Shortly after Lennox hung up the phone, his cell phone received a text message.

Lennox clicked and looked at it curiously, shook his head helplessly and handed the phone to his deputy, Private Mike, with a smile, and said with a smile: "Can you believe that we will encounter such a thing?"

Private Mike took the phone and looked at it curiously, "Dear soldiers!

Your performance in New York is astonishing. The Stark Group has been approved by the U.S. Congress and is preparing the "Avengers" to deal with monsters and alien threats.

(Note: In the future, we should still be a legal unit recognized by the United Nations. Long live money!)

We sincerely invite you to visit Stark Tower for guidance. (Alvin must add "guidance", although I think it is completely unnecessary)

We hope that our "huge" "sincerity" can make you determined to change your current status quo!

I sincerely hope you will come!

Here’s to the richest man in the world right now!

Oh~ Finally, Manhattan Tomahawk will be the war advisor of our Avengers!"

Private Mike looked at the text message on his phone amusedly, smiled at the others around him and said: "It seems that our abilities are still recognized by others. This Tony Stark seems to be more than just the so-called Iron Man. He

His taste is pretty good too!”

As he spoke, Private Mike looked at Lennox and said: "Maybe you should try it, it's better than being put on costumes by those sons of bitches and go on stage every day to solicit sponsorships!

Steve Rogers is my idol, but the first things he did were not glorious!

In the eyes of those politicians, we are just tools!”

Lennox shook his head helplessly after hearing this, looked at the guys who were sending text messages, and said: "I'd better take a look! I have never considered leaving the army!

Maybe I can still fight for it!

I didn't train at SEAL to be on TV one day!

If instructor Frank finds out, he will beat the shit out of me!"

Private Mike nodded indifferently and said with a smile: "But this is a choice, isn't it?

Looking at Instructor Frank’s fate, I think there’s nothing wrong with changing jobs!”

While these SEAL soldiers were chatting, many people in New York City received this text message.

Coulson, Russell, Hawkeye and Natasha from S.H.I.E.L.D., as well as "Overload", "Redhead", "Circuit Breaker" and "Snake Eyes" who came back from Africa to join the war.

There are many other guys who performed well in this battle in New York.

Eddie Brock looked at Old Joey sitting on the sofa with a strange expression on his cell phone, and said: "It looks like I've been discovered!

How did this Tony Stark find my phone number?

Avengers? What is this? A billionaire’s delusion?”

Old Joey fiddled with the revolver that couldn't fire in his hand and said: "This is just an invitation, you can go and see it, or you can pretend you haven't received it!

When that boy named Peter came to find you, you couldn't hide it anymore!

You're different, Eddie, you can do whatever you want!

The only thing I'm worried about is whether you can control the parasite in your body.

If anything happens to you, Iron Man is not easy to mess with. The most important thing is that he is still a friend of Principal Alvin!"

Eddie Brock twisted his neck sadly, and said to Old Joey sadly: "Can you stop calling him a 'parasite'?"

This guy is petty, we'd better be polite to him!"

Old Joey squinted at Eddie Brock's suddenly black eye and said in a deep voice: "This son of a bitch needs to be taught a lesson. You have to be brave. He just lives in your body. You have to

Let it pay the "rent" in full!

This is Hell's Kitchen, you gotta act like a man!

We are all bad guys, but we never lack courage!

Does it still dare to kill you?"

Eddie Brock suddenly twisted his body and wanted to pounce on Old Joey. While trying to control his movements, he said with difficulty: "Don't say "it", he is very angry!"

As he spoke, Eddie pressed his right hand hard on his left hand, pressed down hard, and said through gritted teeth: "Stop, bastard, stop, or I will stuff my head into the microwave."

You damn parasite, if you don’t like it, get out of my body~”

Old Joey looked at Eddie in pain, and reluctantly took out a competition horn from the cracks of the sofa and pressed it hard in Eddie's direction.

"Bah~~~" The harsh sound of the competition horn made Eddie twitch like an epilepsy!

Old Joey held the unfired revolver in his right hand and approached Eddie with the game horn in his left hand.

The former gangster gunman knelt down next to Eddie, who was twitching all over, pointed the trumpet at Eddie's head, and said: "No one here is afraid of you. Eddie is a good boy, but that is not the reason for you to bully him.

You'd better be honest!

You can come over and bite my head off while I'm sleeping, but you'll definitely die!

Remember that kid named Peter?

He promised to visit me every week, and if I disappear or die, he will know that it was you.

Guess what your final result will be?"

As he spoke, Old Joey glanced at Eddie's dark eyes and said, "You live in Eddie's body. If you could leave him, you would have left long ago!

Now let us make a deal, you will be obedient and help Eddie do what he wants to do, and we will find a way to feed you!

Otherwise we will go to hell together~"

As he spoke, Old Joey pressed the competition horn in his hand hard, emitting an extremely harsh sound that made Eddie dance like a little fish out of water.

After waiting for a few seconds, it seemed that it was almost done. Old Joey, a disabled old man, grabbed Eddie's neck and said in a deep voice into those dark eyes: "This is a deal, shall we make a deal?"

As Old Joey asked, the blackness in Eddie's eyes quickly receded. Eddie Brock, who had regained control of his body, used all his strength to protect Old Joey's neck, and said movedly: "Oh my God,

Old Joey, you can't do this, he will really kill you!

Venom can still communicate, and we have cooperated well in the past few days."

Old Joey pushed Eddie's arm away with a cold face, pulled him up from the ground, looked into his eyes and said: "Yes, you guys cooperated well, you killed a lot of red-skinned monsters.

Is it full?"

As he spoke, Old Joey poked Eddie's chest hard with his finger and said in a deep voice: "Is that you?

If you don't even have the courage to control it, you're actually dead!

Think about your experiences, think about your ideals, if you can’t control yourself, what else do you want to do?”

As soon as Old Joey finished speaking, Eddie's neck twisted a little abnormally.

Eddie stretched out his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Old Joey grabbed his neck and punched him in the cheek, scolding: "Wake up, take your courage."

come out!"

Eddie fought with the venom in his body with a wry smile, and looked at Old Joey and said, "It's me now, you hit the wrong person!"

Old Joey shook his head, punched Eddie in the face again, and cursed: "What's the difference?

You idiot, can't you be brave?

You should think about it for yourself, do you want to follow me as a cleaner for the rest of your life?"

Eddie patted Old Joey's arm, rubbed his cheek sadly, and said: "Actually, I have a plan, I want to be a reporter again!

But this time I am an online investigative reporter, and I talked to the guy named "Chip" from the Hell's Kitchen website, and he was able to set aside a "column" for me!"

As he spoke, Eddie held Old Joey's arm, asked him to sit down on the sofa, and said with a smile: "But you can't lose your job as a cleaner, Teji is a generous boss!

I plan to buy a new garbage truck so that we can save some effort.

And every time I drive that old pickup truck with a garbage bag full of condoms, I feel like vomiting.”

After Eddie finished speaking, he looked at the street outside the small apartment and said softly: "I heard that Alvin organized a big party today. I want to go and see it. Venom really needs a lesson~

There are plenty of people out there who can make it sound!

Old Joey, you are right, I should be braver!

I once proved my "bravery" in a stupid way!

I want to try it this time!”

………………

Colson looked at the message on his phone and looked at Russell next to him with a wry smile.

This guy just "took" several boxes of Huba cigars that looked expensive from a cigar shop that had been destroyed.

He also found a picture of *** and randomly packed the cigars, ready to be given as a gift!

Holding the "gift" in his hand, Russell looked at Colson and said, "What's wrong? It's polite to prepare a gift when attending a PARTY!"

Coulson rolled his eyes helplessly, glanced at the monitors above his head, and winked at an agent holding a computer next to him.

"Shouldn't you spend your own money to buy gifts? Man, we are SHIELD, it's really not good for you to do this!"
To be continued...