Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

"White sugar! It's white sugar! I added a lot of white sugar to the pastries!" Carter, who was wearing an orange protective suit, shouted.

She looked so proud as if she had defeated a top chef.

uh(⊙o⊙)...

Yes, she can win.

As we all know, white sugar is actually a regulated dangerous good.

Not only can it provide you with energy, but it can also explode directly after mixing with oxidants.

For example, a mixture of white sugar and potassium permanganate is a simple explosive.

If you buy more than 8 kilograms of sugar in China, you need to register with your real name, and it will also attract the attention of relevant departments. After all, who would buy kilograms of sugar at a time?

All in all, white sugar is actually very dangerous. It is one of the most common explosive materials in our daily lives.

Therefore, you must be careful when eating it and never consume too much at one time!

Did you know that if you eat too much white sugar at once and take whole-grain foods or drinks, they will ferment in your stomach?

Then...

The most terrible thing happens!!!——It will make you fat!!!

In the shaking smoke, Charlotte pulled George back a step.

Whoever marries Carter in the future will be blessed. Who knows what terrible things will come out of her kitchen.

Just like now, Charlotte felt a strong sense of crisis from the spreading smoke.

Charlotte sniffed and said solemnly and seriously:

"This is the smell of Hai Luoying!"

No!

George's head snapped around to look at Spider-Man.

Superheroes taking drugs?

Realizing that she was being questioned, Charlotte explained confidently:

"Right! I guessed it!"

Your best guess!

In the thick smoke, the black-clad ninjas fell to the ground one after another, foaming at the mouth.

Looking at Carter walking quickly in the dust, You Lan immediately spoke up to stop them from approaching.

"Don't come over here, wash off the things on your bodies first!"

He doesn't want to get infected with a single product for no reason.

Brian squatted down, took out the "cakes" from the plate, spread them on the ground one by one, made a simple mine, and said:

"There's a car wash in the parking lot, which should be able to wash off the dirt on us."

I turned around and looked at the road I came from. The dust in the air was being sucked inward by the exhaust system inside.

Deep in the invisible tunnel, there were sounds of coughing and falling.

There was no time to worry about anything else. The most important thing now was to escape, but George thought that things would definitely not be as smooth as he had imagined.

Sure enough, after walking forward for a distance, they encountered a large army of Hand ninjas coming from another direction.

Ten red-clad ninjas walked in the front, led by the black warrior Yasuke.

He took a step forward, lowered his body, and slowly drew out the samurai sword from his waist with an indifferent expression.

The tip of the knife rubbed against the scabbard, making a clear "buzzing" sound, and the white blade reflected a cold light.

"Do you know ninjas? We often hide in the shadows of the world, silently killing everyone who threatens us."

Yasuke's gaze was far more sinister and sharp than the blade, as if he was the indestructible sword.

His eyes were fixed on Charlotte, and he continued to mutter to himself:

"We killed all our relatives, uprooted all our emotions, avoided all our flaws, and became an indestructible blade.

Ninjas are born to be cold-blooded killing machines."

Yasuke stepped back, drew an arc, half-crouched in place with his hands holding the samurai sword, and said sternly:

"Now! Spider-Man, please feel the fear from the ninja and die under my sword--!!"

As he spoke, Yasuke flashed and turned into a red ghost, holding a knife in both hands, with the tip of the knife stabbing straight at Charlotte.

He seemed to have merged into one with the sword, and the dazzling blade light was indestructible.

It made Charlotte feel a strong sense of crisis, and it stung his eyes so much that they hurt.

But... the next moment, Yasuke, holding the samurai sword, slowed down his steps and finally stopped a few steps away from everyone.

"Puff——" Yasuke opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of white foam, covering his heart with his hands and widening his eyes in disbelief.

His trembling hand pointed in Carter's direction.

"The antidote is poisonous..."

After saying that, his head tilted and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Charlotte, who was on high alert, tilted his head and looked at You Lan, who was also on high alert, and then they both looked at Carter, who was also depressed.

what's the situation?

do not know?

Yasuke was just the beginning. The dark masses of ninjas in the distance seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. They fell to the ground one after another, foaming at the mouth, rolling their eyes, and twitching all over.

Is the dust in the passage spreading?

No, Charlotte and the others don’t have any problems.

Brian immediately remembered Yasuke's previous explanation of the antidote.

The Hand has been using poison to control all of its members. As long as they take the antidote on time every year, everyone will be fine.

Therefore, the protection of the antidote has always been a top priority for the Hand, and only people who are deeply trusted can know the password of the transport safe.

Looking at the black-clad ninjas all over the ground, everyone was confused and had no idea what was going on.

But... since things have come to this, let's just run away quickly.

Brian looked at Carter beside him with a dim gaze.

Although he didn't know what happened, he was very sure that this matter was definitely related to Carter who delivered the antidote.

"Don't look at me like that! I swear! This matter has absolutely nothing to do with me. If it does... I wish I would gain another pound." Carter said angrily.

What a vicious oath!

After glancing at Carter, they all headed back to the underground parking lot.

The entire anti-independence center is now filled with black-clad ninjas who are foaming at the mouth and lying on the ground, and the same is true for those who are tied up by Charlotte at the door.

The huge underground independence center of the Hand seemed to have turned into a dead and terrifying empty city, with only Charlotte and others left.

We went to the underground parking lot and washed off the dust on the two people's bodies.

This time, the police car was definitely full, so Brian found his own jeep and prepared to take the loot in the car back to claim credit for his crime.

Although Carter took half of the credit this time, at least I still have half left~

Add to that the unique items in this car, I think my contribution this time may surpass Carter's, right?

Seeing Brian's jeep, Carter seemed to have thought of something and said:

"Oh, Brian, I forgot to tell you that I borrowed the flour from the back of your cart..."

"Flour?" Brian felt his scalp tingling for a moment and took a breath of cold air.

What do you mean? !

"That's right, the kitchen was short of flour and asked me to go buy some. When I saw two large boxes of slightly damp flour in your trunk, I just borrowed them.

Really! It’s not a rare thing. You packed it in small packages, which made me open it by myself for a long time..."

"What...what happened next?" Brian asked dryly with a stutter.

"Later?" Carter scratched his head and asked:

"I sent it to the kitchen. I heard they were going to make something...

I was also asked to deliver it to every member of the Hand. Of course, I did not forget to return your two boxes of flour and the box. "

No wonder! He was wondering how the heroin could be packed in a box like that... Case solved! It was you!

"Did you smell it when you took it apart?" Brian couldn't help but ask again.

"Ha~" Carter laughed triumphantly and said:

"I always wear a gas mask when cooking! Of course I won't choke~

I just heard from them that your flour is of very good quality. In addition to the things they made secretly and needed me to deliver, they also steamed several baskets of big white steamed buns and sent them to Mrs. Gao.

Did you know that Mrs. Gao likes to eat steamed buns the most?

Besides, I have already learned this skill. Do you want to eat it? I will steam a basket for the entire police station when I get back."

"Sorry...I don't feel like eating." Brian said stiffly.

Behind him, George looked at him dimly, fully understanding what was happening.

After being undercover for a short period of time, the entire Hand was destroyed in Carter's hands. This is a complete disaster!

A more harmful evil than Charlotte!

……

buzzing...

Lying on the front of the car, the little leader was fleeing frantically, and from time to time he raised his head to look at the sky to make sure that the scary spider monster did not catch up with him.

Then he knocked on the hood of the car, signaling his men to stop the car.

He had been swinging in front of the car like a torn sack all the way. Now he jumped out of the car with a sore back and waist, and his whole body was weak.

"Fuck you, Spider-Man! Fuck you, You Lan! You are all a bunch of damn bastards--!

God should slap you to death, so that you won’t…”

While yelling and cursing, the little leader covered his back. He paused and looked forward in disbelief.

There, a familiar man was walking towards him with a smile on his face. He had a short, thick hair and a neat figure, which made the black jacket he was wearing look majestic.

His steps were not fast, there were still slight bags under his eyes, and his face was filled with a youthful look.

He walked all the way to the little leader who dared not move...

“Big, big...big brother, you...what’s wrong with you…” The little leader stammered as he looked at the face that looked familiar yet strange, and a little younger.

"Big brother?" The man raised his forehead slightly and glanced at the little leader. With a smile on his face, he asked in a light voice:

"Where did he go?"

“Gulp...Who...?” The little leader swallowed his saliva, trembling all over, and asked in confusion.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the younger brother behind him immediately prepared to abandon the boss and reverse the car to escape.

But the next moment, the man appeared like a flash and hit the front of the car. With a loud bang, the rear of the car was lifted up.

With force from his palm, the entire car was thrown out and exploded in flames dozens of meters away.

"You, you...you are not You Lan..."

puff-

The little leader's wide-open eyes gradually lost their color, and blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.

A scarlet hand pulled out from the little leader's heart, glanced at the staggering corpse, and the man revealed a face that was younger than You Lan. He chuckled and said:

"Hehe~ My name is Liu Yu."

As he spoke, Liu Yu slowly squatted down.

On the body of the little leader who died with his eyes open...he left an extremely clear bloody handprint.