Chapter 544

The day became calm again.

But this is the most comfortable state for the macks.

Gwen went to junior high school, as if he had suddenly grown up, and began to tease himself and buy cosmetics and other things.

Little lamb also performed very well in school and had a group of friends. Of course, his identity as a member of the Kent family was confidential.

Eric is busy with the R & D and release of new technology products in the future.

After this period of time, the products of future technology company have been widely recognized, and the products of future technology company have also begun to expand from smart products such as mobile phones to other fields, such as medical treatment, energy and so on.

As for Charles, he was still busy with the education of Kent star and took on the responsibility of the mayor of Kent. He was busy every day.

Clark is the most relaxed of the three adult children in Kenta. Besides going to work every day, he is in love, and every day is very relaxed.

At night, in the apartment of Clark and hope in San Francisco.

Clark hugged hope and the two of them lay close on the bed.

"Huha..." hope yawned and whispered, "sometimes, I really envy you."

"Envy me? What's the matter?"

Clark smiled and kissed hope's eyebrows.

"Energetic! You won't be tired of doing so many things every day."

Hope's words were full of envy.

"Are you tired these days?"

Clark asked with concern.

Hope nodded, whispered, looked at Clark's concerned eyes, and finally couldn't help saying, "Darren's experiment is almost finished."

Darren Klaus, the current manager of PIM technology company, was responsible for the management of PIM technology company after hank PIM was squeezed out of the company.

"Experiment? What experiment?"

Clark frowned and asked.

Clark never asked about hope's work. This time Hopkin took the initiative to say that he naturally listened happily.

"Pimm particles, you know?"

"Pimm particles? Isn't that what uncle hank developed and used on ant man's war clothes?"

Clark frowned and said.

Speaking of Pimm particles, Clark also admired hank Pimm.

This kind of thing can be used in many places. It is enough to change the world, but it will also bring great hidden dangers to the world. If it is used in weapons, it will change the current pattern of the world.

Hank Pimm has always kept a low profile in mastering such a powerful thing and kept it well, which is very rare.

"Yes, that's it."

Hope leaned in Clark's arms tired: "Darren has always wanted to replicate the PIM particle, and now there has been a breakthrough."

Looking at Hope's worried expression, Clark guessed, "is he going to use this to make weapons?"

"That's right."

Hope sighed and said, "he has great ambition. He wants to use his copied PIM particles to constantly develop various weapons and make himself one of the people who have the right to speak in the world."

If the other party really mastered the Pimm particle and let it spread, hope had no doubt about the other party's success rate.

"What are you going to do?"

Clark kissed hope on the forehead.

Hope is a responsible woman. When Clark asked this question, he had guessed the other party's choice.

"I want to deal with ludron's experiment and his experimental data."

Darren Klaus was once a student of hank Pimm. His current experiment is based on hank Pimm's experimental data. As long as the experimental data and the manufactured samples are disposed of, Darren Klaus has little chance to manufacture the experimental products again.

"Let me help you."

Clark mused and inquired.

Hope shook his head and said, "this is not what Superman should do, and I can deal with this kind of thing myself, but the premise..."

"The premise is that uncle hank gives you the ant man suit?"

"No, it's not the ant man suit, but the wasp suit."

"Wasp?" Clark frowned, "how many suits does uncle hank have?"

"It's not his, it's... My mother's." Hope's face darkened and slowly said, "she is a very gentle and strong woman."

Clark listened quietly. He knew that now he was only suitable to be a listener.

"In an operation with hank, she reduced to the atomic level and sacrificed herself to stop a missile that was about to explode."

At this point, she showed a wry smile.

"Just because hank didn't bring her back, my relationship with hank became so rigid."

"It was not until hank told me the truth a few years ago that my relationship with hank eased down."

"For so many years, he is more painful than me."

Clark kissed hope gently. "I guess uncle hank rejected your offer."

"Yes." Hope nodded and said angrily, "he underestimates me too much."

"No, I don't think so."

Clark murmured, "I think he's worried, even a little afraid, afraid of losing you, just like losing your mother."

"So, he still doesn't trust my ability! I'm sure of success!"

"You are his only relative."

Hope fell silent.

"If you need help, be sure to tell me, you know?"

Clark hugged hope with a little effort. When hope looked at him, he stared into hope's eyes and said seriously, "I can't lose you."

Hope was stunned, his heart sweet, and whispered.

……

Scott Lang.

As a reemployee with a criminal record, he suffered a lot during this period.

He has a master's degree in electrical engineering, but no one even wants to sell ice cream.

Most importantly, he has an ex-wife and a daughter. Although he has divorced, his daughter will always be his daughter. He wants to give all good things to his daughter.

But the fact is that he can't even pay his daughter's alimony on time, and he can't even give his daughter a decent birthday gift.

If a father cannot fulfill his responsibilities without paying alimony, his ex-wife will refuse him to see his daughter.

So, for the sake of his daughter, he decided to take another risk and do his old business again.

Steal!

Steal an old man.

According to the information obtained by his associates in advance, the old man was at home alone. Although a couple of men and women went to live from time to time, they would go there only once in a long time. In addition, the old man would not be at home next week, so they targeted the old man.

Of course, there is a more important reason, that is, the old man has a vault.

Think about it

An old man, a safe, when these two are combined, it means that they will make a lot of money.

So, after they designed a beautiful plan, they started.

Scott Lang slipped into the old man's house, cutting off the alarm, opening the password lock, and opening the safety door

After a series of challenges, he finally rushed into the safe, only to have a motorcycle suit.

Scott Lang's head seemed to be struck by lightning, and instantly went blank.

He was busy in vain, but he took the dress by magic.

The next day, after he saw the clothes, his head twitched and he put on the clothes curiously.

He really didn't understand why a dress that looked so ordinary would be placed in such a tight place.

And after he put it on, he understood.

I don't know what switch was triggered. He shrunk, as small as an ant.

After shrinking and experiencing a series of adventures, a strange old voice rang in his ears.

Frightened, he immediately decided to return the evil clothes.

But he came to the old man again. After climbing over the wall, he was caught by the police and thrown into the cell.

Just when he was in despair, he saw the old man named hank Pimm.

It turned out that all this was the old man's plan.

The news about the old man from his accomplices to his sneaking in and stealing the suit were all in the old man's plan.

Now hank Pimm offers him two options, one is to work for him, and the other is to be imprisoned again.

For his daughter, he had no choice at all,

So, after using the battle clothes provided by the old man, he shrunk and escaped from prison on a flying ant.

Unfortunately, for the first time he rode an ant to fly, he was so dizzy that he fainted directly.

The experience of these two days is like a movie, which is constantly replayed in Scott Lang's mind.

He cried in pain, trying to get rid of this nightmare.

But the more he struggled, the more painful it was. Until he fell from high altitude, he screamed and suddenly woke up.

Looking at Scott Lang, who sat up suddenly, Hank Pimm, sitting opposite the bed, said faintly, "you're awake."

"This is that?"

Scott Lang shook his head.

"My home."

Hank Pimm got up and said slowly, "the time you wake up is about the same as I expected. If it's later, I'll doubt your fitness for this job."

Upon hearing this, Scott Lang blinked, fell on the bed without hesitation, and muttered, "I'm still sleeping, just sleepwalking."

Hank Pimm looked at Scott Lang impassively and said, "come down to breakfast in a minute, or those little guys will have a close contact with you."

With that, some ants climbed onto Scott Lang's bed.

Scott Lang pulled out a crack in one eye, looked at it, and continued to move.

Isn't it just some ants?

He doesn't care.

"These little guys are giant tropical bullet ants. If they are bitten, ah..."

Then hank Pimm turned and left.

Scott Lang opened his eyes, carefully lifted the quilt and walked downstairs.

He had heard of the names of these ants, and he didn't want to be bitten.

It was his last stubbornness just now.

He reluctantly went downstairs to the living room, looked at hank Pimm who was eating breakfast, strode over and sat opposite hank Pimm.

"What on earth do you want me to do?"

"Have breakfast first."

Hank Pimm said faintly, drinking coffee and picking up today's newspaper.

Scott Lang curled his mouth, picked up the bread and smeared himself with bright red jam.

Seeing this scene, Hank Pimm's face flashed with surprise, and his eyes swept from the bright red 'Jam' and showed a smile.

Scott Lang took a big bite of bread and chewed it in his mouth

Suddenly, his body stiffened, and his face turned red with the naked eye. With a cry of pain, he spit out the bread in his mouth.

"Ah! How spicy! How spicy!"

He screamed, jumped up from the chair, stuck out his tongue, breathed in pain, picked up a glass of milk and poured it down.

"Ah! No! It's still spicy! What is this?"

He stared at hank Pimm and asked vaguely.

"I made chili sauce myself!"

Hank Pimm calmly pushed his glasses.

Pepper, because he has stumbled a lot on this thing, in order to defeat Mike, he has been secretly training his ability to eat spicy food.

Now, he can't live without it, and he eats more and more spicy.

Scott Lang just wiped it like that. He thought the other party was also a spicy person. As a result

Hank Pimm's face flashed with disappointment.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

Scott Lang vomited and felt his mouth on fire. The whole mouth was numb.

blamed!

Where is a pervert who eats chili sauce in the morning?

Is this chili sauce? It's poison, okay?

Scott Lang kept panting, filling himself with water and milk.

After a few minutes, he felt much better, opened his mouth, but could not make any sound.

“？”

Scott Lang's face was blank, while hank Pimm's mouth, looking at him, was convulsing wildly.

"Ah ah! Abba, Abba!"

Scott Lang pointed to his mouth as if it were not his own, with a worried face.

"Poof! Hahahaha!"

Hank Pimm couldn't help laughing.

Scott Lang turned around and rushed into the bathroom.

In the mirror, a man with two sausages on his face was staring at him.

"Ah, Abba!"

Scott Lang made a meaningless roar and walked out angrily.

Facing the angry eyes, Hank Pimm calmly touched some chili sauce for his bread and said slowly, "don't worry, take some medicine and it will go down soon."

"Abba!"

"Don't worry, I'm an expert in this."

Hearing this, Scott Lang was relieved, but his eyes looking at hank Pimm were still full of doubt.

Just then, the door opened and a man and a woman came in.

Hank Pimm's face flashed a little happy.

"Hope, you're back!"

Recently, the relationship between father and daughter has been strained a lot because he didn't let hope wear battle clothes.

Hope didn't respond, but Clark smiled at hank Pimm.

"Is this the man you're looking for? A sausage mouth?"

Hope's eyes looked at Scott Lang with suspicion.

Sausage mouth?

Scott Lang was stunned and said anxiously, "Abba, please!"

"Or a mute?"

Suddenly, hope hated it even more.