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Chapter 14 My Friend’s Mother

The "scavengers" move quickly,

After Link gave the address, a moment later there was a knock on the door of the apartment.

Walking to the door, Link opened the door and saw a thin old man. He was wearing a close-fitting black Tang suit and a topaz ring on his finger.

And two strong men in black uniforms carrying suitcases,

They all wore masks and rubber gloves.

Link turned slightly to let these "professionals" in,

After they entered the room, they looked up and down at the furnishings in the room.

I saw the slightly messy living room, the scratched sofa and blanket, and the pitted wooden floor.

The thin old man walked up to Link and stretched out two fingers in a hoarse and deep voice.

"You know the rules, collect the corpses and restore this place to its original state, two gold coins."

After hearing the old man's words, Link took out two heavy gold coins with complex and gorgeous textures etched on the surface from his pocket, and placed them in the old man's open palm.

The thin old man who received the reward smiled, showing his yellow teeth, and stretched out his hand to rub the lines on the surface of the gold coin.

"Thanks for your patronage."

After confirming that it was correct, he turned his head and spoke to the two strong men who were standing motionless.

"What are you waiting for? Let's start working."

Hearing this, the strong men took out various tools from their suitcases.

After a while, Link saw two people walking out one after the other carrying a long body bag.

Needless to say, the person lying inside is undoubtedly the nightingale.

The messy living room was cleaned spotlessly, and the faint blood stains on the floor became clean with the help of chemical reagents and the hard work of these "scavengers".

In short, almost everything here seems to have returned to the way it was before the nightingale didn't come.

As the strong men left carrying large and small bags, the thin old man suddenly turned around, his cloudy eyes revealed the light of wisdom, and spoke to Link,

"Young man, you are very unfamiliar? What do you call him?"

Link thought for a moment and then spoke directly,

"North American Swallow and Double Eagle."

"Nice name. If you need anything else, you can contact this number."

The thin old man handed Link a black business card and left.

Link held the card in his hand and looked at it carefully: there was only a very simple row of gilded characters and numbers on it.

After putting the card away, Link walked into the apartment and started to wash up, preparing to face today's "work" in a good and excellent spirit.

…

“Package delivery~(￣▽￣~)~”

Standing at the door of No. 117A Black Street, Link gently pressed the doorbell on the door.

The crisp ringing of the doorbell also caused people inside the house to run out in a hurry.

With a creak, the door opened, and a beautiful figure appeared quietly.

She has smooth hair, healthy wheat-colored skin, and is as mature as a ripe peach. They are protected by a white sports vest, and blue-gray yoga pants outline a unique round beauty.

Before Link could speak, a violent noise came from upstairs in the house.

The beauty in front of her frowned, turned her head, and shouted upstairs,

"Peter! What are you doing again!"

Hearing this, the door upstairs was opened a moment later, and Peter Parker, wrapped in a quilt, revealed a sweat-stained youthful face with an awkward smile.

"Sorry, Aunt Mei, I was accidentally..."

But after seeing Link, Peter Parker quickly spoke,

"Mr. Link! Long time no see!"

Aunt Mei was a little confused and couldn't help but ask,

"Do you know each other?"

“…(●—●)”

Peter didn't know how to explain it. You can't say that after fighting the criminals, I ordered takeout delivered by Mr. Link who can turn into a fighter...

"I happened to meet Peter when we were "working" outside."

Link smiled and spoke, changing the subject.

"Does the madam look very young? I thought she was Peter's sister, and she never told me."

"Oops~"

Faced with Link's sweet words and his handsome face full of oriental man charm,

Aunt Mei, who had always been reserved and had not been exposed to such a majestic masculine scent for a long time, suddenly had two red clouds on her cheeks.

Just like that, Aunt May invited Link, Peter's friend, into the house and sat on the sofa chatting happily.

Peter was caught secretly preparing to sneak out. Aunt Mei changed her shy and gentle demeanor, frowned and scolded Peter angrily,

"Where are you going? Didn't you see that there are guests at home? Why don't you go get two glasses of water?"

Then, she turned her head and smiled apologetically,

"I'm sorry, I don't discipline this child well on weekdays."

Link, who put down the express box, took Aunt Mei's hand naturally.

Feeling the smooth and delicate catkins moving continuously in his palm, Link smiled and said,

"It's okay, young people are more energetic."

"I know a little bit about Chinese medicine and can read palms. How about I help Madam take a look..."

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

Link raised one of Aunt May's hands and kept stroking its surface with his big hand.

Aunt Mei felt the hot palm wrapping around her. Although she was a little shy and wanted to pull out, she still couldn't break away from Link's strong hand.

"Mrs., have you had some insomnia, irritability, emotional instability, etc. recently?"

"Oh! Is this the legendary and mysterious Eastern power? I have indeed had some of the questions you mentioned recently..."

"Well, it seems that Madam is indeed overworked and needs to relax and rest. It's not easy to take care of Peter alone..."

Hearing Link mention this, Aunt Mei's eyes flashed with sadness.

Thinking that I had worked so hard to help Peter grow up, but failed to let a strange mature man reveal the troubles and worries in my heart that I had been holding back for a long time,

The emotions in my heart were rolling, and I couldn't help but start to complain to Link, saying my deepest feelings, and couldn't stop crying, leaning on Link and crying,

Link took out the tissue and patted him with his palm, comforting him softly, but he was thinking in his heart:

"I'm sorry Peter, from now on I'll call you brother, and you can call me uncle. We can each do our own thing."

Peter Parker, who was wandering back and forth between high-rise buildings at the moment, couldn't help but shudder. He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why.

"I'm so sorry for making you laugh."

After her mood gradually stabilized, Aunt Mei left Link's arms in a panic.

"It doesn't matter. Strong and independent women like you are indeed rare. If you feel aggrieved and uncomfortable, you can tell me. It's not good to keep it in your heart."

"I also know a little bit about psychology and massage. We can chat when we have time to relieve mental stress."

"Really, really? Will it trouble you too much..."

Aunt Mei looked shy,

Lin Ke spoke righteously,

"You are Peter's aunt, and you are my aunt. It's what I should do! I love helping others the most!"

"Then, that's troublesome"

I'm very sorry, everyone, this one is really too eager to advance the plot, and Aunt Mei's writing is indeed not very good, (benefit)