Marvel's Super Venom System

Peter, who was concentrating on building Lego, almost shook his hand when he heard Meng Ran's words, and pushed down the part that had just been put together.

Peter said a little shyly: "That's it, we have been talking, and the other day she also talked about you and Gwen hanging out for a day, and said that she hadn't been out for a long time."

Meng Ran hurriedly asked, "Then what did you say?"

Peter said: "I said I haven't been out for a long time, and I heard that the science and technology museum has new research results on display, and I haven't seen it yet."

Meng Ran asked, "And then?"

Peter scratched his head and said, "Then she said she was a little sleepy, and then we said goodnight." When

Meng Ran heard this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, you really pecked the butt of a cow and ate a cow."

Peter listened to Meng Ran's words, and he didn't understand a little, because Meng Ran was talking about Chinese.

"Meng, what are you talking about, I don't know much about Chinese, what Ma Que is, and that twisted coin." Peter had a question mark on his face.

Meng Ran said, "It's nothing, it's just a bird and an organ."

Peter still wanted to ask, but Meng Ran quickly interrupted and taught him how to soak... Make friends with girls and have in-depth communication.

Meng Ran said, "Mary Jane, she means she wants to hang out with you, understand?"

"But she's a girl, and if she wants you to speak first, you should take the initiative, understand?"

"You have to do this, then that, and then like this. Understand?

Under Meng Ran's continuous enlightenment, Peter suddenly understood: "Oh~ so it is!" I understand.

Meng Ran nodded gratifyingly: "It's good to understand, it's past nine o'clock, it's just a good time to lie in the bed and talk about feelings, remember, you have to show your different side, but not too much." Keep some mystery to it.

"Then talk to her about some life, talk about some ideals, and then sublimate it a little so that your emotions have a communication and resonance."

"Finally, ask her out to play, it just so happens that my car is also there, tomorrow you will drive to pick her up, remember to show your good character and quality."

Peter kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice, and from time to time made a sound of being dialed, which made Meng Ran, who taught him karma and solved his confusion, very useful.

Patting Peter's leg, Meng Ran said, "Go quickly, hurry up." When

Peter heard this, he also stood up and went to get his mobile phone, ready to chat with Mary Jane, but just took a step and folded back.

"Then this Lego..."

Meng Ran heard this, hating iron and steel: "When are you still thinking about Lego!" Go chat first, isn't a fragrant and soft girlfriend more fun than Lego? Really.

Peter smiled: "That's what I said." Then he went to talk to Mary Jane.

Meng Ran looked at Peter and thought: "Hmm~, it seems that there is still salvation, dry!" Peter!

Looking at Peter, who was chatting and giggling, Meng Ran also took out his mobile phone, ready to chat with Gwen to see when to sublimate the revolutionary friendship between the two.

"Hello, Sichuan girl, have you tasted the special hot sauce I made, how does it taste?"

After eating spicy last time, Meng Ran gave Gwen this nickname, Gwen didn't understand it at first, but later listened to Meng Ran's explanation and thought it was very interesting, so he acquiesced.

Gwen quickly replied, "It tastes good!" My mother also said it was delicious. I just think it could be a little more spicy.

Meng Ran was embarrassed, and he didn't know whether it was one point or a hundred million points: "Then after a while, I will specially make some spicy ones for you." "

Uh-huh!" Gwen was happy.

The two chatted for a while longer.

Gwen said a little worried: "Dad is very busy today, and he hasn't come back from going out in the morning."

Meng Ran said, "Is it because of the evil spirit?"

Gwen said, "Yes, today's news is all about evil spirits." Dad is also busy because of this. "

Gwen had discussed evil spirits with Meng Ran before, and at that time, everyone was still treating him as a masked enthusiastic person, fighting on the streets.

So after today's news came out, those who knew about evil spirits before were much hit harder than those who knew only today.

You can accept a friendly neighbor around to do righteousness, but you can't accept that the criminal will be directly tried by this neighbor.

But for Meng Ran now, the thoughts of these people are not important, the important thing is to adhere to their own justice and not let more tragedies happen in front of their eyes.

After saying this, Meng Ran asked Gwen directly.

"Then what do you think of the evil ghost now, I remember that you didn't like him quite much before."

"I see that many people are calling him a terrorist and a murderer today."

Meng Ran sent a message, waiting for Gwen's reply, not knowing how to be a little nervous.

It's really uncomfortable to scold yourself, Meng Ran thought crankyly: "I don't know what Gwen thinks, if she thinks so, then I don't have a girlfriend." Woo hoo, sad. "

Ding-dong! Meng Ran's mobile phone rang, interrupting his cranky thoughts. It's Gwen's message.

"I still think that what everyone says is too much, after all, evil spirits are judging criminals. It's not indiscriminate killing

" "Although I think it's better to leave it to the law to judge, I can also understand him."

"But if I had the chance to see him, I would definitely kick my dad in the ass, hum! It's because of him that my dad is so busy. After

the last sentence, Gwen also accompanied by a kicking meme.

Looking at the message sent by Gwen, a smile appeared on Meng Ran's face.

"Although I don't care about other people's opinions, I really can't ignore the opinions of the people I care about." Fortunately, nothing bloody happened. Meng

Ran, who received Gwen's reply, also put down a stone in his heart. It's starting to come alive again.

Chatting with Gwen, the relationship between the two also became closer during the conversation.

In Peter's room, Peter and Meng Ran held a mobile phone alone, their eyebrows fluttered, and they let out he

This is youth.

The New York Police Department at this time.

George sat at his desk, rubbing his temples.

He was exhausted from the day's toil, and he felt as if his hair was missing again.

The matter is a foregone conclusion, he has closed the scene of your death, and an official answer will be given tomorrow.

For the evil spirit, George also has mixed feelings, he knows your, and even has a lot of dealings.

He also contributed to the operation in which your was almost caught eight years ago, but still allowed you to escape. You used Bill to replace himself with Ray.

The police officers involved in the operation at the time were very unwilling to accept this result. But in the face of such a situation, there is nothing they can do.

So today your was killed by a ghost, and George felt mixed too.

As a police officer and police chief, he deserves to stand on the side of the law and defend its dignity.

But aside from this identity, George felt that there was nothing wrong with the evil spirit's behavior. He knew how filthy those who sin were, and how unwilling he was whenever they escaped judgment.

Once upon a time, he also fantasized that he could make a big splash and let all these damned people be caught. It's a pity that fantasy is just fantasy after all, and when you open your eyes, it drifts away with the dream.

"Devil, devil." George murmured and walked out of the police station, it wasn't early, he should go home.

......

In a luxurious villa, a bald man is sitting in a leather chair, watching the news report on the computer about the trial of your.

He is the boss of the crocodile gang, and Bob frowns at the news of your death.

He reached for his head under the table, tugged at his hair fiercely, and controlled the rhythm.

"Ah~" As the action ended, he let out a suppressed moan, and the release of pressure made his brow stretch a little.

The woman stood up and retreated a little staggered.

Bob picked up the cigar on the table and lit it, silently thinking.

"Devil." What the hell is the origin of this weirdo who suddenly appeared?

Bob called Wule to put pressure on him to solve the matter quickly and not affect the business. He always thought about the speed of problem solving.

Now it's pretty fast, but it's your, which Bob never thought of. It also made him put away his contempt for evil spirits.

Bob picked up the phone.

"Go and investigate everything about demons, the sooner the better."

"Tell those good brothers of my that your's territory will be placed here first, and the ownership problem will be arranged after this time."

"Now that we're on the cusp, let them settle down a little."

"Finally, contact the newspaper and let them decide for themselves about the reports of our gang, and if they have any opinions, let the crows visit them in person."

Bob thought as he gave one command after another to the phone.

With half a ring, Bob put down the phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Looking out the window at the night, Bob took a sip of his cigar.

"Devil, let me see what you really are."

Under the same night, different people think about different things, long nights, and have no intention of sleeping.