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"Welcome to Baskin-Robbins, would you like to try our mango smoothie?"

New York, Second Avenue, Baskin-Robbins Ice Cream Shop.

"So, this is the guy you said could help?"

Sitting in the taxi, Colin adjusted his glasses, made a surprised expression, and said to Nick in front of him.

After determining the location of the target, the rebels quickly took action.

Howard was responsible for the arrangement to go to Peenemünde, while Colin took the initiative to take the task of working with Nick to find the so-called helper.

"No doubt."

In the driver's seat, Nick Fury retracted his gaze from the rearview mirror and whispered.

"Illegal trespassing, major theft, our helper is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

"He does look complicated."

Listening to Nick's description, Colin turned his head and looked at the ice cream shop, wearing a pink uniform and a numb expression. Scott Lang said.

"28 dollars."

At the same time, Nick's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Are you serious?"

Looking at Nick Fury in the driver's seat, Colin was speechless.

"Let's talk about the matter."

Accepting Colin's gaze calmly, Nick replied calmly.

"Although we are on a mission now, it is also part of our job. I can't just take a taxi for nothing."

"We are teammates."

"At most, I won't take your tip."

"You are still going to take my tip?!"

You lost one eye for a reason!

Colin paid his fare helplessly and opened the car door to get out.

"Wait a minute."

Nick in the driver's seat reached out and threw a miniature earphone to him, and said, "I want a strawberry-flavored smoothie."

I think your other eye will have problems sooner or later.

Shaking his head and sticking the miniature earphone under his ear, Colin took a deep breath and ignored what happened in the taxi.

Pushing the car door, he immediately walked towards the ice cream shop.

…

“Welcome to Baskin-Robbins, would you like to try our mango smoothie?”

In the Baskin-Robbins ice cream store, Scott Lang, wearing a pink uniform, forced a smile and said to the customer in front of him.

“Thank you, no thanks.”

Walking into the ice cream shop, Colin’s eyes swept across the price list above, paused at the strawberry smoothie column, and then shook his head and replied.

“Give me a hamburger.”

“Um, sorry, sir… We don’t sell this…”

Hearing Colin’s order, Scott’s expression behind the service counter was obviously stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at the price list behind him and explained with embarrassment.

“Butternuts, hot butternuts, and mustard, if possible, I like yellow mustard.”

“This is Mr. Baskin-Robbins, we sell ice cream.”

Facing this obviously unreasonable customer in front of him, Scott took a deep breath and tried to make his expression look kind.

"Then just give me a hot-out-of-the-oven treat."

"We're an ice cream shop, sir!" After hearing Colin's unreasonable demands again and again, Scott, who had tried to persuade himself to calm down, could no longer remain calm. He leaned out from behind the counter and approached Colin in front of him. He whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Dude, I don't know why you came here to cause trouble. If you keep pestering me like this, I don't mind punching you in the nose..."

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Scanning the words that loomed in his eyes, Colin smiled at him and said to Scott's threat.

"Like you in San Quentin?"

When Scott heard the name that appeared in Colin's mouth, the expression on his face froze instantly.

He looked around with an uneasy look on his face, and found that no one noticed his situation. Then he lowered his voice and asked Colin in front of him: "How did you know? What is your purpose!"

"I have turned over a new leaf, and I have been sticking to my job since I got out."

For a person with a criminal record, it is not easy to find a suitable job again. Even though Scott was an electronics expert before he went to prison, he can only work in an ice cream shop now, which is the result of his efforts to hide his criminal experience.

"Calm down, Scott."

Looking at Scott who was getting more and more excited, Colin had to reach out to calm him down.

"I'm not here to expose your identity."

Colin's persuasion, or the [super power] he applied to Scott's shoulder, made the other party calm down quickly.

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Scott twisted his shoulders, trying to get rid of Colin's arm on him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

[Super power], even if it was just a black iron level [super power], was not something that Scott in front of him could resist.

"you?!"

Turning his head to look at the other person's palm on his shoulder, Scott looked back at Colin, who was relaxed in front of him, with a look of surprise and understanding on his face.

"Scott, what happened?"

In Baskin Robins, a colleague noticed the situation of the two people in front of the counter and asked.

"Nothing!"

Hearing his colleague's concern, Scott quickly stopped the other person's steps forward, turned his head to show him a reluctant smile, put his hand on the back of Colin's hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I just met a friend suddenly, and I didn't expect him to come here to see me."

Once his colleagues knew about his past experience in San Quentin prison, his job that he had finally found would be ruined immediately. In order to be able to work in the ice cream shop, he spent a lot of effort. Scott had already searched most of the convenience supermarkets and even fast food chains around here.

While talking, Scott did not stop the small movements of his hands, grabbing the back of Colin's hand and trying to break it off his shoulder.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the palm on his shoulder did not move at all.

"I give up..."

Stopped his struggle breathlessly, Scott waved his palms and said weakly: "I have completely calmed down."

"You can let go."

"Are you sure?"

"I am 100% sure."

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