Chapter 3089

Several girls quarreled for a while, separated the spider silk from the bug, and scolded the bug.

Peter was a little wronged. When he came into contact with spider silk, his mind was blank and he didn't remember what he had done.

But he was raised by Aunt Mei. He knew that when a woman was angry, he had better not say anything.

"Mr. Wilson."

He dodged the girls in dismay and walked awkwardly to the death knell to say hello.

"Hehe, it seems that I delayed you on base, but I suggest you don't show it to others when you have your first experience."

The wicked supreme mage spoke in a narrow tone and put his elbow on Peter's shoulder.

The bug blushed, almost as red as the color of his uniform. He lowered his head and rubbed his fingers: "in fact, I didn't mean that. I just couldn't control myself."

"I know. It's really hard for teenagers to think carefully when they're on adrenaline."

The knell has an expression that knows everything without explanation.

"Alas..."

Peter sighed. He knew he couldn't tell, but in fact, he seemed to lose control when he smelled the smell of spider silk and didn't remember anything. There must be something wrong.

Stop talking and think about how to prove that you are not a lust ghost. You have to study it through rigorous scientific means to convince girls.

The girls took the spider silk to one side and muttered. They could hear it with the hearing of super soldiers, but it was nothing more than some teasing and teasing words between little girls.

Spider silk's face was covered with red cloth. She stamped and twisted to prove that she just couldn't control her body and brain. She didn't sneak away.

But the girls don't believe it. They say it's love.

A blank brain, a beating heart, a red face and a confused mind are the performance when you meet someone you like.

Spider silk didn't admit it. She tried to change the subject and asked them when the death knell came.

But Marshall was reluctant to let spider silk talk about what it felt like to be 'held', which attracted the girls to laugh and scold her as a shameless little bichi, but actually everyone pricked up their ears to listen.

In this way, the girls said a few words, made trouble for a while, said a few more words, and then smiled and patted each other. They tossed back and forth for a long time.

After half a day, they came back hand in hand and continued the previous topic with the death knell.

Su Ming introduced them to a good coach, the one with high fees, that is, the imitation master.

Although he is a mercenary, he can imitate other people's "no killing skills". At the same time, he is also very good at teaching students. When he doesn't have a task on weekdays, he takes his own combat training class.

Black sister Liz is rich. Her father recently gave her a lot of pocket money, so she is willing to invite everyone to class.

Although he still has some scruples about the mercenary's dark world, the master of imitation will be very rational after the death knell says his name.

"Thank you!"

The children gave their sincere thanks to the death knell.

So the matter was settled so happily.

Seeing the happy smiles on their faces, Su Ming felt much more relaxed. Anyway, human beings look more pleasing to the eye than the nameless ancient people.

Well, there may be some movement in the multiverse recently, so that spiders can avoid crawling and hanging up in the web.

I'll call the imitation master later and ask him to practice these children to death to the extent of collective coma in class.

Thinking of these arrangements, he left Tiankeng and returned to New York. In a telephone booth outside a remote alley, he became Clark Kent, holding a hanging briefcase and pretending to be an office worker.

"Adjutant, are there any acquaintances near me?"

Close the door of the telephone booth, pat the dust on your hands, look at the black young people wandering in groups on the street with pistols pinned to your back, and ask about the situation near the adjutant.

This is New York. You can always see all kinds of masked people when you go out, just as it is natural to see dung beetles on the farm.

"Yes, sheriff. Turn left 200 meters from the intersection ahead. There is a dimension entrance to the 'hero Cafe'." The adjutant projected a map onto the retina of the death knell, of course through strangulation.

"Speaking of hero Cafe... How did Batman fool you?" Su Ming walked quickly towards that side.

"He disguised as like Diana, as like as two peas. I didn't expect him to be so unqualified. Who can dress up for a super hero?" The adjutant was a little speechless. She was only hoodwinked for a while, but she made a mistake and was exploited.

"He has never been a superhero. He is a mental patient. Only the bottom line he believes is the bottom line. It will be very wrong to speculate with morality, ethics, social mainstream views or law."

The knell bell understands the bat's technique. It's not a wild idea, but it's still useful.

The adjutant shook his head: "the database has been updated. He won't have a second chance."

"Don't be so serious and don't play games with him. Just let it go. I can handle it... Huh? There are really some acquaintances drinking coffee here. They are brave enough to enter such a strange shop? "

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"I always feel that this shop is gloomy. There is a dark feeling of deja vu, but I can't say it."

With a coffee cup in his hand, xingjue was squeezed in the middle of the card seat by his teammates, and his expression was always nervous.

How to say, the decoration of this store is very high-grade. Even the door handles are gold-plated. The antique bar looks at least 300 years old, and the mahogany shows a sense of massiness and dignity.

The spacious floor window can see pedestrians and vehicles in the street. The sun also enters the shop through the window, and the wax on the wooden floor glitters.

But the combination of these things makes xingjue have a strange feeling

It's like going into an ancient tomb somewhere.

As a space predator, this is his intuition after excavating hundreds of relics over the years. Some dark things surge in the corner, mysterious and unknown.

"Shit! It's burning me! " The little raccoon dropped the coffee cup, stuck out his tongue and fanned it with his hairy claws: "how can humans like to drink this kind of thing? It's bitter and smelly. Shall we go to the bar? You have to come here. I really want to put my big gun in your mouth, Peter. "

Rocket is not a raccoon. He is much more dangerous than raccoon and can swear more than raccoon. Although he is only over one meter tall, he always insists that his gun is the largest.

"I don't know who came in and threw out a pile of dollars to try coffee. It's the same as never taking dollars." Peter hinted something in a strange way.

"Fark squid, Peter, Fark squid, I'll never cover you again when you say Carmela's name and shoot a pistol."

"We were fighting a star tentacle monster at that time. I really hoped that KAMORA could cover me when shooting with an element pistol, but she didn't hear it. You covered me, but don't be so misunderstood! Falk! " Xingjue put his walkman on the table and silently pointed his middle finger at the raccoon.

The raccoon also raised his middle finger to the captain and took back his cup.

Although xingjue's speech is ugly, the truth is right. He has paid all the money. Even if he is crying, he has to drink up these ten pots of coffee.

There are two rows of ten pots of coffee on the table in front of everyone. Although the decoration of this shop is so high-grade, there is no coffee from any famous origin.

If you lose so much money, people will take the amount to make up for it.

"I don't think so." KAMORA, who was mentioned, was very calm. She crossed her legs to tidy up her hair, looked out of the window at the earth humans in the street, and perhaps thought of her hometown: "but I guess it's probably because this shop is called Hero cafe, but we're not heroes, so there's a lack of snacks?"

"Aren't we heroes?"

Drax was a huge man. He sat in the seat of two people with one ass. After listening to KAMORA's words, he looked up in surprise, and his two fingers holding the small coffee cup were stiff.

"I'm Groot." The tree man had a bigger ass. he sat in the position of three people, threw the coffee cup and coffee into his mouth, and said something of unknown significance.

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