[Comprehensive] Chaoying raises the Dark Lord

The failure of the tracker plan cut off the clues again, and Peter had to start from another angle.He named his suit AI Karen, and unexpectedly discovered that Karen would record everything that happened to him.

And this feature is called Baby Protection Protocol.

Peter: "...I knew it was going to be like this."

Wade, who was lying on Peter's bed with his legs crossed, heard all the conversations and whistled.

His Peter is still a teenager, and a baby who needs a baby protection agreement... Alas, it seems that he can only accompany his babyboy to pg-13, what a pity. ①

"Karen helped me find the identity information of one of the weapon buyers. Now I'm going to torture him to see if I can get some information from him." Peter said to Tom.

When get out of class was over that day, as soon as he walked to the school gate, Tom saw Wade standing on the side outside the school gate, wearing his normal uniform, waiting for Peter.

"Are you going with Wade?" Tom asked.

"Yes, he is a good helper." Peter scratched his head uncomfortably.

Tom shrugged and walked in the direction of Peter's house.

After walking for a while, he realized he was being followed.There is a car sticking to the side of the road, not far behind Tom. Tom is going fast, and it is also going fast. Tom slows down, and it also slows down.

Tom stopped and turned to look at the car.

The car also stopped, one person and one car looked at each other for a moment, the rear window was rolled down, revealing a very familiar face.

"Hi Tom." Tony smiled, "Get in the car."

"I happen to be fine today, so I came to see you." In the car, Tony opened an ice cream and handed it to Tom.

Tom hadn't eaten this kind of thing before, so he took a lick and it tasted surprisingly good.

"How was last time at the Washington Monument? Were you intimidated?" Tony asked.

"I'm fine, sir, don't worry." Tom suddenly remembered another reason why he didn't tell Nagini that day and didn't want to leave this world—he hadn't said goodbye to Tony yet.

Tom's face was a little red, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. He obviously didn't know Tony very well, and he was different from Peter. He just saved himself once and gave himself a black card that he could spend money at will. .

"Peter, he did a good job, and I'm about to praise him." Tony continued, "I heard that he saved half of the people in your elevator? Or did he not reveal his identity as Spider-Man?"

"Peter is conducting academic training with his team." Tom covered his friend without blinking, although he knew clearly that Peter and Wade went to track down the whereabouts of alien weapons.

"Training?" Tony frowned. "They just finished the game and started training?"

"That's right..." Tom cooperated with a regretful expression, "The teacher and Liz held them very tightly."

"Then he is destined not to enjoy today's delicacy." Tony said.

Their car stopped in front of a dessert shop.Tom didn't actually eat dessert much, he didn't care about material comforts, and he didn't have extra money to spend on them.

Making Tom hesitate, Tony beckoned to him: "Come here, you'll like it here."

Tom had no choice but to follow in. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled an extremely sweet smell. Tom took a deep breath and felt that he didn't hate it.

The location of this dessert shop is very good. It is on the top floor of a building, and you can directly overlook half of New York from here. Tony took Tom directly into a private room, so that you don’t have to worry about your privacy being prying. After all, Tony But the hot Iron Man.

Tony didn't even look at the menu, and directly announced the names of a series of desserts and drinks.Tom had been watching him, noticing Tom's intent gaze, and Tony said, "Trust me, you're going to love this."

The dessert was served very quickly. Tom took a sip of the matcha cake in front of him. Although it smelled sweet and delicious, when he actually tasted it, the sweetness was just right, with a slightly bitter taste, which made the taste pleasant. So monotonous.

He no longer remembers the taste of the food he tasted when he was a student 50 years ago. In the years in the diary, unless he is awakened by others, he will be in a state of confusion, but the desserts here But it reminded him vaguely of Hogwarts.

Pleased by Tom's expression, Tony was a little proud: "Just say you will like it."

While eating, Tony suddenly stretched out his hand and wiped away the cake crumbs from the corner of Tom's mouth.Tom didn't expect this sudden touch, and looked at Tony blankly.

Tony watched him intently, but Tom remembered that Tony had told him that he and his boyfriend looked alike.

So Tom couldn't help thinking, who was he looking through his face?

He hangs his head, out of Tony's sight, concentrating on his food.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while. Tony felt that perhaps Tom was not used to being alone with him at this time. After all, the age difference was quite large, and he could be his grandfather... So Tony took out his mobile phone , made a call to Peter.

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Alan Davis is an ordinary resident living in Queens. Compared with other good law-abiding citizens, what makes him unusual is that he has served several prison sentences for theft and fraud.

Even if he is out of prison, he will change his nature easily, and he still wants to practice his old profession.Hearing that someone in Queens was selling extraterrestrial weapons with great power and a particularly good effect on intimidating people, he couldn't help being very moved, so he asked someone to contact the seller.

Who would have thought that the weapons they sell are so violent, they can either tear out people's eyeballs, or blast people from one time and space to another... Come on, he doesn't need this kind of weapon, okay?He is a good man.

However, the little boy he saw that night in a tight uniform with a particularly raised butt made him quite impressed. He was very young, but he had the guts to let the guns of two unprovoked guys point at him... …

Allen opened the trunk of the car and just put the ice cream in when he heard a "whoosh" and his hand was hit by something.

Looking up in a daze, he found that his hand was stuck to the trunk by a white thing that looked like a spider web. When he tried hard, the thing was unexpectedly strong and he couldn't get rid of it.

At this time, he was startled by a sudden rough voice. The boy with tight uniform and hips that he had seen that night strode towards Allen, shouting as he walked, "Do you remember me? I want to ask You have some questions, you have to answer me immediately!"

"Calm down, brother." To be honest, for a second or two, Allen was really scared, but immediately, he was attracted by something else, "What's wrong with your voice?"

"My voice? What happened to my voice?"

"I remember when you were on the bridge and you sounded like a girl."

"I'm not a girl! I'm a boy!—I mean, I'm a man!"

Although he couldn't see the boy's expression, Allen still wanted to laugh.

The butt boy continued to yell loudly: "Who is selling those weapons? I need some information! Names, or something!"

Alan slapped the trunk hard unexpectedly, scaring the boy with the hips and jumping back a small step.

"Is this your first time doing something like this?" Allen asked.

The buttocked boy looked left and right, and said something to someone, "Turn off the enhanced interrogation mode."

Allen laughed.

The boy's voice finally returned to its original form, sounding anxious and angry: "Listen, the weapons those people sell are dangerous—"

"Baby, let me suffer. You are really not suitable for this job. The little angels don't spend money to see you make another embarrassment."

At this time, another voice sounded very thin, with an inexplicable sense of abnormality, and what Alan couldn't understand. Alan was stunned, and before he had time to react, he His temple was pressed against something cold.

A sense of danger swept over his whole body. Allen only saw another man in the corner of his eyes who was obviously much stronger than the boy with a hip buttocks. He also wore a red tights and a red mask, but he could feel that if he had Anything that is not as good as this strange man wants, he can send a bullet into his head.

"The name, the time and place of the transaction, and any information you know, tell him all." Wade said, closing the safety of the gun in his hand.

With Wade's support, the inexperienced little spider puffed out her small chest, proudly.