It's not a superhero, it's a saiyan

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"Wow... so cool~~"

In the noisy cafeteria, Pietro looked at Monkey King in amazement. He gestured to the empty plates piled up on one side, and then stared at Monkey King's stomach for a while. He couldn't believe that it was a human belly. These were eaten It's almost enough food for him to eat for more than a week, and lo and behold, it hasn't stopped yet.

Wanda pursed her lips, looked at Monkey King for a while, couldn't help swallowing, and glanced at Clark secretly.

Noticing Wanda's gaze, Clark smiled at her with some doubts, and continued to eat with his head down. The cook's potato goulash tasted really good, with the freshest potatoes and the freshest beef scraps, and Superb culinary skills--bringing the canteen chef's rough and hot style to its peak.

"Hmm..." Wanda let out a quick breath, scooped a spoonful of food and stuffed it into her mouth. The satisfaction from her stomach filled her with courage. She looked up at Clark again, her eyes straight Looking at him, he asked, "Are you... are you superheroes? I seem to have seen you before, oh, I thought of it, it was ten days ago, that's right, at three o'clock in the afternoon, a huge projection appeared in the sky , It’s just unbelievable, I can’t imagine how it’s done. Really, a lot of people are discussing you, I saw a few idiots burning your portrait yesterday, I think it should be you, I don’t It's going to be wrong, isn't it, Mister Superman?"

"That's right."

"Oh..." Wanda didn't expect to get the answer so simply. After being stunned for a while, she quickly looked around, including that she was still staring at Monkey King and trying to stuff excess food into her stomach, so that her expression was a bit ferocious. Brother Silly couldn't help lowering his voice, "Is it really you? It's like something shameful."

Clark couldn't help laughing: "Actually, I'm also surprised by this. Maybe people don't think that superheroes also need to work to fill their stomachs."

Wanda looked at Monkey King again, and nodded with approval: "Fortunately, I don't have to raise a brother who has such a terrible appetite—look at his suffering now, thank God he doesn't have such talent—then we must have Just starved to death. Well, I actually thought you guys were… over the top.” She made a funny gesture, as if mocking some beings in the sky, “The truth is, I hate superheroes, very much ...you don't seem to mind that."

Clark wiped his mouth, stopped eating, he thought for a while, and said: "I think it's obvious, if someone likes us, someone will hate us, even hate us, especially now, you seem very sensible, So… there's nothing wrong with that."

"Okay, that sounds like a compliment, but you're making a good impression on me. You know, I just hate one of you, I hate him, and if he's standing in front of me, I'm gonna pick up my chair Hit him on the head."

"Tony Stark." Pietro finally gave up torturing his stomach, and stretched out his head, "The weapon he made killed our parents and almost killed us. The thing I want to do most is to blow him up I hope you won't be offended by saying this, you don't look like you'd be friends with arrogant, cold, unscrupulous playboys. Well, I don't usually say that casually to people, but It doesn't matter, even if the whole world finds out, it won't shake our determination."

"Are you talking about Tin Can Man?" Sun Wukong burped and joined the conversation.

"Wow, that's a nice name, I love it."

"Yes."

Clark avoided the question of familiarity with Stark, which is a complicated question, and he asked: "So, what do you want to do about Stark, you seem to really plan to, um, blow him up head of."

Wanda and Pietro looked at each other, and Wanda said: "Although we don't mind our plan being known by others, to be honest, we really didn't find a way, after all, he is Tony Stark."

"If only we could be as good as you." Pietro looked at the food on his plate, twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help retching.

Wanda gave Pietro a white look, and said again: "But thank you for the lunch, we had a great meal, and now we are about to go to work, goodbye."

"goodbye!"

After the twins left, Sun Wukong carried the empty plates and put them where they should be, and walked to the new work place with Clark.It's not that there are too many jobs on this farm, but that there are too few people working, and everyone is working non-stop. Because the two of them are too efficient, the owner here is even going to fire four more people who used to do these jobs. The living person, it was Monkey King who performed an empty-handed gravel to stop him.

"Clark, do you think... that... I remember, Mr. Stark is a bad guy?"

"No matter what we think, in the eyes of the brothers and sisters, it is obvious that Stark is one of the important reasons for those tragedies, and I don't think we have the position to judge their right or wrong." Clark said lightly. "Judging from their accents, they should be from the city of Sokovia, not far from here. A tragic war broke out there. Just nine years ago, I saw related news reports. deep impression."

Sun Wukong's eyes were going to go round and round, and it sounded so complicated, as if it couldn't be the same as before, if he was a bad person, he could beat him to the ground.

"If they really fight, are we going to help?" Sun Wukong was a little distressed.

Clark patted him on the shoulder: "I don't think you need to think about this issue for the time being. They are just ordinary people now, and it is difficult to hurt Stark."

"Well... well, I'm going to find that annoying foreman first, and I'm going to tell him that it's wrong to bully others." Sun Wukong nodded to himself, and before leaving, he thought of something and looked at Clark seriously. , "That...you really don't know what Hina means, Clark."

"I'll explain it to you when we're free."

"Okay, thank you, Clark."

Sun Wukong went to find the foreman in a happy mood, but he was not at his resting place. Sun Wukong asked other people, coupled with his sensitive nose, it took more than ten minutes to find him.

The foreman named Lauder was leading several farm security guards and trapped the twins, and Pietro had a red slap on his face.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Monkey King jumped into the encirclement without thinking.

"You..." Seeing Sun Wukong, Lauder took a step back and bumped into the security guard behind him, but the strong and solid body of the security guard seemed to give him a sense of security. He shook his shoulders, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Hey, that...who, if you meddle any more, hey, there are no eyes on the fist."

"Despicable guy, but even if you fight together, you can't beat me." Monkey King stuck out his tongue at Lauder and made a face.Before he finished speaking, several people around them fell to the ground softly, obviously passed out, and Lauder directly fell to the ground, with red marks formed by blood congestion appearing on his neck.

"Wow~" Pietro exclaimed exaggeratedly, showing a strange expression because of pulling the wound, but he didn't care, just looked at Monkey King with fiery eyes, almost as if he was about to pounce on him, "How did you do that? of?"

"Huh? I'm just faster."

"Is that your superpower? It's so fast that I didn't even notice you moving. That's... so cool." Pietro trembled with excitement.

Sun Wukong scratched his head: "I'm really just faster. I'm a martial artist, and my speed is due to cultivation, not superpowers."

"Cultivation?" Pietro gestured a few ninja moves in the movie, "Hey, ha, hey, ha... Hey, hoo, is this kind of cultivation, can I learn it too?"

"Pietro!" Wanda glared at him.

"Don't you think that's really cool, is it a ninja, or a Chinese kongfu?"

Sun Wukong looked at him blankly.

"Sorry, Pietro has a problem with his head. Thank you for saving us. I think no one will dare to trouble us after this time. Thank you very much." Wanda said earnestly.

"Haha, he is too much." Sun Wukong touched his head and smiled happily, "Uh, if you want to practice, I can teach you, but I don't know if you can feel Qi."

Pietro rushed over immediately: "Can you really teach us? Do we have to learn from teachers? We also have to memorize a lot of school rules and keep the precepts. I think I can't do it..."

Wanda directly covered his mouth.

"Let's sit down there and talk."

"Actually, we also know that only when we become stronger can we find trouble with Stark, but..." As soon as he sat down, Pietro couldn't wait to say, "We have no money, and we don't have terrible abilities." He looked at his hands, and his tone became confused, "So we are considering accepting an invitation from a laboratory, a... mysterious private laboratory, they seem to be preparing to do some tempting and dangerous experiments, and it happens to be us The kind that is needed. So... can we really learn from you, we have to be as strong as you."

"I don't know, but as long as you keep practicing, you will definitely become stronger."

"How long did it take you to become so powerful?" Wanda asked calmly.

"Hey?" Sun Wukong thought for a while, counted on his fingers for a while, and gestured the number six, "I have been studying with Teacher Wutian for six years, um, six years, ah, that is really an interesting memory ah."

"Six years..." Wanda obviously felt that six years was too long, although they had already spent nine years in hatred.

"Six years, that sounds like a miracle."

"I don't know how many years it took that... Mr. Superman?"

"Hey?"

"Uh, don't you guys... how do you say it, brother?" Pietro's eyes widened, "I can't imagine that people as powerful as you all have different sources of power, which is simply unbelievable. What a... luxury, isn't it, Wanda"

"Actually, I thought they were a couple." Wanda shrugged.