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Before taking Peter into the car, Garald shook the key in his hand, thought for a while, and then stood beside the cab and made a call.Call Hawkeye who just placed an order in the store.

And the other party picked it up almost as soon as the bell rang.

"Hi, Barton, it's me."

Garald raised his eyebrows slightly: "I want to ask—"

"Oh! Jiajia! You finally called me!!"

However, he hadn't finished speaking yet.On the other end of the phone, Clint's wailing was transmitted along the current, and the elf's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and he took the phone away from his ears.

...can you be a little more reserved.

Putting his arm on the open door of the driver's cab, Garrod silently rolled his eyes inwardly, and continued where he was interrupted: "Your order——"

"Don't, don't, don't hit me! My order didn't look like that in the first place! It's all the captain...Kang Dang!!"

Obviously aggrieved by this.Before Garald could finish his sentence, Hawkeye, who only heard the key words, began to grab the words again, and tried to reveal some people's sinister intentions to him, but was interrupted by the sound of a huge heavy object falling to the ground, as if someone Something hit his head mercilessly, it sounded like it hurt.

"..."

Reflexively touching the back of his head, Jarod couldn't help showing a sympathetic expression.

There was silence on the phone for a while.

And when the voice appeared again in the communication, the person who answered the phone had obviously changed.

"Hello, Garrod?"

Picking up Hawkeye's phone from the ground, Captain America turned around and found a quiet corner, his voice sounded both helpless and sincere:

"Clint was kicked on my shield by Natasha just now, and he can't answer the phone, what can you do with him?"

...same as if you didn't put the shield here on purpose! !

He gave a middle finger to Steve's back.Hawkeye raised his head from the ground dizzily, trying to get up, but met the half-smile look of the black widow squatting beside him, so he closed his eyes silently, hugged his head, and lay flat.

"I actually just want to ask him, what kind of flavor does the biscuit need."

Shaking his head, Garrod sighed helplessly: "But he always won't let me finish my sentence."

"Then make him whatever you want."

The expression was also very regretful. Steve glanced at Hawkeye who was lying on the ground in the posture of a salted fish and pretended to be dead, and smiled gently: "It's okay if you don't do it if it's troublesome."

Clint: ...

Clint suddenly wanted to jump up and fight Captain America.

"I see, then see you at five o'clock, Captain."

And he didn't know at all that there were ten thousand muddy horses galloping past Hawkeye's heart.Garald shrugged, glanced at Peter Parker who was still obediently waiting by the car, and decided to get down to business: "I still have to drive to finish the order that needs to be delivered."

"On the road...wait a minute, you can drive?"

Just as he was about to remind him to pay attention to safety, he suddenly realized a more important question. Steve felt that he was deeply shocked: "You can actually drive?"

"Yes, I have a driver's license."

Not thinking there was any problem with this question, Garald blinked, and the key ring and the car keys were twirling quickly at his fingertips: "Don't worry, Captain. I just rarely practice it, but it shouldn't be difficult. At least I can tell the difference between the brake and the accelerator."

……Oh.

But what if he felt more worried after saying this?

I didn't feel like I was comforted.After hanging up the phone, Steve stood where he was, like a hen who wanted to protect her cubs but had no cubs behind her, and couldn't help but fell into a deep depression.

Regardless of what Steve thought, Jarod stuffed the phone into his pocket.He opened the door of the driver's cab, touched the steering wheel a little excitedly, and then turned his head to greet Peter Parker on the side to get into the car.

The little boy did so without thinking, and climbed into the co-pilot holding the cake box.

then.

"Sit still."

Unscrewing the key, an inexplicable light flashed in Mr. Elf's eyes.Turning his head to remind him, he stepped on the gas pedal.

Peter was caught off guard and pushed into the back of the chair by inertia.

Immediately, he stared dumbfounded at the pointer on the instrument panel from zero to an incomprehensible height in an instant, and the rapid retreat outside the window, which has almost become a street scene of white shadows, and felt that he seemed to be taking off.

Peter: ...

He suddenly had a deep anxiety for his own life.

"I... I, I, can we slow down?"

Holding the box, she huddled on the seat with a face full of horror.Peter grabbed the armrest of the door next to him tightly, convinced that he really heard the moan of the old-fashioned van: "Won't this really drive the car away!!"

"Don't worry, it's strong."

I didn't think there was anything wrong, but Jialuode's voice came from the side: "Jimmy often drives like this, and I haven't seen any problems."

Since I often encounter urgent orders, or orders that specify when to deliver them, it is inevitable that I will get used to opening them faster than usual.After all, if customers are kept waiting for too long, once they sue their bosses, not to mention bonuses, a large part of this month's salary may be deducted.Therefore, as poor people who need to make money to support themselves, they have always known how to complete their work in the most efficient way.

Occasionally, however, they run into unexpected troubles.

such as--

He got out of the car in a frivolous step, and climbed up to the apartment in a frivolous footstep to finish the first delivery.Peter Parker staggered out of the building and touched Garald who was waiting for him by the side of the car, only to find that the elf was staring at the phone, frowning, as if he had encountered something very difficult.

"what happened?"

Putting the signed form in the storage box, Peter asked a little puzzled: "Is there something wrong with the order?"

"It's not."

Looking up at him, Garrod sighed slightly: "Jimmy told me that there was an accident on the road we were about to take, and the entire block was closed, and there is a traffic jam now."

"... Oh." Peter nodded ignorantly, "Then why don't we go the other way?"

"But if we change the way, we will definitely miss the time."

Clenching the corners of his mouth in a bit of embarrassment, Jialuode plucked his hair, his expression became very sad: "And if I don't make it in time, I will definitely be complained... I wonder if Sam can lend me his bird costume use."

I don't know what bird costumes are, but I understand that complaints are definitely a fatal blow to my salary.Peter stood there pondering for a while, then as if he had made up his mind, he grabbed his backpack from the back seat and ran out.

"I'm going to the toilet first, you wait here for a while!"

While running, he turned his head and yelled to Jialuode.So much so that I accidentally bumped into a street lamp on the side of the street, and there was a "boom", which sounded like I was about to hit a fool.

"Peter?"

Seeing the little guy he brought out rolled twice on the ground, then immediately got up and ran away alive and kicking, Jialuode was bewildered.

"It's okay, I'm fine!"

He waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong with him.Before disappearing around the corner, Peter exhorted again so uneasy: "You must wait for me!!"

"..."

This kid really didn't break his brain.

Stretching out his hand to touch the recess visible to the naked eye on the street lamp, Mr. Elf stood where he was, and couldn't help touching his forehead again, falling into a deep silence.

And soon.

The elf's keen hearing allowed him to catch the sound of the wind howling from mid-air, as well as something rapidly approaching him.Garrod looked back vigilantly, but only saw a red and blue object 'whoosh'

It flashed past his head, and then a white spider silk flew over, pulling him and the cake box in the car...to the sky? !

Garrod was stunned.

"Wow! Hello, it's Peter Parker calling for help!"

Holding Jarod in one hand, and shooting out spider webs in the other, the man who suddenly appeared led the elf and swung out forcefully.His arms were tightly clasped around the elf's waist. Although he was much shorter in comparison, he was very powerful, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.And those few cake boxes were also entangled by him with spider silk, fixed together with the backpack behind him, they dexterously shuttled between the tall buildings, and soon swung out from the crowded street.

"so."

Originally, he wanted to reach out and hit someone, but he fell silent the moment he heard him speak, and Jialuode's expression was thoughtful now: "Are you—"

"Ah! Forgot to introduce myself, I'm Spiderman!!"

Leap between two skyscrapers with the elf.The man's voice sounded excited, like a burning young flame: "You must have heard of Spider-Man!"

"..."

Garald pondered for a moment: "I haven't."

The flames around him were extinguished by a sudden cold water.

"No, no, no, it doesn't matter, haha!"

The embarrassment of the atmosphere could be felt through the hood, and the little spider laughed a few times guilty, trying to rescue himself from this suffocating silence:

"We know each other now hehe. In the future, if you can't win the order, give it to me. I can do anything. You can consider sending Peter Parker to get two copies. I don't mind, I really don't..."

"okay."

He spoke suddenly in the midst of the feeling of weightlessness that kept flying into the air, interrupting his chattering.Mr. Elf turned his head to look at the guy who suddenly appeared and took him to the sky without saying a word, the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously:

"You think I can't hear you with a hood on, Peter?"

Want to outwit an elf with ten times the hearing?seriously?

Little Spider: ...

"Do you still want to receive two salaries?"

Peter Parker: ...嘤QAQ.