Marvel Gashapon Maniac

Then he exchanged a glance with Tony, who was trying not to laugh: "Unless you can't help it."

Tony then smoothed things over, saying, "How about this, Mr. Osborn, you go back first. We'll investigate and let you know as soon as there's any progress."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had persuaded these people.

"You guys need to strike quickly and call in more Avengers; it's very dangerous."

Harry left Avengers Tower feeling dejected.

I hadn't gone far from the door when I heard a burst of laughter coming from inside.

"Hahahahahaha." Tony laughed so hard he slapped his thigh without any regard for his image, while Thor was laughing so hard he almost fell backward off his chair.

Harry, completely bewildered, pushed open the door and saw Tony elegantly sipping coffee and Thor organizing documents.

“Mr. Osborn, do you have anything to add?” Tony asked, taking a sip of his coffee gracefully.

"???" Harry closed the door in a daze. Had he misheard?

I had just closed the door and taken a few steps when another burst of laughter erupted from inside the building.

Harry pushed the door open again, puzzled, and saw Tony making tea inside, while Thor was wiping the computer.

"What's wrong, Mr. Osborne? Planning to take a look at the captain's ass?"

Harry gave the two of them a strange look, then angrily slammed the door and left.

Steve ignored the two laughing like huskies and quietly took out a newspaper and opened it.

Spider-Man bravely rescues people from a fire on the front page.

Steve stared at it for a long time.

She wondered, "Is his butt really that perky? Is mine that perky?"

Steve was completely baffled.

1. As usual, I'm asking for all sorts of things.

2. I didn't expect the mermaid meme to have so many words, emmmm. I've written almost 1800 words, how embarrassing.

3. Daily Challenge: Book Reviewer

Chapter 15 Offended the Abbot and Still Wants to Leave?

"It seems you've failed, Harry Osborn." The white-haired old man, Morpheus, was sitting in President Osborn's office waiting for Harry to return.

“I’ve already asked the Avengers for help. I gave them a very dramatic presentation of how terrifying the spider monster is, and they will come to my aid.”

Harry returned to his office, picked up the bottle to pour himself a drink, but he could still feel his hands trembling.

Harry angrily threw the bottle away.

"I can get the blood as long as they kill that spider monster! Damn it! Those old guys at the corporation actually destroyed the mutated spider, otherwise I wouldn't have pinned my hopes on Spider-Man!"

Harry grabbed his hair in frustration, losing control of his emotions.

"Relax, child. You just need to wait for the results; you'll recover once you get the spider blood." Mephisto calmly poured himself a drink.

"Huh? What's that?" Harry looked at the ground in surprise. The bottle he had just thrown was not on the ground but in Morpheus's hand.

“A little magic, about time. That’s why your condition has remained the same and hasn’t worsened,” Mephisto said pretentiously, downing the wine he’d poured.

However, he was just trying to show off and calm Harry down. Although he also had time-related abilities, he only had to be in his prime in Hell.

He doesn't have that ability now; this is just a smokescreen.

"No, I meant to ask...aren't you making a mess drinking like this?" Harry gave a disgusted look; the wine had just been on the ground.

"Um... this is time magic, so this thing never actually touched the ground." Mephistos glanced awkwardly at the wine glass in his hand and replied somewhat embarrassedly.

"So, if you use time magic to rewind time, you can eat the food again? Sorry, I can't handle that." Harry pointed out the problem from a rather unconventional angle.

Mephistopheles glanced at the bottle of wine in his hand and silently threw it into the trash can.

"Pah, I have something to take care of." Morpheus spat lightly, then walked out the door with his hands behind his back.

Harry shrugged and reopened a bottle of wine.

"...Never mind, I won't drink it."

……

In contrast to Harry's anxious situation, Peter is currently living a carefree life.

The Fu You family's special gathering is proceeding as scheduled.

Just as Fu You had guessed, Tony and his gang persuaded him to buy the house simply so they could throw parties.

"I brought roast meat, enough to eat to our hearts' content today." Thor walked in carrying a large cow.

"Where the hell did you get this?" Fu You was speechless, looking at the still-moaning cow.

"Tony said you can take any cow you want from the ranch, so I grabbed the fattest one," Thor said with a smug grin, like a Shiba Inu showing off its rabbit catch.

“I already said, those live cows are hard to handle, we have freshly slaughtered beef.” Tony and Steve walked in from behind, Steve carrying a large bag of big chunks of beef as he followed Tony in.

“Stark, I think making the captain carry things around seriously damages his image,” complained Agent Coulson, who hadn’t spoken up for a while.

"It's nothing, this kind of physical work is nothing compared to the battles I've fought before." Steve shook his head to indicate that he didn't mind.

Transporting this beef is nothing compared to the battles he's fought, like defeating Hydra, aliens, Scarecrow, or Arkham Knight.

"Don't worry, Agent Coulson, you're overreacting. This is no big deal for the captain." Hawkeye and Black Widow arrived shortly after, finding Coulson's unfounded worry somewhat amusing.

"Agents, you need to understand the image that Captain America represents..." Coulson immediately began his mysterious proselytizing.

The usually calm Coulson becomes a completely different person when Captain America is involved, and Hawkeye and the others have gotten used to Coulson's fanatical fan behavior.

"How's it going? How far have you gotten with your abilities?" Tony asked Fu You, who was preparing things.

"How did you know I was practicing on my own?" Fu You looked over in confusion.

Tony smiled.

"From the very first time we met, you were always so self-centered, not just because of the reason you saved me, but also because of the game release. I think you probably didn't like my teaching methods, so you planned to teach yourself, right?"

"Uh... I didn't expect you to actually understand?" Fu You scratched his head awkwardly and admitted it.

"Jarvis actually guessed right," Tony thought to himself, somewhat surprised.

Yesterday, when Tony was fretting about whether he had set too high a goal for Fu You, Jarvis offered a theory that made Tony realize something.

He didn't have a good relationship with his father to begin with, and he doesn't have any children yet, so he's a bit unsure about what children are thinking.

After hearing Jarvis's words, he suddenly realized what was going on and understood.

"Of course, who am I?" Tony boasted proudly, then happily opened a bottle of wine and took a sip.

But Tony didn't notice Fu You's smug expression.

Because there's something Tony doesn't know.

He asked Jarvis where these theories came from, and Jarvis replied that they were conclusions drawn from consulting documents.

But what Tony didn't know was that the person who uploaded this file to Jarvis... was Fu You.

Fu You wore a knowing look on his face. Now he could arrange his own study time. Awesome!

With everyone's help, the barbecue grill and other equipment were quickly set up.

At this moment, Peter also brought Gwen and Visher, who was freeloading, to Fuyou's villa to attend the party, and the scene immediately became very lively.

"These monthly parties are nice," Tony remarked, looking at the group of people seated around the large table.

Tony felt that he preferred having parties at Fuyou's little home rather than at the luxurious Avengers Tower, which made the money-powered Tony feel a little strange.

Although this is considered small for a tycoon like Tony, the villa is still quite luxurious for a party.

After everyone had poured their drinks, the party officially began after Fu You poured himself a Coke.

Everyone prepared a lot of barbecue dishes, and the premium beef that Tony brought was grilled on the spot by the star chef Tony hired.

Not wanting to be left out, Thor suddenly got the urge and set up a grill to roast the meat himself.

"Who else wants some roast meat?" Thor shouted as he finished grilling a piece of his creation.

"Me!" Suddenly a discordant voice rang out, the door was kicked open, and a group of people dressed in black suits walked in.

"I'm here to take your life!" The gang leader walked in, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

...and then they were so scared they dropped their cigarettes.

A group of Avengers stared at him menacingly at the table in front of him, and the big boss suddenly felt that his pants were warmer than ever before.

"Sorry to bother you," the big boss obediently picked up the door frame and hurriedly led his men out.

"You think you can escape after offending the abbot?! Open the gate and let Thor out!"

Fu You waved his hand, and Thor charged out with his hammer.

Incidentally, he kicked away the door that had already endured unbearable pain.

1. As usual, I'm asking for all sorts of things.

2. Shaolin Kung Fu is amazing! Hey, even the needle is thin!

3. This update is a bit late. I ate at my grandma's house after get off work. Grandmas usually can't use their phones; they're careful about that. (You all understand, right?)

4. I'm here to tell you all some big news! Have you been feeling really sleepy at night lately? That's because the Sleepy Knight of the Four Horsemen of Slacking Off has arrived! Slacking off day is here and there's no going back. Let's all prepare some salt and holy water to fight off the Sleepy Knight!

Chapter 16 Top Easter Egg Player

"All done, you can ask now," Thor said, carrying the barbecue grill.

Where the barbecue grill used to be, there was a large stack of firewood, with several people in suits sitting on top of it.

"I'm not going to say anything! You can just give up!" The leader clearly knew that he couldn't win in a fight, so he might as well be tough and maintain his big brother demeanor.

Anyway, he was certain the Avengers wouldn't roast him.

Fu You simply straightened his collar and gestured for Thor to stop.

"I'm not an Avenger, so I'll speak for myself."

“Thor, you can’t be so rude. This kind of behavior is unacceptable in civilized society,” Fu You sternly reprimanded Thor.

The bound men couldn't help but think to themselves, "Why didn't you stop me earlier?"

"Are you fucking sprinkling salt?! Do you know that the key to human civilization lies in learning how to cook food with fire, and the key to cooking lies in using seasonings?"

Fu You took out the sea salt, garlic chili sauce, Lao Gan Ma chili sauce, and other things he had prepared and walked over to the tied-up people.

"Brother, forget it, forget it." Thor quickly stopped Fu You from actually sprinkling salt on the barbecue.

"Holy crap? Bro! Bro! Calm down! No! I'll talk!" The leader was completely dumbfounded when he saw the professional-looking seasoning set. Were they going to start grilling it?

"What haven't I, Fu You Griels, eaten? I can eat anything, even if it's headless! Get out of the way! I'm going to bleed you!" Fu You brandished his knife and slashed in the air, the flash of the blade startling the group.

"I said! Our employer is the Osborn Group!"

……

"That's how we found out who was behind it all," Fu You said smugly, sitting on the sofa and pouring a glass of cola into his hand.

"Your interrogation methods are really peculiar, they have a kind of traditional African tribal art style," Tony couldn't help but complain.

"Who cares what it is, as long as it works." Fu You shrugged.

“Harry wouldn’t do such a thing, and besides, he has no grudge against Fu You,” Peter, Harry’s friend, said, trying to exonerate Harry.

“Remember, the mastermind behind this is the Osborn Corporation, not Harry Osborn,” Fu You corrected.

Steve understood quickly and immediately grasped Fu You's meaning: "You mean other people from Osborn Corporation want to get rid of you? But why would they do that? You shouldn't have any connection with them, right?"

"I find that strange too." Fu You scratched his head. Why would they target him for no reason?

Could it be that he saw him in the distance on the street, and then that old man Osborne gasped and said, "This kid is terrifying, he cannot be allowed to live?"