Stand User in Marvel Universe

“When I was‘ scintillated 'to go home, I freaked out the people who lived in the apartment. The wife thought I was Little Third, and their grandmother thought I was a ghost, and the scene was really messy. Thank you for reaching out to help those displaced by the Incineration and, of course, our good neighbor Spider-Man! ”

At the charity evening, when Aunt May lit up the thrust of her funny humor, and then asked to stand next to her in a steel spider suit, Spider-Man, the whole place sounded a fiery applause.

All the guests present today, for whatever purpose, will soon come out of real gold and silver to contribute to the stability of society, for example, by providing some help to those who have returned to the world and become homeless.

Of course, today's charity party is not headed by Aunt Peter Mae, and she's not that capable.

The reason why it's so big and so rich is simply because the party was hosted by Stark Industries and $50 million in aid was set up!

In terms of the final outcome, it should raise more than 100 million in good money, or even more.

Oh, by the way, that's not what Tony meant, because now the CEO of Stark Industries is Happy.

Of course, Tony didn't have any opinions when he found out about the decision, which means he added an extra zero to the line of numbers on the Happy Plan, which is why it's now 50 million.

For a top millionaire like Tony, who never treated money as money, this small sum was put in the past, which is the price he paid to go out and buy a luxury yacht. Anyway, he now enjoys the joy of post-retirement celestial entertainment, even less concerned about material needs.

So as long as Happy doesn't take Stark Industries apart and sell scrap iron, he doesn't care about anything else.

Just because the name Stark can't be taken down!

Otherwise he would have sold the company!

The little spider walked into the middle of the stage, and some of them didn't quite fit in, squeezing their hips down and pointing their heads at the microphone, and said, "Thank you, Ms. Parker, for inviting me, and thank you for inviting me, uh, um... that's it. ”

Seeing that the party was about to get screwed up, Aunt May hastily picked it up. “Of course, thank Spider-Man for coming to our charity party in such a busy manner. Later he will come out to photograph with everyone, thank you. ”

After that, they went backstage in a round of applause.

“Oh, my God, I'm so nervous! ”

“Relax, relax, we're doing good. ”

“Really? I feel so hard. ”

“That's true, you're really hard. ”

I thought I would continue to comfort my Aunt May by telling the truth, which made Peter shut his mouth very depressingly.

“Passport ready? ”

“Mm-hmm. ”

“Travel toothpaste? ”

“Got it. ”

When Aunt May used to ‘nag’, the back door suddenly opened.

The little spider freaked out and hurried to restore the dislodged mask, which turned out to be Happy, an old acquaintance.

“Happy! ”

Peter greeted with joy.

However, he was directly ignored. Happy looked straight at Aunt May and praised him: “You look beautiful today. Is that a new dress? ”

“Well, you're extraordinarily handsome, especially this little mustache, very sexy. ”

“With vision, this is my ‘scintillation’ beard because it grew during ‘scintillation’. ”

“Oh, you're still so funny. ”

Happy and Aunt May, you came and went and talked to each other and completely left Peter alone.

Peter, on the other hand, looked to the left and looked to the right, always feeling that the atmosphere now made him feel a lot more than he was, very embarrassed.

Even if he had a lower emotional level, it seemed that there was something unusual about the relationship between the two.

It's not true, is it?

“Oh, it's time for me to change the vegetarian thousand levels of solid alcohol. Peter, remember to shake hands later. ”

When Aunt May had to leave, there were only Happy and Peter left.

“What was that all about? ”

Peter picked his eyebrows and asked curiously.

Happy slipped away a little and then shifted the subject especially naturally: "Nick Fury called you. ”

“What, Nick Fury called me? Why did he call me? ”

“Of course it's because he wants you to do some heroic work, and you're a superhero. ”

“Uh, I mean, if something really happened, he might call someone, not me. ”

Just before the little spider's voice went down, the phone in his bag rang.

“Obviously not. Look, it's an unknown number. He called you. Pick it up. ”

“No, I don't want to talk to Nick Fury. ”

“Answer the phone, now! ”

“Why?”

“Because if you don't answer the phone, I have to talk to him, and I don't want to talk to him! ”

Peter looked at Happy with utter silence and hung up the phone... in front of him!

“You refused to take Nick Fury's call? ”

“Yes, I hacked him. ”

“And you hacked him? No, you can't do that. ”

“Well, when I have time, I'll call him back, and now I have a little work to do, you hear me? They're shouting my name. Bye, Happy! ”

The little spider fled decisively, and he didn't want to waste his hard-won study trip facing that black halibut egg.

More importantly, his confession plan cannot die without implementation!

Happy wanted to go after Peter, and before he could take a step forward, Nick Fury called his phone.

“What, Lahey? No, no, no, I promise he didn't hack you, it's just that now he's a little busy, yeah, busy. He said he'd call you when he was done, trust me...”

Happy explained, leaving with a terrible headache.

And Peter was out there interviewing a bunch of reporters, and the flash was almost blinding his eyes... well, the mask would protect his titanium dog's eyes perfectly.

“Are you the leader of the Avengers' League now? ”

“No, I'm not! Bullshit! ”

“What are you going to do if the aliens come back? ”

“Of course it's the thighs, Mr. Stark. They can fix everything! ”

“How do you feel about Tony Stark saying publicly that you have inherited his mortar? ”

“I guess Mr. Stark must have had a lot of wine that day, but he wouldn't joke about it if he had a grain of peanuts, huh? ”

Peter's answers, though humorous, were clearly unsatisfactory to these journalists.

Just as these reporters were preparing to submerge him with more and more spicy questions, the little spider, unable to withstand the pressure, simply ran off on a swing without saying anything, leaving a group of reporters with big eyes and small eyes to shake their heads helplessly.