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An old male voice appeared in the sewer, and it was not difficult to hear from the words that this "person" was reprimanding the little turtle Michelangelo.

"But, Mr. Sprint... I didn't provoke them, they shot at..." Michelangelo with an orange headband was still muttering in disapproval.

Moreover, it's not just that you can do it yourself, didn't the eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother all do it? How can you say yourself...

The figure standing in Michelangelo is a big mouse who is walking, and the big mouse is wearing a large robe.

The big mouse is the teacher Sprint just mentioned by Michelangelo.

It was Sprint who raised their four brothers. For the four little turtles, Master Sprint is also a father even if the master. Even their kung fu is taught to them by Sprint.

"Squat!" Sprint slammed Michelangelo's turtle shell with the stick in his hand, causing Michelangelo, who was muttering in a low voice, to immediately shut his mouth in fright.

"How did I tell you, let you hide well and don't show up in front of humans! What about you, how did you do it, not only did you show up in front of humans, but you also snatched back their wine jars... alas, What shall I say to you?"

At the end, Sprint sighed deeply. He also regarded the four little turtle apprentices as his own children, which is why he was so worried about their exposure.

Originally, Sprint was not a mouse all the time. He was a human being, a pure human being, but later became a mouse because of an accident.

Therefore, Sprint is also more aware of the sinister people's hearts. Once the little turtles, which are obviously contrary to common sense, appear in the human world, they are very likely to be sent to the planing table, not to mention that the four little turtles will still speak human language.

"Mr. Sprint, it's my attention to bring the wine jar back." At this time, Leonardo, the eldest among the turtles, said, and as the eldest brother, he took all the responsibilities, "Teacher, it seems that some of these wines are in it. Different substances will cause some changes in the body after we drink it.”

"You!" Sprint was successfully distracted, "Not only did you appear in front of humans, you actually drank these strange wines! Forget it, stop squatting, how are you feeling now? ?"

Sprint said that in the end, he couldn't bear to end the punishment of the four little turtles, and looked at the four little turtles worriedly.

When he turned into a mouse, and the four little turtles turned into human figures, it came from an out-of-control chemical experiment. He was deeply aware of the dangers of those strange chemical solutions.

Hearing that the punishment squatting was over, the four brothers immediately stood up straight and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing. Teacher, don't worry!" Michelangelo walked to Sprint's side with a hippy smile, "I feel like I've become stronger after drinking it! If you don't believe me, look!"

Having said that, Michelangelo also made a toned pose.

Sprint rolled his eyes. He didn't worry about this living treasure, but he walked to the big wine jar brought back by the four brothers and looked at the big wine jar in front of him seriously. At this point, the wine jar had been re-covered by Strimp.

But after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find any logos about the company or enterprise on the wine jar, as if it was a wine jar that was bought at a roadside store!

This... doesn't make sense! Although I don't know why the four little turtles feel stronger after drinking it, what is certain is that there must be some ingredients in this wine!

This kind of stuffed stuff must be produced by some high-tech or biochemical-related companies. This kind of thing in the enterprise must have its own logo.

"Teacher, what are you looking for?" Leonardo, the most stable character, came over and asked while standing beside Sprint.

"I'm looking for which company made this!" Sprint rolled his eyes and said angrily, "I want to know the antidote to this thing in case you drink something indiscriminately and what goes wrong. where to find it."

Leonardo scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and then he seemed to suddenly think of something, "By the way, teacher, I seemed to see a sign like this on that truck yesterday."

Having said that, Leonardo dipped his finger in the wine and drew a sign on the wine jar.

"The Osborne Group." Sprint's rat face had a hint of solemnity.

As Sprint, who has been in human society for decades, he is naturally aware of the name of the Osborn Group, which is a group focused on researching biotechnology.

The wine flowing out of this group obviously cannot be ordinary wine! What's worse is that a group with abundant financial resources like Osborn's security force is not weak. If you want to sneak in and steal the "antidote", it is even more difficult.

Seeing the solemn expression on Teacher Sprint's face, Leonardo scratched his head with his three-fingered hand and said, "When we removed the wine vat yesterday, that person seemed to have said that this is not theirs, someone else's..."

This time, Sprint's face was even more ugly.

This time, all hope was completely cut off. This thing was not researched by the Osborn Group at all! I don't know where to find the "antidote"!

The four turtle brothers looked at Teacher Sprint's ugly face, and all became uneasy.

At this moment, Michelangelo, who had the most sensitive nose, suddenly twitched his nose twice, and his small eyes narrowed even more.

He asked for a familiar smell, like last night...

"Hey, Raphael, did you hear something?" Michelangelo softly touched Raphael beside him with his elbow.

Raphael also twitched his nose quietly...

Gradually, the four brothers smelled the aroma of wine that was re-filled in the air, as if a voice in their bodies kept telling them that they must drink this wine, making them uncontrollably want to move their legs to the wine. The direction the fragrance came from.

Finally, even Sprint could smell the wine in the air.

He himself is a little uncontrolled and wants to go to find the source of this wine aroma! This wine aroma is obviously not that simple!

"Teacher." Leonardo struggled out of this urge with difficulty, reached out to cover his nose, and said to Sprint, "We..."

As he spoke, he also found a few pieces of cloth in the base, covering the brothers and teachers over their mouths and noses.

After the fabric completely cut off the smell, the four turtles and one mouse returned to normal.

Sprint recalled the feeling just now with lingering fears, and the smell had a fatal attraction to him!

I even got it myself!

What the **** is in this wine!

Without thinking too much, Sprint quickly said to the four little turtles, "Let's go and have a look, but you must do a good job of blocking the taste, let's go and see where the wine is made. , and what was added to the wine! Remember, don't be impulsive! We're just going to have a look!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the four apprentices, Sprint nodded in relief.

Although the little turtles are sometimes naughty, but when it comes to business, the little turtles are still very reliable.

Donatello didn't know where to take out five gas masks and distributed them to everyone.

Then, four tortoises, one mouse, began to set off in the sewers and touched the source of the smell.

Among them, Michelangelo's sense of smell is the most sensitive. He occasionally lifts the gas mask on his face to identify and correct the direction. Others wear gas masks and always pay attention to Michelangelo's reaction. Once the other party falls into that state again, the rest The three tortoises will help it put on the mask again.

...

Just when Angelo was bored fishing for turtles in the sewers, Stark had already fallen asleep.

"Jarvis, how long have I slept." Stark reached for a bottle of wine on the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass.

Jarvis' voice came from the stereo, "Sir, you've been sleeping for five hours."

Stark rubbed his head and drank the whisky in the quilt. "Is anyone looking for me? If not, help me plan a route without traffic police. I think I should be the home of Peter Parker's child. Look."

"Well, sir, while you were sleeping just now, there were two phone calls from Miss Pepper and Mr Norman Osborn. They left you a message. Do you want to listen now?"

"Help me in." Stark said while wearing his clothes.

"Okay, sir."

The two people's messages started to play on the speaker.

In fact, there is nothing special. Pepper called to tell Stark that the lawyers of the Stark Group have been in contact with the lawyers of the Osborne Group and the Rand Group, and they are sorting out materials and preparing to sue the Pentagon.

And Norman Osborn, the old fox, called Stark and said that he could short some shares of Hammer Industries by the three companies at the same time.

Since the Stark Group withdrew from the arms production industry, Hammer Industries has become the largest supplier of weapons to the military and the largest supporter of the military.

Norman Osborn is indeed an old fox. At this time, shorting the stock price of Hammer Industries can not only attack the military's strength in all directions, but also take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

Hammer Industries' stock price is set to plummet once three top consortiums and an up-and-coming internet celebrity tech company (Angelo's Redemption Tech) join forces to back the president against the military.

It's a sure-fire deal!

Of course, there is also the reason why Norman Osborn himself could not fully eat this pie. Although Hammer Industries is not as good as Stark Industries, with the support of the military, its strength is not weaker than that of top consortiums.

After listening to Norman Osborn's message, Stark smiled and asked Jarvis to tell Pepper the news, and Pepper would naturally know how to deal with it.

He randomly picked a Mercedes-Benz limited edition sports car in the garage, sat on it, and started the car with the roar of the engine.

According to the plan that Jarvis provided him without the traffic police, Stark turned left and right all the way and finally reached Queens, downstairs of Peter Parker's apartment.

Holding the phone and following the address on the profile, Stark went upstairs and knocked on the door of an apartment.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Parker's house?"

Stark didn't wait too long, footsteps soon came from the apartment, and some old wooden doors creaked open.

The door was opened by an old man with gray hair.

The old man looked suspiciously at Stark in front of him, and after a while, he recognized Stark's well-known face.

Ben Parker said in disbelief, "You are... Mr. Tony Stark? President of the Stark Group?"

Stark looked at the old man in front of him, compared Peter Parker's information in his mind, shrugged and said, "It should be the former president of Stark Group, I resigned, and the current president is Pepper Hello, miss, Mr. Ben Parker."

"Uh... I'm Ben Parker, what's the matter with you?" Ben Parker was a little hesitant at this time.

His family is not a wealthy family. He is just an ordinary taxi driver. He has nothing to do with such a rich man as Stark. Able to call your own name correctly...

Ben Parker doesn't remember pulling the billionaire when he was driving a taxi.

"I'm here to find Mr. Parker, um, it's not you, Mr. Parker, it's your nephew... We just met today, is it convenient for me to go in and talk? Or I think I'll make a commotion for a while. ." Stark shrugged and pointed to the corridor.

At this time, a neighbor who likes to watch the lively has opened the door and looked at the rich man Tony Stark who appeared in the apartment building in disbelief.

Only then did Ben Parker react, and he quickly let Stark into the house.

After sitting down on the sofa, Ben Parker asked nervously, "Mr. Stark, what's wrong with Peter?"

In his opinion, the only person Tony Stark can interact with his family is Peter. Although his nephew has always been such a good student, Stark also said just now that he is here to find Peter.

"No, Peter is a good boy. He didn't cause trouble. If he did, the police should be knocking on the door." Stark said amusingly, "Don't worry, Ben. Is Peter here? I want to chat with him. "

Ben finally calmed down and shouted to a room in the apartment ~www.wuxiamtl.com~Peter! Come out! "

"Come here." Peter's voice came from the door.

Peter appeared at the door of the room wearing pajamas and rubbing his eyes. I didn't sleep last night, and apparently Peter was making up for it.

When he saw Stark sitting on the sofa in the hall, his mouth widened in surprise.

"Mr. Parker," Stark called out.

"Ah...why are you here, er, no, Mr. Stark, hello, I'm Peter." Peter said nervously and at a loss, "Where is Mr. Father? Is Mr. Father here, I haven't get ready……"

Stark couldn't help laughing because of Peter's talkativeness.

"I'm Tony."

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