fifth star

"What kind of behavior determines what kind of person you will become, and what you do will definitely pay the price in the future."

"The environment determines growth, but some people are born with bad seeds."

"like me……"

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Tony had no doubt that if he dared to evade a word, the sword around his neck would cut his head off.

He, Tony Stark, CEO of Stark Industries, playboy, philanthropist, genius who escaped the Middle East and made Mark's armor, will die at the hands of some "innocent" citizen of New York, and because he smashed On the balcony of someone's house, the air waves set off by the way made a mess of what looked like a bedroom.

Tony: "..."

"I..." He opened his mouth, and the lines blurted out quickly, "Stark Industries will pay all your maintenance and property expenses, and the money will be transferred to your account immediately...Miss?"

The deadly knife was retracted, and before Tony could even see what was happening, the sword disappeared as if it had never been there.

The owner of the house was wearing shorts and suspenders. He must have just woken up from a sleep, and his hair was still messy.Her back was turned to Tony, and Tony couldn't see her clearly.

Still, it always feels a little familiar.

"If I haven't received it, I'll go to Mr. Stark and ask for it in person." The messy-haired woman said, "Now, if you don't want the headlines in tomorrow's newspapers to be that the CEO of Stark Industries is trespassing on people's houses in high-tech armor, I suggest that you'd better leave quickly..." At the end she added——

"I don't really want to deal with the police."

Tony: "..." Was he threatened?

In fact, Tony doesn't mind being in the headlines of the news, he is Tony Stark, even if it is because of a "little accident" that caused negative news——

His negative news is still less?

So he completely ignored the threat of the house owner. He heard the screams and "Fuck" from the upstairs and downstairs neighbors outside, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

One even yelled: "Take care of your cat!"

cat?Where did the cat come from?

However, the residents around here seem to be completely accustomed to the movement in the middle of the night. After a few curses, they each turn off the lights and go to bed and stop shouting. The owner of the house doesn't care about the complaints of the neighbors. She found the glass that was still alive in the dusty room. I was about to pour myself a glass of water, but I didn't expect that the kettle was also broken.

Hela: "..."

She also wants to scold FucK now.

The culprit walked around the messy room in his armor, even staring at a crooked picture frame on the wall.

"Nice painting, who painted it?" Tony asked casually.

"Don't think that because your surname is Stark, I dare not drive you out..." Hela couldn't bear it anymore, "Please leave my house and pay the compensation in time, or do you want me to drive you out?"

"Don't be so tempered, sweetheart..." The playboy's sweet words came easily, his big caramel-colored eyes looked at Hela who had no image at all and her hair covered half of her face, and showed a self-confident and charming smile, "Perhaps you'd like to stay somewhere else tonight? How's the beach in Malibu?"

"Uh……"

"Hey, Manhattan Police Department? I've got a crazy freak breaking into houses here, um, he calls himself Tony Stark, you'll be there soon? Oh that's great, yes I'll try to keep myself safe. "

Tony?

Did she really call the police?

【Sir, the alarm call is real...】

Jarvis dutifully reminded.

Tony: "Mute."

Countless blond hot girls all over the United States want to sleep with him for a night. Now that he personally delivered it to their door, someone kicked him out?

The president was possessed by drama, Tony said: "Okay, I apologize for my rudeness, and I will satisfy your request, good night sweetheart."

In the end, he stood on the dilapidated balcony, gave Hela a wink with those big eyes under the night sky, and then the controller armor flew away.

"Jarvis, check this baby."

【Received, sir...】

Hela: "..."

Should it be said that Howard's child is too similar to him, or should it be said that fate is such a wonderful fate?

No, anyway, her house—

The next second, a transfer message came from the phone.

All right, she forgives Tony Stark.

He is so generous, and though it should be, he gives way too much.

This not-so-pleasant hasty meeting ended when Hela unilaterally drove the person away. After that, she didn't care about Tony's search for her information all night, and she was anxious and confused all night. The next day, Stark After the maintenance and property sent by the industry came to her door, she took her bag and went back to work.

Holding the coffee bought on the side of the road in her hand, Hela was sipping her coffee carelessly while brushing a new article in the corridor. She saw the report about the balcony where her family suffered for nothing. In the news, she and Stark only The word is not mentioned.Immediately afterwards, a text message from Nick Fury came over.

Just as Hela was about to click on the reply message, she was attracted by a noise.

The students' lockers are on both sides of the corridor. This place has always been a place where girls stuff love letters to their crushes, or where boys want to mess with people. Well, accidents happen frequently.

An accident is happening right now.

Hila usually subconsciously hides her aura.So as long as she wants, she can stay silently, no one will notice her, just like now.

She saw Mike Gargan, the thorn in the class, bullying Peter Parker.

While the children around were watching, Ned Ritz wanted to go up and help.But it's a pity that he can't beat the strong Mike who looks like a bull.

"So, you're ignoring me - openly fighting in the hallway? Mr. Gargan, Mr. Parker?"

Hela interrupted the impending campus violence with a loud voice, and looked at Mike with those cold dark green eyes, which made Mike feel like he was being targeted by a poisonous tongue, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

"Oh, of course not, Teacher Helena, we are just... communicating, yes communicating."

Mike gave Peter a warning look, then left with his little brother, and the others dispersed.

Only Ned hurried over to care about his little friend.

Silence is the best accomplice.

Hela went straight back to the office. She put down her coffee and clicked on Nick Fury's message. Then she saw Nick Fury asking her if she knew how Stark escaped from the Ten Commandments Gang.

[Do you want to know that there are countless ways? 】

【I sent someone to go】

【and then? 】

【Reservation required】

puff……

You don't need to think about it, if it's that bald and honest detective, you will definitely not be able to contact Tony Stark. Most likely he was stopped by his conscientious secretary and forgot.

【This is nothing, you will know later...】

Hela stopped paying attention to Nick Fury after sending the message. The deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was used to her trickery and didn't bother her anymore.

【By the way, arrange a place for me...】

Hela saw the dust on her body, and added another one to Nick Fury.

The students were a little curious about where Hela went after not coming to work for more than a month. Of course, Hela would not tell them. In today's class, she kept pointing to Mike to answer questions. Every time she called Mike's name, She could always see the schadenfreude on that fat little Ned face.

This seems to be a long-standing grudge.

The students all knew that Hela was "punishing" Mike for bullying Peter this morning, but Mike dared not speak out, and Hela had a reasonable excuse every time.

"There is one more thing before get out of class ends..." Hella said, "Your homeroom teacher is not here today, let me tell you on his behalf. The day after tomorrow's extracurricular experience is to visit Osbourne. Remember to bring your camera."

After speaking, the classroom burst into cheers.

For teenagers of this age, everything is good except study, and they are willing to do everything except study.

Of course, it seemed that some people lacked interest in this kind of activity, but Hela didn't care about that, and she didn't have to lead the team.

The address Nick Fury had given her was in an apartment complex in Queens not far from where she used to live.

Haila stopped by to buy a few changes of clothes on her way home from get off work, and it was already late when she arrived.

When she opened the door with the key hidden under the carpet, the neighbor's door just opened.

"Oh, this house hasn't been lived in for a long time, miss, who are you?" A woman wearing glasses pushed the door open. She looked a little old, but she was still charming.

"A friend's house, stay for a few days." Hela said.

"That's really great. I made some scones. It looks like you haven't prepared dinner either. Would you like to come and eat?" the neighbor asked enthusiastically.

Hela: "..."

She thought for a while that she didn't seem to have eaten, so she nodded and agreed.

"You must try it. This is a new recipe I just tried today. It is guaranteed to be delicious. By the way, my name is Mei. How about you?"

"You can call me Helena."

"Helena? What a nice name—Peter? Why did you come back so late today? Where are you going?" Hearing the movement downstairs, Mei poked her head out and saw that her nephew was about to run away just as he went upstairs. .

Peter?

Hela poked her head out, and sure enough, what she saw was the poor little girl who was being bullied today.Unexpectedly, this place is opposite to Peter's house. Is this woman Peter's mother?

"Ah uh... yes Aunt May, I... I just..."

How do you explain that you just wanted to run away when you got home?

Seeing Aunt May and Teacher Helena standing together, talking and laughing happily, Peter almost subconsciously wondered whether it was because he read comics in class last month, plus what happened today, Teacher Helena finally came to visit her home——Helena Will the teacher tell Aunt Mei what happened at school today?

Oh god, it would be a disaster if Aunt May found out.

"No, you don't want to..." Aunt Mei said, "Hurry up and have dinner."

Peter: "..."

"Is this your son?" Hela asked.

"Oh, it's my nephew..." Aunt Mei put her hand on Peter's shoulder, smiling and showing off her outstanding child to the new neighbor, "Peter, this is our new neighbor, Helena."

"I didn't expect this to be your home, classmate Peter Parker..." Hela greeted with a smile.

"Um... yes, Teacher Helena." Peter shrank his neck and greeted stiffly.

May: "Teacher? Are you a teacher at Peter's school?"

She looked at Hela in surprise, and then became more enthusiastic, "Peter caused you trouble at school, no matter what, you must come to my house for dinner today."

She couldn't feel the trembling shoulders of her nephew at all.

Seeing Peter's worries in her eyes, Hela showed a meaningful smile and said, "Thank you for your generosity."

She is not a nosy person, and school affairs are settled at school. If Peter continues like this, and if he is bullied but does not resist, then it will be useless for her to meddle in that matter.

only--

Why did Peter look at her with sympathy and concern?

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