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The next day.
Because of the commotion last night, the school is on holiday, and the specific start time is yet to be determined. Chloe is as happy as a husky. Chloe likes school, but like all bad students, his head hurts when he hears homework. Especially when the homework is not completed on time.
Old Earl, who has always doted on Chloe, is rare and serious, and he educates Chloe very seriously: others are suffering, but you are happy because of your own selfish interests, which is like gloating, which is wrong.
In order to make Chloe understand this deeply, Old Earl asked Skye to find several sets of papers from the Internet. Chloe looked at Mike pitifully with a bitter face.
Mike spread his hands to show that he was helpless.
You are happy when others are suffering, even if you don't have any malicious intentions, it is not allowed. Pretend, you have to pretend to be concerned - this is a universal rule of society. Unless you have the ability to break and reshape the rules, you can only do things within the framework of the rules, or you may get a bloody head.
Skye is also here.
She slumped down on the sofa, occupying the position that Mike usually occupied. As a hero, she went out to do justice, although the scope of her activities was limited to Hell's Kitchen.
Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan has almost become a legal model. The closer to the supermarket Mike, the better the security.
Skye My body is very tired, but my spirit is very exciting.
She is indeed a naturally adventurous girl.
Peter called and said he couldn't come over to work part-time for the next two days. The injury was so... If it were placed on an ordinary person, he would probably have to lie down for several months. Peter only needs a few days of rest to recover.
Many people don't know that Healing Factor is part of Spider-Man, but it's just not as perverted as Deadpool or Wolverine.
Mike felt at ease, letting Mike recover from his injuries, and couldn't help but have a strange smile on his lips.
The TV has long been turned on.
Fat Tom was sealed on the sofa by the TV, and would not leave even half a step unless something happened. There are actually only two things that matter here: one, summoning Mike, and two, eating.
Unlike normal cats, they need to poop.
I bought the cat litter box for free.
That's right, what normal cat would occupy the remote control?
At this time, Fat Tom is being held in Skye's arms as a pillow.
"Where's the remote control?"
Mike glanced around and found nothing.
He looked at Fat Tom.
Fat Orange just pretends to be stupid.
Even more suspicious...
Mike's heart moved, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Fat Tom's belly.
Then under the gaze of Skye Shocker, the whole hand sank into Fat Tom's belly.
When Mike reached back, there was a remote control in his hand.
Good guy... before, I just suppressed him with a big orange as a weight, but now I've gone too far and swallowed the remote control into another universe.
Mike knocked Fat Tom on the head.
"There will be no next time." Mike aimed at the cat's lower body.
Show a smile.
Next time, the egg will not be saved.
Fat Tom is not a cat. The whole body, including the eggs. The eggs are all disguised. They can grow again after being cut, but for some reason, the whole body feels tight, as if it reminds me of someone's bad taste in ancient times.
"What's wrong?" Mike then noticed Skye's open mouth.
Skye stretched out his hand, held his chin, and pushed it upward.
Close.
"Nothing."
I have been reminded not to be surprised ten thousand times, but I still can't help it.
She held up Fat Orange, observed carefully, and touched the soft belly of the cat with her hands. She wanted to find out how Mike did it.
At first, Mike said that Fat Tom was not a cat, but Flerken, which he had never heard of before. He thought it was a joke.
She bought the cat litter box.
She had never seen Fat Tom poop. However, the cat food she bought together was not wasted. Fat Tom slowly finished eating the broad beans.
Watched several news channels.
Most of them report on the riots last night, with different focuses. The official channel mainly focuses on the heroic battles of the police, trying to portray a few ordinary but great low-level heroes.
As for the Golden Armored Man anomaly, officials smiled mysteriously and denied that it was a secret weapon of the military.
The reporter below was a little confused.
No one asked if it was the military's secret weapon?
Therefore, the more pretentious the denial is, the more people will feel that this is the truth.
The media did a good job in public relations this time and successfully diverted the media away from the casualty figures.
Reality is not like a movie. After various big explosions, only superheroes are injured and no civilians suffer any casualties.
As Spider-Ham said, it is impossible to save everyone all the time. Green Goblin throws a Pumpkin Bomb into a building. The building collapses and those who cannot escape are missing. Missing is equal to death. Doctor Lizard grabs a car and throws it out. If it is hit by the car, it does not need to be sent to the hospital or to the morgue.
The riots caused by the super villains were just the trigger, and countless people took advantage of the situation to rob. There are at least hundreds of recorded robberies.
Police casualties alone numbered in the hundreds.
Big Apple, full of holes.
Mike changed the channel.
There was a model of Golden Armored Man on the stage. A priest was holding a cross and Bible. He looked excited and shouted loudly, "In the name of God, I order you! Expel you! Leave United States!..."
Mike, who originally wanted to change the channel immediately, listened and watched for a few minutes until the priest completed the entire ceremony and was so exhausted that he could only stand still with the help of the aide. He showed a "victory" smile and said happily, "The exorcism was successful, God bless United States."
Mike almost couldn't help but applaud.
Good acting skills.
No wonder the audience applauded so seriously and enthusiastically.
He gave this dance a high score of 8.2, but he watched the comedy.
In the afternoon, Mike went to Stark Tower.
Peter was carrying a large plate, which was piled with super high-end steaks, sashimi, black caviar... When he saw Mike, he was stunned for a moment.
"Why are you here?" Mike patted Peter's back.
I almost spit out the half-swallowed bacon.
Before Peter could answer, Mike rolled his eyes at Stark: "Hey, you guy, you want to poach me!"
Stark held the thermos cup and said with a smile, "As the saying goes, all corners that can be dug are loose corners. The owner of the corner should reflect on himself."
Peter swallowed the food in his mouth hard and waved his hands repeatedly. "I won't let go, I won't let go, not at all..."
This sounds like three grown men talking about something strange.
Um...Mike pushed Peter away and said, "If you can't speak, just eat."
Stark said, "Besides, Peter is a part-time job at your place. I don't mind having another part-time job. What can I eat?"
Mike poured himself a glass of wine.
Roman Ni-Conti Grand Cru red wine is quite suitable for... gargling.
Stark continued, "Peter is determined to be a superhero, but you see, he doesn't even have enough money to make the spider Silk, so he relies on part-time jobs and frugality. Also, the tights are of good taste, but they don't even have bulletproof functions. This is too much."
Relying on Spider-Sense and his agility, Peter can easily dodge all Seed bullets, including heavy snipers. The problem is that superheroes sometimes have to use their bodies to block bullets for the sake of the people behind them, even though they can clearly dodge.
Stark continued, "And Natasha said that apart from super powers, Peter has never received formal combat training. His combat skills are a mess and he has a lot of room for growth."
Last night, Peter basically acted together with Black Widow.
Mike pouted and said, "So, you want to drag Peter into Avengers?"
"It's just reserve duty." Stark said with a smile, "Avengers is short of people, but it's not so short as to use minors."