I'm Spider-Man in Marvel

Chapter 53 The reason
After answering, Mindy didn't lie down directly this time, but stood up vigorously, and walked unsteadily to the second floor.

Peter looked at the tumbler's posture and had to give Mindy a thumbs up. The footwork was beautiful and the foundation was solid enough.

But I still followed, fearing that there would be an accident in the end, and I would perform a classic talent on the stairs - tumbling, and it would be troublesome if my head was knocked.

Aiming at the right moment, he picked up Mindy, sent him back to the room like a cat, and helped to cover him with a quilt so as not to catch a cold.

Peter clapped his hands and said, this time, everything is really ready, only the east wind is owed.

As usual when going out, he went downstairs and told Aunt Mei who was still in the kitchen about the possibility of returning late, saying that he could just save some food and there was no need to wait for him to come back.

The moment he walked out of the gate, the previous picture suddenly flashed in Peter's mind, and he froze in place for a moment, carefully comparing it.

He couldn't help asking himself, "No way, no way, this time it shouldn't be a crow's mouth again, is it going to be another night of fighting?"

Turning his head to look at the door behind him, the thought of going back prevailed, not because he wanted to reject Harry's kindness, but because he felt something strange about him.

Especially there is a feeling of chilling in the back, as if being blown by gusts of cold wind.

Two completely different choices began to sing in my ears, telling their reasons, Peter, a scumbag, said he wanted both.

After a while, the instinct of the body stood up, cut the mess with a sharp knife, and once again displayed the perfect left and right bow with both hands.

At the same time, another voice appeared next to my ear, "You still need to study more, remember to believe in science, things like crow's mouth, metaphysics, and Ultraman don't exist."

Obeying his instinct and rubbing his flushed cheeks, Peter took a firm step outside. He seemed to hear other things disturbing him on the way, but it didn't matter.

At the same time, I set the ending for myself tonight, "This time, I will definitely be able to get home before dinner, and the previous situation will not happen."

When he came to the garage, Peter took a deep breath, suppressed all the messy thoughts in his mind, and thought about the means of transportation to the Osborne Group.

The first plan was to drive a brand new motorcycle on the road, but the bus and subway could no longer satisfy his desire for freedom.

Just looking up at the sky, and letting his body stand in the sun for a while, he fully felt the most vicious sunshine of the day appeared.

In addition, the map shows that there are many maintenance signs on the forward route, and the consequence of taking a long detour is that it will take at least half the time.

And the time has come to 02:30 in the afternoon, maybe when they reach the Osborne Group, they will clock out of get off work, and that will be an extremely embarrassing scene.

Peter already knew how to choose in his heart. After all, the plan was just an imaginary plan, and it would change sooner or later.Motorcycles, which symbolize freedom, still have nothing to do with him.

The natural road is waiting for him to step in. The combination of bus and subway is the correct answer for urban travel. Green travel is low-carbon and environmentally friendly. He is contributing to environmental protection every day.

On the other side, in the top-floor office of the Osborne Group, Harry, the initiator of the text message, was sitting quietly, subconsciously turning a pen in his hand.

His eyes turned to the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. Under the sunlight, the three formed a perfect combination, and the sky in his eyes looked extraordinarily bright.

However, the atmosphere in the office was completely different. Harry had already fallen into a state of thinking, and silence became the mainstream of the room, only the main computer would sometimes make a sound.

After a long time, the reminder music sounded in his pocket, and Harry regained his senses. He reached out and took out his mobile phone to check, and found that it was Peter's reply.

The previously frozen expression finally changed slightly, and he said to himself: "Finally, one thing went well, those old foxes are really annoying."

Looking back on the experience of the last week, Harry personally thinks that the word tragic can no longer be summed up, and two points and one line are the norm in life.

Every morning, I got up from the warm bed, hurried to the company, and started to deal with the work at hand without stopping. I worked until after eleven o'clock in the night, and then drove home to wash and sleep.

Knowing his lack of experience, Harry consciously put in dozens of times of effort, but the young man was still struggling under the siege of a group of old foxes.

Over the past week, various methods have been tried, but in the end they failed to make any good progress, which caused the anger in Harry's heart to keep accumulating.

In desperation, Harry could only sneak out from time to time, allowing his brain to relax for a while, and allowing himself to regain his fighting power.

Today's briefing happened to meet Gwen Stacey. During the chat with his old classmates, he learned that he had misremembered the specific time of Dr. Connors' project, and the recruitment of interns had been closed for a few days.

At the same time, I also learned that my friend Peter hadn't had any contact with the girl for nearly a week after he got the girl's phone number, and the two sides hadn't made any effective progress at all.

Harry, who was sneaking in, suddenly wanted to ask Peter out for a gathering. Although he made a small mistake with the intern, it was not the last moment, and everything could be remedied in time.

And after knowing each other for so many years, it's rare for a girl to be interested in Peter. As his best friend, of course she wants to give him a perfect assist.

After returning to the office, Harry adjusted his mentality and quickly discarded the work documents that had been entangled with the old fox. Today, he no longer wants to think about it so much, he just wants to go all the way to realize the plan in his heart.

Call the internal number to inform the secretary of his arrival, personally ask about the information about Dr. Connors' project, and ask the secretary to give an order to the project department, and he will go through the back door unscrupulously.

However, Harry's acting style changed from his usual cautiousness, and a group of old foxes in the board of directors naturally noticed this sudden change.

Although they haven't figured out the intention for a while, they have always believed that everything should be more patient, and everything should not be too eager, otherwise the ducks in their mouths will fly away.

You must know that Harry Osborn is the future heir of that family, so there is no need to cause trouble for such trivial matters, not to mention that the man behind him has not died yet, and that is the real enemy.

Thus, Harry's strong move came through, and after lunch, Peter received a text from Harry.

(End of this chapter)