Meiman: I raised a demon to rub the purple potato monster

Life is not easy, sweet dreams sigh.

It's too difficult for her. Why is she always the one who gets hurt? I won't save that idiot from now on.

Although the hind leg injured by Bullseye was not broken, it was slightly cracked. As a result, she could not go out to play happily and could only stay in the den.

Ige gently touched Tianmeng, which was really painful for her. It hurt her muscles and bones for a hundred days. I'm afraid she won't be able to play happily these days.

Fortunately, Xiaoqing has become a demon, so if anything happens, he can let her go, and Tianmeng should rest.

Xiaoqing was entangled with Xiaobai. The two snakes seemed to be communicating. He had checked their genders and found that they were both female. Maybe this was the intimacy of good best friends.

Louise hasn't shown up for several days, and I don't know how she is. The phone has been unreachable, and I don't know where she lives.

Her father is a congressman, and the place where he lives is kept secret. Iger has no way to check, so he can only give up.

Something seems to have happened in the association recently. He is not a member, so he doesn't know the specific situation.

"Ding dong! Welcome to the Mewman Fans Association designated store."

The widowed sister came in from outside, and Iger quickly stood up to greet her.

"Sister Widow, you are here. Well, this dress matches you very well. Hey, why does it belong to Stark?"

The widowed sister was dressed in professional attire, looking very capable and wearing plain glasses, which was completely different from her previous image.

Egg then remembered that she was sent to contact Stark to try to persuade him to join S.H.I.E.L.D.

After all, Stark's steel armor and Ark reactor are both powerful weapons, and will give them a huge advantage once they join S.H.I.E.L.D.

"You'd better put these things away."

The widowed sister pointed to Mewman posters, dolls, slogans and other things with a very serious face.

Iger didn't quite understand, but it seemed that something was wrong, otherwise the widowed sister wouldn't have informed him.

"what happened?"

"The association has been deemed an illegal organization and will be banned. You have to investigate."

Good guy, since when has there been such a thing as an illegal organization in the United States? It seems that it was Kingpin who took action, and he was the only one who could do such a thing.

However, Congressman Gray was [-]% bribed by him. Otherwise, how could he be willing to give up if he had obtained a lot of political resources through the association?

"How is Louise now? Is she okay?"

The widowed sister looked at him with a smile, shook her head, then picked up Tianmeng and touched him gently.

It seems like she's fine, so that's fine, don't hurt innocent people.

"Ding dong! Welcome to the Mewman Fans Association designated store."

"Egg, I have a good idea."

Stark rushed in from outside excitedly, and when he saw the widowed sister, his eyes lit up.

"Hey, Stark, this is my sister, close your eyes."

Iger is caught between them. In the movie, they have an affair, but in reality, he won't allow it. This is his sister.

If you want to say whether Aige has any thoughts about the widowed sister, that's not nonsense, but there is a saying that feels so familiar that I no longer feel it.

"You are from my company, how come I haven't seen you before?"

When Stark saw the uniform she was wearing, he realized that she was an employee of his company, but he had never seen her before.

"Hello Mr. Stark, I am Natasha Romanoff, a new employee in the legal department. Nice to meet you."

"Oh, I'm new here. That's good. You are Ige's sister? Ige, why didn't you tell me that you have a sister? Maybe I should make another model and give it to your sister."

Stark blinked at Iger, and Iger rolled his eyes. Is this a self-inflicted trap?People are eager for you to give them your technology.

"I'll tell Pepper, have you found out who hurt you?"

Egger quickly changed the topic. If he continued talking, he might not be able to stop talking. He also had an idea he just said, [-]% of which was about steel armor.

"There is no news. I just found that someone paid a sum of money, but I can't find who gave it."

Stark was also helpless. He couldn't find the person and tried every means.

Iger thought it would be better to remind him that they were friends now, so that he would suffer less.

"There is a proverb that I don't know if you have heard of."

Stark told him not to be pretentious and to speak directly.

"It's hard to guard against house thieves day and night. Why don't you check the people around you, such as your good uncle Obadiah?"

"House thief? Obadiah?"

Stark thought thoughtfully, maybe this was a train of thought, and he really didn't pay much attention to it.

"Eger, this model is so beautiful. Can you open it and take a look?"

The widowed sister looked at the model and asked Egg. She knew it was from Stark, but Egg was unwilling to let people from SHIELD use it for holographic scanning.

"Okay, I made this. If you like it, I can make one for you."

Stark felt very happy when he heard his widowed sister praising the model.

"Really? Thank you very much."

Egg couldn't help but sigh, poor Stark, I hope he is smarter and doesn't really make a complete version.

Stark proposed that he would like to discuss with his widowed sister what legal responsibilities he would bear if he found out that Obadiah really paid to kidnap him.

The widowed sister readily agreed, and then the two of them left in the car.

"May Sanqing bless you."

Egger had nothing to say about this and could only bless him silently in his heart.

The widow's reminder was very important. Iger began to pack up the items related to Mew in the store. He did not want his store to be closed.

"Ding dong, welcome to the Mewman Fans Association designated store."

Just as he was packing his things, three young men came in from the door. They saw Iger packing, and anger rose on their faces.

"What are you doing? Knowing that the association is going to be banned, are you going to clean yourself up? Are you worthy of the president?"

Among them, a black guy wearing a Mewman Association T-shirt pointed at Iger angrily. If the two people next to him hadn't pulled him, he would have beaten Iger.

"You are?"

"Hello Mr. Li, we are the directors of the association. I am Lucy, he is Tom, and he is Jerry. Are you planning to sever ties with the association?"

Lucy, a young white girl, looked at Egg and asked. She felt angry, but she never thought of using violence.

"No, I'm just cleaning up. You can go underground. And I've said before that if you do this, you will only cause trouble for yourself."

Ige shook his head. He had always felt that the association was too high-profile and did not have a mature system. They only relied on passion to do things and did not have a good screening system.

Once someone does bad things in the name of the association, it will harm the association as a whole. He guessed that this is what Kingpin did.

"Mr. Li, do you have any good suggestions? Now the association is encountering big problems."

"Your biggest problem is that this is just a fan association. We are all amateurs. How can we win if we use amateurs against professionals? Not to mention that you have no source of income and rely on the support of your parents. What if they don't support it? So either don't do it , If you want to do it, do it professionally.”

"And there is only one Mewman. Unless all of you are Mewman, this association will one day either become someone else's tool or die naturally."

Lucy and the others were all silent after hearing what Iger said. What he said was absolutely right. This was the problem they were facing now.

"My opinion is to go underground. I am not going to give you some skills, practice hard, gather people who are really willing to be with you, and then find a way to deal with the bad guys. The bad guys in this world will never disappear."

After speaking, Iger asked them to go out and he still had to pack his things.