"Uh, sir, I'll make sure again."

The head of the service officer looked at the menu in her hand with some sweat, and said in an extremely uncertain tone.

"Raw beef cheese, fried cheese, smoked salmon, pair of spicy grilled chicken wings, chicken cheese crepes, fried chicken tenderloin...... These are your orders, right? ”

"Uh-huh."

Little reporter Eddie Bullock sat alone at the dining table, nodding in acknowledgement.

"Sir, you ...... Are you waiting for some friends? ”

"Nope."

"So these dishes," the waiter's pen turned twice, swiping the cap of the pen over the long string of names in the notebook, "and you ate them all alone?" ”

"Sort of."

It must be said that there are two people, but the other buddy can eat ten people for one person. He said from the bottom of his heart.

"I've always eaten a lot." He explained.

Okay, don't be modest, sir, you don't eat a lot...... If it's by the standard of a cow. The waiter complained secretly.

However, since the guest insisted on it, as a service staff, she naturally had no opinion. She politely said please wait, and then took her notebook and went.

Eddie could clearly sense the waiter's surprise at his exaggerated appetite, but he was already surprised by it. When you have a big stomach called Venom on your body, you first have to learn to get used to being surprised by the inexplicable series of things that come up from time to time, and overeating is just one of the least noteworthy minor problems.

When a whole table of colorful colors is placed in front of him, Venom violently takes control of Eddie's body without saying a word, and the BB directly eats it. There is no need for cutlery or anything, his eyes are dark, and in the face of food, he burst out with a majestic aura like a great enemy, chicken wings in his left hand and salmon in his right hand, and his mouth does not stop for half a second.

"I said," Eddie couldn't help but protest, "dude you need to eat a lot, and I can understand that." But you have to...... Isn't it so ugly? ”

"What?"

"I said, you look too ugly. Don't you notice that the guests next to you are looking at you? ”

"Oh, really?"

Venom raised his head and let out a "wow" monster scream, which suddenly startled the surrounding diners to lower their heads and dare not look at him again.

"Look, they're not looking at it now."

", that's because they think we're crazy." Eddie sighed helplessly, he was used to it. He was no longer entangled, and changed the subject, "By the way, how did I find out that you eat big fish and meat all day long?" Haven't you heard of eating more fruits and vegetables? If I continue like this, my body will be eaten badly. ”

Venom laughed strangely: "Don't worry, Eddie, with me, you will definitely be as healthy as a pig." ”

It seems to make sense to think about it, venom can recover instantly from even a severe fracture, and what is a little bad eating habits...... Ah no, that's not the point.

“...... You know, on Earth...... We generally don't use pigs to describe health. Eh, it doesn't matter, just be happy. ”

Filled with wine and food, Eddie paid the bill with his greasy hand and the cashier's look of a ghost. Fortunately, Tianjian's new boss is very generous, and he doesn't have to worry about his wallet being too deflated now, otherwise he really can't afford to raise such a venom with his little reporter's meager salary.

He walked out of the restaurant and onto the busy street.

"Next up is dessert." Venom said.

"Dude, seriously? Still eating? ”

"Chocolate chips for dessert after a meal, big packets." Venom stubbornly said, "And then I'm going to eat pudding." Otherwise, you can also consider eating a few people, which is even better. ”

"Alright, alright, you're the leader. We went to buy chocolate chips, to buy puddings. ”

Eddie put his hands in his pockets and turned his head in the direction of the convenience store.

Sirens whistled across the road, and a squad of police cars sped sharply, swept past in a furious manner, and disappeared around the corner of the street in a moment.

Eddie stopped, looking in the direction the sirens were gone.

"Eddie?" Venom asks, "Well, isn't it ......?"

"Possibly." Eddie nodded, "I think maybe your dessert has been settled." ”

"Excellent." Venom came in an instant. The pitch-black symbiote swooped out, covering Eddie from head to toe, transforming into a black giant with fangs in the blink of an eye.

Venom flicked off its sticky tongue and grinned, "Now, foraging time!" ”

***

Men ran desperately through the streets. He didn't feel tired, his muscles were steel. He ran through several streets, interspersing between the streets and alleys, for some unknown length, until he finally stopped in front of a cold wall at the end of an alley.

Dead end, he has no way out.

The loud sirens quickly approached, pricking his eardrums. The man turned, and several blinding lights hit his face at the same time, shaking him so that he couldn't open his eyes. Several police cars crossed the alleyway, the doors opened, and the officers jumped out, crouched behind the open doors, raised their pistols, and shouted warnings such as "surrender immediately".

There was no choice but to fight hard.

The man gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and the eyes that shot at the policemen seemed to become sharp. Then there was his skin and muscles. His skin hardened rapidly, instantly turning a graphite black, solid as a rock of steel. The muscles in his arms bulged out one by one, as if they had been inflated from within.

A premonition of danger hit every officer's mind. The officer leading the team hurriedly shouted "fire", and everyone pulled the trigger in unison.

The guns rang out, the flames burst out, and countless bullets rained down. But all the bullets splattered across the man's inky black muscles, like hitting an indestructible steel plate.

The man roared. He bowed down, and his body suddenly exploded, like the last fight of a trapped beast in a desperate situation! He flew up and kicked a police car, and when the front of the car was lifted, it was dented in by the strength of his legs. Under the dense firepower, he grabbed a police officer with a grab, followed by a flick and threw him far away.

Within a minute, most of the officers who arrived were seriously injured. A police officer was bleeding from his head, lying on the driver's seat of a police car, pinching the walkie-talkie and calling for support at the top of his voice.

The man jumped on the side of the police car. The officer turned around and shot at him in a panic. But rightfully so, it still didn't work. Until his magazine was empty, the man still stood there calmly, unharmed.

The man opened his palms and reached for the officer's chest until the pitch-black tentacles fell from a high place and wrapped around his wrists.

Venom squatted on the balcony above, tentacles curling the man's wrists, and sneered, "It's time to eat." ”