Chapter 2420: Point to space

In the small town warehouse, Tony looked at the results of Peter's operation and turned his face unbearably.

"How did you get its brain out of your ears and eyes? It's still freezing on the hair. Even the ancient Egyptians knew that when making a mummy, the brain must be taken out of the nostril."

Although Iron Man said so, he took the corpse out of the freezer and put it aside for inspection.

"It's not me, I just opened her chest and abdomen, trying to find the cause of her death." Peter shook his head quickly, and he also felt a little sick, like strawberry yogurt stuck to the corpse, still emitting Weird fishy smell: "It wasn't like this when I left."

Tony raised his hand and released a grating to scan various indicators of the corpse back and forth. His steel suit is a mobile laboratory. Although the biology is weaker, it can connect to the database in the building, and many problems have changed. It has to be simple.

After a few seconds, Iron Man came to a conclusion.

"It died of the flu. I detected the virus. Yes, that's the disease you can heal on your own. It sounds like something from an old science fiction movie. Martians invaded the earth and died of a cold?"

"I've seen the movie, and I think it's quite real. It would be like this without antibodies in the body." Peter turned his back to the corpse and Iron Man. His heart was full of sorry for the dead, but he really did not insult the corpse. It is also learned from the Internet, absolute standards: "Before the invention of antibiotics, many people died of influenza. First, sneezing and coughing, then fever to pneumonia, and finally internal bleeding infection, complicated by sepsis."

"So when you dissected the corpse, you didn't cut its lungs. I don't know what you did. You just took out each organ and put it back together? This is not a rigorous scientific attitude."

Tony educates the children seriously, but pauses for a while and gives Peter another step:

"But biology is not a rigorous science. You should study physics with me. How about an internship at Stark Group when you graduate?"

He wanted to see it hard and wanted to lead Spider-Man on the ‘right path’. The biologist he hated most was the biologist.

"Mr. Stark, I'm just a middle school student now, remember?" Peter lifted his face mask to expose his chin, showing around his lips with a faint fluff: "I still want to go to high school and then to college, and I have to work and earn money every day."

"Tsk, too, you have to make money to support your family. It's much harder than my childhood. Know that when I was your age... Forget it, there are things that are not suitable for you." Tony almost blurted out Your glorious deeds back then.

But after thinking about it, I don't think it is suitable.

I can’t say that when I was in middle school, I drove a sports car and bombed the streets of Los Angeles. I also kept a lot of beautiful women in and out of school. Drinking and drugging everything?

Ignoring the curious look on the spider mask, Tony stuffed the body into the freezer again, ready to pack it away.

He took off his suit and let Jarvis remotely control his armor to leave the freezer, and then naturally changed the subject:

"Now that we have real clues in our hands, we may be able to find the alien terrorists. I asked the suit to send the freezer to Vision for a closer inspection. Do you have any ideas or ideas? For example, suppose you are a What will the bad aliens do now that the evil plan is exposed?"

Peter walked around, hung upside down on the ceiling and thought. He swayed back and forth like a pendulum for a while, and gave a conjecture:

"If it were me, maybe it would be lurking completely? Waiting for the opportunity."

"Well, a good idea. Judging from the video streaming out on the Internet, the other party has a spaceship with a manpower of No. 40 or 50. It is definitely not our human opponent... But so far no aircraft has been detected to leave. Earth, these alien beasts should still be on Earth."

Tony touched his mustache and took a cigar from his pocket to trim it.

Spider-Man was affirmed by the Iron Man, with a little joy in his heart, he further put forward his own hypothesis:

"Will they hide in the sewer, or...no, I take these words back, they should choose a more hygienic environment, they are afraid of getting sick, but at the same time they have to eat soil to satisfy their hunger, Mr. Stark, you Do you know where there is clean soil?"

"Sand therapy SPA, **** shop, hospital, or any vacuum environment."

Tony gave a lot of examples without hesitation.

"Yes, sir, I think we should find someone to keep an eye on the air radar and the like. Now the appearance of the alien villains has been exposed, and the whole world knows their existence, those places you mentioned before , They are all considered unsafe, and they should go to forage in the vacuum of outer space.

"Yes, your cleverness is the same as you were in the past."

Tony took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket and was about to call Roddy. Gears of War is his good buddy, and he works in the Air Force.

"Hey! What about you guys, why are you in my warehouse?!" At this time, a man appeared at the door, dressed sloppy, holding a double-barreled shotgun, and still smelling of alcohol: "I have noticed a lot since the day. People came here, but they drank too much and couldn’t move! I didn’t expect that I woke up and you were still there! What a courage!"

From here you can see the difference between children and adults.

Facing the gunpoint, Peter immediately turned over and landed, raising his hands to keep the opponent from getting excited, but Tony chose to make the opponent more excited.

The man with the mustache said to the phone and waited a while, and then took out the checkbook in a fluent manner: "I'm Tony Stark, your warehouse, and all the mess in it, how much does it cost? I buy it. Up."

Sure enough, the man was so excited that he couldn't hold the gun firmly, and the hostility disappeared instantly.

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Half an hour later, the moon, Attilan.

Su Ming was lost in thought with a video tape in his hand.

I don't know why, he always feels that there is a continuous black smoke coming out of this tape, like some kind of unknown or curse.

That's the kind, after putting it into the video recorder ~www.NovelMTL.com~ there must be indescribable pieces of meat and tentacles crawling out of the TV.

I blame Wade, because no one wants to photograph or edit him. The "war" between him and the alien creature bionics can only be turned into a selfie. He also said that for the sake of art, traditional film must be used.

Su Ming didn't bother to care about him at that time, but took out a lot of Terrigan crystals as a setting, decorated a big bed and left.

But I didn’t expect Deadpool to move fast, but the finished product seemed too dangerous...

"What's the matter? Cousin, haven't you watched it yet?" Deadpool, who had played with the Bitch-level bionics, came back from the toilet with a cigarette in his mouth: "There is a classic clip of me moulting, look at it. Look, by the way, when I **** just now, I was thinking about what was missing in this scene. It turns out that the soundtrack is missing. Do you want to match it?

Su Ming closed his eyes, threw the videotape in his hand to the cloak, and sent it directly to Sepulk for the adjutant to deal with, and then he sighed to the sky:

"No, I don't deserve it, I don't even deserve to appreciate your masterpiece..."

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