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"Mr. John Adams Strange, Mr. Jesse should have introduced my identity to you. I will draw a drawing of the construction project in one night. According to your requirements, it will mainly start the repair work. The construction period will be extended.

The time for transporting materials, the cost of labor procedures, and the simultaneous start of the asphalt road, the total is 440,000 U.S. dollars. I have helped you negotiate the price and eliminated the odds. Let’s see how it goes. If possible, I will

Construction will start tomorrow!”

In the personal office of a construction company, John met the engineer that Jess introduced to him, Eric Masterson, a handsome guy who Jess said was unappreciated. He was about 1.9 meters tall and looked very fit.

The picture of such a person who exercises every day and sits in the office instead of lifting bricks seems a bit funny.

As a result, the notebook looked at the drawings and three-dimensional paintings given by the other party. John expressed that he was very satisfied, and then pointed to the two blank areas of the drawings and said

"I also want to build a technologically modern pig farm. Of course I won't raise too many pigs, just a dozen to satisfy myself, so can you help me solve it?"

Eric Masterson nodded and said to John's request

"No problem, you have also seen that I have vacated three open spaces for you that can probably be used to create new buildings, and the other end of the valley in the south can actually be connected to the underground river. Although it is illegal, as long as you pay more than the fine,

Those people from the tax bureau will not give you any warning, and will even protect your grafted water pipes.

I will find someone to analyze and coordinate the structure of the pig factory. Don't worry, Uncle Jess is my big leg. I still need his kind words for me about pursuing his niece. As his neighbor and friend, I

We will definitely help you control the most cost-effective results."

"Thank you then."

"This is my job."

The conversation was very short, because John didn't care about anything, so he didn't care about the so-called architectural engineering, while Eric Masterson was very confident. He thought that his architectural paintings were very in line with the needs of customers. The two

Without any disagreement, John got up and left Eric Masterson's office, went to the front desk to pay and left.

"John Adams Strange..."

When John left, the side door of the office opened, and a sturdy man who was also over 1.85 meters walked out, but the man was limping and his face was a little pale. Eric asked teasingly

"What's wrong with you, your heartbeat?!"

"Fuck you, I just think I know this person, but why don't I have any information about this person in my memory?!"

Showing his middle finger to his friend, the man was in a daze. He sat on the sofa and explained that it was a feeling, a feeling that made him very uncomfortable. He couldn't tell whether it was disgust or irritation, but it was uncomfortable. But if it goes by the way

I felt the changes in my mood, and in the end it turned into emotion, like an enemy I hadn't seen for many years, and the grudges were forgotten with a smile...

"You have this time, why not find someone to treat your leg properly? Is it really because you have been lame for so many years because of poor medical treatment?"

Making complaints again seemed to be Eric's true attribute, and the man who was ridiculed became a little angry.

"Eric, are you looking for a fight?!"

"Hahahaha, Sigurd, are you sure you can beat me?"

Eric sat on a chair and punched out a combination of punches, posing handsomely, and challenged Sigurd with a confident smile. The opponent rolled his eyes with a straight face and looked at his friend pretending to be cool. Sooner or later, there will be a day

Will be struck by lightning.

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"Gladiator Star..."

While S.H.I.E.L.D. and the entire world were busy, John was sitting in the hotel bedroom, with the spider robot projector on his shoulder playing the video that Fury had watched a few days ago. One of the core main characters of the Iceman X-Men actually put such a

When something returns to the earth, or is it transmitted through a space wormhole, he tells about his bad experience.

"I wonder why the X-Men flew to outer space. Are the Avengers in this world so awesome?!"

Peter didn't know that some members of the Avengers also disappeared. He just saw the video of Iceman and made some mistakes in his judgment. He frowned and got up and walked to the refrigerator. He took out a bottle of drink and sat on the sofa. The curtains were opened at night.

In New York City, Manhattan is resplendent, the beautiful scenery makes people feel relaxed and happy, and the feeling of tranquility is also mixed with loneliness.

"None of my business!"

Suddenly the spider robot disappeared, and Peter laughed. He was a mortal, which was particularly important. It was not pretentious or ruthless, but Peter had given up everything. He had become a deserter and would naturally ignore everything now.

, laughed and stood up, turned on the TV, looked for music, and then played the music he was minding in the living room, and the old man started to rock slowly.

This is the real life, the life of letting go of everything. Peter doesn't want to ask why. In fact, now Peter is no longer called Peter. He has given up everything in his previous memory. John is not only a name, but also represents

Peter wants to start over, start his life over again, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone in his new life.

Ding dong…

The doorbell reminded Peter that he had turned off the music. He walked to the door and looked through the peephole to the outside world. A girl with fear in her eyes stood in front of her door, sometimes looking sideways to the other side, with a trembling look as if she was praying.

What are you talking about? Peter didn't open the door, or what?

The words had nothing to do with him. He turned around and returned to the living room. A scream sounded outside the door three seconds after he turned around. The sound of struggling footsteps on the ground was really loud. After hesitating for a second, Peter sat back on the sofa again and picked up the

I called the customer service number and planned to order a late night snack.

"None of my business!"

Not even turning on the fluoroscopic scan, Peter completely ignored what happened. Just like what he said and thought now, Peter was really completely numb in nothingness. He might no longer be Adam the Warlock.

Half of his soul, but his mentality was subconsciously disturbed by Adam Warlock from the beginning, and he began to become insensitive like Adam Warlock.

Just then, the ringtone of the cell phone rang. At around eleven o'clock in the evening, Jess actually called him. Peter curled his lips and answered the call. The screams on the other side were deafening. All Peter could hear was one sentence,

That's what Jess was yelling angrily, and then his cell phone lost signal.

"Haha... Idle people tend to do strange things. Do I also have Conan's physique, attracting the attention of the God of Death at every turn?!"