American comics: Omniscient and omnipotent, starting from the melting pot of concepts.

As soon as she said it, Barbara realized something was wrong. How did things turn out to be her problem?

"Barbara, you don't want Kate to look at you differently and cause you to lose your job, do you?"

Aaron spoke earnestly.

Barbara thought about it more and more, and it seemed increasingly strange.

Why do I feel a strange thrill, or rather, a guilty conscience, when you say that?

"Hey, it's not really your fault."

Yes, it's not my fault at all.

Just as Barbara was thinking this, Aaron continued, "After all, I'm handsome, rich, and have plenty of assets. It's normal that you can't resist me."

"If we tell everyone, they will understand."

"We're all adults, there's nothing to be coy about."

Barbara: ? ? ?

So it turns out that I was the one with ulterior motives, the one who tried to climb the social ladder?

"not like this!"

"I know!!"

Aaron nodded knowingly, “No one understands better than me. I understand how much a fledgling like you longs to ‘fly.’”

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

"You have my contact information in your phone. I'm leaving now, I'll contact you later."

Aaron waved his hand, turned around and walked away with a flourish.

Barbara was furious. Why did Aaron act like one of those johns who would just walk away after putting on their pants?

He's manipulating me!

However, Barbara was truly exhausted.

I don't even have the energy to curse.

She was completely dominated by Aaron, like a rag doll.

carelessly tossed into the sky

She felt like she was practicing gymnastics, reviewing all the gymnastics moves she had done before.

For a fleeting moment,

Barbara suspected that Aaron was retaliating against her.

In retaliation, she received orders to infiltrate Kate's inner circle, inquire about and monitor Aaron.

So, the other side retaliated, and it was more ferocious than a wild bull.

But she had no evidence...

Barbara was right.

Aaron was indeed taking revenge on her.

Since they accepted the mission to monitor me, then they are the enemy.

As enemies, there's no need to be so lenient towards women, is there?

punish!

They must be severely punished!

Make her understand the seriousness of the consequences.

Today we've only made indirect inquiries.

If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as it is today.

Meanwhile, Aaron has already made a decision: he cannot lose Barbara's connection; she is an excellent tool.

Whether or not we can successfully uncover S.H.I.E.L.D.'s hidden treasures depends on her.

Love grows over time, as they say.

If it doesn't work the first time, try again. One day, you'll be able to convince them.

After all, that saying makes a lot of sense: women are emotional!

Aaron, feeling refreshed, found Felicia and her companion, who had been wandering around the area three times.

"Felicea, we've already started our fourth lap. How much longer are we going to walk around?"

Kate went from initial excitement to numbness.

The fourth lap!

Do you know how much trauma this will cause to a girl who is only ten years old?

She was even a little afraid to go shopping; it was too scary!

Felicia came to her senses and realized that no one's physical condition can be generalized. She was no longer an ordinary person, but Kate was still a child.

"Shall we take a break?"

Kate breathed a sigh of relief and was about to sit down when she looked up and saw Aaron. Her fatigue vanished, and she excitedly rushed over to him.

“Aaron, has the bad guy admitted his mistake? Felicia said you were teaching the bad guy a lesson.”

Kate looked excited.

Aaron quickly realized what was going on and affirmed, "Of course! Don't you know who I am? After a long lesson, the bad guy has admitted defeat, admitted his mistake, and knelt down to beg for mercy."

"Being a superhero is really tough, working day and night!"

Felicia nodded in agreement. "Isn't that right? Working day and night like this is really not something an ordinary person can do."

Kate said "Oh," and clenched her fist. "Then I'll help you teach those bad guys a lesson from now on! I'll help you when you're tired!"

Help with what? Help push? Kate, hurry up and push, Aaron's out of strength!

No, no, no, it should be phrased differently: this phrase could never apply to Aaron.

Felicia shook her head repeatedly.

"Ahem, it's all right now, Kate. I just had a friendly match with your teacher, and she has realized her mistake and will not try to instill any wrong ideas in you again."

"If there's a next time, remember to let me know, and I'll have a real showdown with her!"

Aaron said righteously.

Kate nodded solemnly, blinking her eyes as if she had heard everything.

"Oh, by the way, your teacher said she's a bit tired, so she doesn't have time to teach you fighting techniques this afternoon. Maybe tomorrow? Oh no, probably three days from now? She'll let you know then."

Aaron said uncertainly.

Felicia felt a chill run down her spine; it was too brutal! Absolutely too cruel!

Kate was genuinely puzzled this time, but she didn't ask and nodded again.

"So, would you like to go shopping with us next?"

Aaron extended an invitation.

Kate's expression changed drastically. She glanced at Felicia instinctively and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, I suddenly remembered, Mom just called me home for dinner, I have to go back!"

After saying that, Kate called her bodyguard, got into the car, and drove off.

Seeing this, Aaron did not insist.

"By the way, boss, while you're busy 'teaching a lesson' to the bad guys, Mr. Norman hopes to recruit another batch of biochemistry and even physics experts from outside."

Tell him I approve!

Aaron readily agreed, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Tell Norman that the company needs to bring in more imaginative projects from other research projects. People can come over, and projects can come over too!"

"Whether it's reliable or not, you have to let me see it."

This is Marvel, after all, and it has a lot of incredible cutting-edge technology.

Adhering to the principle of "better to misjudge than to miss an opportunity," this point was emphasized.

Norman was a smart man; he knew what it meant.

Felicia didn't understand, but she was a very sensible person and forwarded it verbatim.

the other side,

Norman and his men are dealing with the scene of the car accident.

The company shares have been transferred to Aaron's name through lawyers, but the Rolls-Royce has not.

Looking at his beloved car, which had been with him for so long, now totaled, Norman's expression was complicated. "My car!!"

However, when he received Aaron's notification, he did not complain at all and immediately carried out the order faithfully.

He was almost gritting his teeth, especially when he ordered his subordinates to find someone named Wade Wilson.

"The boss said we must find him! As soon as possible!!"

Chapter Thirty-Three: Revenge Never Waits, Deadpool's Wonderful Night

"Oh my god! My darlings, you've left me forever, God, this is the saddest story ever!"

In Manhattan's Hell's Kitchen neighborhood, Deadpool slumps in his tiny doghouse, sighing and groaning.

Today is his unluckiest day.

I almost died.

And his beloved knife was also swallowed!

In that instant, Deadpool felt like he might really die!

So he decisively abandoned his beloved knife and retreated through the underground sewers.

"No, my knife is gone! I can't just let this go!"

"I want..."

Deadpool makes a phone call, "I need to speak to Mr. Kennedy."

"Kennedy? Are you a family member? That's perfect. Despite our doctors' multiple rounds of resuscitation efforts, Mr. Kennedy's mind went completely blank, but we still couldn't save him. Please accept our deepest condolences..."

Regarding the issue of emergency treatment costs...

"Please give him the middle finger and tell him, 'Fuck you!'"

Deadpool hung up the phone before the doctor could finish speaking.

But he immediately called again, and before the other party could speak, he quickly said, "By the way, if you contact his relatives, let me know immediately! They can't owe money and not pay it back!"

"Otherwise, even if I run to hell, I'll beat them up, and no one will owe me money!"

This wave of blood loss!

"My knife...my money...my darling, oh no!!"

The mission was not completed, the knife was gone, and the man almost died, while the employer, Mr. Kennedy, had already come up with a wild idea.

"Very good, he really does resemble his ancestor, damn it!"

Deadpool was still cursing.

Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he looked sharply outside, instinctively reaching behind him to grab something.

Realizing the knife was gone, he immediately pulled out two guns from behind his back.

"Hey buddy, need any help?"

"Of course! Can I have your head?"

Deadpool's expression changed drastically, and he fired a barrage of bullets while rushing towards the window without hesitation.

However, Aaron was faster and kicked the door open.

The spider silk bound Deadpool at a tricky angle.