terms of material life, Obadiah still lives a very extravagant and extravagant life. Even if he plays songs every night, drinks and meat, his money is enough for him to squander until death.
But he was very angry.
After seeing Stark Group go through a period of turmoil, with the exposure of Iron Man's identity and the implementation of the new energy plan, Stark Group has not only stabilized, but also thrived - indicating that Stark Group does not need him, how can Obadiah endure this?
Just now, someone disguised as a paparazzi sent some photos. One of them was outside the group building. Stark was smiling at the paparazzi. He was in a good mood and even made a V sign. There was one of Stark gathering with friends, holding a glass of wine high, in high spirits.
Tony. Stark lives so nourishingly, one can imagine how bad Obadiah's mood is.
In addition, Little Obadiah was still unable to stand up in the "war of words", so he vented all his anger on the technical service girl.
"Stark!!! Either you die or I die!" Obadiah's expression gradually became crazy.