Marvel's Super Venom

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Now, in a prison, Ant-Man Scott is surrounded by all the prisoners in the center, and in front of him is a fat and tall black man.

The prisoners cheered one by one, and the two men were about to start a duel.

Scott took a few deep breaths, the flesh on his face was twitching non-stop. Judging from his body and strength, he had absolutely no hope of winning.

Sure enough, when he was still breathing deeply and nervously, the black fat man had already punched him in the face, and kept taunting along with the shouts of the prisoners; "Are you happy? Do you like this? Come on, let You have a good taste!"

Scott's beaten face immediately left a bloodstain, his body was bent, and when the black fat man was still yelling, he slammed into the black fat man's belly with a pig.

The black fat man grabbed Scott's arm and sandwiched his head between his arm and stomach and threw him towards the prisoners watching.

Scott was pushed over by the prisoners, and the fat man pushed again, and Scott stood up straight again like a tumbler.

Then he punched the fat man in the stomach quickly, but found that the fat man was motionless, and his hand felt as if it had been hit on steel, which was in unbearable pain.

Scott shook his arm and gasped for air. He looked at the fat man in disbelief and said, "You're not moving at all."

"Yes." Fatty Hei's expression didn't change at all, it was still the expression with a little smirk.

"What if I attack from the flank? It's just below here, see." Scott pointed at the fat man's stomach, the fat man subconsciously looked over, Scott seized the opportunity to hit the fat man with a right uppercut The face turned his head away.

The inmates cheered as Scott threw his arms into a boxer's stance after the attack.

The fat black man turned his head around and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The expression on his face, which should have been angry because of Scott's sneak attack, suddenly changed. He looked at Scott with a naive smile and said, "I will miss you , Scott!"

"Me too, Peach!" Scott and Peach shook hands in a friendly way, and then touched their shoulders.

Scott said helplessly: "Your farewell ceremony is really weird."

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Scott completes the prison send-off ceremony after successfully punching Peach.

The prisoners who knew Scott came to meet him one by one. From today, Scott will leave the prison.

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go." The prisoners dispersed.

Scott went to take a shower, changed into new clothes and left the prison with his cute little schoolbag on his back.

There was still a red patch around the corner of his eye, the last gift Peach gave him before he left.

Two prison guards followed Scott to make sure he wasn't acting out of the ordinary at this last moment.

Outside the prison, Scott's former cellmate Louis drove a pickup truck waiting for him.

When Louis saw Scott come out, he opened his arms enthusiastically and shouted to Scott, "Hey Scott, how are you, bro?"

"Hey! Dude!" Scott was equally happy and walked towards Louis with his arms outstretched.

After the two embraced, Louis asked: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Scott closed his left eye slightly and said, "Oh, what else do you think can be done, Peach, parting gift."

Louis pointed to his eyes and said, "Not to mention, I still have the scar from a year ago."

"Really?" Scott touched.

"Yeah, yeah," Louis boasted as the two stepped into the car together. "You know what? I'm still the only one who knocked him out."

"Anyway, I absolutely can't." Scott shook his head. Peach's big head is not something ordinary people can bear.

After the two got into the car, Scott said, "Thanks for picking me up, bro."

Louis took a matter-of-fact tone: "Oh, do you think I'll miss my inmate getting out of prison?"

Scott didn't have much to talk about, so he started chatting about family matters: "What's wrong with your girlfriend?"

Louis said with a smile on his face, "She dumped me."

"Oh..." Scott felt he had asked the wrong question.

Louis continued: "My mom died too, and my dad was deported."

Scott's brow furrowed. It was so tragic.

But Louis pointed to the roof of the car happily and said, "But this car belongs to me."

"That's not bad." Scott pouted his lips.

"Isn't it?" Louis smiled brightly, from which one can tell that this guy has no brains.

Closer to home, Scott said: "Thank you for taking me in, I need a place to live."

Louis said bluntly: "When you see that house, you will be happier, and you will get used to it soon, just watch."

"I hope so." Scott twisted his head.

"Don't worry." Louis' expression suddenly became sinister, "I want to introduce a few people to you, some very skilled people."

"Not interested." Of course Scott knew what Louis wanted him to do, so he directly refused.

"Come on." Louis smiled and looked at Scott. When he found Scott's expression was extremely serious, Louis's smile disappeared.

"No, I'm serious." Scott's emotions suddenly became violent, "I don't want to go in again, I still have a daughter to take care of."

Lewis began to persuade Scott in another way: "You know it's hard for people with ex-cons to find jobs."