[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

The air conditioner was on and the wind was whistling, and he didn't close the shades, letting the sun shine through the window, leaving bright white spots on Fast's legs.

Fast was slumped on the sofa in the room, his slender limbs stretched out and resting on the edge of the sofa, his legs were dangling, his head was resting on the armrest of the sofa, and he was fiddling with the phone in his hand, as if he was very serious.

The TV in the living room is broadcasting the news, and the calm female voice is telling the latest news about Gotham, the one about the Ferris wheel and fireworks.

Indeed, he is playing match [-] games very seriously.

Fast was wasting his time, and there was still more than a month before he would renew his life for the Death God, and he also had enough funds to ensure that he would not be forced to go out during this period because he could not eat.

He even said hello to Clark, saying that he would be very busy due to the recent performances organized by the school.

Clark was so sensible that he didn't even call him for fear of disturbing Fast.

He likes the feeling of wasting time and relaxing his whole body. Fast yawned with drooping eyelids. He put down his mobile phone and put it on his chest. His eyes twinkled, and he was about to fall asleep again.

Did he forget something?

..no?

Just like that, Fast closed his eyes slowly.

Fast had just fallen asleep for 2 minutes, when the rapid ringtone of the mobile phone accompanied by the vibration of his chest woke Fast up. Fast's whole body twitched, and his eyes remained confused.

He squinted and stared at the somewhat blurred screen. This was an unfamiliar number, and the background of the call was Iron Man.

Seeing this picture, Fast recalled some things, and he tapped his head with his fingers, with a somewhat annoyed expression.

Tony Stark asked him to call him when he was free.

He was busy here and there these days, and he didn't think about it at all. He even said that the business card Fast that Stark handed him had long been thrown into the washing machine with the clothes.

Fast answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. Stark."

Tony Stark on the other end of the phone raised an eyebrow, and after he took a bite of the onion ring, he joked without malice: "Yes, hello. Thank you for remembering my name."

"I guess you and your newspaper boyfriend must have had a very romantic few days, otherwise I really can't think of a reason not to respond to Stark's olive branch." Stark said teasingly.

"But you're really not very smart, obviously, how can dating a boyfriend be more important than talking to a Stark." Stark squinted and dipped the onion rings in ketchup.

At the same time, Stark also instructed his artificial intelligence. "On Friday, the ketchup was not fresh, so I called someone to resend it."

Listening to the newspaper boyfriend that Stark said quickly, Fast analyzed that Stark knew the identity of Superman.

There was surprise in Peter Parker's eyes when he saw Clark that day, and Peter and Clark even gestured to each other.

It appears that superheroes know each other's secrets, Fast speculates.

Therefore, Fast is just asking questions normally. "Did you know that Clark was a newspaper reporter?"

Stark had noticed his quick talk a long time ago, and he had already figured out how to respond. "Of course. Clark Kent is a well-known reporter for the Daily Planet."

Fast had no intention of pursuing this matter.

Fast: "Mr. Stark, what are you looking for?"

Tony's voice over the phone was a little distorted, and he couldn't hear his emotions clearly. "I have seen your work, it is very good."

Fast raised his eyebrows and replied politely: "It is my honor to receive your appreciation."

"Not the polite ones. I got some new inspiration from your work, and I want to discuss with you about incorporating 'EMP' into some of my works, like the Iron Suit or something."

"If you don't want to discuss the details with me, I can buy the finished 'EMP' from you. Stark Industries will provide you with the materials and pay you a purchase fee higher than your price."

Tony said proudly: "Of course, the price is negotiable, just drive it."

Fast shrugged. He didn't care about the money. To be honest, he had already guessed that after the design draft of 'EMP' leaked out, someone would come to him.Because 'EMP' is used properly, the world will enter a new era of weapons.

However, Fast did not expect that Tony Stark would be the first to find him. He thought it would be the military who would find him first?But now it seems that this expert in electronic engineering understands the importance of 'EMP' before the military.

Fast sat up, changed his posture and put it on the sofa, and replied: "It is my honor to help you, I don't need to be paid, I will answer everything for you to help you develop 'EMP', help you You are also helping the world."

Faster paused and continued: "Besides, you helped me a lot not long ago."

Tony Stark understood what Fast said, and he was referring to the MIT exam application form.

But in fact, it is not something that is difficult to get, and admission to MIT is all his own efforts. He proved to MIT that he has the strength to enter the institute and the Department of Electrical Engineering.

So if you don't get paid for nothing, Stark will not take the credit. "No, Kid. It's none of my business that you proved yourself and that you're a good fit for MIT."

Fast was unmoved, and he calmly pushed the credit back to Stark. "It can't be said that if you give me a 'chance', I can't get into MIT at all."

Hearing this, Stark didn't want to continue talking to Fast on this topic. "I think we should meet as soon as possible? If possible, I hope it will be today. There are some things in the design draft that I don't understand and some details that I haven't mentioned. I need to know."

Fast sighed silently, it seemed his vacation was over.

His poor, 'long vacation' ended before he had seriously enjoyed it.

"Okay, Mr. Stark. Need an appointment now?"

Fast put his mobile phone on the sofa, he stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet, and at the same time reached out to take off his home jacket, he randomly pulled out a T-shirt from the closet and put it on.

"I'm outside the school gate, just come out when you're ready." Stark put away the paper bag containing the onion rings and threw it out of the car window.

Fast paused when he was pulling on his pants, and he remembered that Tony Stark didn't know that he didn't live on campus.

The corner of Fast's mouth twitched, it seemed that he had to use his little trick to rush to school. "Okay, I'll come out after I change my clothes."

"Help me call Peter, just in time to check and accept his study results recently."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Fast changed his clothes very quickly and wiped his face. At the same time, a black shadow appeared at the bottom of Fast's feet, causing water waves, and Fast sank into the world of shadows.

At this time, Peter and Ned were sitting on the bar in the living room, discussing the latest news intensely.

A piece of news was suspended on the mobile phones in their hands. The headline read, "A man was bitten to death by poisonous insects and his whole body was swollen. This is the seventh victim killed by poisonous insects this month." '

Peter said: "This is clearly a conspiracy, Ned. How can so many people be killed by spiders in a month? The probability of this happening is very low."

Ned retorted: "You are too sensitive, you really should take a good rest. Wasn't there a news broadcast not long ago? Some live poisonous insects were lost in the goods smuggled from Africa before, maybe these poisonous insects did it."

Peter was not convinced by Ned at all, he felt very bad in his heart, and he always trusted his instincts. "I don't think it's that simple."

Ned opened his mouth, about to refute more.

Click.

The sound of the door being opened caught their attention, and together they turned to where the sound came from.

I saw Fast with his back to them, closing the room that belonged to him but that no one had ever set foot in except the day Fast moved in.

Fast was wearing a black T-shirt and ripped jeans, a light-colored canvas bag on his back, and a black peaked cap pulled low on his head.

He turned around, his green eyes calmly glanced at the two people sitting on the bar with shocked expressions, and raised his hand to greet them with a calm expression.

Acting as if he actually lived here and just stayed in his room all the time.

Peter quickly figured out how Fast appeared in the room. He was taken to the Shadow World by the Pale Knight and used to travel between two places. Fast must have returned to school in the same way.

But Ned didn't know that.

All he knew was that there was suddenly an extra person in the empty room, his roommate who had never been to school and seemed to be a nominal one.

His roommate, who hasn't been seen since enrolling, is also a superhero.

If other superheroes were roommates with him, Ned would jump up for joy. Look, he is an ordinary person surrounded by superheroes, which is what many people dream of.

But that person was the Pale Knight, who happened to be his least favorite superhero.

Ned's body stiffened almost instantly. He didn't know what movements and expressions to put on, and he was even cautious about breathing.

Fast raised his head slightly, and explained simply: "I have something to do, I need to go out."

"And... what you just discussed, if you take action, bring me with you." His meaning is very simple, if you want a superhero to act, remember to bring him.

Fast had just taken two steps when he remembered something and turned to Peter. "Tony Stark asked you to come with me."

Peter's eyes lit up when Mr. Stark called to him, and he jumped off the bar stool and walked quickly to Fast.

"Did Mr. Stark tell me what to do? Is there a new mission?" Peter, who remembered that Fast knew his identity, was speechless.

"Check your study results."

"Oh..." Peter flattened his mouth in disappointment.

The two closed the door, leaving Ned sitting alone on the bar. He came back to his senses and looked at the closed bedroom door in shock.

Well, Peter, you really have forgotten your good brother with the Pale Knight.

At the same time, Ned glanced at the door of Faster's room, wanting to see if there was any mechanism installed in Faster's room.

Ned was sure, he swore, that he had been in the living room all day and had never seen anyone open the bedroom door, not even knock.

Fast is definitely not the right way to go.

Surveillance at MIT is everywhere, and even Peter can't sneak back to school as Spider-Man.

So Ned guessed that there must be some mechanism in Fast's room.

Ned stared at the black door, desire formed in his heart, but in the end he gave up the idea cowardly.

QAQ.

If the Pale Knight found himself moving in his room, he would definitely beat him up, and judging from Peter's recent performance, Peter would definitely turn to Fast and watch him get beaten up.

At most, before he was about to be killed, persuade Fast.

The author has something to say: Xiaofa and Rocky have a very high degree of compatibility, and both of them like to poke around.

After the two met, they had a heated discussion about the waist stabbing, and generally talked and laughed.

Bat and Saul hesitated to speak.

After that, the bat always felt chilly on his back, and later he found that Xiaofa always 'inadvertently' glanced at his lower back, and gestured with a knife.

One night, the bats pressed Xiaofa against the wall to dry him. "You are so cool now, thanks to my waist, are you sure you want to poke it? Huh?"

Xiaofa's face was flushed, he hesitated and couldn't speak.