Chapter 326
At the table, the atmosphere was a little dignified.
Hank Pym has been wary to the extreme.
Mike would never let him go.
He was quite sure of this.
But until now, Mike has not come up with any terrible dishes, and nothing too spicy.
"Don't think about it, I won't use those things to harm you this time."
Mike put the last dish in front of Hank Pym and said with a smile, "Your body is no better than mine, and you can't stand the toss."
Hank Pym froze and snorted softly.
"I'm very strong!"
Immediately, he couldn't help sighing: "It turns out that we have known each other for so long."
He looked at Mike, saw Mike's sincere face, sighed in his heart, and said, "I'm sorry just now."
Hearing this, the smile on Mike's face became brighter and he said, "Don't talk about this between friends."
Hank nodded.
Listening to the words of the two, Clark and Hope looked strange.
The development of things is beyond their imagination.
Every competition in the past ended with Hank Pym being hospitalized. This time...
The two looked at each other and sighed softly.
Is the youth of the two old men over?
After a dinner, Mike kept his promise, and Hank Pym didn't eat anything spicy, only delicious dishes.
Hank Pym felt more and more guilty about what he had just done, and raised his glass to Mike again and again throughout the meal, expressing his apology.
However, despite the apparently harmonious scene, he always felt a little regretful...
Mike smiled and looked generous.
"Ha! Damn S.H.I.E.L.D., I knew they weren't a good thing! Look! It's all Hydras!"
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"Fortunately, I refused their request at the time and didn't give them the Pym particle!"
"Or it's the world of Hydra now!"
Hank Pym's cheeks were flushed, and he said excitedly with his glass up.
"cut……"
Loki looked disdainful.
Named after his own name, this old man is not ashamed, is that thing so powerful?
Noticing Loki's expression, Hank Pym, who was a little drunk, stared, and said angrily, "What? You don't believe it?" ァ新ヤ⑧1中文网ωωω.χ⒏1zщ.còм
Loki spread his hands, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he turned on the mocking mode.
good guy!
Mike glanced at Loki.
He thinks Loki should be a tank!
What a bullshit mage, can't play his strengths at all.
"Hey, let me tell you, that thing..."
"Hank!"
Mike snorted lowly and said, "Don't keep talking about your Pym particle, I know it's very powerful."
If that thing fell into the hands of Hydra, the world might have really fallen into the hands of Hydra.
That thing can change not only the future of the world, but even the past of this world.
If Loki misses you,
There might be something wrong with it.
Hank Pym blinked, reacted, raised the cup in his hand to Mike, and said, "You still have vision."
Touching Hank Pym lightly, Mike said, "What's the matter with you this time?"
If it was just to show off his wise decision with him, to express the excitement after S.H.I.E.L.D. was destroyed, there is no need to come to New York at all, just make a phone call.
Hank Pym took a sip of wine and muttered, "What can I do? I..."
"He's retired. To be precise, Hank was squeezed out of Pym Technologies. This time he's here to relax."
Hope explained, and seeing Hank Pym staring at her, she wondered, "Didn't you tell me to be honest?"
Hank Pym said helplessly: "Being honest doesn't mean you don't save face for me."
Hope chuckled: "I think it's good for you to retire."
"What's so good? There's nothing to do every day, and you don't get married and give me a grandson to play with."
Hank Pym looked resentful, glanced at Clark beside Hope, his eyes lit up, and said, "I think Clark is good! How is it? Do you want to try to date?"
"Communication? Do we still need to communicate?"
Hope put his hand on Clark's shoulder and said in an ambiguous tone, "We're going to get married tomorrow!"
"OK!"
Hank Pym agrees.
"Then the day after tomorrow, I will give birth to a grandson for you."
"Okay, okay!"
The half-drunk Hank Pym whispered and said in a daze: "The day after tomorrow? So soon!"
Hope rolled his eyes and found that Clark was blushing, he was slightly startled, and he blew a prank in Clark's ear, and said, "What do you think?"
Clark lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of rice, but Gwen on the side held up his juice and said to Hope, "That's it!"
"Hehehe!" Hope laughed: "Little devil."
Gwen stuck out his tongue, glanced at Clark secretly, and shook his head secretly.
Mike raised his glass, touched Hank Pym lightly, and said, "What are you going to do next?"
"Plans?" Hank Pym took a sip of wine and said, "No plans."
"He originally planned to use the gift he carefully prepared to teach Uncle Mike a lesson, and then go on a happy tour."
Hope stabbed Hank Pym again.
Hank Pym looked at Hope resentfully: "Are you my daughter?"
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Looking at Hank, the smile on Mike's face was extremely bright.
Moments later, Clark and Hope cleared the utensils, and Mike served Hank Pym a dessert.
"Hank, this is just for you."
Mike puts a pudding in front of Hank Pym.
"Just for me?"
Hank Pym was stunned, and half-drunk he instantly sobered up.
what! Mike is so kind?
He knew that Mike would not let him go so easily!
So, this pudding is super spicy? Or is it particularly unpalatable?
Hank Pym sneered, only to find himself getting excited.
"What's wrong? It's just a pudding."
Hank Pym narrowed his eyes and said, "Mike, you are in a hurry!"
Mike smiled: "Don't think about it, this thing is very delicious."
"No, unless you take out the gift I gave you, you take a bite, I'll take a bite!"
Mike sighed and said helplessly, "You don't believe me."
"Ha ha!"
Hank Pym sneered.
Mike looked at him, he looked at Mike.
The two suddenly laughed at the same time.
Old man, you are awesome!
Looking at the expressions of the two, Clark and the others gathered around as if watching the excitement.
But the next second, after a box appeared in Mike's hand, the four people's expressions changed, and they hurriedly hid outside the door.
"Come!"
Mike slammed open the box, raised his brows, and hurriedly closed his breath.
Then he materialized a dagger, swung his palm quickly, cut the 'Blue Cheese Baked Icelandic Dried Shark and Herring Pie' into the size of a fingernail, then scattered the dagger, used a fork to tie a piece, and stuffed it into his mouth, right. Hank Pym chewed defiantly.