[Comprehensive] Refined dollar bills

The matter came to an end like this, and Marnie did not bring up the matter of looking for the captain as eagerly as before, of course, because she had already obtained Tony's permission for this matter.

After a while, the police station actually sent someone to send the thank you letter to the school. Every time Marnie passed the bulletin board at the school gate, she would see a picture of Peter Parker smiling sheepishly there.

To tell the truth, Marnie didn't understand, why did Peter come to her if he had no intention of getting anything from her?

"Maybe that kid likes you." Without looking up, Tony stretched out his hand in her direction, and Marnie handed him the coffee, watched Tony take a sip of the coffee, and then continued to work on the work at hand , without delaying to teach her a lesson, "Marnie, to be honest, you have reached the age to fall in love. When I was your age, my girlfriend could use 'beat' to count."

"Then how many dozen girlfriends do you have?" Marnie said indifferently, but she still sat on the stool beside her honestly, and said, "But then again, Tony, why didn't you tell me that Peter was the one who flew all day long?" Spider-Man flying around?"

Tony glanced at her quickly: "Why did I tell you?"

"You told me about Captain," Marnie blinked. "It's easy to say, 'Hey, Marnie, that guy was Spider-Man just now'."

Tony put down the screwdriver, picked up the gadget he had just finished, weighed it in his hand, and said thoughtfully, "In my impression, Peter doesn't particularly want his identity to be known."

"Why?" Marnie frowned, "When I asked him, he didn't hesitate much."

Tony rolled his eyes at her: "That's why I said maybe that kid likes you."

"Then... what should I do?" Marnie was a little embarrassed, "Is it enough for me to send him a box of money?"

"You are so proud of being ambiguous," Tony sneered, "You are worthy of being a member of the Stark family."

Marnie, of course, heard that this sentence was a taunt, and immediately felt a little unhappy: "I just thought about it, but I didn't put it into action. I'm not a prodigal. Don't get me wrong."

"You lose whatever you want," Tony slapped the table boldly, "You can't lose anyway."

The atmosphere fell into a momentary embarrassment.

Tony rubbed his nose, but then again, it's a real rich man's face to say such embarrassing things so naturally - yes, as Peter Parker's friend said.

"By the way, have you seen him lately?" Tony asked. "It's the one we saw in the alley last time, Peter Parker's boyfriend, I remember his name—"

Boyfriend... Marnie snorted coldly, recalling a sleazy look in her mind, and said angrily, "Wade Wilson. I have engraved this name on my heart."

"Don't be like this, honey, to be honest, although you kicked him, he didn't hurt you." Tony said pertinently, "From this point of view, he is still a pretty good person."

Marnie expressed dissatisfaction: "Please, he has said that about me, do you still think he is a good person?"

"Not really a good guy, but at least it's just lip service," Tony winked at her. "Trust me, a good talker isn't a villain—you know why?"

Marnie shrugged and said she didn't know.

"Because bad people keep those bad words in their hearts," Tony explained to her solemnly. "After a long time, the malice in their hearts will pile up like a mountain, and when they find an opportunity, they will explode."

Tony finally came to a conclusion: "So talking tuberculosis is not a bad person."

Marnie: "..." In the final analysis, it's to clear yourself up, right?

Later, when Marnie recalled Tony’s words, she couldn’t agree more. There really was a character who was both talkative and a villain. Not only that, but this guy was living a prosperous life. Of course, it would take a long time for her to visit London. Only then can conclusions be drawn.

But being interrupted by Tony, Marnie's mind was filled with the scene of the guy with unknown facial features running the train with his mouth full of mouth, and some crazy words quickly came up together, and she shuddered suddenly——

"What's wrong?" Tony asked curiously, noticing her movements.

Marnie glanced at him, and replied sadly: "It's all your fault for mentioning that guy, my mind is full of all kinds of swear words now."

Tony couldn't help laughing out loud: "You can think about dirty words, but don't think about certain parts."

"Ahhh—you've brainwashed me again!"

Marnie is also very heartbroken. She feels as if her thoughts have been thrown into a big dye vat called "Wade's Mouth Cannon", and she keeps telling her words that should be coded in full screen, but these words are still very picturesque. feel.

The troubles brought by Peter Parker were easily dispelled by the evil force Wade.

But this does not mean that Peter will just disappear into the vast crowd.

Spider-Man was squatting on the roof of the building, and next to him was a guy dressed similarly to him, but the movements of the two were completely different. Peter was poking around on the phone screen, while Wade was scribbling on the paper. painting.

"I haven't seen Marnie recently."

Peter put down his phone, and the interface stayed in his mailbox to receive mail. There was a paper Marnie sent a few weeks ago, which was the paper on the study of stray cats. The content of the mail was quite businesslike, without a single extra letter.

Peter thought wistfully, "I suspect she's avoiding me."

"Your suspicion is correct," Wade complained, who had no intention of solving his problems, "I think she was hiding correctly, otherwise I would have to be like the one drawn on this paper—"

Peter turned his head and saw that Wade had drawn a red figure on the paper, and in front of him was a pile of green pennies, and the red figure was setting fire to those pennies.

Peter pursed his lips: "Is this you?"

"Yes," Wade pointed to the burning pennies next to him, and then said, "This is that Marnie Dole."

"You really can't make a fortune like this," Peter smiled. "After all, you have to burn all the dollar bills."

"Brother has been poor for so long, do you still care about being poor?" Deadpool expressed his disdain, and then his attitude became a little loose, "Of course, getting rich is also very good, after all-you see, buddies need to rely on their mutant genetic self to meet bullets. Heal, but the rich Iron Man is different, shit, their robots can even protect him."

Peter nodded in agreement, then patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, do you know what superheroes are said on Twitter? The rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation."

Wade, who relied on mutation, felt an arrow in his heart.

"Representative character," Peter said with emotion and was deeply hurt, "Spider-Man, Captain America."

No Deadpool?

Wade turned his head in surprise: "Why is there no me!"

"Who knows, maybe it's not well-known?" Peter stabbed him again with a smile.

Wade was stunned for two seconds, then turned his head to write quickly, and there was another spider on the burning thing on the paper.Needless to say, the painting is quite vivid.

"Another representative character, Captain America, do you know?" Peter introduced, "That is the childhood idol of many people, of course, including me. The last time Marnie said that she took me to meet him, and then we met on the street. met."

"Wait, you said you planned to meet him last time?" Wade rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "I think I know how to find money."

"You're going to sit back and wait?" Peter asked. "That's a waste of time."

Wade looked disdainful: "I think it's a waste of time to catch car thieves, robbers, and thieves with you every day. Where does the captain live?"

Peter warily didn't tell him: "No, I don't know."

"I can see through your eyes that you are lying," Wade bumped his shoulder, "Say it, don't worry, I guarantee that I will only look at her from a distance, and I will never meet her face to face."

He couldn't understand this, so Peter asked curiously, "Then why are you going to see her?"

"I have to find out if she will summon diamonds or oil again." Wade patted Tianling Gai with lingering fear, "To be honest, being hit by a diamond is very happy, but it really hurts, especially when I know After you gave the diamond to the police, I feel my heart ache even more."

Peter looked righteous: "That should have been handed over to the police."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say..."