Garfield, who crossed from Marvel

Looking at Phil, whose smile gradually became abnormal, Maomao had no choice but to sigh.

"Alas!" Garfield said angrily to Phil what he was here to do, "By the way, Phil, how are my fighter jets prepared?"

"What kind of plane?" Phil didn't react for a moment. Looking at Garfield's increasingly unfriendly expression, his mind finally came back online and he hurriedly said: "I've prepared the fighter jet. It's the latest Quinjet fighter."

"You can arrange a driver for me right away. I will learn to fly a plane in the morning, and I will race with others in the afternoon." Garfield, who only knows how to masturbate but cannot fly a plane, plans to find a teacher in order to show off better. Study hard.

"Ask, what's the relationship between flying a plane and racing a car?" Phil didn't dare to say it directly, so he could only complain silently in his heart.

"I'll help you prepare right away, but Garfield, flying a plane is a skill that takes a long time to learn. It may be a bit difficult in one morning." Phil reminded kindly.

"You don't need to worry about this, I know it well." Although he has been traveling as a cat for so long and has rarely used his "brain", Garfield believes that he has a super brain and can easily learn to fly a plane in one morning.

If it didn't work out, he would just hold the plane and fly. Garfield made up his mind.

"Okay!" Phil could only agree.

"By the way, one more thing. Help me prepare a spacious venue this afternoon. I will use it for the competition." Garfield continued to give instructions.

After tapping his thinner head, Phil felt a little numb.

"Garfield, how are you going to use a fighter jet to compete with a racing car?" Phil, who really couldn't figure it out, couldn't help but ask.

"That guy Peter just got a Dodge Viper sports car recently, and he showed it off in front of me this morning. I'm going to teach him what a meaningful way to show off is," Garfield said with a smirk on his face.

The sense of anticipation is here, isn’t it?

When Phil heard Garfield's words, his heart suddenly moved. He could already imagine Peter's reaction in the afternoon. It was definitely not curiosity or gossip, but purely out of good intentions. Phil leaned forward and asked Garfield in a low voice: "Garfield Fei, can I be there this afternoon?”

"Of course!" When he was pretending, no one witnessed it, and no one knew that it was considered a qualified pretense. Garfield, who was well versed in this, immediately agreed, and even prepared to call Tony on board.

"The more people, the better." Garfield said with a smirk. "It would be better if there are people videotaping and taking photos."

Snapping his fingers happily, Phil understood Garfield's thoughts and smiled the same as Garfield, "I will definitely help you make arrangements."

"Sensible!" Garfield praised Phil.

After praising Phil, Garfield took off flying again, "Big Forehead, I'm going to have something to eat. I'll be back in half an hour. You can quickly find the pilot for me."

"No problem." Phil, who was motivated, replied energetically.

After finishing speaking, Garfield flew out of Phil's office and prepared to go to SHIELD's cafeteria to have some more breakfast. The portion of a can in the morning was too small.

When Garfield came to the cafeteria, it was the peak breakfast hour, and there was a long queue at the window of the cafeteria.

As a high-quality guest of S.H.I.E.L.D., Garfield naturally doesn't want to be polite. After all, a guest should be polite to his host.

Flying directly to the front of the line, Garfield was ready to jump in line.

"Give way, give way. Didn't you see a distinguished guest coming?" Garfield flew directly to the front of the team and gently squeezed away a bald man standing in the first place.

It's hard, it's hard, the hand holding the dinner plate is hard.

Hawkeye Barton, who has almost recovered from his injury, is the bald man standing No. 1 on the team.

Seeing the culprit who caused him to become bald in front of him, veins appeared in Barton's hand grabbing the plate.

After squeezing Hawkeye away, Garfield didn't notice that the bald head was Hawkeye for the first time. He directly picked up a dinner plate and was about to start picking food.

"Asshole!" Hawkeye, who was squeezed away by Garfield, cursed in a low voice, expressing the sentiments of all SHIELD employees who were cut in line.

Garfield, who heard the sound, looked up at the source of the sound, and a shiny bald head came into Garfield's sight.

Garfield didn't recognize this person as Hawkeye Barton at first. After looking at him carefully, he showed a surprised expression, "Why are you so bald?"

This time, it wasn’t just the veins on his hands, but also the veins on Barton’s face.

When the colleagues standing behind Barton heard Garfield's words, they suppressed their smiles and turned sideways, not wanting Barton to notice.

Hearing the faint laughter behind him and seeing the surprised expression on Garfield's face, Barton wanted to slap Garfield with a plate, but considering the strength gap between the enemy and ourselves, he could only hold back.

For Hawkeye who scolded him, the cautious Garfield would not let him go so easily.

After looking at the top of Barton's head with a surprised expression, Garfield looked concerned about Barton and said loudly: "You social beasts are so pitiful. In order to please the leader, you followed the trend and shaved your head. You said your hair is fine, but now it's shaved What if it doesn’t grow back?”

One thing is that Garfield didn't know that Barton's hair follicles were damaged due to his own heat rays, and he had become a real bald man.

So Garfield had no idea what kind of critical damage his poisonous tongue had caused to Barton.

The plate in his hand was about to be deformed by Barton. Barton gritted his teeth and said, "Garfield, there are still many people queuing up behind you, can you get some food first?"

"Oh! Yes! Yes!" Considering that he had other business to do later, Garfield decided to let Barton go first and grabbed the plate and flew forward.

Considering the time constraints, Garfield chose foods that were convenient to eat. It only took about 10 minutes from selecting the food to eating it.

Garfield, who was thoroughly satisfied with his breakfast, flew back to Phil's office with his belly full.

"Phil, have you found my driver?" Garfield asked directly as soon as he broke into the office.

"It's been arranged. I'll take you there right now." Phil got up from his position and walked in front of Garfield, ready to lead the way.

"No, just tell me the location and I will teleport you there." Garfield, who couldn't wait any longer, was ready to use his abilities to arrive as soon as possible.

After listening to Phil's description, Garfield used his super vision to lock the position, activated his ability, and took Phil directly to the airport where his fighter jet was parked.

This airport is exclusive to SHIELD and is not used too often. More than a dozen aircraft are parked under the hangar, and only a few staff members patrol around the airport.

Garfield followed Phil to Hangar No. [-], where Garfield's Quinjet was parked.

Next to the fighter jet, several technicians were doing pre-flight inspections on the aircraft.

The pilot arranged by Phil, wearing a professional flying suit and holding a helmet in his hand, stood beside the plane waiting for the arrival of Phil and Garfield.

To be honest, when the pilot Dennis heard from his boss that he was going to teach a cat to fly a plane today, he instinctively looked at the calendar to determine if today was April Fools' Day. Otherwise, why would his boss have such an affair with him? A joke.

But when his boss told him for sure that today he was going to teach a cat to fly a plane, Dennis became a little excited.

After all, he has taught many people before, but this is his first time teaching this cat, so it can be considered his first experience.