MTL - The Father of Superheroes-Chapter 546 kitchen

"Hank!"

"Mike!"

In the chatter, the two embraced.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Mike looked at Hank Pym: "You look good, still so energetic."

"Of course."

Hank Pym smiled and patted Mike on the shoulder, and hugged Riven again.

"Welcome, always beautiful Ruiwen."

Raven smiled and nodded.

"Uncle Hank, this is a present for you."

Gwen handed some gift boxes to Hank Pym, and little Lamb beside him hurriedly handed out the red wine in his hand.

Hank Pym took it with a smile.

"Gwen is getting prettier and a big girl."

Gwen said happily: "Uncle Hank is getting more and more attractive."

"You can talk!"

The wrinkles on Hank Pym's laughing face came together.

"This is Lamb, it's... so big!"

Hank Pym looked at the well-behaved little Lamb, and his tone was full of amazement.

Although he had heard about Little Lamb, he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes when he really saw Little Lamb.

"Uncle Mike! Come in!"

Hope greeted the Mike family happily and welcomed them in, while Hank Pym carried a gift box and a bottle of red wine, like an old housekeeper who went out to buy goods and followed the owner's house.

Hank Pym's face darkened.

"Let me do it."

Clark smiled and walked up to Hank Pym, taking what was in his hand.

Hank Pym nodded in satisfaction.

This kid, with a wink, deserves to be my future son-in-law.

Back home, Hope served drinks for everyone and sat beside Clark.

Mike and Ruiwen sat opposite Hank, Gwen's eyes kept rolling on Clark and Hope, with a smile in his eyes, while little Lamb looked around curiously, watching the corners that kept coming out Ants coming in and out.

"You are here this time..."

"For the wedding of the two of them."

"wedding…"

"You have the final say on how to hold it."

"The two of them..."

"It's a perfect match!"

"Mike, you..."

"Handsome and charming man!"

Hank Pym's mouth twitched: "Shameless, can you let me say a complete sentence?"

"What else do you have to say?"

Mike smiled at Hank Pym.

Hank Pym opened his mouth, but was speechless for a long time.

Good guy, it seems like the matter of Clark and Hope was given in a few simple words.

Of course, the main reason is that the two of them are too familiar with each other. The two children have known each other since childhood, and there is nothing to understand. Both of them are very satisfied with each other.

Hank Pym glared at Mike: "You're still so annoying."

"Hate?"

Mike squeezed his chin and said in a low voice, "You hate me. You have such a good relationship with me. You have kept in touch with me for so many years. It's just true love."

"roll roll roll!"

Hank Pym waved his hand angrily.

Mike spread his hands and looked innocent.

Looking at the two bickering, Clark couldn't help laughing.

These two are old friends, and only they who have been with each other for more than 20 years can joke like this.

Hope and Clark's marriage was settled in just a few words.

After chatting for a while, Mike looked at the stairs and said, "Hey, friend over there, won't you come out and meet?"

"Haha! I said I would find out!"

Scott Lang smiled awkwardly and walked out slowly, seeing everyone looking at him, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

After all, he was just a thief a few days ago, but now he has met Mike Kent.

"Hi, my name is Scott Lang, I'm Hank's employee, nice to meet you."

Scott Lang excitedly introduced himself to Mike.

Mike nodded to it: "Mike Kent!"

Scott Lang said excitedly, "Are you really that Mike Kent?"

"If you're the one from Kent... yes!"

Mike generously admitted his identity.

Before they came, their family had removed their disguise.

Scott Lang excitedly said, "Can I have an autograph?"

sign?

Mike was startled, this was the first time he was asked to sign.

"Can."

He responded, and Scott Lang took out a photo and a pen from his body and handed it to Mike under the speechless gaze of Hank Pym.

Mike stared at the photo for a while.

It's a picture of him sitting on the throne.

"This photo?"

"Your previous videos were very popular, and these photos are now sold in many places."

"Have it?"

Mike grunted.

Hope smiled: "Of course, Uncle Mike, you have no idea how popular you are now."

The video of the fight in front of the White House is still the most viewed video in the world so far.

The battle that took place on Kent some time ago, because of the relationship of tourists on Kent, and a video circulated, made Mike fire again and made a new legend.

"Haha, I really didn't notice!"

Mike laughed happily and signed his name on the photo.

Scott Lang happily put it away, the corners of his mouth grinning to the back of his ears.

"What's so happy, isn't it just a photo?"

Hank Pym looked at Mike's proud face and felt very unhappy. He reached out to Scott Lang and said, "Come on, I'll sign your name too!"

"Why do I want yours? It's worthless!"

Looking at the autographed photo, Scott Lang, who was in a state of excitement, said subconsciously, but then he felt two cold eyes falling on him.

Unconsciously shivering, Scott Lang raised his head stiffly, gave Hank Pym a dry smile, turned and ran upstairs.

"Ah! I'll practice ant control again!"

"Wait a minute and come to the kitchen with me to help make lunch."

Hank Pym said coldly, and Scott Lang answered loudly.

And Hope and Clark looked at each other and shuddered.

Scott Lang had no idea what was going to happen in a moment, and he would surely regret it.

Hope it doesn't affect the action tonight...

Do not!

It must have influenced the action tonight!

Hope's eyes lit up.

This is an opportunity!

As long as Scott Lang is stunned by his father's cooking, she will be the one on the mission tonight!

Just thinking about it, Hope got a little anticipation.

"Mike! You must try my craft today."

Hank Pym said lightly, and walked to the kitchen without waiting for Mike to refuse.

"This old guy is still so competitive, really..."

While muttering, Mike opened a portal, disappeared in front of everyone, and returned to his home.

There is no material here at all.

A few minutes later, Scott Lang rushed into the kitchen under the pitying gazes of Hope and Clark.

"Sister Hope, those smells won't come out, will they?"

Gwen asked worriedly, swallowed, "Why don't we go out."

After a while, this place will be reduced to a 'biochemical' battlefield.

"fine."

Hope shook his head and said, "Hank has upgraded the kitchen, and there will be no smell running out. It's just the process of doing it... It's hard to describe."

"Let's stay away when they come out."

Clark pressed his eyebrows with a headache.

The crowd nodded wildly.

The war between Mike and Hank, they have gone through many times, every time it is 'tragic', they don't want to be involved, and only Scott Lang, who has not experienced it, will be so happy Agree to help in the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Scott Lang happily walked out of the upstairs after putting the photo in place.

Everyone looked at him with complicated eyes.

There is pity, there is admiration...

Scott Lang was stunned for a moment, scratched his hair, and asked in confusion, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Come on!" Gwen gave him a cheering gesture: "Be sure to protect yourself!"

"?"

Scott Lang was stunned for a moment, then realized that Gwen was talking about going to the kitchen.

"Isn't it just to help with cooking?" Scott Lang wondered: "I also helped two days ago. It doesn't matter, Hank won't eat me."

He made a humorous joke and walked into the kitchen with a smile.

"Sister? Is it dangerous?"

Little Lamb asked suspiciously.

"You'll know in a while."

Gwen said faintly, pulling little Lamb back two steps.

A few minutes later, Scott Lang's coughing and screaming sounded.

Everyone shuddered unconsciously.

"Snapped!"

Scott Lang opened the kitchen door.

At this time, his face was full of tears, his nose and mouth were like a sponge, he was greedily breathing the air outside, stretched out his hand to everyone, and cried out miserably: "Help!"

At the same time, a creepy smell wafts from the kitchen.

"Come in for me!"

Hank Pym grabbed Scott Lang by the shoulders and dragged him inside.

"Save me! Save me!"

Scott Lang screamed mournfully.

He finally understood why Gwen made him be careful.

"boom!"

Looking at the closed kitchen door, everyone swallowed in horror.

How terrible is the smell in it, it can force a person to be like this.

Half an hour later, the kitchen door was pulled open. Everyone was shocked. They held their breaths tightly, stepped back unconsciously, and moved towards the door.

They can run away anytime.

"Doesn't it taste like it?"

Little Lamb sniffed lightly and asked with some doubts.

Everyone was startled and took a breath.

It really has no taste.

Just when they were wondering, Hank Pym came out with a plate.

He looked at everyone's expressions and snorted softly.

"It's all a bunch of people without courage, not as good as Scott."

Before Hank Pym came out, he had exhausted all the smells in the kitchen.

Everyone looked at each other.

"By the way, what about Scott?"

Hope asked, and looked at the kitchen curiously, with hope in his eyes.

As long as Scott Lang gets screwed out of tonight's plan, it's up to her to execute it.

So... come on! Scott!

"Help, help!"

A weak voice came from the kitchen.

Scott crawled on the ground and struggled out of the kitchen.

Tears flowed, and his eyes were scattered, as if he had suffered serious damage.

Seeing this scene, everyone shuddered and moved further away from Hank Pym.

Hank Pym glanced at Scott Lang and said, "It's really useless..."

"Indeed, he is too useless!"

Hope nodded in agreement, but before she could say the second half of the sentence, Hank Pym glanced at her: "It's too wasteful, and I can complete tonight's task."

He looked at Clark: "He brought it to ventilate. It's better to get some oxygen. I have oxygen upstairs."

Clark nodded, walked up to Scott Lang, picked it up, and walked upstairs.

"Uncle Hank, where's your stuff? Why don't you smell anything?"

Gwen's curious eyes fell on the plate in Hank Pym's hand.

"I used new technology to seal all the flavors in the food, and only when you put it in your mouth and bite it, all the delicious flavors explode."

Gwen was taken aback and murmured, "Bomb, bomb?"

"That's an apt description."

Hank Pym nodded.

At this moment, a teleportation door that kept spinning and scattered with golden energy particles appeared in front of everyone.

Mike also appeared in front of everyone with a plate.

The food on the plate kept tumbling like lava, and everyone watched as they kept sucking in the cold air, and even the corners of Hank Pym's mouth were twitching wildly.

This bastard, this is too cruel.

A flash of light flashed in Mike's hand, and after receiving the lava-like food into the portable space, he beckoned to everyone: "I made some food for you."

With that said, he walked to the restaurant and put plates of delicious dishes on the table, then he took the plate of dishes and walked aside, saying to Hank Pym, "Come on!"

Hank Pym tilted the corners of his eyes and looked at the throbbing 'magma'. He had the illusion that as long as he took a bite into it, a hole would be burned.

Hank Pym held the plate in his hand and looked at the cute ball-shaped snacks on the plate, feeling that he was still light.

Mike picked up his finger, a card disappeared, and then a simple enchantment appeared, enclosing the space around the two.

This is a barrier to prevent the smell from wafting out.

While eating the delicious food made by Mike~www.novelbuddy.com~, everyone looked at the two of them nervously and curiously, and their eyes kept moving back and forth on the plates in their hands.

No matter how you look at it, I still think Mike's food is more dangerous.

And Hank Pym thought so too, so he pondered and said with a sneer on his face: "This time, let's compare it with a different method!"

"Another way?"

"Yes!" Hank Pym said lightly: "We eat what we make, and whoever eats it first wins."

"no!"

Mike firmly opposed it, but he was already cheering in his heart.

It wasn't what he expected.

Hank Pym sneered: "If you're afraid, just admit defeat."

Mike hesitated for a while, but he was laughing wildly in his heart, and gritted his teeth: "I would be afraid? Just kidding! Come on!"

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