"Oh, Shet! You're shitting on the ground, bastard! ”

Dio didn't expect the healing effect to be so ferocious this time, it may have something to do with the fact that the guy Will ate too quickly and too much, so that the outburst was too violent.

Today's business is not to be done, Dior covered his mouth and nose, and hurriedly hid back in his room.

A few minutes later, all injuries were restored, and Will, who was rejuvenated, knocked on Dior's door.

"Get out! There are brooms and mops in the kitchen, and if you don't clean up the outside in half an hour, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the sharks! ”

Dio's angry roar came directly from inside, and Will withdrew his hand in embarrassment and hurried to clean up.

Half an hour later, Dior, who covered his mouth and nose with a scarf on his face, held a bottle of cheap perfume in each hand, and was spraying wherever he went!

The doors and windows of the restaurant were all open, otherwise the stench would not have been able to get rid of at all, let alone doing business, he could only go to sleep in the hotel today.

At this time, Will, who had just thrown away the garbage and even consciously washed the dishes and chopsticks, walked in one after another.

"Hey, brother, don't be angry, I mean, I didn't mean to, who let the effect come so violently this time, I almost cried in pain just now."

"Don't go out of your way to me, I'll let you eat it first, I didn't let you eat it all like a pig!"

Dio kicked him in the ass, and although he didn't feel too hard, Will screamed out in a loud voice.

"Oh, Farke! You're trying to kick me to death, so I can inherit those collector's editions (river crabs) love magazines that I have hidden at home! ”

He rubbed his ass and grumbled loudly.

He's really not acting, it looks like Dior isn't working too hard, but why does it hurt so much?

"Go to the special sex (river crab) love magazine, Lao Tzu wants to be a woman, and I still need to read that thing to solve?" As he spoke, Dio rudely raised his middle finger at Will.

In front of outsiders, Dior will always be the public lover with outstanding manners and temperament, only when he gets along with his family or faces Will, he will turn back into his true self, will scold, will give the middle finger, and will use his hands......

“OK，OK！ I'll admit that if our handsome Mr. Dior wants to be a playboy, then there's nothing to do with Tony Stark! ”

As he spoke, Will tapped a few times on his chest and prayed, "God willing, and blessing that Tony Stark will never come back and continue to plague those women, Amen." ”

"When did you start believing in God?"

I saw Will's piety, "Just now." ”

He was answered with another middle finger!

"Don't pretend there, even if Tony Stark really dies, he will never come back, and the women who are called by him will not take a fancy to you, and as long as you have money, it doesn't matter if a man is handsome or not, a box of dollars is smashed, any woman is willing to lie down immediately and spread her legs for you!"

"That makes sense, so Fark is rich, Fark God!"

"If there really is a God, you will be the one who goes to hell."

"Hahaha, even if you go to hell, Lao Tzu wants to beat him!"

"Well, I appreciate your courage, so...... Falk rich man, Falk God! ”

The two guys, who had known each other since childhood, suddenly looked at each other, and then laughed out loud!

Laughing and laughing, I heard the grunt... A gurgling sound came out.

The laughter stopped abruptly!

"I remember you haven't had lunch yet, have you? I just saw the braised pork you hid in the kitchen......" Will didn't show any embarrassment on his face, patted his stomach and walked to the kitchen, almost all the things he had eaten before had been vomited out during the treatment, and his stomach was empty at the moment.

"Eat, eat, eat! Eat it to death! ”

While scolding in frustration, Dior also hurried to serve the meal, he was also hungry, and he was afraid of being a step slower, and the guy Will ate all the food again.

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A pot of rice that was enough for five or six adults to eat, and a large pot full of braised pork, all went into the stomachs of the two of them.

After eating and drinking, Will also began to tell about what had happened to him in the past few days.

Dior pretended not to know anything and listened silently.

And then......

"You're saying that a bunch of guys claiming to be the FBI got rid of the NYPD and took you to a strange place to watch you out?" This time Dior was really surprised.

When did the FBI become so diligent and encouraged, and even began to take the initiative to inquire about such trivial matters? And the action is still so fast?

Could it be that the gang he killed still has some unknown connection with the FBI?

"Well, and then went over and over asking us about the details of that day and the unseen ...... Monster. When he thinks back to what happened that day, Will has a sense of fear that he will survive death, and he can't imagine that if that monster rushed in and went on a killing spree, how many of them would survive, maybe the answer was that none of them would survive.

Being regarded as a 'monster' by his best friend is still quite new to Dior, even if the invisible monster is not him, but his stand-in.

"Wait, are you saying that the other party did not question your confession, nor did he suspect that you collectively took drugs and saw hallucinations like the previous police, but questioned you and added details on the premise of acknowledging the existence of such a monster?" It suddenly seemed that something was not right, that this was not the process of interrogation by a normal person, but rather like the work of someone who regularly dealt with such a 'surreal' phenomenon.

Will recalled it carefully, then nodded and said: "That's right, I was very impressed, several of us were very emotional at the time, and then the FBI agent who claimed to be Coulson seemed to believe what we said after he came, even if it sounded so unbelievable, and later after we were taken away, the guy in charge of interrogating us didn't question whether the 'monster' really existed, and it seems a little strange in retrospect." ”

Dio frowned suddenly, and after hearing the name 'Coulson', he had no luck in his heart.

It seems that the FBI who took over the scene that day was a fake agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., and said it was a fake, but presumably no one could find any fault with the procedures, because it was true.

With the energy of S.H.I.E.L.D., let alone disguised as FBI agents, even members of Congress, these guys still dare to pretend.

Things seem to have gotten a lot of trouble now......

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