[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Chapter 116 The Power of Fans

"When I checked the reagents, I found that the components of the reagents were defective and would cause harm to the human body."

Peter's breathing paused for a few seconds, and he asked anxiously, "Then Harry is now?"

Oliver patted him on the shoulder to let him relax, "I don't know if he has improved the reagents, or he has better physical fitness and is immune to the design defects of the reagents. The current situation is not bad, although it is not as good as you, It’s not as good as Captain America, but the enhancement effect of the reagent is not bad, can you tell me about the accident?”

Peter was stunned for a while, "There is a bad guy who wants to come out to cause damage, he seems to have identified me, but I don't want to see that lunatic, so he ran to kidnap Harry to force me out, the two of us I hit the sewer where I hid my things. The situation was critical, and I couldn't beat him. Harry recognized the reagents and weapons that belonged to his father, so he injected himself. After that, the two of us Relying on those weapons to solve this villain, and then, things became like this."

Being the lover of a superhero is really not an easy task, Oliver sighed, Harry being able to protect himself is a blessing in disguise.

However, Oliver ran back that night and called Hotch to tell how hard he was being forced by the two young men.

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The days after that were extremely peaceful. Peter and the captain would form a group to pet cats when they had nothing to do, usually followed by a depressed Harry Osborn.

He'd be happy to have a little more time for a date, but only if the date wasn't staring at the cat on the table with fascination.

Peter sometimes brings homework with him. When Oliver is asked by Peter some physics questions that he doesn't understand or has forgotten 800 years ago, he will smile quietly and give the FBI that Gideon gave Turn to the bloodiest chapter of the college teaching video, turn the volume up to the maximum, and Peter will shrink back by himself.

After teasing him a few times like this, Oliver himself felt a little guilty, so he simply gave Peter the phone number of Little Doctor, and asked a professional to guide Peter.

Harry was even more depressed.

In the morning, Peter usually didn't come because he had classes, so Harry didn't come either. The captain had a job in the Avengers Building.In short, in the morning, the store is very empty, and the road is also very empty. Occasionally, a few cars speed by, but they will not stop on this street.

Oliver doesn't care about the performance of the store.I am also happy that no one will bother me to read.

Today, unexpectedly, the landline in the store rang. Oliver remembers not giving anyone a landline number because even he doesn't remember it himself.

"Hello." He picked up the phone hesitantly.

"Hello, is this sweetheart dessert shop?" A male voice sounded.

"Yes, here it is, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"I'd like to order some donuts for delivery."

"Sorry, takeaway service is not accepted here." Oliver refused without thinking.

"Jarvis, tell him I can increase the price."

Oliver instantly identified who the person on the other end of the phone was, Tony Stark.

"Sorry, no delivery service is available no matter how much you charge."

Without waiting for Stark to continue talking, Oliver said, "It's useless if you want to buy this store, Mr. Stark, because we don't have delivery staff. You can hire someone to come here to pick up the goods."

Tony muttered a few words in a low voice, but Oliver didn't hear clearly, before the phone was hung up, Jarvis said politely, "Please, Mr. Williams."

Tony found that both the captain and Peter liked to go to a dessert shop recently, and one day Peter brought some donuts back, and he fell in love with the taste immediately, so Jarvis searched in the database and found this The landline of the store.

But what I didn't expect was that the owner refused the takeaway request.

Facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the panoramic view of New York, Tony thought about life for a while, and finally decided to try the delicious donuts.

Tony Stark's love for donuts can be seen from his little belly.

Although every time the captain brings up this issue, Tony will refute you, "Look at Clint, he is also a long-range archer, and he also has a belly."

Clint wanted to refute, but put his palm on his stomach and realized that Stark was right.

Natasha also took advantage of the chaos and said to the two men: "Your daily training tasks should increase, and you Clint, I will let Jarvis confiscate your snacks."

"No! You can't!" Clint wailed.

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There were crazy screams outside, Oliver looked up, very good, not a kidnapper, not a robber, and not a thief, Oliver was about to bury his head, but when he saw the words on the book, his mind instantly cleared up, waiting For a moment, that was Iron Man just now.

He raised his head sharply again, and saw Iron Man standing in front of his cash register in the golden-red armor.

Tony was taken aback. Could this guy be a fan of mine and just say that on the phone because he wanted me to come in person?

In fact, Oliver looked at Iron Man's armor standing there and didn't say a word - because Tony was trying to make up his mind just now - thinking that Tony Stark let Jarvis manipulate a game of armor to come here to sell donuts.

He closed the book, went around to the dessert cabinet and picked two donuts of each flavor and packed them into a large paper box.Don't look at Laud, who is big, big, big, and round. He has made more than a dozen different flavors of donuts. There are three or four flavors of chocolate sauce, as well as different flavors of icing and jam.

Putting the printed receipts together in the paper box, Oliver handed the paper box to Iron Man's armor, and he took it obediently.

Then Oliver sat back in his seat and continued reading.

Tony Stark froze outside for a while, didn't quite understand the operation, even if this person wasn't his fan, it wouldn't mean that he didn't say a word to the customer, and he hasn't paid yet.He looked at Oliver in front of him, his sculptural face set off by the soft sunlight and blond hair was not so aggressive, nor did he look like a black fan of himself.

Tony decided to open the helmet, "Hi, man, you know me."

Oliver was startled, his hands trembled, and the thick and heavy book fell to the table with a thud. He raised his head suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and found that there was someone inside the armor.

"Ahem," he coughed a few times, covering half of his face with his hands to hide his embarrassment, "Of course, Mr. Tony Stark, half of the media industry in New York is supported by you."

There was no praise or criticism in this sentence, and Tony didn't care. There were too many people who commented on him that way. He picked a donut with pure chocolate syrup to eat.

"Anyway," Tony blinked his big chestnut-colored eyes, and he didn't look so needy this time, "Your donuts are delicious, I think the pastry chef who makes donuts Must be a beauty, where is your kitchen? I'm going to see him."

"I don't suggest you do this." Oliver reminded kindly.

"Don't worry, I won't poach her away."

No, I'm not afraid of you poaching him at all, Oliver cursed, just watching Tony walk into the kitchen helplessly.

"Beauty, oh**!" Tony ran out covering his eyes.

Is there anything scarier than when you expect a pastry chef who makes the world's most delicious donuts with ingenuity to be a beauty, and you go in and find a bald and muscular man with dark skin Yes, probably the scene where this story happened was changed to the bed.

Oliver laughed unconscionably. Even though Tony cast a condemning look, he said that he would never succumb to the capitalist's majesty, "I warned you, Mr. Stark. You can't be fooled by appearances."

Tony looked at the box of donuts in his hand and suddenly couldn't eat any more.

He waved to Kitty at the side, and threw him a donut sprinkled with white icing sugar. Tony wanted to change the subject and wash away the scene he had just seen in his mind.

"Mr. Williams, Peter told me you were the first to discover his identity as Spider-Man."

"Speaking of this," Oliver stood up, "it should be said that I am not alone, but my group."

Tony has a strong competitive heart, and he can't forget that the cub he picked up was not the first to take off Peter's vest, and finally found a time to confront another party.

"Oh, your group, the one Dr. Reid is in, right?"

"Hmm." Oliver had a sense of foreboding that Stark wanted to continue abducting people.

"I read what Spencer and Peter were discussing. He's very gifted in physics. Stark Industries is a better place for him to look, given how dangerous the FBI's field work is."

"Mr. Stark, I think he is very talented in chemistry, mathematics, engineering, as well as psychology, sociology and philosophy. If we calculate in proportion, he is actually more suitable for the BAU team." Oliver smiled But Tony always felt that this smile was a bit sinister, like a warning that even if I'm not in the bau team, you can't kidnap my team members.

"Anyway," Tony shrugged, "Remember to let me know if you get a new pastry chef anytime."

"That day won't happen," Oliver said.

Stark had already walked out and didn't hear the sentence.He seemed to bring his own spotlight wherever he went. Oliver looked at the male and female fans surrounded by the store entrance, the screams pierced his eardrums, and the flashing lights flooded Tony. Tony Stark faced this familiar The scene elicited a smug grin and a wave from fans just before the mask was shut, causing another wave of screaming before flying away.

Oliver shook his head helplessly, intending to wait for these crazy fans to leave by themselves, but he didn't expect a female fan to rush forward. She saw the box Stark was wearing when he left, "What did Tony sweetheart buy here? Give I'll have ten."

Oliver was startled. Seeing this momentum, other fans rushed in and did the same thing. This was the first time that this shop sold out the cakes made that day. Come on, I saw that he has a true love for the baking business, and being a Hydra is just a side job.

At other times, Laud would take some of the day's bread before it was sold out, and Oliver would send the rest to the relief station to distribute to the homeless.

Because of the powerful power of the Internet, this matter has not stopped. When Oliver checked Facebook, he found that a fan posted a photo of this store and marked it——Tony Stark likes donuts, and Tony Stark is afraid that the world will be chaotic. Liked.

After that, Oliver hardly had time to read every day, and he wondered if he should hire a waiter or let Fury take care of the problem.

Anyway, Spider-Man has taken over some food delivery operations in his spare time, which makes the female superhero fans in New York City even more crazy.