Avengers Admissions Officer

better. "

"And the Falcon." Steve added a candidate. He had worked with Sam once before when the S.H.I.E.L.D. Out of agreement with Murphy's proposal, "Hawkeye, what do you think?"

"I'm about to retire, and recruits have nothing to do with me." Clint said with a relaxed posture, "But I think what Murphy said makes sense."

Well, Murphy, Hill, Steve and Clint, Natasha and Tony don't need to express their views.Poor little spider, before he took off his headgear, he was pushed and shoved into the elevator by the powerful Murphy. He didn't even leave him too much to think about being in the laboratory floor of the Avengers Building. With permission, let Friday pass the elevator directly to the parking lot.

"Murphy..." The somewhat breathless little spider tried to get close to the cold-faced Murphy.

"Don't take off the hood." Murphy opened the door of his passenger seat, motioning for the other person to get in quickly, and then drove the car, merging into the traffic out of the city at a slow speed that did not match the price of his car, "I I know you have a lot of questions, but first I have to apologize to you."

"What?" Little Spider, who hadn't turned his head back from the afternoon's offensive and defensive transition, turned his head to look at Murphy who was driving with a frown, "I don't understand..."

Murphy was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Peter whose face was covered by a hood: "Didn't you realize it?"

"what?"

Murphy almost sighed for the little spider's heart, and gently reminded the other party: "I deliberately approached you to test you...don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Oh, that." The little spider nodded and replied honestly, "A little bit."

Murphy smiled wryly and shrugged her shoulders. The part that bothered her the most about the recruitment was this link. Both Steve and Dr. Banner were actually a bit grumpy about this matter at the time: "...if you feel that Angry, I can understand..."

"No, no, no..." Little Spider waved his hands quickly.

Murphy stepped on the brakes before the red light, and glanced at Peter inexplicably. The plot at this time should not be that the little spider said angrily, "You approached me with evil intentions and took advantage of my friendship and trust in you. We don't want you anymore!" Are you friends?"

"I can understand," the little spider spoke quickly, completely different from Peter's shyness, "I was really surprised when I first found out that you were a member of the Avengers, but you said you were a recruiter, isn't it you? work?"

"Hmm..." Murphy bit his lower lip and replied vaguely, but he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"I think you care about this matter more than I do." The hooded Spider-Man comforted Murphy, who was clearly older than himself, "I think you wouldn't want to lie to me if you could, right? "

Murphy didn't know how to respond, so he nodded. Peter was a good boy, and he imagined her to be too kind. In fact, when she was performing her task, she didn't feel any burden of lying or alienation at all. It is her natural weakness, but it can also be said to be her advantage in adapting to this job. Natasha said that she is a natural agent.

"Just send me to school." Peter looked at the direction Murphy was driving and reminded her, "My clothes are still there."

Murphy checked the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye, changed lanes, and drove towards Midtown High School.

"So, Murphy Stark is really your name, right?" After being silent for a while, the little spider still couldn't hold back.

"Correct."

"So Mr. Stark is really your father?" He propped his head on his hands, his tone full of disbelief, "God, you are the one I met on Christmas day?!"

"And Black Widow, she deliberately wanted to attract you." Murphy shrugged, don't blame her for this matter at all.

The little spider was silent for a while. He was recalling whether he had done anything he shouldn't have done in front of the Avengers members that day: "Well, I didn't find out. Wait, Harry will show you the tweet you sent special time..."

Murphy was finally amused by the memory: "I never thought it was Harry who showed it to you. I thought you had seen it at home a long time ago, so when I first arrived at school and saw your calm face, I was still thinking, wow, spider The hero is so calm."

"Haha... Wait, if you are a recruiter, are you an adult?"

Murphy shrugged: "I'm actually 21, but Hill insisted that I dress up as a high school student."

"Then you must have been speechless during the exam. The questions should be easy for you." Little Spider shook his head and sighed, "Are you in college now? Back then you actually said you had no money to go to college, You're Stark."

"Actually, I've already graduated." Murphy nodded with a smothered smile, "Genetic engineering...Ph.D. Hulk is my advisor."

"Wow——" Peter just wanted to lament that Murphy had graduated ahead of schedule like Mr. Stark, but it turned out that Murphy was not a bachelor but a Ph. , he was almost stunned.

"And my dad that Aunt May saw before," Murphy took the initiative to reveal, "it was actually Hawkeye pretending to be. And the house you saw, it was actually Master Strange who helped to clean it so clean, but he stole it. I was lazy, I just turned back the time, some of my research materials were lost by him, and I have to ask him to settle the score."

"...So, you won't be staying at Midtown High?" Peter asked suddenly, "Harry said you and Fleischer have a date next week."

Murphy parked the car one block away from the school, and turned his head to take a closer look at Peter. Unfortunately, the hood covered his expression. He said he didn't care, but the young little spider still cared more or less. : "...my student status has not been revoked..."

"And I never dated the captain of the basketball team in high school, I'll have to try."

"you have not?"

"I was only 13 when I was in high school!" Murphy rubbed his head relying on himself being older than Peter, "Besides, the evaluation of you is not over yet!"

"... Then you don't need to be in school." Peter looked around, and there were some vehicles, which he had to carefully avoid. "So I have no chance of joining the Avengers?"

"...at least not now."

"Peter!" Seeing that he had opened the car door, Murphy couldn't help but took out a mobile phone from the glove box and handed it to the other party, hinting at the other party, "Don't be too ostentatious."

"?" The little spider was stunned before taking the phone, repeatedly looking at the same ordinary-looking phone as Murphy's, "Is this for contacting me?"

"No, it's so that you can contact me." Murphy smiled slightly, "Tell Aunt May that I like her walnut honey bread."

016

God, she's hungry when it comes to walnut honey bread, and when she wakes up with nothing but cocoa, she desperately needs something to eat.She looked out of the car window, the sky was still bright, but the convoy out of Manhattan was slowly blocking the road, at least when she drove out of the alley and merged into the traffic queue, all she could see was the red of the taillights.

It would be great if Jarvis was still there, she thought a little sadly. In the past, she would usually leave the car to Jarvis to drive automatically, and then run to the roadside shop to pass the time.

She is so busy!Obviously the Avengers have already solved Ultron, and they can take a vacation to rest, but they still have to finish their work.

She sighed, in fact, Spider-Man's evaluation work is coming to an end, but the damned archmage has lost all her data, and the research data is backed up on the server, but in order to avoid Jarvis, she Some of the assessments left on paper with Avengers surveillance were not so lucky.So she can just use the next week to re-evaluate Spider-Man, yes, she evaluated Peter Parker before, and now it's Spider-Man's turn.And Aunt Mei, she is an ordinary person after all, disappearing out of thin air is easy for Peter to understand, but it is difficult for Aunt Mei to accept, and he has to think of a suitable excuse.

But now there are some important things she needs to do before restarting the assessment, something completely personal, she turned on the left turn signal and merged into the out-of-town traffic.

It was still dark, and the Sisters Margaret's bar hadn't opened normally yet, but Murphy ignored the closed sign hanging on the door, and pushed the door straight in.

There was a lingering smell of alcohol mixed with malt smell in the air, mixed with the smell of rotten wood, which made her frown. It's not that she doesn't drink, but this smell seems to emanate from alcohol addicts. The taste is really not pleasant.In the bar, only the lights near the bar were turned on, and the door was so dark that it stared at her like a monster planning to choose someone to eat. She pouted in the shadows and looked up at the blackboard full of bets hanging on the top. Only then carefully avoided the pool table, and walked slowly to the front of the bar: "I want a hamburger."

The man who was cleaning the glass behind the bar looked up at her: "Are you old enough?"

"Does Hamburg still need age?" Murphy jumped onto the high bar chair, shaking his legs boredly.

"Hamburg doesn't need it, but a minor shouldn't be here." The man pushed his dirty glasses, "You come here