People set up shop in Marvel, and it just became Doomsday

Moan welcomed Peter and Ben Parker to the second floor.

After the two of them sat down, Mo An brought a tea tray and a bottle of Coca-Cola.

He put the Coke in front of Peter and the tea tray on the table.

"Do you want something different today?"

Mo An took out the teacups from the tea tray, one for each person, and poured the boiling tea mixed with a few tea leaves into the teacups.

"certainly."

Ben Parker smiled and picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Peter on the side was drinking Coke very much.

"Why did you suddenly decide to move out?"

Mo An asked, sitting on the sofa.

"Alas," Ben Parker sighed, "It's not like Manhattan has been peaceful these past two days."

"The two monsters yesterday were so scary."

"The person who appeared later was even more terrifying. He actually cut one of the gray monsters into pieces alive. He was a powerful psychopath!"

Not noticing Moan's mouth twitching, Ben Parker continued,

"Mei and I have no children. Peter's parents entrusted him to us before they passed away. Over the years, we have regarded him as our biological son in our hearts."

"But with the current situation in Manhattan, how can I live here with confidence?"

"If something goes wrong with him, how should I explain it to his parents?"

Looking lovingly at Peter who was smiling at him, Ben Parker said slowly,

"So, even if I don't have this job, I have to let Peter live in a safe place."

"That's it." Mo An said softly. Now he finally understood why he could see Peter's family in Manhattan, which should be in Queens.

"Then have you decided where to move?" Mo An asked.

Ben Parker said: "I have decided to move to Queens. I got a job as a taxi driver there. I usually save a little, plus the savings that Mei and I have made in the past few years, it should be enough for Peter to grow up."

Already."

Mo An nodded, "It's good. Peter is a very sensible and smart kid. Maybe a big company will take a fancy to him in the future and make a lot of money to support you two."

Ben Parker laughed loudly: "Then I'll take your word for it. It's getting late and Mei is still waiting at home. We came out specially to say goodbye to the store manager."

With that said, Ben Parker pulled Peter to stand up.

"Then go back quickly. Aunt Mei may have to wait in a hurry. Pay attention to safety on the road."

Mo An walked the uncle and nephew to the door of the store. Ben Parker raised his hand and Mo An shook it.

"When you come to Manhattan again, I'll treat you to a delicious meal in Chinatown."

"Haha, okay, I remember this."

"Take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself."

At the same time, Mo An also transferred a ray of black light into Ben Parker's body to maintain his body normally and block bullets in times of crisis.

Seeing them driving away, Mo An let out a long breath.

There are very few people in Manhattan who can speak.

Mo An turned around and went in without closing the store door.

Maybe God doesn't allow me to let it go bad, so I might as well keep it open.

However, what Mo An didn't expect was that just after seeing off an acquaintance, another "acquaintance" came to the store.

He looked at Hawkeye sitting in front of the bar with a half-smile, "What are you going to order today, Mr. Barton?"

Clint Barton, full name Clinton Francis Barton, formerly known as Goliath and Ronin, was an orphan who grew up in the circus. He was taught by Swordsman and Sharpshooter. He was exceptionally talented and possessed good bow and arrow skills.

As a child, he won the titles of "Hawkeye" and "The World's Best Sniper". When he grew up, he became an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and later joined the Avengers and became an important member of it.

Among all the members of the Avengers, only Hawkeye and his work partner Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, do not have any superpowers. Except for a little modified eye surgery, other things such as arm strength, fighting skills, language learning, etc.

It is through their own efforts that they reach the standard of a superhero.

He also has considerable intelligence.

I have to say it is very inspiring.

And his existence also proves the truth that adc cannot be played in a team game.

In Avengers 1, he was there and won.

In Avengers 2, he was there and won.

In Avengers 3, he was not here and we lost.

In Avengers 4, he came back and won.

Mo An even felt that he had some luck in him, which was really intriguing.

Clint was stunned for a moment when his identity was exposed. Suddenly he remembered that the guy in front of him was called a prophet in SHIELD, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "Anything, ice water will do."

"Okay, a glass of ice water."

Moan put the ice water in front of Clint and said with a smile: "Does SHIELD think of me as a branch, or a team-building place every weekend? I receive as many as eighty if not one hundred agents like you every day."

Clint smiled, "I just heard Romanoff say that the coffee here is delicious, but I'm not used to drinking coffee, so I came over to take a look."

"Ah, Natasha, how is she doing recently?" Mo An asked.

"Still the same as before, running around the world running missions." Clint took another sip of ice water and said.

"About Hulk?" Mo An smiled, "Does SHIELD take a fancy to you?"

"Ha, I thought Fury was joking with me before, but now it seems that you can not only predict the future, but also read minds?" Clint couldn't help but laughed awkwardly when his little mind was exposed.

"Of course I can't read minds. Predicting the future is just a figment of your SHIELD. I'm just an ordinary person." Mo An shook his head.

Of course Clint didn't believe it, but he didn't ask to the end.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Does SHIELD have any ideas about Hulk?"

"Of course." Clint nodded simply: "A powerful person like Hulk is definitely the best choice for SHIELD."

"Then I guess I'll have to work hard." Mo An shook his head and said, "Unless something happens, Banner probably won't go with you."

"Go back and tell Lao Ludan not to waste your efforts. When the time comes, Banner will naturally join the Avengers Project."

Clint nodded, took the ice water and drank it in one gulp, "I'll go back and report to the director."

"You said you came here to take a look, don't you want my information?" Mo An muttered, "I have to go look for that braised egg another day. It's not too much to ask for information."

The information Mo An told SHIELD was worthless. It was an inevitable event in the future, and he could squeeze as much oil and water out of it now as he could.

The main focus is on small profits but quick turnover and being honest and honest.

After a while, Mo An touched his stomach and said, "I'm hungry, let's go eat."

Then I locked the door of the store, found a restaurant with good reviews online, and walked leisurely on the road.

With a flick of his hand, the airflow bullet formed by squeezing the air with great force instantly passed through the throat of a thug who was trying to rob money and sex in a dark corner. The thug held his throat and died inexplicably.

"Just live this life and cherish it."