"You bastard, you still know how to come back!" Aunt Mei was very happy, but she pretended to be very angry and said, "I haven't seen you for several months. Where did you go? Did you come back?" Going to pick up girls?"

"I'm wronged, with a beauty like you, how can I still look down on those vulgar fans outside?" Mo Fei shouted, "It's just a small business abroad and made a little bit of money. .”

"Here are the flowers for you!"

Murphy placed 99 red roses on Aunt Mei's desk.

Just coaxed the real little girlfriend Mikaela, so naturally Aunt Mei couldn't be left behind.

So Murphy turned around and came to see Aunt Mei.

"Don't think that if you compliment me casually and give me a small gift, I can let you go!" Aunt Mei held her mouth hard, but at the same time she couldn't wait to grab the bright red rose and took a deep breath.

The rose is fragrant, and its petals contain a kind of oil cell, which will continuously secrete a scented aromatic oil. People feel that roses have a strong fragrance, which is relatively pleasant and soothing.

Therefore, many people refine roses into spices or essential oils, and take a sip as if intoxicated in the sea of ​​flowers.In addition, roses can also be made into scented tea or snacks, and the taste is also very good.

Murphy laughed and moved to Aunt Mei's side: "I know, I was wrong, why don't you hit me twice?"

Aunt Mei's eyes widened, and she was about to punch Murphy's chest hard with her small fists.

"You can't do it!"

Aunt Mei stopped in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Why don't you scold me a few words?"

Aunt Mei put down her hands and cleared her throat...

"You can't open that mouth!"

Aunt Mei: "..."

"Are you here to apologize, or to provoke me?" After a long while, Aunt Mei came to her senses and gave Mo Fei a hard look.

"Of course I'm here to apologize!" Murphy said with a playful smile.

Aunt Mei grabbed the ears of Mur Fei's big face and pulled hard, before she said, "Seriously, where have you been all this time!"

"I really went abroad to make money. To lie to you, I'm a pig!" Murphy said, "This time, I made hundreds of millions of dollars. From now on, you don't have to work anymore, I will support you!"

"I don't want you to support me. I have hands and feet. Can't I support myself?" Aunt Mei was not forgiving at all, but when she heard that Murphy went abroad to fight for hundreds of millions of dollars, she also had feelings for him. With understanding, with so much money, spending a few months to earn money is undoubtedly very worthwhile.

Although Aunt Mei is not an ordinary person anymore because of Mo Fei's teachings, Aunt Mei's thinking is conservative. Even if she was injected with the T-virus, and Professor Mo Fei's cultivation method, she still has a certain amount of self-protection power However, she still maintains her original life, what should happen, or what should happen, and continue to be her fashion designer.

Her cognition of extraordinary power is also at a very elementary and primitive stage.

"Don't pay too much attention to these things. Why do you have to give them to you and me? Mine, isn't it yours, yours... or yours!" Murphy shrugged and said, "If you don't want this job, I'll buy this company and let you be the boss, okay?"

The company that Aunt Mei worked for had a market value of only tens of millions of dollars. It was only a medium-sized company. Murphy couldn't have bought it easily.

"Forget it." Aunt Mei shook her head and said, "I'm not the kind of ambitious person who just wants to occupy a high position as much as possible. Besides, I've been busy with fashion design for most of my life. Without any management experience, if you ask me to be the president of the company, I don’t even know what to do.”

"No one is born knowing something. You can learn it slowly. At worst, the company will go bankrupt. It's only tens of millions of dollars. I can still afford it!" Murphy said coolly.

"You can afford it, but I can't afford it!" Aunt Mei rolled her eyes at Mo Fei.

Under Mo Fei's easy-going communication, Aunt Mei also quickly let go of her anger at Mo Fei's disappearance for so long.

"Anyway, I'm not your real girlfriend, I don't care what you did!" Aunt Mei waved to Murphy and said, "You can go, I'm at work, don't disturb my work. "

"You chase me away?"

"No, I'm at work... Come to my house tonight, I'll cook something delicious for you." Aunt Mei put on her glasses again and focused on her drawings.

Originally, she was short-sighted and needed to wear glasses. After being strengthened by the t-virus, her short-sightedness improved, but she was not used to not wearing glasses when drawing drawings, so she made a pair of flat glasses.

"Delicious? Is it seafood?"

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, I just said we haven't seen each other for so long, what kind of work are we doing..." Murphy's hands wrapped around Aunt Mei's slender waist without knowing when.

At this time, Aunt Mei was wearing a small black suit, a black skirt, fair and slender thighs, wrapped in black stockings, a very attractive OL attire.

With an intellectual and charming temperament, Aunt Mei has a unique charm of a beautiful young woman, with flowing blue hair and an intoxicating body fragrance.

"Murphy, don't mess around. Do you think I don't know about your little thoughts? But this is my office, and it's a place where you can mess around." Aunt Mei warned Murphy.

"I'm not fooling around, I'm just curious about the blueprints you drew." Mo Fei smiled and said, "Although I don't understand it, it seems very powerful."

Aunt Mei knew about Murphy's careful thinking, but Murphy's praise of her professional level at this time did not tickle her itch. She said proudly: "It's no wonder you can understand it! I'm a six-year-old years as a costume designer assistant before getting a chance to become a real costume designer..."

"From the design concept to the finished garment production, a piece of clothing seems simple, and the steps in the middle are relatively cumbersome. First of all, we must formulate a new season product plan, style, and color positioning. Once you have a design concept, you need to draw a sketch immediately and choose a suitable one. For fabrics and accessories, confirm the final draft according to the performance of the surface and accessories.”

Aunt Mei shared her professional perception with Mo Fei very seriously, and Mo Fei listened very seriously, and nodded in agreement.

Just don't know why.

Talking and talking...

Aunt Mei, with disheveled hair, knelt on the desk, propping the table with both hands, frowning...

She seems to have encountered the enemy, and she is bearing the impact of the opponent's heavy fire tank machine gun...

Can't help but some painful voices...

Suddenly.

In the direction directly opposite Aunt May, it was broadcasting on TV that Spider-Man, a good neighbor of New Yorkers, was being held down by a yellow sand giant on a cash truck, raised a fist the size of a sandbag, and smashed the hammer...

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The Sandman is back in New York.

The first thing he did was to visit his daughter Penny.

Not contrary to his expectations, while he was being held in prison, Penny had already been admitted to the hospital.

Due to insufficient treatment expenses, Penny could only rely on the cheapest life-support medicine and lay dying on the hospital bed.

Outside the glass window of the hospital, the sand man's sand eyes looked at his unconscious daughter and his ex-wife who was standing next to her with a haggard face as if ten years older. The sand man clenched his fists: "Damn it!"

Because Sharen has always been a street gangster and has no business, his wife divorced him very early, and the custody is in his wife's hands. It was only later that his daughter was diagnosed with leukemia.

As for the situation in front of her daughter Penny, it is obvious that her ex-wife can't improve it. The ex-wife is just an ordinary working class. Maybe she can't even maintain Penny's most basic medicine now.

So you still have to figure it out yourself.

"Penny, you must be alive, you must be alive!" the Sand Man said to himself in a hoarse voice.

"I've got to find a way to get some money... how do I do it?"

The Sandman was thinking.

Due to the poor family conditions when he was a child, Sharen went to a public school when he was a child, and he received a happy education, and even with this kind of happy education, he dropped out of school. get money?

--grab!

If it was in the past, the sand man might choose to hold a gun in a corner with few people and rob pedestrians or something, but...

Now that he has become a superpower, of course he wants to be a big hit.

So he was going to - rob the bank!

Where is there more money than banks?

No!

Banks are the richest places in the world. Like the Federal Reserve, thousands of tons of gold are stored in their vaults.

As long as you are brave, the world will have a big holiday!

Of course, with the brains of a sandman, he may not even know what the Federal Reserve is, let alone how much money is in it.

So he just turned himself into the wind and sand, cruising over New York, to see where there is a bank, or a cash truck.

just!

His eyes lit up, and he found the target——

Two cash transport policemen loaded bags of banknotes into the cash transport van and closed the door of the cash transport van.

They didn't notice at all that a strange cloud of wind and sand was trailing behind the armored vehicle.

The armored van was driving on the road as usual.

No one noticed that on the roof of the armored vehicle, the yellow sand rolled in and gathered to form a yellow sand giant. The body of the yellow sand giant quickly changed from illusory to staring, ferocious and terrifying!

Apparently, on the way from Nevada to New York, the Sand People had roughly learned how to control their superpowers.

"Boom-!!!"

The yellow sand giant smashed down with a fist, which had a strength of over a thousand tons, and it smashed the roof of the armored vehicle with one punch.

Several policemen in the armored van immediately jumped out of the van.

The policemen who jumped out from both sides of the cash transport vehicle saw the yellow sand giant who grabbed the cash transport vehicle, and their faces suddenly became frightened.

One policeman turned around and ran away immediately, but the other policeman did the exact opposite. His good mentality made him raise the gun in his hand, aim at the giant yellow sand, and shoot immediately.

"Bang-bang-!"

The bullet shot on the Sand Man passed through his body, leaving only two tiny bullet holes on his body.

"Roar--!"

The sand man let out a roar, and threw his fist at the policeman. That fist was really bigger than a sandbag, and it seemed that the policeman would be smashed to pieces in the next second.

The police also looked desperate.

It's just that when the huge fist hit the policeman, the fist turned into sand in an instant, wrapped the policeman, and swept away his gun.

After the conditioned anger of the sand man, he calmed down. He was not a murderous maniac, and he didn't want to kill the conscientious policeman, so he let the police go.

The policeman who got in the way was knocked out, and the sandman turned into wind and sand, entered the interior of the armored vehicle that he had captured, and then changed back into a human form, and began to gather the faint green Franklin inside the armored vehicle.

What the Sandman didn't know was that outside, a little spider in a red and blue tights was approaching him quickly between the skyscrapers in New York, relying on the spider's silk.

As the little spider moved forward, he muttered in his mouth: "Damn, why did New York have no such creatures as super villains before I became Spider-Man, but when I became Spider-Man, super villains suddenly appeared , I think this is deliberately embarrassing me, Parker, right?"

"I haven't had my own rest day for a long time. I even missed the appointment with Gwen several times. God, if this continues, my life will be ruined by my part-time job sooner or later. "

"After solving the enemy this time, I will give myself a week off. If a super villain appears during this period, I will ignore it. Even if I starve to death, die outside, and jump off the Empire State Building, I don't care anymore!"

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