Plug-in Players In Marvel

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"Uncle Norman, how long does it take?"

Sitting in the back seat, regardless of the seat belt tied around his waist, Peter Parker was like an active monkey, scratching the back of the passenger seat and poking his head to ask Norman Osborn.

"Peter, sit down~." Because Peter stood up suddenly, the Coke in his hand was almost knocked over. After finally steadying his arms, Harry angrily raised his feet and lifted his friend's calf.

"There are about five minutes left." Norman turned around and said, "Can't wait? Haha, I didn't expect that Peter really admires Stark so much."

"That's Iron Man~!" Peter got excited when this topic came up.

While resisting the resistance of the seat belt, he assumed the posture of the steel armor flying in the air. In order to imitate it more vividly, little Peter also puffed up his cheeks and made a series of foley sounds like "chichichi".

"Iron Man is nothing, if you ask me, Gladiator is more handsome~"

In fact, he liked Iron Man more in his heart. However, in order to pursue a sense of presence and behave differently from his friends, Harry deliberately chose another target against his will.

"No, Iron Man is handsome. He can fly and shoot lasers~!" While retorting, Peter opened his palms and made the gesture of shooting in the steel suit.

"If you are a man, you should fight head-on~! Iron Man is always flying around dodging and fighting, he is not tough at all. Gladiator is the most powerful, he never hides." Harry responded without giving an inch. Said: "Besides, Gladiator is taller and stronger than Iron Man."

"No, Iron Man is the strongest. No matter how powerful your Gladiator is, I can fly into the sky and you can't hit me~!"

"Don't land if you can, otherwise, my gladiator will chop you down with one axe~!"

As they talked, the two little guys unconsciously put themselves into the shoes of Stark and Shi Xiaolei, as if they themselves were Iron Man and Gladiator.

It was indeed a bit noisy, but Norman Osborne, who was sitting in front, didn't feel bored at all.

My wife passed away two or three years ago, and I have to face the pressure of "I am about to turn 40, and I don't know if I will get sick on that day." I have to invest a lot of time in research to find ways to combat genetic diseases... Because of this situation, my son Harry has been very unhappy in the past two or three years, and he is far less active than he was in the past few years.

If it weren't for Peter Parker, who likes to talk a lot, is kind-hearted and willing to listen and share, Harry might still be trapped in loneliness, or even become autistic.

To be honest, Norman Osborn is grateful for the appearance of Peter Parker.

At the same time, it was also because he had seen his son staying silent in the corner and felt heartbroken. Therefore, as his son gradually got rid of the psychological shadow and gradually returned to liveliness, Norman's sense of perception also changed. Something shifted.

Take the current situation as an example. A few years ago, Norman would have found it quite noisy, but now, he would only feel lucky and not bored at all.

What's more, when the two little guys bickered, their words were full of childishness, and the content was quite interesting.

A few minutes passed by in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the car had arrived at the golf course and parked in the open space in front of the main building.

"Kids, we're here." With a greeting, Norman Osborne opened the car door and walked out.

Peter Parker, who was sitting on the right, had already seen Stark waiting at the entrance of the hall.

Without the help of Norman Osborne to open the door, the little guy couldn't wait to unbuckle his seat belt, opened the car door very quickly, and jumped out of the car quickly.

"Wow~~! Iron Man~~!" Holding his face in his hands, with Stark in his eyes, the little spider shouted excitedly like a star-chasing fan girl.

"Get out of the way~." With Peter blocking the door and unable to get out of the car, Harry raised his hand angrily and pushed his friend gently.

He didn't know that Harry pushed himself to clear the way, but thought he was encouraging himself. With this small force, Peter Parker unconsciously raised his short legs and ran towards him with open arms. Stark.

"Oh oh oh~." Seeing that the little spider was about to fall down when he was mixing garlic at his feet, Stark quickly took two steps forward and raised his hand to support the little guy: "Don't be so excited, little guy, you are... "

"You are my fan, no no, I am your idol, uh, that's not right, I mean..." Standing in front of Stark, Peter was so excited that his tongue was tied.

"Calm down, calm down, kid." Squatting down and looking straight into Peter's eyes, Stark smiled: "Let me sort it out, what you want to say is 'you are my fan', right?" Bar?"

"Hmm~." Peter nodded his head vigorously, and his velvet hat slipped off because he moved too fast and too urgently.

"Discerning~." Giving Peter a thumbs up, Stark put a hand on his shoulder and stood up: "So, lucky little fan, what's your name?"

"I, I, I..."

"This is still called Peter Parker." When little Peter stuttered and couldn't answer, Norman Osborn took Harry's little hand and walked over: "This is my son Harry Osborn. They are good friends." Friends, like twins. Long time no see, Stark. If I remember correctly, it was half a year ago that we last met."

"At that summit in Seattle? I remember it." Stretching out his hand and shaking hands with Norman Osborn, Stark said with a smile: "Let me introduce to you, this is my friend Locke. "

"Hello, Mr. Locke."

"Hello, Mr. Osborne." Shi Xiaolei responded with a smile: "If you don't mind, just call me Locke. That's what my friends all call me."

"Okay, Locke, you can also call me Norman."

The pleasantries between adults have no meaning in the eyes of children. For example, at this moment, Harry didn't pay any attention to what a few people said, he just kept staring at Shi Xiaolei...

It wasn't until a few seconds later that Stark was about to suggest, "Let's go in and talk," that Harry suddenly spoke and asked Shi Xiaolei abruptly: "Um, Locke, are you a gladiator?"

Gladiator?

Although I know that people who eat melon have given me such a nickname, but because I rarely hear it mentioned...

After a moment's delay, Shi Xiaolei reacted and faced the little guy's gaze with a look of surprise: "How did you guess that?"

"Because you are very tall." Harry replied while pointing at Stark: "And you still stay with him. You look like a good friend."