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"Wow! So you didn't tell your little girlfriend about this?" Stark temporarily stopped what he was doing, leaned back, and crossed his legs comfortably.

"What? Mr. Stark, how do you know about us..." Peter's excited tongue was tied, and he rubbed his head with a silly smile, "Very, obviously?"

Stark and Tara rolled their eyes at the same time, unable to bear to see him so stupid.

"To put it simply, Peter is not like you, he is not a mutant." Stark calmly ignored Peter's two words, and turned to explain to Tara.

I'm not a mutant either Thanks.Tara curled her lip.

"This kid was bitten by a spider and mutated." Stark spread his hands.

Who knew that Tara would be terrified when she heard this, and turned her head suddenly, looking at Peter like she was looking at some merciless scumbag: "Have you been bitten by other spiders?"

wait wait wait?Is this the point?Peter's spider sensor sounded like a reminder, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"I mean, accident! That was an accident!" Peter waved his hands again and again, "At that time, I went to Osborn Corporation to visit their technology exhibition, and then..."

He was taken aback suddenly: "The spider that bit me belonged to Osborn, so these..." He looked at those bottles and jars hesitantly.

Tara is not a person who can't figure it out. She gave Peter a look of "I'll settle the score with you later", and waved like a big brother: "Come here."

Well, I knew I wouldn't get over this easily.Peter quickly moved over.

The girl pulled his wrist over and sniffed it under her nose. Peter was so surprised that he almost thought he had some weird smell on him.

Then he was licked.He could even clearly feel the slight hook of the tip of his tongue when it left.

"Ta, Tara, you, what are you doing, what are you doing?" Peter blushed and his voice was small.

Miss Spider Spirit glanced at him, snorted softly, lifted her lips to reveal sharp canine teeth, and then bit down hard.

"Awwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhqs?" Peter immediately howled out.After howling, he felt a little ashamed, pursed his lips aggrievedly, and looked at Tara pitifully, "What are you doing, why are you biting me all of a sudden?"

Tara licked away the bead of blood that came out of his wrist, and seeing that he looked like a puppy whose head had been bounced off, Tara licked a few more soothing mouthfuls, leaving only a shallow tooth mark.

Then she faced Stark solemnly: "It is indeed the same, it is a spider of the same origin." She then mumbled in a low voice, "It turns out that it is only half a spider spirit, no wonder it can't spin silk."

"It seems that the old guy is really thinking about it, he has a lot of appetite!" Stark sneered disdainfully.

"It's strange," Tara looked confused, "I've never seen this species of spider, or even heard of it."

"That's so strange." Stark got busy again, focusing on two tasks, "These are all mutation products from experiments, and it's normal if you haven't seen them before."

"Experiment..." Tara nodded thoughtfully.

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"Trash! A bunch of trash!" Norman Osborn's face was black like some kind of beast, and his voice was hoarse. "I paid so much money to hire you, and I can't even protect a thing! Trash!"

He was panting heavily, his chest heaving like a broken bellows: "I didn't even see the attacker's face, and they were all nothing, hmph, where are the mercenaries!"

He calmed down his breath, and said in a gloomy voice, "Find the things for me, and, I want to know who is so courageous!"

Waving his hands, seeing these useless guys leave, Norman opened his neckline in front of the mirror, touched the terrifying blue scales on his neck with trembling hands: "Time is running out..."

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"Oh? Two kids are here?" The red-haired glamorous agent pushed the door open and walked in, raising his eyebrows, "Did I hit a good time?"

"A rare visitor! You don't even have to run around the world?" Stark snapped his fingers and signaled to the manipulator beside him, "Give Dad a bottle of Coke!"

"Actually, I just came back from traveling around the world." Natasha snatched the Coke brought by the robot hand, "You are so kind, Stark."

"That's my Coke!" Tuo Sansui's eyes widened, "How can you grab my Coke?"

Natasha opened the pull ring lightly, and took a sip from her lips: "What did you say?"

She watched Stark's hair blowing contentedly, and greeted the two little ones with her red lips hooked: "Natasha Romanov."

"Black, black widow?!" Peter had the familiar expression of seeing an idol again, he grabbed Tara's hand and shook it vigorously.

"I, I, I'm Peter Parker! Nice to meet you!" Look, the kid's excited honorifics all ran out.

"I know you, Mr. Parker." The female agent took the initiative to shake hands with him, "Do you need an autograph?"

"Yes, can you?!"

"I'm Tara Reid," Tara wrinkled her nose in doubt, "Are you...'Black Widow'?"

The tone was a bit strange, it didn't seem like she was calling her nickname, but it seemed like she was really calling the spider named "Black Widow".

Natasha squinted her eyes, and was about to answer, when Peter, who had just been rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find paper and pens, jumped out and pulled his little girlfriend aside.

"She, she, she is not a spider, really not!" The boy carefully lowered his voice, but it was not difficult for Natasha, who had undergone physical enhancement, to hear it clearly.

"Of course I know that." Tara pinched his face, "She doesn't smell of 'Black Widow'."

Peter immediately looked relieved, which made Tara laugh for a while.

"What are you guys up to?" Natasha casually put the Coke can on the coffee table and changed the subject.

"I'm digging out the little secrets of that old guy Osborne." Stark dragged his voice, seemingly still thinking about his can of Coke that was cut off halfway.

"Do you need help? I'm not too busy recently." Natasha shrugged her shoulders with a normal expression.

Stark rolled his eyes: "You are not too busy? That one-eyed man is willing to let you go?"

He turned his head and saw the two little ones gnawing their ears together, and raised his hand to knock on the armrest of the chair: "What are you two doing? Go back to your room."

Peter seemed to realize how close the two were, and scratched the back of his head belatedly.

"It's just a guess that I want to mention to you," Tara twitched the corner of her mouth, "We suspect that Norman Osborn has something to do with the Green Goblin."

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