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The lucky pick-up van looks no different than its siblings.

It came out of the same mold, and it is actually quite difficult to think differently.On the truck compartment is a huge and arrogant logo of Osborne Enterprises, while the rest are normal and normal gray.

The reason why it became this lucky one is simply because the position it parked in is really good.It's remote enough, hidden enough, it's almost beckoning people to come and stare at it.

Then the next thing was very logical. Peter and Tara carefully concealed their figures and touched them.

Truth be told, the process was easier than they thought.No matter how well-trained those bodyguards are, they are still human beings, at best they can be regarded as an extraordinary group of ordinary people.And these two, one is a real goblin, the other has changed, and they both held their breath, trying to be as cautious as possible, if they were discovered like this, it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

What's more, having five people around a truck was already the limit. No matter how rich old Osborne was, he wasn't free enough to equip each truck with a company of bodyguards—that would be too suffocating.

Besides, he is actually not that rich, let alone compared with Stark and Wayne, and Luther of the Metropolis can easily overwhelm him.After all, he is now on the verge of bankruptcy, remember that military/military contract that was eyed by competitors?If he loses this contract, he will go bankrupt directly!

Well, that's probably not a good way to say it.Thinking of the thick dark circles under the newly appointed President Harry's eyes, Tara silently cut off the association in her mind.

Hidden in the shadow of a bush, Tara flicked her fingers.A few undetectable silver lights flew from her fingertips, aiming precisely at the poor bodyguards beside the truck.

Those figures immediately collapsed, and the two tacitly claimed the five people separately, and then dragged them all into the bushes by the roadside with their spider webs.

Thanks again to the driver of this van for choosing the perfect berth.As long as it doesn't make too much noise, or someone comes to check it out, basically there won't be any worries.

"I didn't know you would..." Peter kicked the person at his feet into the deeper shadows, gesturing at Tara's previous movement, "What is that? An anesthetic?"

Tara glanced at him in surprise—Peter could almost tell her raised eyebrows through the mask: "Why do you think that?" It stunned them."

"Huh?" Peter was taken aback.

Tara misunderstood his rising tone, and quickly explained: "Don't worry, I've controlled the dose, it won't be fatal, at most it's like this..." She glanced at the slight muscle spasms of the group of people, calmly Turn your head away, "Anyway, no one will die."

No, I kind of care about your pause.but……

"It's so cool!" Peter exclaimed in a super soft voice, "You can produce toxin yourself?"

"Of course." Tara nodded. "Can't you?"

Of course, you can't.I'm just an ordinary, mutated middle school student with a physique that surpasses ordinary people.

"Can you give me a little research?" Even through the mask, Tara could imagine the brightened eyes of this man.

"Well, so not only can't you spin silk, you can't even secrete venom." Tara tapped his chin seriously, "Okay, I'm beginning to sympathize with you."

……Please shut up.

The two actually chatted leisurely for a while in such an environment that should be tense and exciting. Then it seemed as if they suddenly remembered that they still had work to do. They jumped out of the bushes and jumped to the side of the truck. .

The compartment uses an electronic lock, which looks very advanced, and the panel will flash blue light when it is opened.

Then the advanced lock was forcibly turned off in Peter's hands.As far as Peter's strength is measured in tons, isn't it just to pinch a lock, a small scene, and a normal heart.

The car door was carefully opened, and the two of them leaned against the door vigilantly, guarding against possible sudden attacks in the car.

The fact is that they were overthinking it. This was an ordinary truck with more flamboyant bodyguards and more delicate locks. There was nothing in the compartment except the goods it had brought.

The goods are fully equipped with the peculiarity of this series of security measures.And it looks expensive.

Some weird and useless instruments, some strange and useless glass containers, and some strange and useless liquids.Those liquids are all packed in special "bottles" with excellent airtightness—anyway, Tara can't quite see what they are—inside, they are stored at low temperature, and they can still be seen coming out when the "cabinet" is opened. white smoke.

Needless to say, those unknown liquids are pretty good-looking, and in terms of color, they seem a little familiar?

Tara frowned, reached out to fish out a bottle, and put it under the light to get a closer look: "What is this?"

"I don't know, some kind of reagent?" Peter shrugged, knowing that he didn't say the answer, "Take it back and study it, as for the others..."

He glanced at the large instruments around him and scratched his head: "Forget about these, I can't take them away anyway."

"Don't you need to smash it?" Tara shook the "bottle" in her hand and turned her head.

"No need..." Peter's tone hesitated.It was the first time for both of them to do such a thing, and they were completely unskilled in their business.

"Then let's go." Tara took out the remaining "bottles" together, wrapped them with spider threads and hung them around her waist, looking like a bomber.

The two of them came in chatting and wandering in, and then strolled out chatting, their leisurely appearance was really annoying.

When the people who ordered the goods came to look for the truck, the two of them had no idea where they had gone.As for whether old Osborne sat up in shock from dying of anger?What does that matter to them?

Tara's apartment has almost become a small base for the two of them. Everything that should not appear under the nose of Peter's dear Aunt May is stored in this apartment.

Mr. Stark was truly prescient.The real and the fake two spider spirits have to sigh with iron man's wisdom every time they add one more item to their inventory.

But now they have encountered a small problem.

"Is the refrigerator warm enough?" Tara untied the string of tinkling "bottles" around her waist, opened the refrigerator door and reached in with her hand.

"Probably... not enough." Peter also touched the inner compartment of the refrigerator in a daze.

The room fell silent.The two spiders with their masks off stared wide-eyed, and for the first time didn't know what to do with the "trophy".

The author has something to say: Tara: I’m just an ordinary spider spirit who can grow bigger, smaller, and beautiful, and can beat and poison people to make fun of others. The ice technique is too high-end, and my race limits my performance :)

Although it is a fairy, it is not a fairy in the mode of cultivating immortals. Its abilities are basically enhanced by the evolution of spiders.

It's time for me to ton ton again, and this time there is an extra big apple, so happy:

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