marvel summoner

Chapter 85 The Black Night
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Hire a nurse.

Job Requirements: Female, no age limit.

Job Description: Accompanying elderly patients with Alzheimer's disease.

Hourly wages: Bring your own price.

The only requirement: the patient's own approval.

Remarks: Black-hearted preserved egg, don't come to make trouble, I will tell you.
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A recruitment message, edited by Tiwan and published by Arnold on various part-time, full-time, nursing and other websites in New York.

This is an ability of Arnold - he himself is a small supercomputer, the kind that surfs the Internet for free.

Tiwan remembered something and said, "By the way, I also sent a copy to Fergie, using my mobile phone number."

Poor Fergie, a good lawyer, was suddenly used by Ti Wan as a butler.

As for the last "note"?
There is no doubt that it is aimed at Fury.

It is not only to warn Fury not to insert agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., but also to let Snake and Shield know that it is extremely repulsive for people with good intentions to intervene in this matter.

The attitude is shown, do you want to cooperate?
Anyone who dares to reach in without understanding, Tiwan will definitely chop off the hand after finding out, and then clean it up with the owner!

"Cause we belong"

The phone rang, and it was the hottest song "My life would suck without you" this year, which Arnold changed for him just now
Strange to say,
Arnold, who is usually surrounded by cuckoos all over the world, has started listening to pop music since he went down the mountain.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was a strange call. The number was quite beautiful, ending in four nines.

Who is this?

Everyone you know has a deposit number, but there are many people you don't know.

While guessing, Tiwan picked up the phone and said, "Tiwan Chen, who is it?"

"Norman! Cough! Norman Osborn." A voice that tried to suppress the excitement came: "I want to make an appointment with you to treat mine. Well, when do you have time?"

Tiwan remembered that it was indeed he who gave Norman his cell phone number last night in exchange for 30 gold coins.

Guessing that Coulson's side will not be evacuated so soon, Tiwan thinks that this side can be dealt with first.

"Where are you now?" Tiwan asked.

"The door, it's right at your door." Norman looked a little nervous: "Please don't get me wrong, I'm not here to rush you. I just want to save you more time."

"That's it, all right, then I'll come out."

After hanging up the phone, Tiwan scratched his head inexplicably.

This Norman is a ruthless master in the movie, involved in human experimentation and dangerous attacks, and belongs to the villain BOSS who can't die well.

Why is your attitude so humble now?

Is it because he is still young and has not yet reached the final stage of madness?
Puzzling to puzzling,
Now that everyone's cars are coming, Tiwan is not going to open the portal anymore, just what it's like to go out and take a luxury car.

Looking at the old lady who was still busy in the kitchen, Tiwan didn't know what to do for a while.

It's not that I didn't persuade her,

But as soon as she persuaded him, she would forget about it after a while and ran to the kitchen to continue working.

If the ingredients are gone, they still shout to go out to sell ingredients.

How dare Tiwan let her go out?
I can only open the portal to buy a bunch by myself, and let the old lady take care of it slowly.

There must be more than enough to eat, so send it to the slums later to distribute to the homeless to accumulate blessings.

"Hey, before the nurse comes, I can only do this first."

Tiwan was in a dilemma, he had a lot of things to do, and he had to earn gold coins, so he really couldn't stay with the old lady all the time.

It would be fine if we separated
Thinking about heroes with clone skills in the League of Legends, Tiwan opened the door, walked out and saw a stretched version of Lincoln parked, and the seasoned Norman waved to greet him.

"Don't be so polite." Tiwan waved his hand: "Don't dare those false forms, giving more gold coins is more practical than anything else."

The 30 gold coins are just for the treatment of Norman's genetic disease, but there is also his son.

If there is no cure, then this is a long-term business.

"No problem, I've ordered my subordinate company to acquire gold mines!" Norman said confidently.

In terms of money, he is still quite confident.

Tiwan was amazed when he heard it. Looking at the face of capitalism, he opened his mouth to buy gold mines!
It is simply atmospheric!

Tiwan:【($ω$)】

A gold mine, how many gold coins are there!

Inexplicable,
Tiwan pokingly thought, you have to be more tenacious about the genetic disease of the Osborne family!You must be as indomitable as the four terminal illnesses!

Huh?
Speaking of this issue, it is necessary for Tiwan to remind Norman.

Enjoying the treatment of Norman personally opening the door, Tiwan sat in the car and was instantly shocked by the atmosphere of the capitalist again.

What the hell is this car?
In addition to the height, this car has sofas, space, and... Zhengtai?

Looking at the little guy in a small suit in front of him, a standard white man with blond hair and blue eyes, his eyes are obviously curious but his body is well-built, his seriousness is very deliberate.

Norman also got into the car from the other end, and immediately introduced: "Sorry, I forgot him. This is my son Harry, Harry Osborn. Harry, say hello to Uncle Chen."

The young lady, Harry, nodded with a subtle smile: "Hello, Uncle Hate."

Great, totally wrong pronunciation.

Tiwan and Harry nodded in response, probably understanding what Norman meant.

This is preparing to piggyback and give his son
"Sorry, sorry." Seeing that Tiwan didn't speak, Norman continued to complain: "Harry has a fever today, so I went to pick him up from school."

For hundreds of years, the only dawn of the Osborne family, Norman was really careful to the point of humbleness.

After all, it's still too young, it's only 24 years old, it's already pretty good to be able to hold on to one's sense of propriety.

Tiwan touched his face, and it hurt a little - it turned out that he didn't wear it on purpose.

"Fever, right?" Tiwan raised his index finger, and a finger-sized sacred ball of light lit up: "Children are not good at injections, so I just cured them?"

"is it okay?"

"Look at you, I just do it smoothly."

"That's really bothering you."

"Um~ah~"

Do not misunderstand!
The weird voice at the end was not Tiwan's, but Harry, who was poisoned by the milk, couldn't control it.

It was Norman who quickly covered Harry's mouth with his eyesight and hands, otherwise the voice might be a little more 404.

Norman regrets it now,

Harry is only eight years old.
Oh, and the males in their family are naturally precocious.

Just give him one for his next birthday present.
Thoughts turned sharply,

Norman had already made arrangements for Harry's birthday gift, and realized that something was wrong with him, and he should have thought of this before.

But when he thought of being able to lift the family's curse, he couldn't help feeling hot in his heart.

As long as the shackles of this curse are gone, isn't the sky high and the sea wide enough to let birds fly?

But now, he still has to restrain himself a little.

Adjust your mentality,
Norman put down the limp Harry and told him to lie down, looked at Tiwan on the opposite table with a smile and said, "It's not strict discipline, I'm laughing at you."

"It's not about discipline." Tiwan expressed his understanding: "This can be regarded as a small side effect of the healing magic, but it's not a big problem, it's a good thing."

Norman couldn't help but think of last night, when Tiwan gave out the standard milk, he seemed to have returned to that night at that time.
Black night!
　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)