Chapter 45: Qiang Qiang Threesome
Catherine is a farm girl from Texas who longs for a prosperous urban life, and she has been working hard in New York since college.
Every morning, she had to take the subway from Long Island to Manhattan to work.
As usual, with a backpack in her left arm and a hamburger in her right hand, she hurried off the subway while eating with the crowd.
As we passed the subway aisle, a disheveled beggar had already started his performance, playing his guitar and singing:
Hey, his name is Tentacle Man,
He's inconspicuous, he's extraordinary,
He was the night watchman of New York,
But he is a nightmare in people's hearts......
Catherine hurried past the beggar, and she didn't find it strange that the hottest news in the United States for the past two days was this new superhero.
What kind of person he is, ordinary people don't really care, just follow the hot news and join in the fun.
Beggars have adapted new songs in the hope of making a few more dollars, and many fast-food restaurants are said to have followed suit with new little octopus meals called Tentacle Monsters.
Coming up from the subway exit, Catherine passed another block to her place of work, the daily Clarion newspaper.
When she entered, she found that the newspaper office was already busy, and crept to her desk to sit down. The male colleague on the side secretly pointed to her boss's office and made a funny gesture with fire on his head.
Catherine shrugged her shoulders indifferently, she knew that her boss was habitually angry again.
In his office, J. Jonah James, the owner of Clarion Daily, smoked a cigar, slapped his desk, and yelled at several editors-in-chief: "Why is the front page headline all the news of that freak these days?" Is New York revolving around him, or is he stuffing you with money? ā
Several editors-in-chief have long been accustomed to the style of the boss, and they are all the same.
A middle-aged white editor-in-chief took a sip of coffee and said, "Boss, this is hot news, and people like to watch this." The news of Iron Man is no longer news, and the public needs new stimulus. Kate, how were our newspaper sales yesterday? He turned his head to the middle-aged woman next to him and asked.
Kate, a middle-aged woman, shrugged her shoulders: "The supply exceeds demand, we reprinted it once, and it was all sold out!" ā
"That's right..."James choked for a moment, took a puff on his cigar and shook his head, "what the hell do the people think, only someone like Captain America deserves to be called a superhero, how can any playboy and freak arouse their following?" ā
He thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "What is the opinion of the New York media about him now?" ā
Kate, a middle-aged woman, picked up the notes and looked at them, "Forty percent expressed appreciation, forty percent held a neutral attitude, and two percent were constantly questioning." ā
"So be it." James stood up, smoked his cigar and said, "Doesn't the people like to see it, and we'll try to report on him as much as we can!" But to change directions, how can such a vulgar and uneducated freak be called a superhero? ā
"From now on, all the news in our newspaper will be written like this!"
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Stark Group Building, New York.
In the high-rise laboratory, Tony. Stark was wearing a tight T-shirt, drinking coffee and yawning heavily.
Last night, he suddenly had an inspiration for a new direction for the optimization and upgrading of the steel armor, so he was busy in the laboratory all night.
Others only saw the power and coolness of the steel armor, but who knows how much effort he put into it.
Truth be told, it's been a long time since he's relaxed and partying. Since deciding to become a superhero, he has set a high bar for himself, and he is proud that he does not allow himself to slack off.
suddenly remembered the story of Captain America, which his father had often instilled in him since he was a child. Tony pouted, "I'm not learning from him!" ā
At this moment, a floating projection frame suddenly appeared in front of the experimental table, and Pepper Peper's face appeared on it, "Tony, I have something to ask for your opinion." General Ross of the Army demanded the purchase of three of our ultrasonic combat vehicles. ā
"Didn't I shut down the weapons department? Besides, that thing is just a gimmick, it doesn't improve the combat power of the army much, and it doesn't have a single Jericho missile, what does he think? Tony asked, taking a sip of his coffee.
Pepper shrugged her shoulders and said she didn't know.
Tony thought for a moment and said, "I said I wouldn't sell weapons if I didn't sell them. Well, give him that thing for a promise, and it doesn't matter if he uses it to hunt birds or elephant roots. ā
After talking to Pepper, Tony suddenly asked, "Jarvis, what have our tentacle friends been doing these past two days?" ā
Jarvis's voice rang out: "Mr. Li first smashed three televisions while watching the news, and then spent the rest of his days playing holographic projection games except for alcohol and ordering food." ā
Tony nodded, took his coffee to the playroom on the upper floor, and when he saw what was going on inside, he squirted out a sip of coffee.
Although he doesn't play it often, the holographic game room he designed is really powerful, and can even simulate battlefield training.
But Li Mo's guy,
But jumping up and down in it and playing with Mario top mushrooms!
Tony Stark directly turned off the switch in the game room, "Uncle, you are a lot older, I didn't expect you to be so childlike?" ā
"Uncle?" The green tendons on Li Mo's forehead bulged, "If I'm not mistaken, you TM was born in 1969, and now it's 2008, and you're 40 years old and pretending to be tender with me here!" ā
Tony's head was bored, he hated it most when people mentioned his age, and this tentacle monster really hated it.
Li Mo suddenly pondered, Tony, this guy is not too small, ten years later, he is 50 years old and is still jumping around with a bunch of little fresh meat to save the world, miserable!
Li Mo looked at Tony's eyes, and didn't feel a trace of pity.
"What kind of eyes are you!" Tony was furious and rushed over and threw Li Mo to the ground with an over-the-shoulder fall.
āf**kļ¼ā Li Mo took advantage of Tony's pride to trip him over at once, holding one leg and kicking Tony's face barefoot.
Just as the two were fighting, Jarvis's voice rang out: "Mr. Li, your guest has arrived." ā
Both of them were stunned for a moment, and Tony asked strangely, "Your guest?" ā
"Well, it's the husband of the beautiful wife I brought back, and another friend." Li Mo nodded and replied.
Tony's eyes unconsciously carried some disdain, "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby, and it's right to call you a tentacle monster." ā
"Inflatable doll, look for death!"
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When Lemo and Tony arrived in the reception room, the Lieberman family was hugging and crying there, while Matt was drinking coffee.
Li Mo saw Leo calling his father vigorously, and somehow his heart was sour, and he snorted coldly angrily.
Tony looked at Li Mo on the side, and then at Li Berman's family, and the fire of gossip in his heart was burning.
David. Li Berman was awakened by Li Mo's cold snort, turned his head to look at Li Mo, coughed, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Li... Belch... Thank you! ā
After finishing speaking, both he and Li Mo felt a little awkward.
Most afraid, the air is suddenly quiet.
Matt smiled, broke the awkward atmosphere and said, "Lee, I helped you bring people safely, you have been really popular in the United States in the past two days." ā
Li Mo didn't care about the Li Berman family anymore, nodded and said, "Excuse me, Matt." I'd like to introduce you to, Iron Man Tony. Stark, Daredevil Matt. Murdoch. ā
Matt: "Hello, Mr. Tony Stark. ā
Tony: "Hello, so you're the guy who likes to beat up hooligans at night in your underwear. ā
Li Mo covered his forehead, Tony's mouth! Shaking his head, he said to Matt: "Don't care, he just has a stinky mouth, but he is a good guy." ā
Matt smiled gently, "It's okay, I understand, that's why he became friends with you." Also, Mr. Tony, I've changed my gear and beaten people up without underwear for a long time. ā
"yes, yes." Li Mo nodded, and suddenly scratched his head again, "Hey, no, why am I so awkward to listen to your words..."
The three of them talked for a while, and Li Mo found that Matt and Tony didn't talk much, so he simply stopped caring about them and told them about Lieberman.
He really didn't want to take this trouble anymore, so he simply threw the problem to two nosy superheroes.
After listening to this, Tony pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "It seems that someone wants to cover up something, and I will find a way to find out." More than that, I'm more concerned about the fact that you know that murderer? And let him go? ā
Matt sighed, told Frank Casor about it, and said: "I sympathize with Frank's plight, and I hate those scum, when the law has no choice but to punish these people, I will also secretly punish them, but I don't agree with this kind of endless killing, to be honest, I am conflicted." ā
Tony. Stark frowned after hearing this and said, "For some people, damn it indeed! But Frank's killing has already caused some panic and disrupted the order of society, and more innocent people may suffer from it. I'll help him find the killer, but I'll stop him from going on. ā
Li Mo listened to this, suddenly felt a little unhappy, and interjected and asked, "But what about those scum who are still at large?" The law can't help them, the police can't help them, who will give them justice for those victims? ā
Matt looked at Li Mo and said firmly: "Justice is sometimes late, but it is never absent. ā
Li Mo sneered, "I don't think so, just like Lieberman's case, some people create nightmares, some people cover up nightmares, and some people say that they maintain world harmony." You say justice is sometimes late, but never absent? ā
"I want to ask how long justice is going to be late?"
"This damn world, maybe Frank. Kasol is such a person! ā
"Forget it, what do you like, it's my business." Li Mo shook his head, these superheroes have their own insistence one by one, so let them play happily by themselves. He's a mess of his own!
That's it, each clinging to his own thoughts, each doing his own thing!