Chapter 1042

"It's true that there are you nasty mercenaries everywhere. If you want any information, I'll be off duty after I give it to you."

Natasha came over with a cat step on her face. Her face was very impatient, but she was holding her arm, and the fingers of one hand were tapping her other elbow rhythmically, sending a message completely different from the words.

It seems that there are not only sensors on the roof, but also monitoring equipment. This is not the place to talk.

Su Ming nodded: "just as I heard, we need Santa's home address, the rest is not."

"Wait here. Don't go downstairs." Natasha pressed her headphones and said something, then turned away.

"Shall we go down?" Wade, putting his dislocated arm over his shoulder, approached to inquire, and his cheap expression could be seen across his mask.

Before Su Ming could reply, Spiderman grabbed his clothes: "do you think this is a winter vacation study tour? We're pressed for time, and I don't think aegis would welcome you as a troublemaker, as if you were banned from most museums. "

"Speaking of this, I'm sad. Those damned curators have deprived me of a pleasure. Virgins like you will never know how many single hot mothers will take their children to visit the museum. My God, they are so wild that their legs can clip off the spine of bison, and their slightly plump mature body shape can suck away..."

the eyes on the Deacon mask The eyes became crescent shaped, and the corner of the mouth was wet.

"Oh! Disgusting! Do you know it's irresponsible? "

Spiderman glared at him in disgust and took the initiative to distance himself from the valet. Even though Wade doesn't have any odor today, he still has a sense of uncleanness.

If there is a fallen devil, it is probably black and red, right?

"Can responsibility be eaten? It's fun to be a man as you please. Why are you so serious? Hee hee...

the valet jumped up to Peter and poked his finger in his armpit to make him smile.

But unexpectedly, he was hit by his cousin's fist on the top of his head and hit him in the snow on the roof.

"Don't learn from the clown. You're not as crazy as he is."

Wade rolled over and lay on the snow, his broken skull healing at high speed: "but I'm better than him, aren't I? I have 100000 twitter fans, and he doesn't

Su Ming took back his fist and looked at the scenery with his back: "Gotham has 8 million people. Clowns can incite half of them. He often appears on news programs. What about you? Not even a TV commercial. "

"That's a problem. I've got to shoot an ad for my office and let me think about it..." wade got serious and began to think, pinching his chin.

Peter tilted his head to one side: "what are you talking about? How can I not understand? Who is the clown? "

"The clown is my cousin's good friend, because darkness and madness always go hand in hand, young man, it's like I made you." The valet immediately gave up thinking, jumped up from the ground, and smilingly hooked on Peter's shoulder, and began to instill strange thoughts in his ear: "in fact, it's very easy for you to get dark. Put your spider silk transmitter on your belt, and push your crotch forward every time you launch. This is the beginning of imitating a spider. How can a spider spin silk by hand?"

"Get out of here, I'm not a real spider, and the action you said is too obscene. Do you know that I'm still a child, do you have any humanity?" Peter came out from under the bodyguard's arm and turned his back to wade angrily.

The Chamberlain's eyes brightened, and he held his chin and looked at Peter's back: "who is not a baby? In fact, it's good for you to put spider silk transmitters on chrysanthemums. For children as old as you, there are still many people who think that spider silk comes from their PP

"If you can really get something out of my PP, I will send it to your mouth." Peter was still not serious about the valet. He wanted to fight with him for some reason. It was very interesting.

So after a while, he had a fight with the death guard, and they had a snowball fight on the roof of the building.

......

"is this Santa Claus? I don't believe it. "

Natasha brought the target's home address, so the three said goodbye to her and soon arrived somewhere in Greenland's Arctic circle.

In the snow and ice, there is a wooden hut, warm light from the window, smoke from the chimney, everything seems ordinary and warm.

But when they got to the window to see what was going on, they saw a skinny old man in a shorts vest sitting on the sofa, squinting at the bottle and continuing to pour wine into his mouth while injecting something into his thigh with a syringe. His face was covered with abnormal blush.

It's the kind of unhealthy emaciation, with a big stomach but thin limbs.

The floor next to the sofa was full of empty bottles. Not far away, the fire in the fireplace was licking a large number of medicine boxes and bottles, which crackled in the flames.Peter felt that the Three Outlooks were broken. The legendary Santa Claus was not only extremely decadent, but also a drunkard and a drug addict.

So he doubted for the first time whether the three of them had been cheated by the aegis Bureau, and asked the death attendant and the death knell.

"They don't dare to cheat my cousin. It must be Santa himself. It's just... Has my standard of good children always been wrong? I'm not good enough to base myself on. " Wade was also lying on the windowsill, peeping and whispering, "I said how could I bring a big gift bag to work today with negative voice, lace and warhead? It turns out that it was given to her by Santa Claus. How damned it is."

"Pay attention to your words. No one can say that Santa should die." Peter retorted in a low voice.

"Do you think you're the captain of the United States? Besides, if you look at him like this, I can find a dozen Santas in the sewers of New York The valet whispered back.

"Looking at Santa Claus in the room, filling his mouth with a lot of pills of various colors and swallowing with wine, Peter is speechless.

Su Ming shrunk down from the window sill, turned over and sat on the snow with his back against the wall: "something is wrong. Have you found it?"

"I haven't seen anything right since I got here. Can you take me home? I have to think about telling my aunt the truth about Santa Claus Peter sat down with his head drooping.

Wade, of course, was no exception. He also sat down, but he was reminded by his cousin that he did find his blind spot.

He just turns his brain and eyes too fast, and he will pass the clues carelessly. However, as long as someone reminds him, he can react almost immediately, which gives him the opportunity to laugh at the spider:

"I find something wrong, and you don't have it. Alas, this is really the gap between children and adults."

Peter immediately retorted, "it was your cousin who discovered it. Now it's your discovery. You are probably the most brazen mercenary in the world."

"Come on, seriously. It's on the job now." Su Ming intervened to separate them: "first of all, Santa's reindeer and sleigh have disappeared. Reindeer, as a kind of wild animal, always has a smell, but there is nothing here except the smell of snow and wind."

Wade also held out a finger and said with some pride, "yes, and there is no present in the house. Santa's bag is left behind the sofa, but it's shrunken inside."

"So, it's true. There should have been a lot of dwarfs preparing gifts for him. Now it looks like he's the only one." Peter also found blind spots.

Su Ming affirms their statement. He takes off his face armor and flicks a cigarette in his mouth: "Santa just injected insulin. He should have diabetes. But there are not many cases that can take such a large amount of medicine. I looked at the boxes that were burned to half, which should be vitamins and calcium tablets. Living in such places as the Arctic Circle, it is very easy to suffer from vitamin deficiency. In addition, the phenomenon of extreme day and night makes it normal for the elderly to lack calcium

"Well, I thought it was cocktail therapy. If Santa had cancer, I could sell it to the newspapers." Wade was a little disappointed. As a cancer patient, he took medicine one by one and kept losing his hair.

Peter rubbed his hands and turned over on the window to steal open. He rubbed some snow off and landed on the valet's mask, making Wade's nose itchy.

After careful observation, Peter felt his head awkwardly and shrank back.

"So I misunderstood him?"

Su Ming patted Peter on the shoulder and shook his head: "not necessarily. We live in a world where hearing is false and seeing is not true. Maybe those boxes and bottles are just disguises, and there are hi medicine in them."

Valet: "ah..."

all Peter thought, even through the mask, he could feel his frown: "but drinking too much is true, is he in any trouble?"

"It's not sure. The bottles may be just orange juice mixed with water, and the abnormal redness of his face is due to the bursting of subcutaneous capillaries, which is a common disease in the cold belt." Su Ming once again denied the spider's view.

Death attendant: "ah..."

Peter nodded helplessly. He learned some knowledge from the two mercenaries. Sometimes what he saw was still not the truth.

This reminds him of his past patrols. Once, at night, he saw a man in the dark lane who seemed to be using force against a woman. The woman gave out a piercing scream.

So Peter went down and beat the man, and then tied it with spider silk to send him to the police station.

As a result, the woman slapped him when she came up, because she and her boyfriend wanted to play role-playing only in the middle of the night, and their good spirits were spoiled by spider man.

Peter was embarrassed and helpless, and he had to leave in dismay.

In the past, I just experienced but did not think carefully. Now it seems that in the future, we should pay more attention to observation and do not draw conclusions easily.

"I see. Thank you, Mr. Wilson." He nodded to Su Ming and patted the snow on his shoulder.Su Ming lowered his head to light a cigarette. Then he raised his head and looked at the night sky. He slowly exhaled smoke and showed a melancholy smile full of mature temperament: "Peter, you should remember that everything is empty and everything is OK. As long as you remember this, you will become a qualified thorn... Yingxiong."

"What's the word at the beginning of that a? I didn't hear you. " Peter asked with a crooked head.

Valet: "ah..."

Peter turned his head to the valet and gave him a bad push: "what are you going to say all the time?"

"Achoo!" The position of the nose on the red and black mask instantly moistened two pieces. He inhaled again, and the wet area seemed to be smaller. He raised his finger and rubbed his nose and compared his thumb to Peter: "it's finally done. It's so cool."

However, Santa Claus, who heard the noise in the room, had already picked up his double barreled shotgun from the side of the sofa and walked towards the door.

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