Putting down his phone, Wang Dali hailed a taxi on the side of the road and returned to his current rented place.

Pepper Potts' aunt, named Catherine Potts, is currently working as an associate editor at the New York Daily News.

Recently, the daily newspaper Clarion, which is a tabloid newspaper, has been able to get good neighbors from New Yorkers, and the sales of Spider-Man have soared, in exchange for a drop of about 13 percentage points in the sales of the New York daily newspaper.

For this reason, the boss of the New York Daily could not bear it. So during this time, the New York Daily employees, including Catherine, have been working overtime, and they can't get home until nine o'clock every night.

When he got home, Wang Dali took off the suit that looked like it had been washed by sand, changed into a T-shirt and shorts, and went to the bathroom to brush it clean.

The suit can't be washed directly with water, so he hangs the suit on a hanger and prepares to send it to the dry cleaner tomorrow.

Walking into his room and turning on the computer, Wang Dali was about to search for news about Tony Stark and Pepper Potts, when a knock on the door sounded outside the house.

"Hello, this is Lombardi's, with a large seafood pizza you ordered!"

This is the pizza delivery that Wang Dali ordered in a taxi just now, and he chose Catherine's favorite, which is also the oldest pizza place in New York.

Opening the door, Wang Dali testified that he wanted to take his takeaway from the delivery man, but the other party exclaimed.

"It's you?"

Hearing this, Wang Dali looked up in some surprise, but found that it was a face he didn't recognize?

"You are?"

"Ahaha, I'm sorry, it looks like I recognized the wrong person."

Although the other party wanted to hide the past, Wang Dali listened to this somewhat familiar voice, looked at him carefully for a few times, and then suddenly said.

"You're Spider-Man?"

"Ah, is it still recognized......

Peter Parker scratched his head in embarrassment, how could he be in a state of shame every time he met this person.

Could it be that the other party is his own mold star?

Taking the takeaway from Peter's hand, Wang Dali asked him curiously.

"You just ended the battle, and you ran out to deliver food?"

"I can't help it, life is forcing it."

Looking at this hardcover apartment in Manhattan, where New York is at a premium, Peter's eyes flashed with envy.

"Vigorously?"

"Mrs. Potts?"

Looking at the beautiful landlady who came out of the corner, Wang Dali said strangely.

"Why is it so early today?"

"Thanks to you, there is hot news, and the editor-in-chief asked us to go home early today."

Carrying a white lady's hanging bag, wearing a beige skirt suit that could not block the hot body at all, a pair of charming legs with flesh-colored nylon stockings hanging on them, and a pair of three-centimeter jewel black short high heels, Catherine nodded vigorously to Wang, and stood in front of Peter with a cold face.

Finding himself blocking the other party's door, and smiling embarrassedly at Wang Dali and the lady he didn't know, Peter quickly disappeared from the field of vision of the two.

For a delivery person, Catherine, who didn't know Peter's official identity, didn't care. She threw her bag on the sofa in the living room, went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and without changing her clothes, she just picked up a slice of pizza and ate it.

However, a beauty is a beauty, even if it is the action of lying on the sofa and eating at will, it is so beautiful. Looking at the pair of tempting red lips chewing slowly, opening and closing up and down, as a young man who was just twenty years old and still vigorous in blood and blood, Wang Dali swallowed a mouthful of saliva and ate it with the pizza in his mouth.

"Hmm~ Sure enough, Lombardi's pizza is still so delicious."

For some reason, Mrs. Potts' favorite food is pizza, and every takeout must be ordered, so that even Wang Dali already knows the distribution of the entire New York pizza restaurant.

Three years ago, Catherine met the two black robbers in search of a small pizza shop in the middle of nowhere, although it was in a remote location, but it was rumored to be very delicious.

Eating delicious pizza, Catherine did not care that Wang Dali was still there, her two long round and snow-white legs rubbed against each other, kicked off the Gauguin shoes under her feet, and moved in front of him the ten jade toes that had been bound all day.

"Dali, how was today's interview?"

"Failed."

Silently looking away, Wang vigorously shook his head.

"Really? Don't be discouraged, believe in yourself, and the opportunity will come. ”

Catherine waved her hand casually, this attitude seemed to be just a perfunctory comfort, but Wang Dali, who received Pepper's call, knew that in secret, the other party had made great efforts for herself.

"Thank you, Mrs. Potts."

Catherine was stunned by Wang Dali's response, she sat up straight, put down the pizza in her hand, and exhaled softly.

"You got it?"

Looking directly into Catherine's eyes, Wang Dali's face showed a look of gratitude.

"Just before I came back, I received a call from Miss Pepper asking me to meet at Stark Company at half past nine tomorrow morning."

"Well, it seems that she still gives me face as an aunt, and it is not in vain that I always played with her when I was a child."

With that, Catherine lay back down again, regaining her languid appearance.

"Don't rejoice too soon. Because of the live broadcast just now, you are famous. I don't know how much trouble there will be in the future. ”

"Live?"

Wang Dali scratched his head with his left hand, which had never held a pizza, and then picked up the Coke next to him.

"What a live broadcast."

"You don't know?"

This time, Catherine was really surprised.

"While you're fighting that sand monster, one of our New York Daily News programs is going live right there. Because there is no masked relationship like Spider-Man, your face has appeared in the eyes of countless viewers in front of the TV set. ”

Hearing this, Wang Dali frowned, but quickly calmed down and hesitated.

"So, there's a reason why Miss Pepper chose me to be her bodyguard?"

He also thought that his extraordinaryness was what Catherine had told the other party.

"Bodyguards?"

Catherine twisted her eyebrows in displeasure. The face that was beloved by God was so beautiful, even if it made a somewhat angry expression, that it was difficult for a man to take his eyes off it.

To be honest, Wang Dali has not found a girlfriend in the past few years, and part of it is because he has lived with Catherine for a long time and his aesthetic has been improved.

"I'm talking to her about security guards?!"

As she spoke, she stood on the carpet in the living room with her stockings on, and was about to go to the bag next to her to get her phone.

"I'll call her now."

"No, Mrs. Potts."

In this regard, Wang Dali felt that it didn't matter.

"Bodyguards are bodyguards. Compared to security guards, the salary of bodyguards is even higher. ”