Avengers Admissions Officer

What are you doing here?Do you eat? "

"I'm an adult!" Murphy played with a dirty coaster on the other side's hand with one hand, and stretched out his finger to wipe the bar in disgust, "Weiser, can't you clean the bar a little bit? When I first came in, I thought I was in the belly of a killer whale, or just drank a ton of bad malt whiskey."

"I'm a mercenary bar here," Weiser snatched the coaster back without looking up, "How old were you when you first came here? 14 years old? I almost got forced to close the store by the police because of this incident." ."

"Do you have the heart to throw a hungry girl on the street?" Murphy said that he disliked the environment here, but he pressed his elbows to the top of the bar without any burden, holding his cheek, and said every word, "Sister~ "

Weiser finally put down the wine glass that he couldn't wipe clean, and stared at the lazy girl opposite: "If I dare to pick you up, it won't be as simple as being closed by the police, okay! Your dad probably really will Throw me into the lab as an experimental weasel!"

Murphy blinked, then showed a fox-like smile, and said confidently, "I'm hungry."

Weiser glared at her angrily, and reluctantly took out half of a cold pizza from the back. He originally planned to save these for his lunch in the middle of the night: "What are you doing here?"

Murphy picked up a piece of soft pizza in his spare time, and stuffed it into his mouth without disgust: "I'm here to find Wade."

After thinking about it, Weiser poured half a glass of soda for Murphy. It would be better for such a young lady to confess: "Have you looked for Vanessa yet?"

"She said that Wade disappeared, after being ill."

"Yeah, cancer, who knew that son of a bitch didn't die on a woman's stomach." Weiser wiped the bar counter covertly, avoiding eye contact with Murphy, "It's been a year , I guess there are only bones left."

Murphy threw the side of the pizza into the box, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and smiled.

"What are you doing?" Weiser felt a little guilty, "Is he really dead?"

"No." Murphy looked around, shook his head, and said in a firm tone, "Don't lie to me, Weiser, where is Wade?"

Weiser threw the towel on the bar, took a step back, crossed his arms, carefully looked at Murphy's expression, and tried to figure out how much the increasingly elusive girl opposite knew: "You are bluffing."

"No." Murphy had already picked up the second piece of pizza, and shook his head very calmly, "Wade must not be dead."

Weiser opened his mouth, and finally sat down on his chair decadently, full of puzzlement: "Damn, you don't have a crush on Wade, do you... I mean, have the Avengers been staring at Wade? That kid What's so good? How about a good life? You won't keep staring at him!"

"His name has been hanging on the blackboard." Murphy gestured upwards with his oily fingers, and looked at Weiser with contempt and compassion in his eyes, "You are so unlucky that you haven't won such a big bet. "

Weiser bluntly swears. Ever since Wade became a crossbreed with a Shar Pei, he has been full of resentment for the dead pool that he can no longer win: "The Avengers have brought a city down from the sky. Throw it away, what else do you need a retired mercenary like Wade?"

"Personal grievances." Murphy put on an expression of no comment. After thinking about it, he chose to reveal to Weiser that if Wade really escaped from cancer and only Weiser knew, then she really did. It takes Weiser to break the news to Wade, "Vanessa is very worried about him. She asked me if I can cure cancer."

"Can you?" Weiser looked up alertly, looking over the bar at Murphy, "If Wade's cancer, I mean if he's still alive, can you do anything?"

It succeeded. Murphy suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, put on a gesture of hatred from his father, and raised his eyebrows at the opposite side: "Tell Wade, I'm Stark."

"Murphy!" A thick voice sounded from her right, and a bald man with a big beard sat down next to Murphy and gestured for a drink to Weatherby behind the bar.

"Buck." Murphy gestured to his pizza, which was Weatherer's pizza to be precise, but Buck shook his head, he didn't want to eat that kind of sissy food.

"What are you doing here?" After drinking a whiskey, the big man asked Murphy in a muffled voice, "Do you drink?"

"No," Murphy glanced at Weiser with a half-smile, watching him shake the hand that was pouring wine for Buck, and then slowly added it, "I just want my dear Wei... to stop by when he's done drinking." one trip."

Weiser put the bottle heavily on the bar, and before he said anything, Buck laughed and patted Murphy on the shoulder vigorously: "Hahaha, I knew I liked you."

"I like myself too." Murphy took a sip of the sparkling soda and showed an ambiguous smile, "every Tuesday night."

"Hey, my brother on the west coast heard about the suit."

"About my dad's battle uniform?" Murphy pushed the empty cup in Weiser's direction, beckoning him to refill his cup. Excuse herself, she always excused herself when chatting with Wade, who opened this bar!

"No, it seems to be a battle suit that can shrink people." Buck recalled, and smacked his mouth, "I don't know, but it sounds a bit like your dad's. I guess you might want to know .”

Murphy had just listened halfway through, and instinctively wanted to refute that shrinking people is a matter that completely violates the law of conservation of mass and energy. He still didn't say anything. A lot of news about mercenaries has no background, let alone people who drifted from the west coast. The news on the east coast, not to mention the similarity to Tony's armor, Stark's technology is 20 years ahead: "...Okay, thanks, Buck."

"Children grow up so fast." Buck's eyes lingered on her for a while.

Murphy smiled, and the pure temperament of a high school student suddenly changed: "So how much do you plan to spend on me?"

Buck, who was drinking, immediately choked on the alcohol: "...No, no, if I touch you, Vanessa will cut off the source of my happiness and marinate it into Paparoni sausage."

Every time she changed her face, the onlookers suffered heavy casualties. Weiser didn't hear the first half of their conversation, but when he saw Murphy's appearance, his red lips were curved, and his eyes were charming, he felt a stomachache. That one was lying on the bar crying The little girl who said that she would hire all the mercenaries to save her father was getting more and more crooked.

It's a bit difficult to express this kind of disaster. Murphy was still looking provocative one second, and wrinkled his face the next second, grinning and rubbing his shoulder, which was probably swollen by Buck, and touched it. He touched his pocket and took out the money, counted 200 yuan and threw it into Weiser's arms.

"Two hundred... There is no caviar in the pizza you ate." Weiser took the money and didn't understand what Murphy meant.

"You think I'll pay 200 yuan for this kind of pizza?!" Murphy stuffed the money back into his pocket, exaggeratedly opened his eyes, and then winked teasingly, "The 200 yuan is for you."

"Uh... I don't understand." Weiser looked at Buck in bewilderment, as if there was some virus called "Murphy Stark" on the corner holding the money between his fingers.

"Dead pool," Murphy raised his eyebrows, and exchanged glances with Buck, "200 yuan, I'll beat you."

"Damn!"

017

Peter Parker had a stomach ache when he saw Murphy the next morning.

"I thought you didn't need to be here anymore!" After holding back his words all morning, he finally stopped Murphy at lunch time and asked heartily.

"Then how are you going to explain my sudden disappearance to Harry and Aunt May?" Murphy stretched out his finger with a smile, and tapped Peter's chest muscles hidden under his clothes, speechless, "Also, your 'bug' behavior ?”

"Clumsy? Lazy?" Murphy completely ignored Peter's dark complexion, with a sweet smile on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were quite mean. "Or is it the clumsiness of a layman? Choose one."

"I just saved a bus yesterday." Peter was a little unconvinced, but he couldn't help lowering his voice because of the people coming and going. Murphy's words were too hurtful.

"Thanks to Hydra for saving your face." Murphy said unhappily. She had just hinted that Peter told him not to be too prominent recently, but after teasing Weiser and finally drove home, she saw Spider-Man’s vigilante behavior was so high-profile that it left a large-scale feature on the front page of the newspaper. She was so angry that she forgot to call Stephen, “Except for your spider silk, you are moving completely by instinct, okay? .”

"I'm fighting crime." Peter was dissatisfied with following Murphy. Murphy must be used to seeing the behavior of the Avengers saving the world. He saved about twenty people from the gunman. Why is her attitude? As if I did something wrong.

She just hinted to him yesterday that he must keep a low profile. Otherwise, if it comes to the point where she has to mobilize her power to protect Aunt Mei, what's the point of keeping his identity a secret?As a result, before she left for too long, he stole the limelight from the New York police, and he almost gave an interview in a low-spirited manner.Well, she can understand the mentality of Little Spider excitedly wanting to run around Manhattan twice after seeing the Avengers, but she didn't pick out Aunt May on purpose