Marvel's King of the Undead

at last,

After half an hour of activity in the gym on the basement floor, Peter had roughly mastered all the functions of the uniform.

Although some functions are not fully understood, they can barely be used in combat.

After walking to the full-length mirror at the end of the gym and taking a picture, and then striking a few beautiful poses, Pete walked out of the gym satisfied.

When he walked out of the gym,

A plump figure had appeared on the previously empty seat opposite Wayne.

"Hey Stephen, long time no see."

Pete said hello.

He and the little fat man knew each other, but because the little fat man always hid in his studio, the two of them were not particularly familiar with each other.

"It's a nice dress."

The little fat man glanced at Peter and commented.

If we put it before,

He who has hormonal agitation during adolescence may still find such uniforms cool, and he may even be a little envious after seeing them.

but,

Since he firmly positioned himself as a behind-the-scenes worker,

He finally looked past everything, whether it was uniforms or armor, they were nothing to him.

at least,

No matter how awesome the armor is, no matter how strong the uniform is, it can't block all attacks.

And he,

As long as you lean comfortably in your own little world, you can remotely control everything and directly make yourself invincible.

Once or twice, I don’t feel anything.

But as the number of actions increases,

He couldn't help but feel in his heart that with a flick of his finger, the enemy thousands of miles away would be instantly wiped out.

In fact, to put it another way, this feeling is a feeling of severe sexual intercourse, and one is still contentedly immersed in the dream that one has weaved for oneself and refuses to extricate himself.

"It fits great and the uniform has a lot more features than I expected."

Pete replied,

There was a trace of excitement lingering on his face,

As a grassroots superhero, for such a long time, the only equipment he could barely qualify as was a simple spider launcher.

Suddenly getting a custom-made uniform made him feel like he had won the lottery jackpot.

"Have you figured it out yet?"

Wayne asked.

"It's almost done, where should we go next?"

Right now,

Peter's whole body seemed to be filled with endless power, and he wanted to go out and do something immediately.

"Where is the address?"

Wayne looked at the little fat man,

While Peter was getting familiar with the new equipment, Wayne and the little fat man carefully communicated their next plan.

in fact,

Speaking of which, there is nothing that requires special attention.

It was just that Wayne asked the fat man to find the location of the prison, and then remotely control the plane to send them there.

after that,

In Wayne's plan,

It's just a push without planning or planning. When the strength is enough to completely crush the opponent, I believe most people will not spend too much time thinking about the plan.

"We've found it. They actually built the prison in the middle of the ocean."

The little fat man stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin. It took him a little effort to find the location of this prison, and he had to admire the military's imagination here.

"Ok."

Wayne stood up and without making any special preparations, he patted Pete on the shoulder and said:

"Set off."

On the lawn outside the villa,

The Stark is already ready.

Unlike Captain America, who is worried about this and that, Wayne doesn't care at all whether the appearance of the plane is too sexy or not.

Is it because it is too high-profile?