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Fat Tom glanced at Fury, his eyes were vivid... Even without Mike's translation, others could understand.
"Who are you?"
"I don't know."
"Ugly."
Mike discovered that Fury's face could be darker.
From chocolate black to pot bottom black.
Coulson pulled Fury, who was about to draw his gun, and advised, "You can't do it, you can't do it, you can't do it with a cat."
Fury said angrily, "Let go! Don't pull me!"
Coulson let go of the situation.
Fury is embarrassed. It doesn't matter if you draw the gun, and it doesn't matter if you don't draw the gun.
However, it was just embarrassing. How could I win the title of King of Spies? Fury straightened his clothes and said, "Pull and pull, my clothes are all wrinkled."
Then he turned around and said, "Mike, if I read correctly, this is not a cat, right?"
Stark said from the side, "Of course it's not a cat... Obviously, this is a dog that has been plastic surgery to look like a cat."
Fury raised the middle finger in response to Stark.
Mike said, "Yes, this is Flerken. I don't know why it relies on me."
Ninety percent of it is related to the Golden Armored Man Life Card saw.
But Mike has no evidence.
"Just keep it and use it as a portable storage space."
Stark blinked. "Is Flerken a new cat breed, or is it a special term for cat owners?"
Mike and Fury ignored him.
Mike overturned Fat Tom with his feet and said:
"Do something, Fat Cat."
Stark and Coulson immediately understood why Mike and Fury said that the orange cat in front of them was not a cat.
Whose cute little kitten would stick out such terrifying tentacles from its mouth?
And he vomited out a pair of feet.
"Fuck! Swallow it back."
Fat Tom almost vomited out the body of Fisk Tower security guard.
Mike explained, "This fat cat is a bit stupid and spit out the wrong thing."
Stark said quietly, "Even if you keep calling it a fat cat now, I won't treat it as an ordinary cat."
Coulson nodded heavily.
I deeply believe so.
"Also, please explain why it spits out a pair of feet from its mouth?"
"I have explained it, portable storage space." Mike said, "Flerken's stomach is connected to another universe. This is common sense. Do I need to say more?"
Stark:"..."
Who has common knowledge about space monsters?!
Fury smiled but said nothing.
While talking, Fat Tom used his tentacles to pull out the things stored in his stomach one by one - all of them were taken out from Alchemy Company.
Mike only recognizes Octopus Armor from the set of Lady Octopus.
Seeing Mike carrying out a set of equipment alone, Stark took it and tinkered with it for a while, and praised, "Neural Interface Technology is great, but the algorithm is a bit bad."
Mike nodded.
Really sucks.
Mere artificial intelligence actually affects the operator's thinking...
Bad review!
Stark connected the octopus suit to the computer. After one operation, the octopus tentacles hidden on the back stretched out and danced wildly in the air.
Stark glanced sideways. "The cat with tentacles sticking out of its mouth, the suit with tentacles sticking out from the back, are all related to tentacles...Mike! Have you awakened some strange attribute?!"
Mike added two straight middle fingers to Byakugan, pointed at the pile of instruments spit out by Fat Tom, and said, "Calculate how much they are worth, and take them away if you are interested."
Before Stark could say anything, Fury jumped up and said loudly, "You want to sell these things, including this suit?"
"Of course I want to sell it." Mike looked at Fury strangely and said, "Otherwise, why do you think I collect these things?"
suddenly.
Mike narrowed his eyes and said, "You, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, don't want to have sex for nothing, do you?"
"No, no, how is that possible!" Fury waved his hands repeatedly.
He really didn't want to take it away for free.
As a human spirit, Fury understands people well. People who always want to take advantage of others often end up alone. Even if they are friends, they should pay attention to courtesy.
Previously, Mike was hired to work for Fury. The money was paid by Stark. It seemed that Fury accounted for Stark. The cheapest. In fact, Fury also paid a lot of things. For example, it opened the S.H.I.E.L.D. database license to Stark, provided an intelligence network, etc.
Stark is looking at the information on the computer. Judging from his excited expression, the value of the information is very high. Some things cannot be bought with money. For example, Stark's Vibranium armored suit has an estimated value of 670 million US dollar... The problem is, there is a price but no market.
Fury didn't expect Mike to be sold!
He rubbed his hands.
The expression is almost flattering.
"This, Mike, uh, if you want to sell it, can you sell it to us?"
"S.H.I.E.L.D. want?"
"Of course not, Avengers!"
Mike thought for a while, "If Avengers, wouldn't it be the same money as Stark? Is there any difference?"
Fury said, "There is still a difference."
Didn't explain what the difference is.
Mike said, "I don't care, just give me the money. Stark... I'll leave the valuation to you."
Stark raised his head and said speechlessly, "I am the one who bought it, and I am the one who appraised it, so you are not afraid that I will hack your money."
Mike asked, "Will you hack my money?"
Stark curled his lips. "Disdain."
Mike: "That's alright... let's go first."
The next second.
Mike teleports and appears directly in the supermarket.
"Who!" shouted.
"Thor?"
"Mike?"
"Why are you here?" Mike looked at Thor who was wearing work jeans and asked, "And what are you doing?"
Thor scratched his head. "After dealing with the matter of Asgard, I came to Earth and came to find you. When I found that you were not there, I stayed there and helped out with some things. I paid for my accommodation and food."
Mike: "No, Fury and Coulson will entertain you."
Thor nodded. "That's what they said, but I refused. I want to study with you - this is what the father hopes."
Mike:"..."
A picture suddenly appeared in my mind. "Coach, I want to play basketball!"
"Well, as long as you're happy."
At this time Old Earl came back with Chloe.
"Boss, you're back!" Old Earl said with a happy face, "They said you went on a trip. It's been almost a month since you left. No one makes hot pot, and I feel uncomfortable eating!"
It seems that Coulson didn't tell the truth to Old Earl and the others, maybe because he didn't want them to worry.
"Then let's have hotpot tonight!"
Mike announced loudly.
An old man and a young man cheered loudly.
Mike rubbed Chloe's little head and asked, "Have your grades improved?"
Chloe's face froze while cheering.
"Oh, forget it, everyone has their own things they are good at and things they are not good at, just be responsible and cute."
Mike can tell that Chloe is a born bad student.
Thor said, "If we have a dinner party, can I invite Jane?"
"Of course."
Hearing Mike's approval, Thor happily took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Jane.
Old Earl pulled Mike and whispered, "Mike, Thor is not an ordinary person."
"Does he have a little bit of that in his head?"
Mike:"Um..."
I thought Old Earl could tell that Thor was an extraordinary person.
However...
Mike said, "Thor's living habits in his hometown are very different from those here, so he seems a little bit different. There must be nothing wrong with his brain. I didn't cause any trouble to you."
"That's not true." Old Earl shook his head and said, "Speaking of which, the big man is really strong. He can do all the porter's work by himself, and he can do the job of three."
Mike:"..."
I feel that the development direction of the supermarket is skewed. Look at the staffing--
Boss: The system beats workers.
Manager: Quake.
Handyman: Spider-Man.
Porter: Thor.