Marvel Galen

Chapter 327 The Adventures of Scott

"Scott sees the world very differently from this perspective. Your world is about to be opened!"

Just now he was still doubting that he had met a ghost, but a strange voice rang in Scott's ears. This was so scary!

"Who? Who is talking to me?" Scott turned around, surrounded by his own bathtub, and there was no ghost.

As a materialist who believes in science, Scott is still very timid in his heart. All this is too terrible and cannot be explained by science.

Old Pim was monitoring everything about Scott from a distance, and was secretly pleased that he was asking you to destroy my safe.

Yesterday, Scott went home and left his suit in the bathroom. Old Pim stared at the black screen all night. He was waiting for this moment as the red rage bar was about to be filled.

Old Pim, who had just finished speaking, even felt a sense of joy that the prank had been successful. It was so fun. It was so fun to be the mastermind behind the scenes.

He is really an old kid who has been bored for too long and is extremely happy with every little thing.

No one answered Scott. Confused, he felt an earthquake sound, and Scott felt that he was about to be bounced into the sky.

The curtain of the bathtub was opened, and a super huge Louis appeared.

Scott felt like he was a little ant at the moment, the kind that would be crushed to death with one kick.

"Louis, I'm here, can you hear me?" Jumping up hard and waving his hands, Scott tried to attract the attention of his companions.

"This is a trial Scott, it will change the rest of your life, now the water is coming, run."

The ghostly voice came again, but the ghost was right, water was coming.

Damn Louis, this is a rhythm that is going to kill yourself.

"Ah, ah!!!"

Scott started to run away desperately, he didn't want to be drowned in the bathtub!

Scott had no resistance when the flood came, and he couldn't run as fast as the water. The small current was now like a scourge for him.

The flood rolled up huge waves and knocked Scott away as he tried to escape.

"Yes, it seems that your physical fitness is better than I thought!"

Physically injured and mentally tortured all the time, Scott felt too uncomfortable.

"Oh my god, what happened? I really don't want to believe that all this is true!"

When people are angry, they always like to raise their heads and curse at the sky. Scott did this now. The price for scolding the sky was a huge belt falling from the sky.

Why did Louis turn the water on? Of course he was taking a shower, and he had to take off his pants when taking a shower!

Just now there were huge floods, now there are landslides and landslides.

Scott felt miserable. He just stole something once and he would be in trouble. This must be too unlucky.

Maybe I will have to keep company with ants in the future.

"Louis you bastard."

Louis sent Scott into the sewer with the waistband of his pants, and it was still the kind that kept falling.

By coincidence, through the sewer, Scott fell into the party downstairs.

The eunuch makes a disc player, terrifying high heels, sweaty sneakers, a colorful world under the skirt, a drunkard's flying feet, a vacuum cleaner comparable to a natural disaster, and a terrifying monster rat.

Scott thought he could write a script, and he called it "Ant-Man". It tells the story of a principled and handsome thief who gets a motorcycle suit that can shrink him and save the world. Not all superheroes are popular these days. What?

Finally falling onto a car, Scott finally returned to his normal size.

"The test drive was good. You are as talented as that man said. Keep this equipment and I will keep in touch with you."

That ghostly voice appeared again, and it was all the fault of the other party.

Scott, who was panting heavily, had no time to breathe, and stammered and began to reject the other party, "No, no, no, forget it, I thank you, don't come again, I don't want it anymore."

Legend has it that ghosts who linger on the human world like to possess their favorite items during their lifetimes. Maybe it's all about this piece of clothing.

After returning home and hurriedly packing up his motorcycle clothes, Scott decided to return the things in the evening.

In the middle of the night, Scott set out on his own, quickly crossed the wall, entered the room, found the damaged safe, and quickly put the things back where they were.

The second time I visited the place I stole once, everything was too simple, just like my own home.

"Please stop pestering me. I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn't bother you. I will definitely offer you incense in the future."

Scott didn't feel relieved when he put down his things, and mumbled a lot more, "Just don't pester me anymore."

Thinking that everything was settled, Scott climbed over the wall and left the house.

I just jumped off the high wall, my head hurt, my eyes went black, and I fainted.

"The old man is done, you can hand him over to the police."

From the shadows in the dark, Galen came out with a branch. It was Galen who knocked Scott unconscious just now.

Knocking on these superheroes' sap Galen is still very happy, and it gives a sense of accomplishment, just like educating Tony Stark. These are all bragging rights in the future.

In the prison, Scott opened his eyes drowsily, and the first thing he saw was the person he least wanted to see.

His ex-wife's current husband, his daughter's stepfather Parker, is a stinky San Francisco policeman who looks down on him.

In Scott's eyes he was a jerk.

"You almost made me think that you have really changed your ways. They really hope that you can start a new life. You really made them sad." The disdainful eyes were full of contempt.

"No, I didn't steal anything. I just returned the things I stole wherever I went today."

His brain was knocked, and while Scott was still in confusion, he stupidly told the true story of what happened.

"Made."

After saying this, Scott regretted it. He was such a fool, and he confessed everything foolishly.

"Someone came to visit him Parker."

A black policeman came in and reminded Parker not to do anything outrageous.

It is an unspoken rule to occasionally hit prisoners, as long as strangers are not allowed to see it.

"Who is it? Will anyone come to see this bastard?"

Parker's impression of Scott was quite bad. After all, he was a man who had slept with his wife for many years. It was strange that the relationship was good.

"It was said to be his lawyer, but the other party seemed to be a famous person."

Old Pim was one of those people who looked familiar to everyone, but his reputation had declined after a few years of retirement.

"My lawyer?"

Scott himself was stupid. Since when did he have a lawyer? Could it be that Louis was pretending to come to save him?

I was taken into the room by the black policeman in a daze.

"I told you I would keep in touch, Scott!"

There were two people in the room, Pim sitting on a chair with his arms crossed, and Galen lying on the table as if he had no bones.

Galen discovered that old Pim had been relying on him recently. If he didn't rescue his woman, the old man had a feeling that he would not let him go.

"Damn it."

When Scott heard this voice, his first reaction was that the ghost was still haunting him.

"I'm starting to wonder if you prefer being in prison."

I am a famous scientist, a manufacturer of black technology, a hero during World War II, and a veteran of S.H.I.E.L.D., you dare to call me a ghost.

Why are young people today so rude?

One generation is really inferior to another. Old Pim shook his head and mentally labeled Galen as impolite.

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