The rebellious super hero in American comics

A day has passed.

It's night again.

At this time, Harry had not slept for several days, but he was still full of energy. He guessed that his realm had probably entered the foundation building realm!

Of course, the hard work has paid off, and Harry has transformed his basement into a physics laboratory.

For the steel suit, he also produced the basic inner mechanical armor and is currently testing its performance.

As for the alloy outer armor, we should wait until the current stage of work is completed before making any plans.

Harry stretched his body to his heart's content and looked at the time. It was already seven o'clock in the evening.

There is a painting exhibition at Baim Art Museum today.

"Kara, continue to debug these smart interior components. Each time the results will be formed into a file, I will take a look at it when I come back."

"Okay, sir, I wish you a nice day." Kara's sweet voice sounded.

Harry smiled, turned and went upstairs.

"Look, my dead house boss is finally willing to come out." Jessica saw him, put her hands around her mouth to make a trumpet shape, and said teasingly.

"The yin and yang are weird."

Harry ignored her, went into the bathroom to wash himself, then went back to the room to put on a black suit, and used some products to style his hair.

Pick up a piece of perfume and spray it on your body.

The memory of his predecessor told him that if he wanted to seduce a girl, it would be impossible to do so if his body was smelly.

Unless that woman is really horny.

After opening the door and walking downstairs, Jessica glanced casually, and then couldn't move her eyes away, her mouth slightly opened: "Oh my God."

Perfect body!

Sunny’s handsome face!

Those deep eyes!

Why does it feel like the boss's whole body is glowing at this moment?

When Harry saw her, his heart moved: "I'm going to Hell's Kitchen, will you go?"

"Go! Of course!" Jessica agreed without hesitation.

……

After half an hour.

In front of Baim Art Museum.

The corner of Jessica's mouth twitched wildly, "Ho ho ho, it turns out I just want to pick up girls, I knew it was none of my business."

"Of course it's your business. Isn't it your credit for me to be here? You can wander around here as you like, but remember to pay attention to your phone at all times. I will call you later." Harry said with a smile and straightened up. He walked in with an upright figure and posture.

driver!

Jessica's eyes widened.

……

When we walked into the art museum, it was already evening, but there were still many people here. It seemed that the Baim Art Museum was really famous.

Harry looked around with dull eyes and casually walked to a painting.

He held his chin and wondered for a long time.

A voice appeared in his head.

What is this painting!

Just take some paint and splash it on and fill in your name?

I drew this kind of painting when I was in primary school.

Tread-tap-

Slight footsteps sounded, starting from a distance and getting closer and closer to me.

Something clicked in Harry's mind. The high heels were of a woman. He closed his eyes, and a picture was sketched in his mind. He instantly grasped the 360-degree vision without blind spots.

coming.

"Hi, Harry?" a voice next to him said in surprise.

"Vanessa." Harry closed his eyes and whispered her name.

"I'm sorry." Vanessa looked at him with a strange expression on her face, "Are you...?"

"Oh, I'm so obsessed with this painting. It's such a great piece of art."

Harry opened his eyes and saw the tall woman with delicate features in front of him, and immediately smiled and said.

Vanessa smiled sweetly, "As soon as you opened your mouth, I knew you were lying."

"No, I didn't lie."

Harry looked down at her, "I was literally immersed in a painting."

"Oh, I would like to know what that picture is."

"A woman."

"Ok?"

"Her name is Vanessa, and she is having a candlelight dinner with me." Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Don't be kidding."

Vanessa suddenly laughed. She could tell that Harry's age should be around 20 years old, and she was already over 30 years old. The age gap was too big.

"Are you free tonight?"

"Oh, it's not that I don't want to go with you. In fact, I quite hope to have a meal with you and thank you very much. But unfortunately, I am on duty tonight."

Vanessa spread her hands and smiled sweetly: "So, I'm sorry."

"I know you don't believe I would do this, but honestly, I could buy all the paintings here."

Harry turned around and looked at her head on.

"If you really do this, I can give you such a chance. It just so happens that I am very tired working alone." Vanessa teased.

She knew that an ordinary engineer from Osborn Industries would not have the financial resources to buy all the art works here.

"Swipe your card."

Harry took out a bank card with a graceful movement.

Seeing this, Vanessa opened her mouth, as if speechless.

Just now, she thought that Harry had deliberately matched a set of high-end clothes and perfume to trick her into liking him, but she didn't expect that he was really rich?

how can that be!

There was a hint of surprise in her usually calm eyes.

He also lied before!

"Put it away." Vanessa smiled and handed the bank card back, "I hope my works can be purchased by people who have feelings for them, not like you, who will only make them... It's eating ashes in the attic, but I can't sell it to you."

Ok.

The above is a wrong example. It's because Harry has little experience and uses the standards of girls in his previous life to measure the women here.

"You are right. In my hands, they will only be pearls covered in dust."

Harry sighed and put the card into his trouser pocket.

He then said easily: "However, I am indeed very interested in a painting called Harry and Vanessa's Candlelight Dinner."

"Sounds like a scary painting." Vanessa couldn't help laughing. After a while, she nodded gently, "Okay, after I finish dealing with this, I will go have dinner with you. Thank you very much. you."

"However, you are expected to have to wait here for more than three hours, so if you are impatient, we can..."

"Vanessa."

Harry stretched out a finger and shook his head to stop her from continuing, with a serious expression, "Don't say three hours, as long as you are here, I can stay here all day."

Vanessa smiled, turned around and walked away slowly.

Another lie.

Harry reluctantly returned his gaze to the painting.

His performance just now...

So rotten.

He realized.

However, it is indeed a step towards success.

Harry turned to look at Vanessa, with a smile on his lips. This woman was the most perfect-looking, delicate-skinned, and calm-tempered woman he had ever seen.

He would never be able to forgive himself for missing such an attractive woman.

Three hours passed quickly.

Harry seemed to be looking at the artwork here, but in fact, he was thinking about Daredevil and the Punisher. These two guys' physical strength is completely ordinary, and I'm afraid they won't earn much experience points in a day... …

But at least it’s worth brushing off.

But the main thing is to get the Lizard and Spider-Man out. Speaking of Spider-Man, it seems that I am going to have a chat with Gwen.

Just after ten o'clock, everyone else in the Baime Art Museum was gone, and only Harry and Vanessa were inside.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

Turning around and looking over, a fat man with a bald head walked in, his expression as calm as possible, and a little nervous in it.

He still looks fat.

Harry sighed inwardly, how could he be so fat.

Fortunately the door is three meters wide.