The Salted Fish King in Marvel World

"It's me...Peter Parker!"

When he walked into the store, Peter's mouth twitched twice when he was faced with complaints. He didn't dare to compliment him on his current appearance. In fact, it was the same. In the past few days, he probably couldn't lose his style of painting.

"Peter? Little spider?" Chen Fan was stunned. Peter now had symptoms of a genetic mutation.

On the blue and purple face, you can still vaguely see the appearance of the past few days. If you don't look carefully, it is difficult to connect with the rather handsome boy.

Looking at Peter now, Chen Fan remembered a sentence.

I'm going to beat you until you don't even recognize your mother!

Now Peter has fully interpreted the meaning of this sentence. If he returns home now, he will basically be kicked out by his aunt. In the end, he may even give a cordial greeting: Who the hell are you!

Natasha turned back and smiled gently. Would she say that the abstract expression on Peter's face was her masterpiece?

"Teach...coach...you're here too!" Peter glanced at Natasha resentfully. The elegant and dignified look on Natasha's face at the moment was far from the humanoid tyrannosaurus in his memory.

Originally, he only slapped people in the face, but now in front of this sexy beauty coach, he now only slaps people in the face. Of course, Peter would never say that he was made into what he is now because he secretly took advantage of him while training his combat skills. for the sake of.

Regarding the unexpected unfolding of the inside story, Chen Fan said that he was shocked and his eyes moved back and forth between the two of them. This was definitely an affair!

coach?

hehehe-

Natasha, the Black Widow, actually became Spider-Man’s novice training coach?

Damn it, screenwriter, you secretly changed the plot, does the director know?

Be careful there are no chicken legs tonight!

"Peter, are you here for breakfast? The canteen is next door. You're in the wrong place!" Natasha pointed to the canteen next door indifferently. She really didn't feel anything about Peter. Old cows eat young grass. She Absolutely not playing!

Peter's cheeks twitched, and he was completely unaware of the pain that arose.

When he entered the door, he saw a sign with the word "restaurant" hanging on the door of the store. Now he actually told him that the canteen is next door. Isn't this playing with people's feelings?

"Coach! Someone committed a foul. Uh, actually, I want to say, isn't this a restaurant? Can't we eat here?" Peter scratched his head, glanced at the sign outside the restaurant from the corner of his eyes, and nodded lightly, with a very sure look on his face. expression, my IQ has not dropped today!

The fragrant fried rice on the table was filled with a strong aroma. Peter was already impressed by the golden rice grains. What kind of food is this!It smells so good!It’s too tempting!

"hehe--."

Natasha smiled softly and looked at Chen Fan. She was still waiting for the other party's reply. At the same time, she also stared at the egg fried rice in front of Sylphy, watching him slowly taste it one spoonful at a time. The look made her feel angry. Is it so torturous?

You ate a portion of egg fried rice for half an hour, but you didn’t even finish half of it…

Is it really good to eat like this?

In the restaurant, the smell of gunpowder smoke rose up silently, which caused beads of sweat to appear on the tip of Chen Fan's calm nose. Then he was shaken, and with the concept of sending off the god of plague, he stretched out his hand and reached out to green banknotes on the table.

This atmosphere is so uncomfortable. If the stalemate continues, Chen Fan feels that he will be silenced!

Seeing that the banknotes on the table were grasped by a pair of white and tender hands, Natasha's expression softened and she smiled. This shocked Peter beside her. The big boy who was in adolescence began to feel something in his heart, and Peter touched it secretly. Nose, well, luckily there was no nosebleed!

In the corner, about a hundred meters away from the restaurant, at a large table where seven or eight people gathered, Cage showed his big white teeth, blinding the others.

"Give me the money!"

Chef Cage was in a good mood. He thought he could have extra food tonight and even have sex with a few girls!

"The old witch Natasha actually got him! The little devil is just unreliable!" The bald man touched his forehead, feeling depressed that he had become bald and extremely poor.

"A thousand dollars was thrown in the ditch!" the elegant man with eyes complained. This is so fucking embarrassing. He lost the ham money for instant noodles this month, so he can only eat instant noodles with eggs.

"Pit! Huge pit!"

"Come again, this time I bet on whether the little spider can eat it!"

"What kind of bet are you betting on? Peter, a poor guy, can afford ten thousand dollars worth of egg fried rice. How dare I bite this table into pieces and swallow it all!"

"Haha——, I abstain from voting this round!" The bald man concluded.

People gathered in the corner to gamble in full swing, but the few people in the restaurant were completely unaware of it.

……

After Chen Fan collected the money, he started cooking for Natasha. If he didn't send the old lady away, his intuition told him that there would be a fire in the backyard...

This isn't the first time this has happened.

Maybe Sylphy and Natasha don't get along with each other. Even though the two women are getting along well now, that's because Sylphy is currently focusing on cooking, otherwise the stun gun version 1.1 (revised) will definitely be released. Pikachu's unique move.

……

Peter had never felt so embarrassed, sitting at the same table with two beautiful women, but he seemed like a ghost-like species with no sense of existence.

The beauty's attention is either on the egg fried rice, or on the kitchen utensils used to cook the egg fried rice. He, a living big boy, is here, so gorgeous that he is ignored.

Huh?Why is that kid cooking the food?

Peter ended up delusional, and then he discovered that the little boy, who had problems with his height, was standing on a stool that was [-] centimeters high, handling the ingredients on the cooking table seriously, and he looked quite professional.

"Why are you cooking? Where is the chef?" Peter walked to the cooking table in two steps and asked with the same eyes as the national treasure.

This is neither scientific nor magical. He can't believe that the plate of fried rice that convinced him was made by this scammer!

"Natasha, someone disturbed my cooking!" Chen Fan curled his lips and looked at the confused Peter with disdain. Your coach has been bribed by me. How dare you show off in front of me?

"Peter!"

Natasha said coldly, looking at Peter with a sharp look in her eyes. The food was right in front of her. If it was destroyed by someone, she felt like she would go crazy. As for what she would do if she went crazy?

Haha, Natasha estimated that a few people should be killed!As for which one of them will be so unfortunate, it all depends on their appearance!

"Coach, I...I want to eat!" Peter suppressed these words sadly.

"The canteen is next door!" Natasha snorted coldly.

"This...isn't this a restaurant?" Peter whispered softly. The fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose was the reason why he was unwilling to leave. "I want to eat the same cuisine as Miss Sylphy!"

After finally speaking out, Peter wiped his sweat and remembered that a few days ago he could walk freely around the city and kill a few criminals with a wave of his hand, but now he felt as guilty as a mouse after seeing a cat. This kind of The feeling of suffocation, to paraphrase:

The baby feels bitter, but the baby cannot say...

"Do you want to eat egg fried rice?" Chen Fan asked knowingly. When he saw Peter, he remembered the fear when his building was destroyed. Although he took a lot of money, the entanglement in his heart still remained.

"Can't you?" Peter rubbed his eyes and glanced around vigilantly to see if there were any hidden traps. Well, good, there are no traps. "But I don't want the food you cooked. Give me a portion with Hill." Just the same fried rice as Miss Fei will do!”

"This is the cooking made by the young master!" Sylphy said slowly after swallowing a mouthful of egg fried rice.

Peter swallowed his saliva, the food was delicious and the aroma was lingering!

"Then... then give me one!" Peter said these words hesitantly, but his eyes did not look at Chen Fan. At this moment, he was staring at Sylphi unblinkingly, ah!Be cured!

"Ten thousand dollars!" Chen Fan's childish voice had a hint of coldness, and his brows wrinkled slightly, huh?Is this a feeling of jealousy?

The maid contracted by his family was looked at by another man, and Chen Fan expressed that he was very concerned!

"What? Ten thousand dollars? What do you mean?" Peter came back to his senses and mainly heard the word dollar.

"Cooking money!" Natasha snorted softly. She felt that her charm had been outshone by Sylphy just now, and she silently made a big mark on Peter's training plan.

"Isn't this a canteen? Isn't eating free?" Peter's eyes widened and he looked confused: "And... why is the food so expensive? Ten thousand dollars? Is there any mistake!"

Chen Fan spread his hands, with a sarcastic expression on his fair face: "The food I cook is priced at this price. Eat it if you like it. If you can't afford it, please turn left and go out. Remember to be careful when opening the door. That door handle costs three dollars." Thousand dollars!”

"The cafeteria is next door!" Natasha opened her mouth indifferently. She had reminded this idiot so many times, why couldn't she remember it?It seems that IQ is a flaw!

"The cafeteria is next door? So where is this place?" Peter's head was a little dizzy, mainly because of the price of the food. When did it become so easy to make money?

A ten-year-old boy can earn $[-] just by moving his hands and opening his mouth!

Ten thousand dollars!

Peter remembered that his uncle's family's monthly income was only tens of thousands, but here they could only eat a few plates of fried rice?

What's wrong with this world?