Peter's eyes widened: to remember is to remember, but why me?
Brant said in a good voice: Or do you think that of the two killing gods, who is more suitable for this job?
Peter was stunned, the white frame on his hood was aimed at Jason, and the guy grinned excitedly, preoccupied with picking up the miniature machine guns that had fallen all over the ground, obviously planning to do the big thing.The white frame is aimed at Bucky Brandt's name just now, right?
Holding a steel pipe, he knocked out the gasping wounded one by one like a whack-a-mole, and he was brutal and unusual, and he didn't look like a suitable person to work as a nanny.So is it really just him?
Spider-Man, the chosen son, is going to stay away from the exciting and important work and do the little things that the neighbors should do?
Peter was not much more repulsed, and even in the original New York, he had always been excluded from the truly dangerous mission.Mr.
Stark always felt that he should live a normal life as a middle school student, doing small things like catching thieves and helping his grandmother cross the street in his spare time.He's not complaining, he's just thinking that his ability can support him to do something bigger.Then again, Peter, who had had a series of similar experiences, accepted the task assigned to him at this time well, but why did I always feel that my task was a little familiar?
Jason glanced at him and sneered.Peter immediately thought of something like that he seemed to have said to Jason not so long ago.Who would have thought that he was a victim who needed to be protected, but in fact, Jason seemed to have the talent and talent to act as a villain?
Once again, Peter couldn't help but pick at his thighs.It's a bit embarrassing.※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Xiaobu: On the first day he left Porridge Porridge, I thought about the porridge in a corner of his QAQ: Gollum Xiaobu: ?!!
PS.
So, I'm really my own mother!
pps.
The manuscript is getting thinner and thinner, and I feel that my body is hollowed out_(:з"∠ _ Chapter 30 Thirty Psychotic Seattle.Far away from the central city, in the scientific research base of a registered high-tech company, all the employees are in a hurry, occasionally bumping into each other, a simple eye collision, or a simple word or two, even if it is an exchange.In the center of the research studio, a huge water tank about three meters long and more than two meters high was placed, which was filled with lake-blue liquid, and a tall naked man hung quietly in it with his eyes closed.Yes, hanging.He didn't sink to the bottom of the water, he didn't surface, he just stretched his limbs, hovering quietly in the water, and only the intermittent bubbles from his mouth and nose proved that this man who could breathe in the water was still alive.The older people observed the data: the indicators were normal.The young man frowned: Oh, I can see this.Cells have been reprogrammed for optimal performance and performance.That's.At the end of the first stage, an attempt is made to regain consciousness.Do you really want to do this?
To be honest, I don't feel very worried about your technology, and the old man looked at him coldly.The data is incomplete, the data is incomplete, I don't know if I can restore consciousness, and if the recovered consciousness is complete and correct, so what?
What we need is a living body, not a correct consciousness.The young man who had been singing the opposite took a deep breath: No matter what, we don't have the right to rob God of his work and bring the dead back to life?
It's ridiculous.The elder said coldly, "Then Dr.
Edward, even though you are the most talented person I have ever met in terms of biological genes, what is the reason for our high salary to hire you, if you have been contradicting the progress of the experiment?"
The light illuminated the young man's face, and he was Dr.
Edward, who Brant had saved from the fake medical staff!
Edward's face also turned cold: That was the beginning, I didn't know at all, you stole the research data of Goodwin Technology, what you want to do is this kind of thing!
The elder does not answer the rhetorical question: Do you know what I see?
Edward sneered: Prison time?
He took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, pointed to the man in the tank and said: It's the future!
I see the future, and it's my future.You just used it?
Of course, it is no longer a person, but our asset, a success, will replicate countless successes, think about it, the strongest body, the most perfect genes, and can never get out of control, this is my future.You are crazy?
You can't do that!
Of course I can, think about your sister, and you'll know what you should do.The elder spat out a demonic whisper, but Edward was powerless to defend himself, and he slowly closed his eyes as he looked at the man in the tank who didn't know anything.Sorry to start the second phase.Edward forced himself to say this.The people in the water tank slowly opened their eyes and looked ahead emptyly, this may be a new life, and Miami, more than 4,000 kilometers away, brought by the incessant sound of explosions, can probably only be regarded as destroyed.Peter evacuated ahead of time and stayed at the entrance of the cave, where there was a loud bang and a sky-high fire, and Peter was so anxious that he was relieved to see Brant leading Jason Bucky and seven people with obvious inhuman features.He hurriedly ran over: You guys have finally come out!
Peter looked at Jason's expression a little stinky and asked Brandt strangely: What's wrong with him?
Brandt pointed behind him: "Those are the people who attacked and kidnapped Jason in the first place, and they sulked when I brought them out."
Jason emphasized word by word: Yes!
Steal!
Raid!
Okay.Brandt didn't refute it, and the right was taken as a tacit.Their journey was difficult, and there was nothing wrong with the original route, but they couldn't bear to have someone temporarily change the location of the database, which made them pounce all at once.Later, it was these people who turned against the water and took the professor who was beaten to half death to surrender, so that he could successfully copy the information and collect the batch of drugs that had not yet been put into use, so he did not return empty-handed.When it all came to an end, the beasts parted ways with them early, and Brant asked Jason to take Bucky first, and then he and Peter, looking after the other test subjects, waited for a whole line of police cars to arrive.The big case of human experiments caused a sensation throughout Miami, and the citizens did not know until the case was solved that such a horrific thing had happened in the land where they lived.Brandt uploaded the copied information and data to the police, so that Chris could no longer get away with the crime, and the former underworld giant finally stepped off the power stage in Miami and went to prison.Chris's power fell apart, and then Jason was cheapened.How can you use the word cheap?
Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared, don't you think I'm the most suitable person to take over Chris's forces?
Jason sat on the sofa with his legs wide open, watching a series of tracking reports about Chris on TV, Shi Shiran said.Beside him, the skinny little Peter was huddled on the edge of the sofa by the other party, drinking milk pitifully and dyeing a whole circle of white beard.Brandt couldn't look at it: you put your feet away, don't be so domineering, Peter has no place to sit.Peter hurriedly waved his hand: I'm fine, I'm thinner, I don't take up any space.?
Jason's sensing radar for a particular word jingled, and his eyes widened: Then you're saying I'm fat, right?
Super fierce!
Brant: Poof.The word fat will always be Jason's minefield.Even though Peter sincerely explained that being strong does not mean being fat, he was also very envious of the strong muscles on the other party's body, Jason still lifted his ass with an unhappy face, left the sofa by himself, walked into the bedroom in a few steps, closed the door with a bang, and went back to the house to sulk.Peter was stunned by this series of changes, and nervously asked: Will he be angry?
I mean, Jason managed to get out of the horrible lab, and I shouldn't have him off.You're overthinking.After calming Peter, Brandt deliberately said loudly: I think he may just close the door and secretly lose weight by himself.There was a sudden loud bang in Jason's bedroom, and Brant guessed it was the sound of dumbbells hitting the door, so he naturally continued: "If the door is broken, you will lose money, this is the house I rented."
Jason suddenly opened the door and looked even more unhappy: I have money, Chris's estate belongs to me, don't you know?
And the ground rolling on the doorway was indeed a dumbbell.Brandt unceremoniously debunked: I remember that most of his property was confiscated to compensate the victims of human experiments?
Jason: At least that Chris Lounge is mine.Brandt pretended to be surprised and said, "You haven't changed the name of the lounge yet?"
With Chris's sign, no one will go in, right?
Can you really make money?
Jason: Oh, yes.Brant Mending Knife: I just wanted to say, don't lift dumbbells, that will only make you stronger, you really won't lose weight, muscle gain and weight loss, are two systems you don't know?
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Jason: #@& Jason was so angry that he began to spit out the garbled code, but Brandt's mood, which had been dull since Omir left, was miraculously a little happy.It turns out that his own happiness can really be built on the pain of others, Brant nodded teachablely, and began to smooth his hair with compassion: You are not fat, but you have more and stronger muscles, this looks very cool, and it is too late for others to envy you, what do you have to dislike?
Jason tilted his head as if he didn't bother to listen, but his ears moved suspiciously.Peter immediately cheered and said: Yes, I was always bullied at school because I was too thin, and the classmate on my rugby team was in good shape, and many girls liked him!
Jason's ears moved again, and he walked out as if nothing had happened, and sat back on the couch: continue.Belch.Peter tried to blow a rainbow fart: You're in better shape than my classmates, and I want to be like you, too!
Jason finally turned his head compassionately, his mouth was obviously very big, but he also pretended to be reserved: Also, you are too thin, it's time to exercise more, start tomorrow, go for a morning run with me.Peter was shocked: But I'm still patrolling the streets Jason frowned: Huh?
Peter: It's nothing, I'm happy to QAQ Jason nodded with satisfaction, he left early with Bucky before, he didn't know that Peter was the super weird Spider-Man who helped him tear off the glass door with his bare hands, and he thought that he had saved a poor little who was weak and bullied, and he was in a very good mood.Of course, in some ways, when Peter wasn't bitten by a spider, there was nothing wrong with that persona.Brant watched the two little ones quickly release their suspicions, Jason even smiled, and was very satisfied, seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he took out a drawing board and a few crayons, and began to draw in a similar manner.I saw him hold the sketchpad with his left hand, and wave Fang Xuan with his right hand to open and close, and after a few minutes, there were two more not-so-round heads on the canvas, a crooked barbecue grill, and a large field of flowers and plants with strange colors, which was the painting in the previous tome.Peter leaned over to Brandt and asked curiously, "What are you drawing?"
Brant said casually: Guess what?
emmmm Peter frowned and stared at the drawing board for a long time before he stumbled and said: This charcoal-roasted little suckling pig looks pretty good?
Brandt looked up and rolled his eyes: I was copying my crayon drawings when I was five years old.Peter: Ugh.Brant: These are two boys eating cookies and playing with models, and if you really don't know how to praise people, you can actually not praise people.Peter: Peter couldn't help it, and hiccuped again.Why is he always saying the wrong thing today, but it's not over yet, today seems to be Jason and Peter's Good Friday, and then, Brandt suddenly thought of something, stopped his brush, and said with a serious face: Miami is peaceful, I thought about it, you two can't continue to mess around like this.Peter blinked, and suddenly felt that the spider sense seemed to be coming.Jason also had an ominous premonition.Brant said slowly: You two, shouldn't you go to school?!!!!!
What is going to school?
Inexistent!
Jason has a good reason: the lounge is just on the right track, it can't do without people, and besides, I'm the only one in the family who has financial resources, if I go to school, aren't you going to starve to death?
However, Brandt waved his hand, and the refusal was justified: Inseparable from people is not inseparable from you, you have to do everything, do you want to accept and eat dry rice?
It doesn't refute the established fact that the family is indeed dependent on Jason.Peter, who is used to being free for a while, is also trying to save himself: My identity problem has not been solved yet, and it seems that I can't go to school?
Brandt sighed: If you don't say I forgot, Jason has already helped you with the identity problem.Peter: Almost immediately, Jason ran back to the bedroom in a few steps, quickly took out a file bag, and threw it on Peter: Remember your identity!
Peter: Why don't you usually see you so active!
Jason: :) it must be because it is better to suffer alone than to suffer others, and if you are blessed, you should swallow it alone, and if you are in trouble, you must share it!
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※#恭喜虫桶强行共患难成就达成##恭喜布兰特荣获全美十大心脏杰出青年荣誉奖状#+++ Strong evidence that the author is his own mother: Xiaobu: The day after leaving Porridge Porridge, I think he thinks about the porridge in his QAQ tank: Open your eyes!
Gollum ~ Xiaobu: ???
+++ Strong evidence that Xiaobu is an ugly cub: Xiaobu: It's cold, let's blow up this experimental base!
Boast!
Ding-bang!
Ugly man: Baba is proud of you!
+++ About Brother Bucket's weight: Tearful Bucket: 180 pounds is really not fat!
I'm muscular!