Hong Fei was sitting in a high-rise hotel in Manhattan, in a very quiet environment.
Half of his spirit is in the Dragon Dimension, constantly opening portals to the multiverse, carefully observing and understanding the core of each star-shaped portal.
He hopes to use multiple teleportation abilities and extraordinary power to build a stable and continuous cosmic teleportation gate.
Usually, this kind of research work relies on science that doesn't sound very scientific, and the final result is black technology that can't be darker.
The representative figure of this kind of science and results is Reed Richards.
But Hong Fei doesn't really believe in his kind of science, because usually, the level of his research results is directly proportional to the subsequent troubles caused.
Science is a way, and supernatural power is also a way.
Hong Fei can extract skill cards from existing magic, and he can also condense abilities with universal significance through skill cards. In other words, although he does not have an astonishing dozen or so doctorate degrees, he has gone all the way to
Today, you can be regarded as a "scientist" in the extraordinary world.
Such research requires a lot of time, so if you need to pay attention to other matters, it is not a waste to allocate half of your energy.
As for the other half, Hong Fei penetrated the buildings with his vision and focused on Peter in the distance.
Since the last conversation, Peter had received a wish and promise from Hong Fei, but he actually did not immediately follow Hong Fei's request to find those friends he had lost.
On the contrary, not long after leaving Hongfei, Peter unconsciously transitioned from a state of high ambition to a state of worry about gains and losses.
Maybe the confidence and support Hong Fei gave him was not enough, or maybe the previous blow left a deep shadow on him. Maybe he even continued to struggle with the hurt his friends had suffered because of him.
, so I would rather be alone than affect them anymore.
This is probably also a kind of unwarranted mental internal friction.
Peter is sitting in the shop.
His former girlfriend Michelle Jones (MJ) is working in this store.
Peter huddled in the corner with snacks in front of him. His eyes seemed to be staring at the snacks, but in fact they were not focused at all.
He held the silver fork in both hands and kept rubbing it. Occasionally, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Michelle who was busy behind the counter, and then quickly looked away.
Whenever Michelle laughed, he would laugh too. When she frowned, he would look around her nervously, eager to rush up and help her finish her work.
But these are all limited to imagination. In fact, he sat for almost an hour without moving anything.
Hong Fei couldn't help but sigh.
Strictly speaking, Peter is a child who has lost his biological parents. Fortunately, he had the care, companionship and guidance of Aunt Mei, a relative, during his growth. Otherwise, he would have been born in an orphanage and might not have been able to go to school.
However, this kind of family situation still has an impact on him. His sensitivity does not lie in being casually affected by others, but in that he does not want to affect others.
From this perspective, it is understandable.
but.
In any case, Peter looks like him now, no matter how he looks at him, how timid he is.
Hong Fei didn't think his idea of thinking about others was wrong or bad, he just felt that Peter didn't take his support from Mr. Hong into consideration at all.
After the last frank conversation, Peter's current state was that on the surface he was afraid of hurting his friends, but deep down, it was clear that he did not trust Hong Fei's strength.
How can you endure this?
in the store.
Michelle walked out of the counter, and Peter buried his head deeper.
However, this time, Michelle walked straight towards him, and Peter was so nervous that he almost broke his fork.
"Hello?" Michelle greeted.
Peter had to look up, with a stiff smile on his face: "Hello."
Michelle, who had forgotten Peter, was very surprised by his performance, but as a store clerk, she still said with a smile: "I see you haven't moved. Is this snack not to your liking? I can change it for you."
one."
Peter glanced at the complete snack and couldn't help but feel ashamed: "No, no, it's very good, I'm just... I'm thinking, yes, I'm thinking about things."
Michelle raised her eyebrows and nodded slightly: "If you need help, you can call me at any time. Well...even if it's a personal issue, I might be able to give you some reference advice."
"Okay, I understand, thank you!" Peter nodded hurriedly in thanks.
After Michelle turned around and left, he looked at the other person's back and let out a deep breath.
On the other side, Hong Fei also sighed again.
In love, many times you cannot use the banner of "doing good for the other person" and make decisions on your own that are closely related to the other person. Because what you think is good for him has actually caused a deeper impact on him than you imagined.
harm.
With this thought, Hong Fei's soul communicated with the dragon seal, crossing thousands of universes in an instant. After confirming his position, he immediately opened a red star portal.
Opposite him, a lean figure squatted on the roof of a pointed high building. He was wearing a gold and red spider uniform, and in the sunlight, the hidden dragon patterns on the clothes flashed slightly.
The moment the portal opened, he immediately turned his head and looked over. His eyes immediately shrank, and he stood up in surprise and called: "Uncle Hong!"
Hong Fei frowned.
These Spider-Mans probably have some problems, they always like to squat in the same strange posture in a place that seems difficult to settle down.
"come over!"
Little Peter nodded immediately, stood up and jumped over.
Falling into the living room, he immediately put away his hood, and his uniform turned into loose casual clothes. He looked around, and when he glanced out of the window, he couldn't help but said: "Uncle Hong, it turns out you have returned to New York. What about you?"
There is no need to open a portal for me, I was just upstairs over there, by the way, why did your portal suddenly change from a circle to a red five-pointed star?"
Hong Fei stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Because... this is New York in another universe."
"ah?!!"
Twenty minutes later.
At this time, Peter, who was older in this universe, had already left the shop where Michelle worked with full of hesitation.
In a red sports car, little Peter finally understood the general situation of the universe through Hong Fei's explanation, and also understood the main reason why Hong Fei brought him here.
"I'm so pitiful in this universe..." He sighed sympathetically, but then he raised his eyebrows and said strangely: "But I also know Michelle. She looks very aloof and doesn't seem to like talking to others.
,How could she like me?"
In that universe, Peter only knew Michelle as a person.
Hong Fei put his hands on the steering wheel and said with a smile: "Emotions don't need to be justified. Maybe it's just a quick glance when you first meet, and you will firmly remember someone else's figure."
"But I didn't find that she paid more attention to me."
"That's because you don't care about her at all."
"This...Aunt Mei won't let me fall in love in high school..."
"She still won't let you become a street vigilante? Why do you still go there every day? Okay, kid, you can study this matter carefully after you go back. I believe this journey will definitely save you a lot of detours. Now,
It’s time to get to work.”
While talking, Hong Fei parked the car on the side of the road.
The arrival of this sports car attracted the attention of many people. Peter hesitated after unbuckling his seat belt: "We should drive a more ordinary car."
Hong Fei paused, shook his head and sighed: "I think so too, but this is already the most common car I carry with me. Apart from it, the most low-profile thing I have is an armed helicopter."
Peter was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "...Actually, this car is quite good."
"certainly."
The two got off the car separately, and people everywhere looked at them directly or covertly.
In the store, Michelle was also attracted by the sound of the engine just now and instinctively looked over.
After seeing Peter, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
Didn't this person just pack snacks and leave? Why did he suddenly come again and change his clothes? Oh, even his hairstyle changed?
When she felt strange, Hong Fei outside the store put his arm around Peter's shoulders.
"Remember, from now on, you are Peter in this universe. What I just told you are your personal experiences, and the girl inside is your beloved girlfriend."
Peter had a grimace on his face, and when he raised his head, he looked aggrieved like a puppy: "Uncle Hong, I'm not very good at acting."
"You are too humble. When you lie to your Aunt Mei, you always make me feel that Oscar owes you a statuette. Come on, life is like a drama, handsome boy!" As he said that, he gently pushed Peter forward.
.
Pushing open the store door, Michelle stood behind the counter and said politely: "Welcome, how can I help you?"
However, she looked at Peter strangely during the process.
Peter licked his lips nervously.
Hong Fei followed him into the store and ordered some refreshments with a smile.
Michelle nodded and turned around to prepare. Bayi Chinese website
Peter secretly tugged at the corner of Hongfei's clothes.
Hong Fei opened his hand with a snap and said with his eyes: You are now a high school student, and you are playing the role of a man who is about to go to college. You are not the little boy who needed me to hold your hand and take you home.
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Peter returned a pitiful look: So love will disappear, right?
After a while, Michelle pushed the dinner plate in front of Hong Fei.
When Hong Fei was about to pick up the dish, she suddenly said decisively to Peter: "Hello, we meet again." After that, without waiting for Peter to respond, she looked at Hong Fei again and said with a smile: "He comes here often recently.
So I think he and I should be considered acquaintances. My name is Michelle Jones, nice to meet you."
With that said, she took off her gloves and stretched out her hand towards Hong Fei.
Hong Fei moved his hands and his smile deepened.
This little girl is really smart and clever. She didn't ask directly, but this way of expression was equivalent to exchanging self-introductions with Hong Fei. Of course, what she mainly wanted to know was Peter.
Hong Fei shook hands with her gently and said with a smile: "I am Hong Fei, he is Peter, Peter Parker, my nephew."
Peter also looked up and smiled at this time.
"Hello, Peter!" Michelle extended her hand as usual.
If the real Peter of this universe were to face such a scene, he would probably shed tears in an instant.
Fortunately, he is now a fake little Peter.
The two shook hands, and Hong Fei walked back holding the dinner plate.
But before he took a few steps, Peter followed him.
Hong Fei paused and turned back slightly.
Peter's face turned red nervously, and his eyes seemed to hope that Hong Fei could give him some more time to prepare.
Hong Fei sighed silently as he hated the fact that iron cannot become steel. Unexpectedly, both Peters were the same.
So, he suddenly turned around.
I saw Michelle watching them.
Hong Fei smiled gently and said: "Miss Michelle, to tell you the truth, my nephew is a bit shy. In fact, he has something to say to you."
Suddenly, both Peter and Michelle were stunned.
But Peter was more caught off guard by being suddenly pushed onto the stage, while Michelle suddenly realized it.
No wonder this Peter would come to the store often, but he would always sit there without saying a word or taking out anything. He would even peek at her occasionally, but Peter's movements were too fast, so Michelle always thought it was her hallucination.
Thinking back to how he suddenly left just now, but changed his hairstyle and clothes a short while later, and returned in his uncle's car...
A young man who was full of love but was shy to express his feelings was discovered by his uncle and was forced to come forward under his supervision. However, he wanted to escape when the battle came. Finally, his face turned red nervously after being pointed out by his uncle.
Michelle looked at Peter and suddenly couldn't help laughing.
Hong Fei shrugged his shoulders pretending to be helpless, turned around, found a place to sit down, and ate by himself without even raising his head.
Peter stood there at a loss.
Michelle pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to greet him.
Peter moved forward with difficulty.
Across the counter, Michelle said generously: "It doesn't matter, don't be nervous, we have met many times, haven't we? At least more than twenty times, what do you want to tell me?"
Peter instinctively wanted to shake his head, but thinking of the task assigned by Hong Fei, he held back.
He raised his head and looked at Michelle, his lips moved several times, but no sound came out.
He was only in high school and was completely unfamiliar with love. He really didn't expect how to speak in such a script.
Fortunately, Michelle was considerate. She thought about it and said, "Why don't you wait until I get off work and tell me slowly? How should I contact you?"
Hearing this, Peter quickly handed over his contact information.
After Michelle wrote it down, she smiled and said, "I won't get off work for more than an hour. I will contact you."
Peter nodded, forced a smile, turned around and sat down in front of Hong Fei.
After eating, Hong Fei stood up, and Peter followed suit.
But his body was suddenly out of control, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch.
Hong Fei glanced at him, his smile as refreshing as ever.
Then, he put the car keys in front of Peter, patted him on the shoulder again, and then walked to the counter.
Handing over a banknote, Hong Fei said with a smile: "Aside from being too shy, he has many advantages. His driving skills are pretty good, and he doesn't know how to speed drive. You can't drink, so he should be safe."
Michelle nodded politely: "Thank you for your concern."
"You're welcome, then, I hope we can meet again."
Michelle glanced at Peter's back unconsciously and said, "I think... there will be a chance."
There is a chance... Big Peter, did you hear that? You should regret it and cry soon!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.
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