Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Uninvited Guest

I don't know what material the glass screen above is made of, the black night sky, the twinkling stars are clearly visible, and the little starlight is sprinkled, and on the path, the figures of Nick and Coulson are a little hazy.

"Who are you?" A soft snort attracted the attention of the two. Look up at the source of the sound.

A young man with a somewhat dazed expression appeared in front of the two of them. The young man in front of him had a face that was six or seven points similar to Edward. Seeing the comer, Coulson stepped forward first, showed a kind smile, and stretched out his right hand.

"Peter Parker? I've heard Mr. Edward mention you. You look alike. Hello, we are friends of Mr. Edward, it is a pleasure to meet you. ”

I have to say that if affinity is an ability, then Coulson is undoubtedly a superpower. The sincerity in his words made the hostility in Peter Parker's eyes disperse a lot, and when he heard the content of the other party's words, the wariness in his eyes disappeared by three points.

I saw the palm of the other person's outstretched hand. In a trance, he stretched out his hands and shook them together.

"Oh, hello, I'm Peter Parker." After saying that, Peter's face instantly turned red, and there was some embarrassment in his eyes.

"I know." Coulson smiled lightly.

The other party's attitude made Peter feel a little relieved. Unconsciously, the position of the conversation between the two seemed to have changed.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted." Peter said apologetically, and then withdrew his right hand. But accidents are always inadvertent.

It was glued, and Peter and Coulson's hands seemed to be glued together.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Peter's face was filled with panic. While apologizing, he wanted to separate the hands of the two.

"Uh." Caught off guard, Coulson's body stumbled suddenly. The strength of the opponent's arm is beyond imagination. But in this way, the palms of both sides are also separated.

"Sorry, I have something to do, so I'll go first."

Looking at the two of them with evasive eyes, Peter hurriedly dropped an apology and turned to run deeper into the woods.

Moving his arm, Coulson looked at the other party's somewhat flustered back, knowing that the other party had disappeared into the darkness, his eyes were a little puzzled.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I saw the hidden disgust in the other person's eyes." After Peter disappeared, Coulson said in confusion.

"Really?" Nick's eyes flashed.

"It looks like we have one more analytical target, but I don't know what it is this time?" Nick took one last look into the depths of the jungle and turned to leave.

……

In the early morning, the warm sunlight sprinkled on the newly awakened world, and the whole world was rendered in a warm gold.

Parker Manor, room on the second floor.

The golden sunlight shines through the transparent glass and sprinkles on the smooth floor, as if it is plated with a layer of gold paint, and the light is scattered, and the whole room is filled with golden sunlight, and the warm atmosphere fills every corner of the room.

On one side of the room, on a large bed, something like a silkworm chrysalis lay across it. Edward was curled up and slept under the quilt.

……

Thundered!

There was an explosion, the ground shook slightly, and the sleeping Edward jumped up from the bed like a frightened cat. The pajamas on the surface of his body fluctuated violently like a handful of flowing mercury, and in the blink of an eye, a thin layer of silvery-white substance clinged to the surface of Edward's skin. It's like a second skin.

It's like adding a sense of security. Tight skin relaxes.

The explosion was like a signal, and then a continuous roar rang out. Low and powerful.

Edward frowned and walked to the window. Pushing open the window, a cool moisture suddenly hit my face, and my spirit was shocked, and the unhappiness that was originally disturbed dissipated a lot.

On the big tree in front of them, two swallows stood on the branches, close to each other, and the morning dew condensed on the surface of the swallows' feathers, hanging on them one by one, and under the golden sunlight, they were all jeweled.

Next to the two swallows, there is the swallow's nest, and the four fluffy little guys in the nest poke out their little heads from time to time, and two small black eyes, curiously looking at the outside world.

The distant explosion apparently had no effect on the family. I don't know if it's unresponsive. Edward glanced at you and complained to himself. In his eyes, he was jealous and jealous. After all, he had just been awakened.

As far as the eye can see, a layer of mist wanders in the vapour-filled woods. From time to time, the wind blows against the mist, constantly changing shapes. It makes people feel happy when they see it.

"Of course, if there are no uninvited guests, it is even better." Looking at the three figures that were beating flexibly not far away, Edward sighed.

……

In the woods, three figures shuttled back and forth, constantly colliding with each other. The strength of the burst, the impact of the body. Large areas of trees were broken, and the grassy ground was as if it had been gnawed by dogs, and it was very ugly.

"We have no ill will." A young black man in the middle of the battle, looking at his familiar peers on the other side, shouted loudly.

The three of them are, Matt, Steve, and Peter.

"Huh. Trespassing on a private house is not like no malice. Maybe I should come to your house tomorrow too. Peter's mouth was sarcastic.

As he spoke, his body flashed.

Rumble!

Where I was standing, a large pit appeared. It's like being hit with a hammer.

"There is no malice in the sneak attack." Peter stared sarcastically at the two people floating in the air in front of him.

"He took our stuff." Matt looked at Peter solemnly and said in a deep voice.

"So you're stealing it back, huh?" Shrugging, Peter looked at the two of them with exaggerated expressions, but his mouth continued to spray venom. "It's really weird logic. I don't know who you think you are? The righteous cowboy of the West? The thief in the novel? Robin hood? ”

"Well, you're nothing, you're just a thief?" Peter chattered.

The two sides are at a stalemate. Peter has no way to deal with the two who can fly and the ability to see and touch, and Matt and Steve are helpless against Peter, who is always a fast runner below.

The two sides were at a stalemate under Peter's chatter.

"Hey, am I missing something?" Edward's voice cut in suddenly.

The scene was silent in an instant, the faces of the three people changed, and without warning, there was an extra person next to the three people. Suddenly turned his head, it was Edward Parker.

Edward looked at the green and yellow lawns, and the collapsed and broken trees around him, raised his eyebrows, and swept his gaze over a few people.

"It looks like the battle is fierce." Said in a mocking tone.