Luo Yang smiled and said: "I work at Yuandian Culture Company, and I came with the company's representative today."
"I've heard of Yuandian Culture Company, it's a very famous company," Peter lowered his voice, "What are you doing at Yuandian Company?"
"I'm a contracted creative screenwriter with Origin Company.
I'm still studying at a community college."
Luo Yang didn't feel embarrassed about studying at a community college.
Luo Yang was satisfied with everything the world gave him.
Peter nodded: "We are still studying at Midtown Middle School.
Harry Osborn and I are good friends, so we are hanging out today."
In fact, I know what Luo Yang is thinking.
He responded: "We can only attend this kind of banquet thanks to the blessing of good friends.
Look at the people here, they are all well-known people."
"Hmm.
I don't really like it here.
I think it's more fun tinkering with electrical appliances in the basement."
Peter joked.
Luo Yang looked at the crowd of heads below and put his feet on the railing: "Peter, your friend will come to you later and I have something serious to tell you."
"Okay, Purifier.
I'm listening."
Luo Yang's eyes became serious: "This is my phone number.
Give me a call so I can contact you easily."
Peter took out his old mobile phone and finally dialed Luo Yang's number.
After Luo Yang saved the number, he looked at Peter: "Daredevil needs our help.
Now we need to find a base where we can place all the equipment."
Peter thought deeply: "Okay.
How about I let Harry think of a way?"
"But does Harry know your identity?"
Luo Yang remembered that Peter had been hiding his identity from Harry Osborne.
"There must be a small idle warehouse or something under the Osborne Group."
Peter's thinking was very clear at this time.
Peter added: "It doesn't matter if Harry finds out."
Since Peter said this, Luo Yang was relieved.
He himself had difficulty finding a suitable location in New York, and Daredevil Matthew, a guy who likes to keep to himself, is not expected to find a suitable open space.
Luo Yang smiled and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Spider Flying Man."
Peter lowered his head: "I'll tell Harry what the hell is going on with Spider Flying Man."
While Luo Yang and Peter were chatting, Harry suddenly barged in: "Peter, what are you doing?
You're making new friends."
Mary Jane was followed behind him.
Peter then introduced Luo Yang to Harry.
Peter also said that Luo Yang was a friend that Peter had known before.
When Harry Osborne heard that he was a friend of Peter's, he naturally treated his good brother's friend in a different light.
After the conversation, Harry even invited Luo Yang to visit Osborne Tower.
Of course Luo Yang is happy to accept this invitation, but he is not very interested in scientific research yet.
Because Luo Yang needs to constantly improve himself through fitness training, and at the same time, he also needs to use what he does to expand his contacts.
But if you enter the field of science, the most important thing you need to pay is energy and time.
This kind of thing should be left to the scientific geniuses.
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The four young people walked down the stairs and returned to the banquet hall.
Many upper-class celebrities in the banquet hall had already started dancing in the center of the hall.
Melodious classical music sounds In the corner, Luo Yang saw another familiar man in formal clothes.
An agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Needless to say, you can guess that it is Phil Coulson.
Luo Yang didn't find it strange that Agent Coulson appeared.
After all, this is a cocktail party hosted by the Stark Group, and there are many people hiding their true identities in this banquet.
As the representative of SHIELD and the witness of many heroes, Phil Coulson has always been elusive.
Luo Yang took a look at Agent Coulson.
He wore his signature smile and drank water by himself.
He did not pay attention to Luo Yang and Peter.
It seems that Phil Coulson should not be targeting me, Luo Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
Luo Yang felt that being a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent was too vulgar.
And if you don’t do it well, isn’t it just like being a Hydra?
Peter noticed Luo Yang's eyes, and he said softly: "I saw that agent in black clothes last time.
I don't know where he came from."
Luo Yang told him: "An agent of a government organization."
Peter asked: "It's FBICIA" "No, he should be shielded."
Luo Yang responded.
Peter puzzled: "shied shield" Harry responded: "They are a government agency called shield.
I have heard some rumors about them."
Peter nodded in understanding.
After Luo Yang and Peter turned their heads, Phil Coulson lowered his head and checked the record on his watch: Peter Parker, data collected. ownhighschoo.
Special abilities: huge strength, climbing with bare hands, shooting high-strength wire mesh.
Luo Yang, the data has been collected. 18 years old, Ford Community College.
Special abilities: body shield, unknown energy, fighting skills SHIELD will still not miss any opportunity to collect information.
Amid the laughter of the young people, the atmosphere of this "charity" reception hosted by Obadiah Stane became increasingly better and better.
Everyone was intoxicated and seemed to be perfect except for the absence of Tony Stark.
While everyone was having fun at the elegant banquet, another horrific death feast was also beginning.
South of Manhattan, the stronghold of the Irish gang.
Today is the day for the Irish gangs in Hell's Kitchen to gather for a meeting.
The boss of the Irish gang is bossing around and venting his dissatisfaction with the current situation in Hell's Kitchen in front of all gang members.
And the brothers below, whether they had evil intentions or were extremely respectful, just listened attentively and said nothing.
The whole room could only hear the soft sloshing of wine and the deep voice of the Irish gangster.
A penetrating gunshot rang out, and the leader of the Irish gang was shot and fell without warning.
Before the remaining gang members had time to react, countless bullets were fired through the glass.
Blood, sawdust, glass, and wine all flew in the air.
Some gang members took out their guns and fought back, but they still couldn't see clearly the attacker outside the glass window, and could only vaguely see a black figure.
A few minutes later, the entire house was riddled with holes and all the Irish gangsters present died on the spot.
It wasn't until the police were about to arrive that the burly murderer in black picked up his machine gun and left the scene.
In the banquet hall of Warner Theater, there was still elegant classical music.
Horrible contrasts are played out every day in this city.
The luxurious life of the upper class, the unimaginable hardships of the lower class, the ultimate enjoyment, and the brutal crime
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