"Okay, so when do you have time? I can't wait to see little Peter work out. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Aunt Mei shrugged, ignoring the occasional bad temper of adolescent boys.

"I remember that the high school here only has classes until less than three o'clock in the afternoon? every afternoon, you know, when there is something, you can arrange it freely, I will teach until the end of dinner, and I can prepare dinner when he practices. ”

"That's great, thank you so much, Mr. Marceau, I've heard that people who practice kung fu end up with an iron will, and little Peter lacks this, and he has a good appetite. I'll arrange his time quickly, do you have any requirements for the kitchen?"

Aunt May was happy at once, she and her husband had no children, and they had always regarded Peter as their own, the child's thin and withered body had always been a heart disease for their husband and wife, and the family's economic conditions did not allow them to find a coach or sign up for fitness classes alone, which required a lot of money, even if Aunt Mei's income increased significantly now, it was not enough.

"No requirements, if you go for the first time, let's make a barbecue first, I'll bring a shelf, and then take a closer look at the kitchen to see what I can use, or what is missing, and there are some of our unique tableware that I will bring when I need it later." ”

Zhang Jinyang can cook a lot of dishes, but the taste can only be said to be average, but he misses his craftsmanship for most of his foreign career for most of the year, except for Uncle Chai Fengchai, the chef in his uncle's apartment, he has not eaten a serious Yanhuang dish, although Yanhuang has not carried out cultural propaganda in this world, but this situation really makes his tongue unbearable.

Peter and Gwen have been in love for a while, it's pretty much the same, he's been paying attention to the tech reports in New York City lately, but there's no clue at all, he just remembers that Peter was bitten by a spider at an exhibition, but he has no memory of what the exhibition is, who led the exhibition, even if he has reached a bottleneck in his mental development now, and his memory is excellent - it's been too long.

The two of them were discussing the kitchen facilities, and the strong young man who delivered the pizza knocked on the door and came in, he and Zhang Jinyang were already very familiar, after all, he was the only one who would order like this.

"Hello, May, hello, Mr. Marceau, I wish you a pleasant meal, but what's wrong in the hallway, so big smell. ”

"It was the traffickers, they wanted to get revenge on us, but the urban legend has it that Buffyment stopped them and killed more than twenty people. ”

Zhang Jinyang took a large stack of pizzas, and while squeezing his eyebrows at the pizza boy, he walked to the sofa, he was used to sitting on the sofa and putting the pizza at his feet.

"You shouldn't scare him, Mr. Marceau, it's not good news that someone is dead. ”

While signing the takeaway order, Aunt Mei complained to Zhang Jinyang in disgust, they and the pizza shop were settled weekly, so Aunt Mei only took a ten-dollar knife when she handed back the takeaway order.

"That's pretty cool—thank you, May—I mean, right out in the hallway? I can't really see it, there's no blood there. ”

The pizza boy's mouth was wide enough to fit his entire fist.

"The officers have been working hard for a long time, they haven't slept all night, you should have seen them in the morning, right?"

Zhang Jinyang had already begun to eat in large gulps, he was hungry.

"Okay boy, this is a cruel thing you shouldn't care about, you should work with peace of mind and stay away from danger. ”

Aunt Mei hurriedly interrupted the pizza boy's question and pushed him out.

She turned around and took a deep breath, and was about to speak solemnly, when the voice of the pizza boy at the door came again, making her brewing momentum plummet.

"That...... I know it's rude, but I still want to ask, Miss Yan and Mr. Matthew are okay, the door was locked when I passed by. I mean, they're all good people, I ...... I wonder if they're okay. ”

The pizza guy was very cramped, rubbing his hat in his hand, a little incoherent, but finally looked at Zhang Jinyang firmly.

"Of course it's okay, they killed a few pieces of chop when they fought back, and the police beat them for psychological counseling. You know, last night the situation was tense, the shells and warheads alone, the police swept out more than ten kilograms, they needed comfort and rest. ”

Zhang Jinyang stopped the pizza sent to his mouth, turned his head sideways and looked at the pizza brother fixedly for a while, and said lightly.

"I won't let them go. ”

A large bite of pizza was bitten hard.

"I'm with you, Mr. Marceau, we're all with TPE, everyone, give those bastards some color. ”

The pizza guy shook his fist fiercely, then bowed slightly, put on his hat and ran out.

Aunt Mei sighed and closed the door, "You shouldn't say that, he's just a kid, a part-time student." ”

"We are the target, either we die or Pirat dies, there is no room for retreat, sooner or later they will know, instead of those inexplicable rumors, it is better for us to put some news out ourselves and let everyone have a little confidence in us. ”

"Mr. Webster had already given a speech on television, a public speech, right in front of the police station, and he spoke very well, and declared war with the Pirats by name, saying the names of each of us, and saying that he would fight to the end. ”

Aunt Mei sat back in her place and quietly looked at the half-beaten sweater on the table.

"Don't worry, the goose came up with the idea, she planned everything, Gristo Pirat, the last ruler of the Pirats, he won't last long, you know, vultures and hyenas never miss a dying person. ”

"I hope all the best. ”

Aunt Mei clasped her hands and closed her eyes, praying amid Zhang Jinyang's chewing sound.

Jiang Shuyan didn't go back to the apartment immediately, she just called Yan Zhengxin and told Yan Zhengxin about the general matter, Yan Zhengxin is an old Jianghu, this kind of thing doesn't need to be mentioned, and the day before she got Li Yuanzhan's vague promise, the court has already moved.

As for Jiang Shuyan, she took the photo just now and drove straight to the police station, she wanted to have a good talk with Deputy Director George, this is an opportunity, to get fame and fortune, and if you don't get it, it's just to maintain the status quo.

George was furious at the FBI agents in the conference room, because the FBI asked her to provide a detailed report on the latest scene, but only one of the three scenes had been cleaned up, and the other two had not yet been completed, and they were obviously in a difficult situation, and finally George called the FBI headquarters, slapped the table and scolded the two agents.

When Jiang Shuyan visited, he happened to see two FBIs in suits and leather shoes escaping from George's office in embarrassment, followed by a steaming cup of coffee.

Jiang Shuyan looked at the badges on their chests, turned sideways quietly, and got out of the way, she didn't have a good impression of the FBI, most of the time these guys in blue vests were the pioneers of various laboratories, and it was their main job to capture all kinds of "escaped" test subjects, she had also been monitored before, and she was protected by the Hellfire Club.

"George, tantrums are bad for your liver, and if you go on like this, your hair is going to fall out. ”

Jiang Shuyan carefully stepped over the broken cups and the coffee on the ground, and placed a stack of photos in front of George, who was scratching his head irritably.

"Sooner or later, you're going to be pissed off by these bastard bureaucrats, what is this? Oh, hell, you got this thing from, these two guys got together, is this a big deal?"

George fiddled with it casually at first, but the second one made his eyes widen.

"Actually, it's good news, the two of them plan to uproot the Pilat family in one fell swoop, which Brut discovered while spying on the last sale of the Pilat family, the trading company in the XC district of Brooklyn in the early hours of the morning, and heard that a gun that has never been seen before?"

"That's right, it's Andria in charge over there, she sent the sample back as soon as possible, hell, just now the forensic department said that it was a shell-piercing bullet that could be fired with a pistol, but the survivors at the scene said it was a silver python. ”