I turned into a cat in Marvel

But when it comes to seeing myself on TV

Thinking about the reason why he might appear on TV in the near future, Tony suddenly felt a little heavier - his father, Howard Stark, had just passed away in a car accident. The news made a lot of noise, and his photos were naturally photographed many times.

The mood that had gradually become relaxed and lively due to getting along with this strange little girl dimmed again. Under the raised eyebrows, the hidden smile at the corners of his mouth disappeared.

After licking his lips, which started to feel dry after not being touched by water for a while, Tony drank all the boiling water in the cup. He skillfully took out a small notebook from the lining pocket of his jacket, punched it a few times, looked around and patted several of his pockets, but couldn’t find what he wanted, so he still asked Laura: “Here is something Pen?"

Just as he asked, the cat that ran behind him at some point came out from behind the sofa, holding a pen in his mouth, and placed it next to Tony, looking up at him expectantly.

"Uh, thank you." Tony stared at the cat in surprise for a while, until Laura, who felt a sense of crisis, ran over vigilantly and took the kitten away.

Tony wrote a 1, then closed his eyes and wrote a 0 for a while, then tore off the check and handed it to Laura, who looked confused. He breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, straightened his clothes and said, "Thank you for the boiling water, little man, but I should go back, otherwise my uncle will definitely call the police and who knows what the media will write about it."

Laura responded with a few hums, staring at the check, reflecting the sunlight outside the window, like twinkling stars: "This is money, can it be used to exchange for hot dogs and barbecue?"

Yang Ming was dizzy looking at a series of zeros in Laura's arms. He counted them several times but still couldn't figure out what unit they were.

"Well, you still need to go to the bank to exchange it first. Let's wait until your adults come back." Tony shook his head, opened the door and walked out.

With a "boom", Tony happened to bump into someone who was about to rush in, and his forehead hit the opposite nose. The other person immediately covered his nose and screamed, but Tony stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Ah, damn, who are you?" Gambit looked at the young man who fell to the ground, covering his nose and crying in pain.

Before Tony could reply, he yelled again: "Shit, if you're here to see the house, just give up. Tell the landlord that I'm not dead. I just had some trouble some time ago. Now the problem will be solved immediately." Yes, I won’t miss a penny of her rent.”

As he spoke, he picked up Tony's collar and threw him out. Tony couldn't say a word before he was locked out of the door with a bang.

Tony bared his teeth and tugged on his collar. The other party made him very uncomfortable. His first impression was very bad. He even wanted to knock on the door and start arguing with the other party again. But thinking that he might be the little man's family member, he had no choice but to hold back his anger, put his hands in his pockets, took a few deep breaths to calm down, and strode towards the elevator.

However, this person looks very young. I don’t know if he is her brother or father.

This question flashed through Tony's mind. Tony, who was in a dull mood, pressed the elevator button without thinking deeply about it.

After Tony pressed the button, the elevator slowly went up from the 4th floor to the 5th floor. It opened with a ding, and Tony found two people inside. One was a little girl who looked about the same age as Laura, and the other was a middle-aged white man who looked to be in his thirties.

"Oh, bad luck, I forgot to press the first floor button," the little girl said with a bitter face.

The middle-aged white man said, "Why do you have so much brains? The elevator is bigger than you. It will take 5 minutes to get up and down again."

“How can it be so long? 3 minutes at most”

Well, it seemed that they were going down too. Tony walked in without comment and pressed the button for the first floor.

"By the way, this is the 5th floor. The new friend I made yesterday is on this floor. Why don't I go check it out?" Because the elevator door had already creaked shut.

The middle-aged white man raised his eyebrows and asked: "The new friend you mentioned is true, but didn't you say she lives in 36a? That gambler is back?"

Gambler's reputation seems to be known to everyone in the entire apartment.

"I don't know, maybe they are new ones who moved in," the little girl said uncertainly.

Room 36a Gambler

Tony was attracted by their conversation, and his photographic memory allowed him to quickly recall the house number that passed by in his peripheral vision, even if he had not paid attention to it deliberately.

The fist in Tony's pocket tightened inexplicably on the man. It didn't look like he had just moved in.

"Humph." The middle-aged man curled his lips.

"Everything I said is true, why don't you believe me?" the little girl said dissatisfied.

"Who would believe that in real life someone would say "meow" at the end of every sentence? Isn't it made up by watching too many cartoons?" The middle-aged man expressed his disdain for his daughter's little trick.

"No, she must have stayed with the cat for too long to be like this," the little girl muttered.

Well, Tony was absolutely sure who he was talking about.

While the father and daughter were chatting, the elevator door opened again, and several black people from the third floor walked in one after another, talking and laughing.

"You said that the little girl Remy brought back last night is really the child of his relatives." The first black man with dreadlocks asked with rich gestures.

"Listen to his farts. I haven't seen him go out or invite anyone to my home for Christmas for so many years. He probably doesn't even have many friends." The second black man was a fat man wearing a Houston jersey and said harshly.

"Then that little girl is." The third thin black man came in, pressed the door button, and waited for the last person to lock the door to collect the key and walk in.

"God knows, I think that little girl is stupid and clumsy, and she can't speak well. I'm afraid this bastard Remy didn't lose his sight and started doing dirty work." The last tall black man walked in, and the thin black man pressed the door button. Amidst the creak of the elevator door, the tall black man stuffed the keys into his pocket and pouted.

"bang"

Everyone was attracted by the sound. At the moment when the elevator was about to close, a hand poked into the gap and stopped it regardless of the injury.

And the words of the man who knocked him down still echoed in Tony's ears: There was some trouble some time ago, the problem will be solved soon, and the money will not be lost.

"Squeak--"

The elevator door slowly opened, and Tony stepped out quickly, running straight towards the stairs.

The elevator door closed again, and several black people looked at each other and shrugged.

"Wait a minute, Wolf, it's only been less than half a year since you moved here, right? How come Remy spends Christmas alone every year?"

"You can guess, that kind of person is probably close to ten."