[Comprehensive] Welcome to Pansidong
Chapter 61
"Isn't this an obvious thing?" Tara had these words written all over her face, and there was even obvious surprise in her tone.
"Let's fight, I won, you listen to me, is there any problem?" Miss Spider Jing patiently explained the logic to him.
"...Did I accidentally miss something? May I ask when did we fight?" Harry's face froze, he was afraid that if he couldn't help it, he would turn into a growling face.
Tara glanced at him, as if she didn't understand why he was so entangled in such a simple matter, but she didn't mind giving her little friend a little hint: "Okay, okay, then let me ask you this way," she shook her finger, "We fight, I win, or you win?"
"You." This was a fact, and there was nothing to deny, Harry answered very simply.
"Look," Tara spread her hands, "I won, so you listen to me."
WTF? !What new type of gangster logic is this?
"But we didn't have this fight at all?" Incredible, the word might have been stuck on Harry's face.
"Uh, what do you mean..." Tara scratched her cheek and spoke cautiously, but no matter how she heard Zi Zi was eager to try, "Want to fight with me?"
Peter answered at the right time: "Do you want to fight? Go to the rooftop?" He gestured to get up and open the window.
"When did I say I was going to fight? No, why should I fight with you?" Harry was a little dizzy.
Tara spread her hands in a look of "I really can't do anything about you": "Look, you admit that you can't beat me, and you ask to omit the fighting process, so what's the problem if we jump directly to the result?"
"Hmm, huh?" Harry replied blankly.
"Since there is no problem, then you should listen to me. That's right." Tara's tone was brisk, and she came to a conclusion on her own. She turned her face to seek her boyfriend's support, "What do you think, Peter?"
"Yes. I think it's reasonable." Under certain circumstances, such things as conscience can be properly discarded.Peter's face was very sincere.
Harry gave an ok gesture in admiration.Fine.
------
"Why are we sitting here in the middle of the night? Is the cold wind clearing our minds? Or is the night really beautiful today?" Looking up at the sky, Harry questioned his soul.
"Why do you have to bring me on a date? I'm very busy, so I need enough sleep, okay?" Harry's small eyes whizzed.
"You can say that?" Tara glanced at him slowly, "Are you okay, remember that you mutated? It's trivial to not sleep for ten days, you missed this night?"
"Me and Tara aren't dating, bro, and it's not that cold." Peter flashed his white teeth.
"Oh, so what kind of night talk scene is it now? Running out late at night to look at the stars?" He glanced up again, "There are no stars to see yet?"
"What's the rush?" Tara yawned unabashedly, "ah... so sleepy."
Peter put his arms around his girlfriend and let her lean on his shoulder: "Do you want to sleep for a while? I can call you."
"...you have the nerve to say you're not dating?" Harry felt brighter than ever.
"I'm fine, just bear with it," Tara found a comfortable position and relaxed, "If I'm on a date, I'll call you? Are you crazy?"
Harry didn't bother to continue arguing with her on such a childish question: "So what the hell are we doing here? I'm going back, seriously."
"Hey, don't! Just wait a little longer, you'll know in a while." Peter quickly held him down.
"...Give you three seconds, don't tell me I'm really gone." Harry raised three fingers.
Tara glanced at him, and the old god sighed: "Young people, don't be so impatient..."
The tone made Harry's eyebrows twitch.
"There are meteors to watch, meteors." Tara pointed to the top of her head, "Don't you feel very looking forward to it?"
Peter nodded sharply at the side: "Yes, yes, just wait a little longer, it's almost time, really!"
"...Not on a date, huh?" Harry snorted mockingly, folded his arms and raised his chin, "Half an hour, and then I'll leave."
Tara snorted perfunctorily.
10 minute later.
"You fucking call this a meteor?! Are you insane?!" Against the deafening crash, Harry roared, his ferocious facial features flushed red by the flames.Look, our president was so anxious that he swears.
"Is there something wrong? It's not a meteor falling from the sky, what is it?" Tara yelled back with a louder voice, very frankly.
Harry pointed at her and gave his brother an incredible look. Peter pretended that he was suddenly blind and smiled at him guiltily.
The huge fireball hit the ground, and the movement was unbelievable.These three were also big-hearted, so they just sat down on the open space with such big lala, luckily they didn't hit their heads.
But not far off.
Several sinkholes fell from the sky in a row, and the landing posture was quite bold. Taxpayers don't know how much they will pay for these sinkholes.
The nearest one is in an open space ahead, which may have been a warehouse or something, but it's obviously abandoned now.Weeds are overgrown, and occasionally a few malnourished small trees can be seen.It was already tattered enough, but if it was smashed like this, it would be even more unreadable.
"Let's go, go and have a look." The previous drowsiness was swept away, and Tara was not sober at the moment, she stretched her arms, and her eyes were almost glistening.
After lightly touching the ears, the mask quickly closed along the lines of the face: "Cool! This new uniform given by Mr. Stark is really good!" Tara touched the mask and whispered excitedly.
"Mr. Stark's design has always been the best!" Peter used to tout, closed his mask, and patted Harry on the shoulder, "By the way, brother, your uniform is very handsome!"
"That's why you insisted on making me wear a uniform? Do you know that we look like a group of elementary school students going on a big adventure?" Harry complained, following in the footsteps of his friends.
His armor, of course, is also produced by Stark.Unlike the two little spiders who put more emphasis on light and close-fitting designs, his looks are more in line with the word "armor".
After all, his mutation direction is not quite the same as Peter's, and his flexibility is slightly less.At the same time, he is equipped with more weapons/weapons, unlike the two iron-headed ones who basically rely on their own fists for output.
While designing his uniform, Stark, out of curiosity, rummaged through things he'd brought from the old Osborn's chamber, and he said he'd been mentally attacked.When he said this, he looked like he had a terrible toothache.
What he dislikes the most is the Green Goblin skateboard and helmet. He can't believe what kind of aesthetics it is that can appear in front of everyone with that honor as if nothing had happened.
Ugly is just one word, and he doesn't mind saying it a few times.
So when he was making a uniform for Harry, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to make a good-looking one to wash his eyes.
The finished product is also seen now.The whole is dark green with gold - under the crazy brainwashing of two little spiders, Stark finally accepted this color scheme. The face armor is his usual all-inclusive style, and he happily made this set of armor into A mobile army/fire/depot.
"I always feel a little envious." On the way to the nearest landing point, Peter poked his girlfriend's arm, motioning her to look at Harry.
"..." Tara was silent for a while, gnashing her teeth, "Can I explode his pusher?"
"Wow, is it such a big enemy?" Harry flew away vigilantly, "I'm innocent, okay?"
"To be honest, brother, I also kind of want to..." Peter's small eyes couldn't leave the pusher under the foot of the person next to him.
"You can fly, our friendship is over." Tara looked back and forth on it as if she was going to come up with a ball of spider silk to turn off the thing in the next second.
"...do we still have a friendship?" Harry not only flew away, but also flew high, looking at these two as if he was looking at a gang of robbers plotting evil.
All the way to make jokes, the three people's footsteps are not too slow, not to mention that they are still on their way seriously.
As the distance gradually shortened, the broken rocks splashed out from the ground due to the violent impact also became denser.
"You said, was it the time when Thor's hammer fell and made a big hole, or this time?" Peter nimbly avoided the sharp stones on the ground, not forgetting to make jokes.
The key point is that Tara really thought about it cooperatively: "Then I think it's Thor's hammer, isn't it heavy?"
"It's not heavy. I heard that it can be lifted only because of being recognized, but it's actually not very heavy." Peter analyzed.
"It's not light, isn't it, and falling all the way from Asgard, the momentum has to be stronger?" Harry unconsciously joined this strange topic.
"But there is a section in the middle that goes through the Rainbow Bridge, can that section be counted?" Peter gestured.
This is how they dragged their skins all the way to their destination.
The deep pit is really conspicuous, and there are obvious burn marks on the edge.To be honest, using this method of landing, the head is really hard.
Of course there are no "people" in the pit anymore, but that's not a big deal.It's not easy for these big robots to hide their footprints, especially in the rush of the moment.
There was a pitifully small tree burning by the side of the pit, and the crackling sound of its branches being burnt could be heard endlessly.
Night and long distances have always been issues that these three players need to worry about.The three of them scanned around separately, and easily found the figure of the pit owner on a high ground.
Although it was only a flash, the opponent's vigilance was very high.But enough.
Such a big one, the shadow is a big shadow, don't be too conspicuous.
"Brother, give us a hand?" Peter stretched out his hand to Harry as there was no fulcrum to swing the spider's silk around.
"Of course." Harry shrugged, lifting each of them up one by one.Thanks to the variation, the difficulty of carrying two people, Mr. President, will never be higher than carrying two apples.
Well, this analogy is a little weird.
At first glance, the other party was dressed in silver skin, but in the blink of an eye, his appearance changed.If it hadn't been learned from Bumblebee and the two poor little ones with broken arms and legs that they can scan the transformation of the earth vehicle, maybe he would really be fooled by him.
The three of them took off from a certain distance away, and lifted up suddenly, falling far behind each other like flying a kite.This height gives them an indescribable sense of security.
The three adventurous primary school students stared down without blinking.
This is probably called childlike innocence :)
The author has something to say: Sunday is the day off tomorrow. I have something to go on a long trip, so I probably won’t be able to make it back in time [抱头]
Going to watch the part where Brother Chang1 and the others landed, it makes me really want to...
Buy and sell them collectively :)
especially jazz, he's worth a lot [wistful eyes]
And oh! only has a Marvel joint name! !It looks so good! ! !
Today I went to buy a package of shrimp crackers, the taste of childhood [smacking lips]: 1 lemon tea;
I couldn’t resist ordering milk tea [in confession]: 5 bottles of Xuetangtang; 3 bottles of lemon tea; 1 bottle of Ouyang Luoqin, Qingxu, and Maoqijie;
"Let's fight, I won, you listen to me, is there any problem?" Miss Spider Jing patiently explained the logic to him.
"...Did I accidentally miss something? May I ask when did we fight?" Harry's face froze, he was afraid that if he couldn't help it, he would turn into a growling face.
Tara glanced at him, as if she didn't understand why he was so entangled in such a simple matter, but she didn't mind giving her little friend a little hint: "Okay, okay, then let me ask you this way," she shook her finger, "We fight, I win, or you win?"
"You." This was a fact, and there was nothing to deny, Harry answered very simply.
"Look," Tara spread her hands, "I won, so you listen to me."
WTF? !What new type of gangster logic is this?
"But we didn't have this fight at all?" Incredible, the word might have been stuck on Harry's face.
"Uh, what do you mean..." Tara scratched her cheek and spoke cautiously, but no matter how she heard Zi Zi was eager to try, "Want to fight with me?"
Peter answered at the right time: "Do you want to fight? Go to the rooftop?" He gestured to get up and open the window.
"When did I say I was going to fight? No, why should I fight with you?" Harry was a little dizzy.
Tara spread her hands in a look of "I really can't do anything about you": "Look, you admit that you can't beat me, and you ask to omit the fighting process, so what's the problem if we jump directly to the result?"
"Hmm, huh?" Harry replied blankly.
"Since there is no problem, then you should listen to me. That's right." Tara's tone was brisk, and she came to a conclusion on her own. She turned her face to seek her boyfriend's support, "What do you think, Peter?"
"Yes. I think it's reasonable." Under certain circumstances, such things as conscience can be properly discarded.Peter's face was very sincere.
Harry gave an ok gesture in admiration.Fine.
------
"Why are we sitting here in the middle of the night? Is the cold wind clearing our minds? Or is the night really beautiful today?" Looking up at the sky, Harry questioned his soul.
"Why do you have to bring me on a date? I'm very busy, so I need enough sleep, okay?" Harry's small eyes whizzed.
"You can say that?" Tara glanced at him slowly, "Are you okay, remember that you mutated? It's trivial to not sleep for ten days, you missed this night?"
"Me and Tara aren't dating, bro, and it's not that cold." Peter flashed his white teeth.
"Oh, so what kind of night talk scene is it now? Running out late at night to look at the stars?" He glanced up again, "There are no stars to see yet?"
"What's the rush?" Tara yawned unabashedly, "ah... so sleepy."
Peter put his arms around his girlfriend and let her lean on his shoulder: "Do you want to sleep for a while? I can call you."
"...you have the nerve to say you're not dating?" Harry felt brighter than ever.
"I'm fine, just bear with it," Tara found a comfortable position and relaxed, "If I'm on a date, I'll call you? Are you crazy?"
Harry didn't bother to continue arguing with her on such a childish question: "So what the hell are we doing here? I'm going back, seriously."
"Hey, don't! Just wait a little longer, you'll know in a while." Peter quickly held him down.
"...Give you three seconds, don't tell me I'm really gone." Harry raised three fingers.
Tara glanced at him, and the old god sighed: "Young people, don't be so impatient..."
The tone made Harry's eyebrows twitch.
"There are meteors to watch, meteors." Tara pointed to the top of her head, "Don't you feel very looking forward to it?"
Peter nodded sharply at the side: "Yes, yes, just wait a little longer, it's almost time, really!"
"...Not on a date, huh?" Harry snorted mockingly, folded his arms and raised his chin, "Half an hour, and then I'll leave."
Tara snorted perfunctorily.
10 minute later.
"You fucking call this a meteor?! Are you insane?!" Against the deafening crash, Harry roared, his ferocious facial features flushed red by the flames.Look, our president was so anxious that he swears.
"Is there something wrong? It's not a meteor falling from the sky, what is it?" Tara yelled back with a louder voice, very frankly.
Harry pointed at her and gave his brother an incredible look. Peter pretended that he was suddenly blind and smiled at him guiltily.
The huge fireball hit the ground, and the movement was unbelievable.These three were also big-hearted, so they just sat down on the open space with such big lala, luckily they didn't hit their heads.
But not far off.
Several sinkholes fell from the sky in a row, and the landing posture was quite bold. Taxpayers don't know how much they will pay for these sinkholes.
The nearest one is in an open space ahead, which may have been a warehouse or something, but it's obviously abandoned now.Weeds are overgrown, and occasionally a few malnourished small trees can be seen.It was already tattered enough, but if it was smashed like this, it would be even more unreadable.
"Let's go, go and have a look." The previous drowsiness was swept away, and Tara was not sober at the moment, she stretched her arms, and her eyes were almost glistening.
After lightly touching the ears, the mask quickly closed along the lines of the face: "Cool! This new uniform given by Mr. Stark is really good!" Tara touched the mask and whispered excitedly.
"Mr. Stark's design has always been the best!" Peter used to tout, closed his mask, and patted Harry on the shoulder, "By the way, brother, your uniform is very handsome!"
"That's why you insisted on making me wear a uniform? Do you know that we look like a group of elementary school students going on a big adventure?" Harry complained, following in the footsteps of his friends.
His armor, of course, is also produced by Stark.Unlike the two little spiders who put more emphasis on light and close-fitting designs, his looks are more in line with the word "armor".
After all, his mutation direction is not quite the same as Peter's, and his flexibility is slightly less.At the same time, he is equipped with more weapons/weapons, unlike the two iron-headed ones who basically rely on their own fists for output.
While designing his uniform, Stark, out of curiosity, rummaged through things he'd brought from the old Osborn's chamber, and he said he'd been mentally attacked.When he said this, he looked like he had a terrible toothache.
What he dislikes the most is the Green Goblin skateboard and helmet. He can't believe what kind of aesthetics it is that can appear in front of everyone with that honor as if nothing had happened.
Ugly is just one word, and he doesn't mind saying it a few times.
So when he was making a uniform for Harry, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind to make a good-looking one to wash his eyes.
The finished product is also seen now.The whole is dark green with gold - under the crazy brainwashing of two little spiders, Stark finally accepted this color scheme. The face armor is his usual all-inclusive style, and he happily made this set of armor into A mobile army/fire/depot.
"I always feel a little envious." On the way to the nearest landing point, Peter poked his girlfriend's arm, motioning her to look at Harry.
"..." Tara was silent for a while, gnashing her teeth, "Can I explode his pusher?"
"Wow, is it such a big enemy?" Harry flew away vigilantly, "I'm innocent, okay?"
"To be honest, brother, I also kind of want to..." Peter's small eyes couldn't leave the pusher under the foot of the person next to him.
"You can fly, our friendship is over." Tara looked back and forth on it as if she was going to come up with a ball of spider silk to turn off the thing in the next second.
"...do we still have a friendship?" Harry not only flew away, but also flew high, looking at these two as if he was looking at a gang of robbers plotting evil.
All the way to make jokes, the three people's footsteps are not too slow, not to mention that they are still on their way seriously.
As the distance gradually shortened, the broken rocks splashed out from the ground due to the violent impact also became denser.
"You said, was it the time when Thor's hammer fell and made a big hole, or this time?" Peter nimbly avoided the sharp stones on the ground, not forgetting to make jokes.
The key point is that Tara really thought about it cooperatively: "Then I think it's Thor's hammer, isn't it heavy?"
"It's not heavy. I heard that it can be lifted only because of being recognized, but it's actually not very heavy." Peter analyzed.
"It's not light, isn't it, and falling all the way from Asgard, the momentum has to be stronger?" Harry unconsciously joined this strange topic.
"But there is a section in the middle that goes through the Rainbow Bridge, can that section be counted?" Peter gestured.
This is how they dragged their skins all the way to their destination.
The deep pit is really conspicuous, and there are obvious burn marks on the edge.To be honest, using this method of landing, the head is really hard.
Of course there are no "people" in the pit anymore, but that's not a big deal.It's not easy for these big robots to hide their footprints, especially in the rush of the moment.
There was a pitifully small tree burning by the side of the pit, and the crackling sound of its branches being burnt could be heard endlessly.
Night and long distances have always been issues that these three players need to worry about.The three of them scanned around separately, and easily found the figure of the pit owner on a high ground.
Although it was only a flash, the opponent's vigilance was very high.But enough.
Such a big one, the shadow is a big shadow, don't be too conspicuous.
"Brother, give us a hand?" Peter stretched out his hand to Harry as there was no fulcrum to swing the spider's silk around.
"Of course." Harry shrugged, lifting each of them up one by one.Thanks to the variation, the difficulty of carrying two people, Mr. President, will never be higher than carrying two apples.
Well, this analogy is a little weird.
At first glance, the other party was dressed in silver skin, but in the blink of an eye, his appearance changed.If it hadn't been learned from Bumblebee and the two poor little ones with broken arms and legs that they can scan the transformation of the earth vehicle, maybe he would really be fooled by him.
The three of them took off from a certain distance away, and lifted up suddenly, falling far behind each other like flying a kite.This height gives them an indescribable sense of security.
The three adventurous primary school students stared down without blinking.
This is probably called childlike innocence :)
The author has something to say: Sunday is the day off tomorrow. I have something to go on a long trip, so I probably won’t be able to make it back in time [抱头]
Going to watch the part where Brother Chang1 and the others landed, it makes me really want to...
Buy and sell them collectively :)
especially jazz, he's worth a lot [wistful eyes]
And oh! only has a Marvel joint name! !It looks so good! ! !
Today I went to buy a package of shrimp crackers, the taste of childhood [smacking lips]: 1 lemon tea;
I couldn’t resist ordering milk tea [in confession]: 5 bottles of Xuetangtang; 3 bottles of lemon tea; 1 bottle of Ouyang Luoqin, Qingxu, and Maoqijie;
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