Marvel in Cyclops

Tony's analysis made Scott realize that he had really underestimated his friend's brain.

The other party suspected him based on just such a few clues, and his IQ was really terrifying.

"Okay, I admit, I told that guy to tell you the truth, because at that time his gun was on my neck, and in order to save his life, I had to make him realize that he was being used as a gun. , this will make him hesitate and slowly start to act according to my instructions."

Scott doesn't think it's very difficult to be honest. What he dislikes the most in his life are those mythical plots where you can't misunderstand if you tell the truth directly, but just don't tell you and force you to misunderstand.

"So that's the person who told you that the man behind his scenes was actually Obaday?" Tony's eyes flickered.

"...Yes, but in fact, this result is within my expectation. Tony, don't you just need to think about how you were kidnapped and what you discovered?" Scott is also true. He regarded Tony as a friend and didn't want to see him realize the truth until Obaday turned against him.

"You told me that you saw weapons made by you personally in the base of those criminals. Who can mobilize these weapons? Apart from you, the only person in Stark Industries is Obaday, and who wants you the most? If something goes wrong, the only one who wants to occupy the magpie's nest and turn his back is Obadiah."

"But he is my uncle."

"In the face of money and power, it will defeat all family, friendship and even love. You think you regard him as your uncle, but what he thinks about is how to drain all your value."

Scott's meal of poisonous chicken soup made Tony fall into deep thought.

"Why is it so profound all of a sudden?"

"Who knows? Some irresponsible guy gave me a line and I almost threw up."

In the end, Tony didn't make it clear what he would do, but before leaving, Scott saw his increasingly determined look and knew that Tony should have taken his words to heart.

Looking at the special glasses Tony gave him in his hand, Scott couldn't help but shook his head.

He suddenly discovered that as the plot gradually unfolded, he seemed to have slowly forgotten his cynical self in the past, and began to pay close attention to the direction of these children of destiny.

Should he just be a passerby and wait and see what happens? Or a change-maker involved? Scott hesitated for a long time.

If he is just a passerby, then his meaning in this world is basically just a spectator, boring and boring.

If he participated in it and took the initiative to make changes, on the one hand he was worried that he would be harmonized by a bald man who was obsessed with a stable timeline, and on the other hand he was worried that some unknown and strange trends would occur because he changed things too much.

Scott's cautious character means he doesn't like the unknown and he longs to have everything under control.

Clenching his fists, Scott's frown slowly relaxed.

"Forget it, let's not worry about such a troublesome problem now. I still have a problem that I haven't solved yet."

If Tony hadn't called Scott to his home temporarily, he would probably still be keeping Helen's torture a secret.

No, Scott, who was about to go back to rest after leaving Tony's house, received a call from Helen.

"Looking at how hard you worked last night, I will reward you for going shopping with me today."

shop?

When Scott thought about how many seniors died suddenly while accompanying women shopping, he was so frightened that he wanted to run away.

But then he remembered Helen's so-called 'shopping', and he suddenly became interested.

Helen is different from many girls, one of which is shopping.

It's more like street sketching than shopping.

Helen's painting ability is very good. After discovering some beautiful scenery, she would quietly stop and paint for dozens of minutes or even hours to paint the world in her eyes.

Only at that time, she was a quiet girl, and Scott could not help but fall in love with her sometimes.

Today, Helen put on a cool outfit, and her long, snow-white legs made Scott feel dizzy.

Speaking of which, he had basically seen everything he should have seen and shouldn't have seen last night, but when he saw Helen again today, he actually found that he had the urge to see it again.

Sure enough, are all men animals who like to think with their lower bodies?

Scott suddenly felt that this sentence made sense.

Helen, on the other hand, obviously didn't have as many ideas as Scott. She carried her drawing board for sketching as always, jumping up and down like a girl who was still in school.

This made Scott couldn't help but secretly lament that the physical fitness of foreign women is good. Just last night's intense scene, if it were placed in China on the second day, it would definitely be described with words such as unnatural walking posture. How could it be Like now, he's as lively as a rabbit.

Speaking of rabbits…

Scott began to recall what happened last night again.

"Okay, we've decided this is the place. Scott, please remember to look for any good food on this street later to avoid starving."

Helen found a comfortable position, directly set up the drawing board, and began to draw on a house that looked very cultural.

"Okay, what's the name of this street? I'll search it online." Scott has always been a little absent-minded. Although he feels that the house Helen painted seems to have been seen somewhere, but considering that he has traveled far and wide in recent years, , so I didn’t pay much attention to it.

"Brick Street." Helen glanced at the house number on the wall of the house she was painting.

"Okay, Brick Street...Brick Street!" Scott thought something was wrong as he read it. This name must be too familiar to him.

He raised his head again and took a look at the house Helen was painting. It looked very similar to the place where a certain bald man lived.

Did he just go to the place he least expected?

"Did you find anything delicious?" Helen didn't know what was happening. She set up the canvas and began to mix paint.

"I think the food here is pretty good." At this moment, a deep voice sounded from beside Scott.

Scott was startled and turned around to see a dark, square face.

Taking another look at the cloth robe that the other person was wearing that was similar to that of a monk, Scott was stunned.

Isn’t this Modu?

Mordo couldn't see Scott's eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, but he still noticed the other person's surprise and couldn't help but smile apologetically.

"I'm sorry for scaring you. I'm just expressing my personal opinion. You can do whatever you want." Modu seemed to think that his behavior was a bit impolite, so he turned around and left.

However, at this moment, a strange fluctuation came from the house across the street.

Modu stopped suddenly and looked at the house with sharp eyes.

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