Marvel, who rescued him? !

Come and see me? Of course Taylor just thought about it, he was just curious.

How could someone do such a perverted thing?

Just curious...hehe...hehe...hehe...just curious.

The next day, he walked openly in Queens, New York City, contacted the house salesperson, and went to the house he had chosen long ago.

Looking at the coins flicking in Taylor's hand, the house salesperson couldn't help but ask:

"Sir, have I seen anything before?"

"Where have you seen it?" After catching the coin and flipping his wrist, it turned into an FBI ID. Taylor looked at him coldly and asked:

"You can think carefully about where you have seen me. You weren't sent to prison by me, right?"

"Never seen it! Never seen it! Of course not!" The house salesperson waved his hands hurriedly.

Taylor raised his eyebrows and came forward, holding the FBI ID towards him so that he could see it more clearly:

"Can I get a discount on this?"

"Of course...it won't work!" the house salesperson politely refused.

He turned his left hand, holding a pistol, and asked, "Can I get a discount on this?"

"This..." The house salesman raised his hands in embarrassment.

"Then...can I get a discount if I add this to this?" He said with an FBI ID in one hand and a gun pointed at the house salesperson's head.

The house salesman immediately smiled and said:

"This... of course is no problem! We will give you a set of house insurance!"

The house salesman's eyes flashed: What could happen to this house in Queens? The first year of insurance is given to you! Are you going to give us money in the second year?

It was already evening when he went through the relevant formalities for house sales and paid taxes, and Taylor began to visit his new house, a three-story composite villa.

Generally speaking, its previous owner took good care of it and maintained it very well. Of course, this is why Taylor chose it.

It has been almost a year since Tyler came to the Marvel Cinematic Universe (Earth-). This was the most comfortable sleep he had in a year, and he slept until noon the next day.

Taylor said with emotion: Beautiful daily life will start from now on.

As an immortal old general on the stage, what's wrong with the flags behind his back?

Turning on the gas stove and frying eggs, I, Taylor, said here today that I am not going anywhere today. Even if I stay at home and starve to death, I will die here. This is where I come from...

ding dong...

The ringing of the doorbell made Taylor stunned. He touched the pistol on his waist, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the door step by step.

Damn it! Who could be outside the door? Black Bald Braised Egg? The white-bald Ancient One? Or the purple bald Thanos?

After a slight hesitation, Taylor walked to the door, reached out and opened the door.

Two adults and three children were standing outside the door. George was holding an apple pie in his hand. He was slightly startled when he saw Taylor. His wife Helen Stacey said with a smile:

"Hi~ We are your good neighbors. We heard that this place was bought by someone, so we came here to say hello.

I'm Helen Stacey, and this is my husband, George Stacey, and our baby girl, Gwen Stacey. "

Helen said, pressing Gwen's head, grabbing Gwen's hand and saying hello to Taylor.

Gwen...the little girl she had seen at the door of the police station, she also smiled happily when she saw Taylor.

Then Taylor discovered that one of her front teeth had grown out, but several teeth next to it had fallen out.

Smiling silly.

"Hello!" Taylor raised the corners of his mouth, smiled brightly, and introduced himself:

"I am your new resident John Taylor. Of course I don't like others to call me John. Just call me Taylor. Currently..."

Before Taylor could finish speaking, Helen wrinkled her nose, looked through Taylor, and fell on the room, wondering:

"Why does your home smell like gas?"

"Ah? Ah!" Taylor turned and rushed back to the omelette, and quickly turned off the gas. Although there was a safety valve, it would automatically lock after a while, but when he picked up the omelette in the pot, it was already crispy.

George opened the door to allow better ventilation in the room, and Helen asked Taylor loudly in the kitchen:

"Taylor, our family has just made lunch. Do you want to go over and eat together?"

Taylor's eyes shone slightly, but he hesitated and said, "Isn't this not good? I won't disturb you, right? And I have a big appetite, but I'm not picky about food!"

After having enough wine and food, Taylor patted his belly.

Gwen's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide. She even felt that this was another magical magic.

George and Helen also had shocked faces.

Taylor patted his belly, smiled shyly and said:

"It was delicious, so I ate a little more. As a token of my gratitude, this was my meal expense."

He said and handed over a card.

Helen paused for a moment and said, "That's no need. This is our hospitality to our new neighbors..."

"No." Taylor said with an awkward smile:

"Take it, I... I just want to have more opportunities to eat it in the future."

I don’t find it troublesome when eating, but it does feel troublesome when cooking, especially when I have to eat so much.

After a slight hesitation, Helen took the card, placed it on the dining table and asked:

"What about your parents? Didn't they come to live with you?"

The identity forged by SHIELD flashed through his mind. A black father and a white mother gave birth to a yellow son.

Taylor said honestly:

"I am an orphan. I have been alone since I was a child. I have made it this far on my own!"

Look at the dark blue that I can add some more to, and look at your system. Besides being as handsome as me, what other advantages do you have!

"Poor child..." Helen covered her mouth. The image of a child who had struggled in society since childhood, suffered bullying, and then worked hard to become what he is today, came to her mind.

George raised his hand to cover his forehead. He knew his wife very well, and her maternal love overflowed again.

Putting the card back into Taylor's hand, Helen said: "Don't talk about money or not. We are all neighbors and we should help each other. Don't talk about coming here if you have a chance. From now on, come every day. If you don't come, I will ask George to go find him." And you!"

I knew it, George covered his face.

George has watched all the movies of High Observer. Unlike Gwen, who can only watch "Kidd", he still has a very good impression of Taylor. From the beginning, he was Gilder's follower, step by step, to where he is today.

Although he killed terrorists in "Iron Man", he still felt that Taylor was a good person, and as a police officer, he should lead troubled teenagers such as Taylor and Kuroba Kaito to the right path.

After eating, Gwen ran to Taylor's legs, opened her big bright eyes and pulled Taylor's trouser legs and said:

"Brother, can you do another magic trick for me?"

He knelt down, reached out and pinched Gwen's cute little face, and said, "Okay, little Gwen, what do you want to see?"

Opening his right hand, a caterpillar appeared in his palm.

I thought little Gwen would be startled, but unexpectedly her eyes lit up, she stretched out her little hand and grabbed the caterpillar.