Marvel Super Armor

Using the energy storm to switch modes, Ethan directly decomposed the explosive flames that enveloped Doctor Octopus. At the same time, he turned horizontally in the air and turned around to kick Doctor Octopus far away, allowing her to escape directly from the explosion range. .

"Wow! You're awesome man!"

Peter excitedly jumped off the rooftop and swung over to check the situation: "This wave of support is really timely!"

"Uh... it should be."

The corner of Ethan's mouth twitched, and he was really embarrassed to say that he actually happened to hit the explosion when the mutant demon was thrown towards him.

"Listen, I don't want to disturb you, but do you remember that we have a big problem that we haven't solved yet?" Steel interrupted the conversation between the two.

Ethan suddenly had a look on his face and quickly turned to look in the direction where he was thrown. Sure enough, the mutant demon had already taken advantage of these few words to grease the soles of his feet.

"Okay, he ran away again. Is this guy a cockroach?" Ethan grinned in pain.

"He seems to be here with Doctor Octopus to grab something... a gift crab!"

Peter also cursed, only to realize that Doctor Octopus, who had been kicked to nowhere by Ethan, also took this opportunity to escape.

"That's great. I've been busy for a long time in vain." Ethan was a little helpless.

"Hey, hey, I'm not working in vain. The Green Goblin is still in my hands. Look, isn't he right over there on the sky... stage..."

Looking at the rooftop where a few pigeons had fallen, Peter felt like crying and lowered his head in frustration:

"...Great, another fruitless day."

"It doesn't have to be so absolute."

Ethan patted his shoulder and gestured downwards.

Peter followed his direction and saw the bald criminal who had initially robbed the plutonium truck being escorted into a prison van by the police. He struggled violently on the road unwillingly and knocked down several police officers. In the end, the police used electric shock. The gun barely subdued him.

"Look, I've still made some money."

"I didn't feel safe at all..."

"Why don't you kid know how to be content? Let me tell you, this is how you behave..."

Ethan was about to write down the word count when he suddenly saw Harry walking out of the restaurant alone:

"Huh? Harry?"

"Why is he here? The battle just now didn't affect him, right?!"

Peter let go and was about to jump down, but Ethan grabbed the collar and pulled him back, saying speechlessly:

"Are you crazy? Change your clothes first."

"Oh oh oh, I forgot."

Peter turned back to the rooftop. When he went up, he realized that he didn't know where he had left his clothes. After thinking carefully for a long time, he remembered that it was in an alley a few streets away. He could only explain the reason to Ethan awkwardly.

"It's not easy for you."

Ethan smacked his lips in sympathy, and then directly asked Steel to remove the armor from his body and return to the normal mimicry mode.

"What is the principle of this armor of yours? When conditions permit in the future, I will also make one." Peter said enviously.

"I'm not sure, alien technology, nanotechnology, space folding, who knows?" Ethan shrugged: "It's okay. From now on, I will help you make thirty or so uniforms, and wear them differently every day. It can be worn in all conditions and on all terrains.”

"I will remember this and will ask for it from you in the future."

Peter glanced at Harry downstairs worriedly and urged: "Go check on him quickly. His mental state has been wrong since he was injured before. I had this problem when we visited his home last time. It’s a feeling.”

"Then I'll go."

Ethan jumped down the alley, jumped back and forth between the narrow walls, and landed on the ground in only ten seconds. He straightened his clothes and ran out of the alley.

Half a minute after he left, a figure slowly stood up in the deepest corner of the alley. It was Norman who was hiding here and taking off his armor.

Peter, who was upstairs, was still watching Harry quietly, otherwise he could have caught him immediately.

"Ethan Walker..."

Norman muttered Ethan's name, his eyes filled with disbelief and coldness.

He pondered in place for a few seconds, gathering his thoughts and words, and then hurried out of the alley, following Ethan's footsteps and walking towards Harry.

"Hey! Harry! Why are you here too? The chaos just now didn't hurt you, did it?"

Ethan ran over waving his hand, and as soon as he met Harry, he started circling him to check if he was injured.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

Harry pushed Ethan's hand away slightly and said calmly.

He already had a grudge in his heart from the previous incident. Now seeing how much Ethan and Peter cared about him, he only felt that it was just hypocrisy. Naturally, he could no longer face them with the same attitude as before.

"Man, what's wrong with you? Don't be so cold."

Ethan showed a caring smile at the right time, but did not go up to hook up with each other again, and he kept a good balance.

For people who are in a bad mood, rushing up to have "buddy"-style physical contact is never the best option.

Research shows that when the tester lowers his head at 83 degrees and looks up at the subject, [-]% of the subjects will be unable to resist the tester's request.

Of course, the premise is that the research results will only be obtained when the tester's appearance reaches the so-called "good-looking and immersive".

And Ethan is a handsome boy who can make all readers feel like they are part of the story.

Unlike Peter's ignorant eyes that people can't bear to scold, Ethan's eyes are always peaceful, as if hiding a blue sea, and can easily tolerate all the negative emotions of the person talking to him.

Looking into such eyes for a few seconds, even the most irritable person will calm down their anger and feel the long-lost calm and peace.

Harry fell into this state. After just looking at each other for a few seconds, he was forcefully pulled out of the swamp of negative emotions by Ethan. His irritable mood calmed down a lot, and even the frown on his brows relaxed a lot. .

"...It's nothing. I was just disgusted by the venom sprayed by the guy carrying a sterilizing tank when I was eating."

His face looked a little pale and sluggish because he had been lying in bed for more than half a month. He looked sickly and looked like he would collapse at a touch, which made people unable to raise suspicion.

"Shouldn't you be recuperating at home? Why are you in the mood to go out to eat out and not invite me and Peter?" Ethan said half-jokingly.

"Haha, you are all busy. You haven't seen anyone all day long. It's not like me, an injured rich man, lying in bed all day with nothing to do."

The corners of Harry's mouth were raised, and he was obviously smiling, but he gave off an unusually cold, sinister feeling.

"..."

Ethan's smile was a little awkward, mixed with a little confusion. He always felt that there was something in Harry's words. Is it an illusion?

But he didn't pay too much attention to it, because recently he and Peter were fighting criminals all over the city every day, and he himself had to go to N-Tek every day for combat training. He had to find time to even send Lin a message and chat about sex. He was so busy. Feet do not touch the ground.

In addition, Harry was injured and it was not suitable to go out and walk around, let alone playing games, a dangerous activity that can easily cause the heart rate to increase and hormones to spike. Even if he wanted to play games online to connect with each other, he would not be able to do so.

What's more, after being busy all day, the two of them couldn't even lift a finger when they got home. Even if they wanted to play games, they were unable to do so.

All kinds of factors combined, Harry has indeed been neglected in recent days.

Thinking of this, Ethan felt a little guilty towards Harry in his heart. In line with the principle of equalizing rain and dew, he ignored Harry's indifferent expression and said with a smile:

"How about I take you home to rest..."

"Harry! How are you?!"

Norman appeared out of nowhere, suddenly ran to Harry, looked at his son nervously, breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the listing, patted Harry on the shoulder with lingering fear and said:

"Thank goodness you're fine."

"Uh...Uncle Norman? Did you two come together?"

Ethan looked unhappy. Where did you go, leaving your precious son in such a dangerous time?

"I originally brought Harry here for lunch, but I just took a call and went back to the car to look for something. Unexpectedly, a fight happened here. I was trapped in the car and couldn't get out. I was helped out just now. "

Norman sounded flustered, but actually explained in an orderly manner.

"Dad, are you not hurt?"

Hearing his words, Harry's eyes looked a little strange, but he hid his expression well, put on a concerned expression, and hurried up to check whether Norman was injured.

At this glance, I found several red and swollen wounds, all of which were caused by Norman being thrown to the rooftop by Peter just now.

After all, the IQ of the researchers in the Scientific Research Department of the Oscorp Group is still far behind Tony. The power armor they have produced is much worse than the Mark series armor in terms of shock absorption and energy consumption, and it cannot be removed from the ends of the limbs. The thrusters shoot out energy cannons, so they must be paired with the Super Soldier Serum to exert powerful combat power. Otherwise, they are just conceptual armors that are useless.

The injuries and swelling on his body made Norman's words much more credible. Although Ethan was still a little skeptical, it was a bit disrespectful to hold on to this point any longer, so he stopped asking and just expressed some concern for Norman. .

After saying a few words, Norman urgently said goodbye: "That's it for now. Harry's current physical condition is relatively weak and he can't withstand this kind of shock. I'll take him home first."

This reason was so impeccable that Ethan could only nod and wave goodbye, watching the father and son leave.

【Are you worried? 】

"Well, I always feel that Uncle Norman is a little weird, but I can't pinpoint the specific problem. Should I say it's his temperament or something..."

Ethan couldn't find a reason to doubt Norman for a while, so he could only raise his head and say hello to Peter, returned to the alley and transformed into a super suit again, sent the injured Peter home, and went to N-Tek Daily special training is conducted at the base.

The method of using super energy still needs to be improved, at least to the level where it can compete with mutant demons head-on, otherwise it will be too frustrating to be beaten every time.

……

Norman's luxury car was driving on the way home. The paint on the car had been painted with a beggar style paint in the battle just now. The car was also hit with many dents. It looked like it was a second-hand car. A scrapped car brought back from a recycling plant.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit solemn. The father and son, who had been chatting and laughing when they arrived, now looked like a pair of strangers who were forced to sit together.

After a long time, as they drove to the villa area, Norman, as a father, was the first to break the silence:

"You got it, right."