The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 209 Tony Stark's Home Visit

An old male voice appeared in the sewer, and it was not hard to hear from the words that this "man" was reprimanding the little turtle Michelangelo.

"But, Mr. Sprint... I didn't provoke them, they fired at me..." Michelangelo, who was wearing an orange headband, was still muttering unconvinced.

Moreover, obviously it's not the only way to do it yourself, didn't the eldest brother, the second brother and the third brother all do it? Why do you just say yourself...

The figure standing in front of Michelangelo is a big mouse performing walking, and the big mouse is still wearing a large robe.

The big mouse is the teacher Splinter that Michelangelo just mentioned.

It was Splinter who raised their four brothers. For the four little turtles, Master Splinter is also a father even if they are masters. Even their kung fu was taught by Splinter.

"Squat well!" Splinter hit Michelangelo's tortoise shell fiercely with the wooden stick in his hand, causing Michelangelo, who was muttering in a low voice, to shut up immediately in fright.

"How did I tell you, tell you to hide well and don't appear in front of human beings! What about you, how did you do it, not only appearing in front of human beings, but also snatching back their wine tanks... Sigh, What shall I say about you?"

At the end, Splinter sighed deeply. He also regarded the four little turtle apprentices as his own children, which was why he was so worried about their exposure.

Splinter was not a mouse at first, he was a human, a pure human, but because of an accident, he turned into a mouse.

Therefore, Sprint is also more aware of the sinister human heart. Once such obviously unreasonable creatures as little turtles appear in the human world, they are likely to be sent to the planing table, not to mention that the four little turtles will still speak human language.

"Mr. Sprint, it is my attention to bring the wine tank back." At this time, Leonardo, the boss of the tortoise, said. Different substances will cause some changes in our bodies after drinking."

"You!" Splinter was successfully distracted, "Not only did you appear in front of human beings, but you actually drank these strange wines! Forget it, stop squatting, how do you feel now? ?”

Splinter said that in the end, he couldn't bear to end the punishment of the four little turtles, and looked at the four little turtles worriedly.

When he turned into a mouse, and the four little turtles turned into human form, it was because of an out-of-control chemical experiment. He had a deep understanding of the danger of those strange chemical solutions.

Hearing that the punishment squatting was over, the four brothers immediately stood up straight and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing. Teacher, don't worry!" Michelangelo walked to Sprint's side with a hippie smile, "I feel stronger after drinking it! Don't believe me, look!"

Said, Michelangelo also made a bodybuilding pose.

Splinter rolled his eyes, he didn't worry about this brute who didn't remember to eat, but walked to the big wine vat brought back by the four brothers, and looked at the big wine vat in front of him seriously. At this time, the wine tank had been re-covered by Stremp.

But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find any logos about the company and enterprise on the wine tank, as if it was a wine tank bought casually in a roadside store!

This... makes no sense! Although I don't know why the four little turtles feel stronger after drinking it, but what is certain is that there must be something added to the wine!

This kind of stuffed thing must be produced by some high-tech or biochemical-related enterprises. This kind of enterprise must have its own logo.

"Teacher, what are you looking for?" Leonardo, who had the most stable personality, came over and asked beside Splinter.

"I'm looking for which company produced this!" Splinter rolled his eyes and said angrily, "In case something goes wrong because of you drinking randomly, I want to know the antidote for this thing Where to find it."

Leonardo scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, then he seemed to suddenly recall something, "By the way, teacher, I seemed to see such a sign on that truck yesterday."

As he spoke, Leonardo dipped his finger in the wine and drew a sign on the wine tank.

"Osborne Group." Splinter's mouse had a serious expression on his face.

As a Splinter who has been in human society for decades, he is naturally aware of the name of the Osborn Group, which is a group that focuses on the research of biotechnology.

The wine flowing out of this kind of group obviously cannot be ordinary wine! What's worse is that for a group like Osborne with ample financial resources, the security force is not weak. If you want to sneak in and steal the "antidote", it will be even more difficult.

Looking at the solemn expression on Mr. Sprint's face, Leonardo scratched his head with a hand with only three fingers, and said, "When we moved the wine tank yesterday, that person seemed to have said that this is not theirs. It's someone else's..."

This time, Splinter's face became even uglier.

This cut off all hope immediately. This thing was not researched by the Osborne Group at all! I don't know where to find the "antidote"!

Seeing Teacher Sprint's ugly face, the four turtle brothers felt uneasy.

At this moment, Michelangelo, who had the most sensitive nose, suddenly twitched his nose twice, and his small eyes narrowed even more.

He asked for a familiar smell, just like last night...

"Hey, Raphael, listen to it, do you have any questions?" Michelangelo softly touched Raphael beside him with his elbow.

Raphael also quietly twitched his nose...

Gradually, the four brothers could smell the aroma of wine permeating the air again, as if there was a voice in their bodies telling them that they must drink this wine, which made them uncontrollably want to move their legs towards the wine. The direction the fragrance comes from goes.

Finally, even Sprint could smell the booze in the air.

He himself was a little uncontrollable and wanted to go after the source of this wine fragrance! The aroma of this wine is obviously not that simple!

"Teacher." Leonardo barely struggled out of this impulse, covered his nose with his hand, and said to Splinter, "We..."

While talking, he found some pieces of cloth in the base, and covered his mouth and nose with his brothers and teacher.

After the fabric completely cut off the smell, the four turtles and one mouse returned to normal.

With lingering fear in his heart, Splinter recalled the feeling just now, that smell had a fatal attraction to him!

He even knows himself!

What is in this wine!

Without thinking too much, Splinter quickly said to the four little turtles, "Let's go and have a look, but you must do a good job of masking the smell. Let's go and see where these wines are made. , and what is added to the wine! Remember, you must not be impulsive! We are just going to see!"

"yes!"

Looking at the four apprentices, Splinter nodded in satisfaction.

Although the little tortoises are sometimes stubborn, but when it comes to business, the little tortoises are still very reliable.

Donatello took out five gas masks from nowhere and distributed them to everyone.

Then, four tortoises and a mouse started off in the sewer, following the source of the smell.

Among them, Michelangelo's sense of smell is the most sensitive, and he occasionally lifts the gas mask on his face to identify and correct the direction. Others wear gas masks and pay attention to Michelangelo's reaction at all times. The three turtles will help it put on the mask again.

...

While Angelo was fishing for turtles in the sewer bored, Stark had already fallen asleep and woke up.

"Jarvis, how long have I been asleep." Stark reached for a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass.

Jarvis' voice came from the stereo, "Sir, you have slept for five hours."

Stark rubbed his head, and drank the whiskey in the quilt, "Is anyone looking for me? If not, help me plan a route without traffic police. I think I should be at the home of that kid Peter Parker. look."

"Well, sir, just now when you were sleeping, there were two phone calls from Miss Pepper and Mr. Norman Osborne. They left a message for you. Do you need to listen to it now?"

"Help me get it in." Stark said while putting on his clothes.

"Okay, sir."

A message from the two began to play on the stereo.

In fact, there is nothing special. Pepper called to tell Stark that the Stark Group's lawyers have contacted the Osborne Group and the Rand Group's lawyers, and are sorting out materials and preparing to sue the Pentagon.

Norman Osborn, the old fox, called Stark and said that the three companies can short some stocks of Hammer Industries at the same time "by the way".

Since the Stark Group withdrew from the arms production industry, Hammer Industries has become the military's largest uniform weapons supplier and the military's largest supporter.

Norman Osborne is worthy of being an old fox. Shorting the stock price of Hammer Industries at this time can not only attack the strength of the military in all directions, but also take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

Once the three top consortiums and an emerging Internet celebrity technology company (Angelo Redemption Technology) join forces to support the president against the military, the stock price of Hammer Industries is bound to plummet.

It is simply a business that makes no money!

Of course, there is also the reason why Norman Osborn himself could not completely eat this big pie. Although Hammer Industries is not as good as Stark Industries, with the support of the military, its strength is not weaker than the top consortia.

After listening to Norman Osborn's message, Stark smiled and asked Jarvis to tell Pepper the news, and Pepper would naturally know what to do by then.

He randomly picked a Mercedes-Benz limited-edition sports car in the garage, sat on it, and started the car with the roar of the engine.

According to the plan provided by Jarvis without traffic police, Stark turned left and right along the way and finally arrived in Queens, downstairs of Peter Parker's apartment.

Holding the mobile phone, according to the address on the information, Stark went upstairs and knocked on the door of an apartment.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Parker's house?"

Without making Stark wait too long, footsteps soon came from the apartment, and some old wooden doors creaked open.

The door was opened by an old man with graying hair.

The old man looked at Stark suspiciously, and after a while, he recognized Stark's well-known face.

Ben Parker said in disbelief, "You are...Mr. Tony Stark? The president of the Stark Group?"

Stark looked at the old man in front of him, compared Peter Parker's information in his mind, shrugged and said, "It should be the former president of the Stark Group, I resigned, and the current president is Pepper Hello, miss, Mr Ben Parker."

"Eh... I'm Ben Parker, may I ask what you're here for?" Ben Parker was a little hesitant at this time.

His family is not a wealthy family, he is just an ordinary taxi driver, and he has nothing to do with a rich man like Stark. Now Stark appears in front of his house and tells him Can say my own name accurately...

Ben Parker doesn't remember pulling the rich man when he was driving a taxi.

"I'm here to find Mr. Parker, um, it's not you, Mr. Parker, it's your nephew... We just met today, can I go in and talk? Or I think I should create a disturbance later .” Stark shrugged and pointed to the corridor.

At this time, a neighbor who liked to watch the excitement opened the door, and looked at the rich man Tony Stark who appeared in the apartment building in disbelief.

Only then did Ben Parker react, and quickly let Stark into the house.

After sitting down on the sofa, Ben Parker asked nervously, "Mr. Stark, did Peter get into trouble?"

In his opinion, the only person Tony Stark can interact with his family is Peter. Although his nephew has always been that kind of good student, Stark just said that he came to find Peter.

"No, Peter is a good boy. He didn't cause trouble. If he did, the police should have knocked on the door." Stark said with a smile, "Don't worry, Ben. Is Peter there, I want to talk to him. "

Only then did Ben feel relieved, and shouted to a room in the apartment, "Peter! Come out!"

"Here we come." Peter's voice came from the door.

Peter appeared at the door of the room in his pajamas, rubbing his eyes. After a sleepless night last night, Peter was clearly trying to catch up on sleep.

When he saw Stark sitting on the sofa in the hall, he opened his mouth in surprise.

"Mr. Parker." Stark called out.

"Ah...why are you here, uh, no, Mr. Stark, hello, I'm Peter." Peter said nervously and somewhat at a loss, "Where is Mr. Priest? Is Mr. Priest here too? I haven't get ready……"

Stark couldn't help laughing at Peter's talkative look.

"I'm Tony."

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