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Chapter 245 Who Throwed That?
Snowflakes fell lightly on the roofs of the houses, and the fires in the fireplaces of every family quietly ignited, like thousands of feathers falling down in the dark and deep night, and the night sky was as clear as washing.

Christmas is here.

Not only on the ground, but also in the huge mothership suspended in orbit on the surface of the earth, it is also infected with a cheerful Christmas atmosphere-at least in the core base.From the training room to the rest area to the central hall, every passageway is covered with colorful neon lights, and Christmas trees are placed on all corners.

The Christmas tree in the hall is the most special one. It uses a specially brought back fir tree, and the tree is covered with various decorations such as ribbons and lights.A small singing ball is hung above the door frame at the entrance. Whenever someone pushes the door, it will spin and sing a Christmas carol while projecting colorful lights on the hall floor.

It was Daisy's idea.Anyway, before the task is dispatched, they don't seem to be in a hurry, they are idle, why don't everyone get together to have a party during Christmas, and it will help enhance the emotions among team members comminicate.

This proposal was quickly passed by the majority of voters, but everyone tacitly kept silent about reporting the party to the boss.Maybe it's because everyone has a tacit understanding that if the boss knows about their little plan, the party may not happen.

That's when Gwen's cobwebs come in handy for decorations, and Pietro sets up all the Christmas trees in 1 minute.The Scarlet Witch reluctantly used Chaos magic to conjure up a three-meter-high magic Christmas tree on the wall of the hall amidst everyone's booing. The whole tree was completely made of magic power from head to toe, and its torso was like a translucent red water flow. Flowing, leafy and lifelike in detail, it's like a finely crafted work of art.Everyone applauded and praised her generously after she finished the work, and the little witch smiled sheepishly.

Daisy, Wanda, Pietro, and Gwen had a pillow fight on the couch—without superpowers, of course, otherwise it was obvious that no one would be able to hit anyone.The female detective Jessica Jones sat at the bar with her legs crossed as usual, drinking whiskey one after another.She sat to the right of the bar, and a ninety-year-old veteran sat to the left.Both of them drank their own boring wine in a trance, and didn't talk to each other.

Eddie Brock sat down between the two of them with a glass of wine.

"Yo, the muscles are good." He shook the cup at the Winter Soldier first, "How did you exercise? I've always wanted to build muscles like yours, but I always failed."

The Winter Soldier gave him a deadpan look, the standard look of "nobody likes you when you're in a bad mood".

Well, in fact, he is not in a bad mood, he just wears this expression every day.Eddie swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly, and smiled dryly: "Okay, maybe I'd better not bother you."

Then he turned around and turned to the beautiful dark-haired female detective on the right.

"Stay away from me." The female detective took a sip of wine and gave him an annoyed look, "I don't want to be eaten by someone again."

"Hey! That's Venom, not me. And how long ago was that?" Eddie protested.

Jessica didn't give in: "If you were almost eaten by a smelly and disgusting thing twice in a row, I guarantee you will remember it forever."

"But you know we were kidnapped at that time, so it doesn't matter." Eddie moved his butt closer instead, "Why don't I apologize, well, there's venom, I can apologize on his behalf."

"You can't apologize for me!" Venom protested.

"Yes, I can." Eddie made a sincere look, "Venom said that he was sorry for losing control before, and he was seriously introspecting. I hope you forgive him and give him a chance to be a human again. No, it is a chance to be a symbiote again."

"P! Let me go out and let me argue with her in person, you are so cowardly that we are ashamed." Venom continued to protest.

Jessica raised her eyebrows, looked at him for a moment, then raised her head and drank another glass of whiskey, chuckled: "All right, for the sake of your sincerity, I might consider trying to forgive him. But you Still have to tell him that he's too ugly—even by a parasite's standards."

Venom continued to growl, but continued to be ignored.Eddie touched her empty glass: "I'll definitely let him know."

Jessica refilled her glass of whiskey.Eddie stared at the gradually rising golden liquid in her glass, watched her raise her glass again, and couldn't help saying: "By the way, is it really okay for you to drink so much?"

Jessica drank another half of the glass and wiped her mouth: "I don't get drunk easily like ordinary people."

"Um so you plan on drinking here all night until you get down?"

"What else? Do you have a better idea?"

"Maybe." Eddie tentatively pointed to the sofa behind him, "Can you consider joining them?"

Jessica smiled softly: "Forget it. It's a child's game, I don't know it"

Snapped!The snow-white pillow drew a long arc, and slapped the female detective on the back of the head with great force.

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Jessica jumped up, pulled the chair away, grabbed the pillow with her backhand, and threw it back along the same path.Gwen, who was the first to bear the brunt, reacted very quickly. Her slender waist showed incredible toughness, her upper body was tilted back at [-] degrees, and the white pillow passed against the tip of her nose with strange force, and hit her behind on the wall.

Gwen let out a long breath: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous."

The female detective rolled up her sleeves to reveal her snow-white arms, and jumped out aggressively: "Who threw that just now?"

Eddie: "."

The pillow fight became more and more intense, and the atmosphere in the hall reached its climax.Until Gwen nimbly avoided the two pillows, then skillfully and quickly grabbed a needle and shook his hand to fight back.The pillow flew out under her full throwing force, Daisy who was targeted hurriedly jumped sideways to dodge, the pillow flew straight towards the door like a boomerang that broke through the air.The automatic door at the entrance of the hall slowly slid open at this moment, and the colorful balls on the door frame began to sing Christmas carols.Gwen's pupils shrank suddenly, and she screamed in horror.
She saw the boss in a black windbreaker appearing at the door, who happened to be standing in the way of her pillow.

Michael tilted his head lightly, and the white pillow whizzed by his side, flew into the aisle, and was shut outside by the closed door.

The audience fell silent in an instant, only the colored ball above was still babbling and singing carols.

(End of this chapter)