Chapter 2634: Homeless
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1680 characters
- 2021-04-11 05:44:45
"Thank you for taking me in, buddy."
In the sweaty room of teenagers, Harry smiled bitterly and accepted a sandwich and orange soda meal from his friend Peter. Although he was hungry, he didn't gobbling it for the first time. Thanks to Peter.
"We are friends, this is what I should do." Peter smiled guiltyly, and turned around to clean up the clutter on the bed. Fortunately, the uniform was not placed outside.
Of course, he was guilty of not only this, but also Mary Jane.
Since childhood, the three of them have been in the same kindergarten and they are all good friends, but they all want to grow up. Mary has been dating Harry since the seventh grade, which is when she was in the first grade of middle school.
This is normal. Harry is tall, rich and handsome, and he plays basketball very well. Peter was just a dead otaku at the time. He was thin and small, he was wearing glasses, and he talked about computers and physics. He was unpopular with girls. normal.
Therefore, Peter can only continue to be friends with Mary and bury the hazy feelings in his heart.
However, things have changed now, everyone is now a high school student, and Peter has become Spider-Man. It might be power that brought ambition, so he finally dared to have a crush on those girls.
I don’t usually think there is anything, but now...
‘Harry considers me to be my best friend, and when I’m in trouble, he thinks I’m relying on. I still have a crush on Mary. It’s too despicable. It’s not right. ’
It was too immoral to have a crush on his good friend's girlfriend, so Peter felt deeply guilty and even wanted to slap himself in the face.
Thinking of this in his mind, he peeked out the window, and there were scattered snowflakes falling on the street. In the bedroom on the second floor of the house across the road, the curtains showed the beautiful shadow of Mary. She seemed to be doing her homework at the desk, biting The movement of the pen is so cute...
"Snapped!"
Peter slapped himself in the face, turned and closed the curtains, shaking his head constantly.
"What's the matter? Is it a reporter?" Harry raised his head while sitting in the corner of the floor eating.
The board of directors took away Osborne Industries through a series of despicable means. The young young boss was helpless in the face of those dark tricks, and was finally swept out today. Then, the reporters were like sharks smelling blood. Flocked to him and asked him all kinds of unthinkable questions.
They asked if Norman lied to the military's funds and ran away. They also asked Harry if the man was born. Some people speculated that Norman was a mutant and escaped to Utopia. The company is now being retaken by humans. A great victory.
Harry didn't want to answer a question at the time. He rushed out of the crowd holding his head, not because he didn't know how to answer, but because he was afraid of killing people in public.
I can't say why, there always seemed to be a voice in his heart to suffocate his anger, and he almost wanted to drive the reporters to death.
But it was only almost. He still controlled himself by reason. Although he escaped without grace at all, that was the limit he could achieve. He was really about to lose control at the time.
"No, it's not a reporter. Well, there is a spider. Yes, the spider fell on the face when I was pulling the curtains. I slapped it to death."
Peter quickly explained that he wanted to say it was a mosquito, but when he thought that there were no mosquitoes in winter, he immediately changed his mind.
Harry, who was bulging in his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief and nodded his head and swallowed the food in his mouth: "It's okay if it's not a reporter. Although I should have thrown them away, I'm afraid it will hurt you."
"Don't say that, you used to help me more than once." Peter sat on the edge of the bed and patted his side to signal Harry to come: "I remember when we were in elementary school, someone wanted to bully me. You helped me beat the bad boy away."
Speaking of the past, the sad second generation also showed some smiles. He got up from the floor, took off Peter's dirty socks stuck to his trouser legs and threw them into the bathroom, and sat down on the bed with a sandwich:
"It feels like those things happened yesterday. At that time, we often played superhero games together, but many of our classmates regarded them as weirdos."
Little Worm rubbed his palms back and forth on his legs, and said with some emotion: "Until then in the third grade, you had a showdown, saying that the three-year period has come. Your father is Dr. Osborne, and your family is super rich. Yes, bad boys dare not come to us for trouble."
Harry, who was still a little smiling, heard his father, suddenly fell into depression, and let out a sigh.
And Peter suddenly knew that he had said the wrong thing again, and now that the uncle's thing was said at this moment, it was almost like salting Harry's wound.
He curled his neck, a little at a loss, scratching his head vigorously to relieve his embarrassment, and wanted to divert the topic: "Do you still want to eat? Aunt Mei is still working and hasn't returned. I'll go see what else is in the refrigerator. Do you like instant noodles? What kind of flavor? I have them here."
Xiao Chong smiled dryly and stood up and was about to go outside. Her heart was terribly uncomfortable, and her mouth was a bit quicker. This was a sequelae of being bitten by a spider.
"No, Peter, stay and talk to me." Harry dropped his sandwich hand on his knees, and his upper body slowly fell to Peter's bed, looking at the dangling lights and corners on the ceiling. The leaking wet mark: "You said, is my father still alive?"
Peter sprinted back to the bed and put his hand on the shoulder of his best friend: "Don't worry, Uncle Norman is a good guy, he must be fine. Maybe he just wants to have a show like the TV show. Traveling? Otherwise, I just met an aunt he likes and want to find you a stepmother..."
This kind of speculation made Harry, who was still sad, instantly speechless. Did he go looking for his stepmother after missing for six months? The tens of billions of assets of Osborne Industries are left alone. Is there such a lover?
"Stop, I accept your comfort, but I really can't accept this kind of stepmother who can abduct my dad for half a year, if there is such a person."
The bankrupt brother shook his head again and again, showing his teeth with leaves, and said:
"Now that my dad is not there, the company is in trouble because he is suspected of defrauding military funds. Even my house has been sealed by the court. I really don't know what to do. Although I go to a noble school, there is no high school there. Teaching business management courses, not to mention the complexity of the shares is beyond expectation."
Peter simply leaned back and lay his hands on his brain beside his buddies:
"I can't help you with this. I'm a poor man who has to work every day. I am good at playing games and delivering food. If you want me to invent something like a brain wave controller to deal with those bad guys, I guess you I have to give me seven or eighty years."
Osborne Industries belongs to Harry and his family, as you can tell from the name.
Peter didn't understand the board of directors, the shares, and so on, but he only knew that the people who snatched others' things were bad guys.
Unless the person being robbed is an alien, that's another matter.
Harry smiled, sat up and put the sandwich in his mouth, clapped his hands and stood up, saying as if he was in a much better mood:
"You are so kind, UU reading www.uukanshu.com If I were a girl, I would definitely fall in love with you, Peter."
"But you are not." Peter also sat up and spread his hands: "So I'm still single now. By the way, how are you and Mary?"
"Is she? No good, she seems to be very busy lately and doesn't pay much attention to me." Harry showed some confusion, then rubbed his hair, picked up the soda and walked out the door: " However, no matter what happens in the future, I respect her wishes. Okay, I went to sleep in the attic. Today is really a long day."
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The bug nodded, got up to hug Harry, and patted him on the back: "Good night buddy, things will get better, just talk if you need it. You think I can do it."
"Thank you, do you have any alcohol at home? I want to drink a few bottles with sleeping pills." Fu Erdai patted his friend's and said with a smile in his ear.
"Huh?" The little insect loosened his arms, pushed away from the opponent's shoulder, and looked at him with a serious face.
"It hurts! That's just a joke. I don't want to commit suicide. I'm not the kind of weak and evasive person." Harry took a breath and broke free of Peter's restraint: "When did you have such a strong hand? Oh my god, your shoulders are going to be crushed, and now I can't afford the medical bills."
"Oh, haha, nothing, I am too excited. People have unlimited potential in extreme anger. You know, the effect of adrenaline can increase muscle strength."
Peter hurriedly made another excuse. Although many people in SHIELD knew his true identity, he still wanted to struggle a bit. As for the secret identity, the less people knew, the better.