The Father of Superheroes

Days, suddenly become salted fish up again.

Lying on the lazy chair, Mike, who was basking in the sun, yawned, picked up a snack and put it in his mouth, and then sipped a sip of the fragrant tea, these days...

"Really comfortable."

Mike said leisurely, looking at the street outside, his eyes narrowed.

The matter of the stars has come to an end, and even in the past month or so, it has been gradually forgotten by people.

The Qunxing incident didn't change people's lives much, but because of Qunxing's promotion of superheroes, after Qunxing's superheroes disappeared, these 'superhero' fans turned to other superheroes. Let the Avengers and X-Men become more and more popular.

but…

Regarding the stars, there is actually a small tail.

Fiora.

In this world, Fiora hasn't joined Stellaris, so Mike hasn't seen her and doesn't know where she's hiding now.

Please help, you can steal the book votes like stealing vegetables. Come and steal your friends' book votes and vote for my book.

Otherwise, Mike doesn't mind getting rid of the other party.

But if you want to find Fiora specifically, there is no need for it.

He's just a Kryptonian, if he comes out to do something, he'll get rid of it.

Mike, who can embody the Kryptonian short gun, said that the Kryptonians are too weak.

"what!"

Stretching, Mike took out his phone and casually flipped through the news.

The phone, called Mizuho 2, is made by Future Technologies.

The phone hasn't officially hit the market yet, but Mike got it from Eric early on, and it's a limited edition.

Compared with Qunxing, the development of future technology companies is very stable.

The mobile phone named Future 1, after several months of market testing, has a terrifying 95% market praise rate, so the future 2 model mobile phone is also on the release schedule.

Eric is busy with company affairs, Charles is busy with school affairs, Clark is running around doing interviews and writing news every day, and Gwen is in school.

Own…

"Don't mention it."

With a murmur in his heart, Mike threw up a snack and opened his mouth to catch it.

"Full score!"

He narrowed his eyes happily.

Suddenly, the phone in his hand rang.

Mike looked at the name on the screen and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

It's Peggy Carter.

Needless to say, he must have seen him being free recently, and asked him to play mahjong.

Is he, Mike, free enough to play mahjong?

He yawned and was about to put his phone on mute and put it aside when he felt two prying eyes.

No way…

He murmured in his heart, turned his head quickly at a speed that ordinary people couldn't detect, and glanced at the window.

I saw two faces stuck to the glass like window grilles, staring at him with brightly colored eyes.

Mike: "…"

As if he didn't see it, Mike turned his head back at an inhuman speed, and then picked up the phone with a yawn.

If you don't answer the phone, you have to listen to their nagging again.

Seeing Mike picking up the phone, Peggy Carter and Maria outside the window left the window, rubbed their faces lightly, and said, "Don't sleep, you will get Alzheimer's if you sleep again."

"That's right!" Maria echoed: "Let's do activities together!"

Mike was speechless: "Finger activity?"

"Hey!" Peggy Carter smiled: "You're fine anyway."

"Ha, you come to send money, I will not refuse."

Mike laughed at the two of them, walked to the door and put them in.

"Just two people? Young people can't fight!"

With that said, Mike is about to see off the guest.

"stop!"

Peggy Carter raised his hands and said, "Someone, we have an appointment!"

"A person you can never imagine!"

Maria smiled proudly.

Mike pinched his chin and muttered, "Absolutely unexpected? Pepper?"

"No, no no!"

"Natasha? Wanda? Pietro? Bruce..."

Hearing Mike read out a series of names, Peggy Carter looked at Mike with a vacant eye, and said, "Just read all the people we know!"

"Who is that?"

Mike was a little curious.

"Hank! Didn't expect it!"

Peggy Carter and Maria laughed happily.

"Hank? Is that the Hank I thought?"

Mike narrowed his eyes.

"That's right! It's him!"

Maria smiled and said, "After the Battle of New York, we left him a house here. He would come and live there every once in a while. The last time you came, you seemed to be traveling."

last time?

Go to Twilight Wolf World?

Mike whispered in his heart.

She looked up at the time and said, "Looking at the time now, he should be ready."

"Ready? Ready for what?"

Mike asked casually, and when he saw the two looking at him, he vigilantly said, "What do you want?"

"What are you doing? Open a portal to bring him back!"

Peggy Carter urged Mike.

Mike: "…"

Guys, not only do I have to play with you, but I also have to be a driver for you?

With a helpless expression, he took out a card and opened a portal to Hank Pym's house. He was wearing a suit and saw that he took care of himself meticulously. Hank Pym, who was wearing a pair of sunglasses, dragged Came over with a suitcase.

"Mike! Long time no see!"

Mike waved away the portal and looked at the sunglasses on Hank Pym's face: "Are you poor enough to buy a plane ticket?"

Hank Pym took off his glasses, and as if he didn't hear anything, he stretched his arms towards Mike, and when Mike was about to hug him, he turned around and hugged Maria next to him, saying, "Please this time. The attitude of the driver is a little worse."

Mike: ?_?

Old thing, believe it or not I'm throwing you back to San Francisco now?

Hank Pym turned around and hugged Mike, and said, "Long time no see."

Mike smiled: "Did you bring enough money?"

"Ah."

Hank Pym laughed contemptuously~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He is also a billionaire after all.

"I'm going to put my luggage first."

Hank Pym said, pulling the suitcase out.

After he left, Mike whispered to Peggy Carter, "He's not mad at you anymore?"

Peggy Carter nodded: "S.H.I.E.L.D. is gone, why is he angry?"

"Also..."

Mike nodded.

Moments later, Hank Pym changed and returned to Mike's house.

The battle is coming!

Whoa, whoa!

Just as Mike and the four gathered at home to bet ten... When playing cards, Tony was busy in his personal laboratory in the Avengers Building.

At Mike's request, he was building a mount for Gwen, a mount he made himself, a mount that was better than Three Eyes.

Looking at the design drawing on the virtual screen, Tony frowned and kept modifying it.

Still not up to his expectations.

He raised his hand and clicked on the virtual screen, spread his hands gently, and the design diagram on the screen was divided into small parts.

After adjusting, Tony nodded and put it together again.

On the virtual screen, it was a big metal bird with stretched wings.

Tony took a sip of his coffee and whispered, "This should be almost the case."