Marvel's Super Venom

"I don't know, he just disappeared." The policeman's voice was very tense.

Paxton immediately took out his pager and ordered, "Search the five neighborhoods immediately, fast!"

Scott was as nervous as the police officers. The metal ants surrounded him like a group of monsters. Scott even fell to the ground because of this. He yelled, "Get back, don't come over!"

The mysterious voice, that is, Dr. Pym, said: "Scott, they are my assistants."

However, Scott saw a camera on the head of a larger ant and asked, "Wait, you put a camera on an ant?"

"Why not?" Dr. Pym retorted.

"Okay." Scott propped his body back with his hands, "Where is the car?"

Dr. Pym said: "There are no cars, we have flying ones, here we come!"

Scott saw the largest ant, almost three times his size, flying over with flapping wings. Dr. Pym commanded: "Step on the central joint, and then climb up the back."

Scott shouted loudly: "What are you kidding, how safe is this..."

Dr. Pym immediately interrupted his spit: "Go up, Scott!"

After hearing Paxton's voice from the police station, Scott gritted his teeth and got on the Ant Plane. When Paxton pushed the door open, Scott had already boarded the Ant Plane and flew away.

A large number of police cars were dispatched, and Paxton now just wants to catch Scott and let him stay in the cell forever. After all, his fiancée is his ex-wife.

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However, after Scott finally made up his mind to get on the Ant Plane, he suddenly discovered that the Ant Plane flew onto the dispatched police car.

"Shouldn't we stay away from the police cars?" Scott yelled.

"Because they can drive you five blocks away," Dr. Pym explained.

"Well, well, now, what's the next step?" The lights of the police car kept flashing in front of Scott's eyes.

Dr. Pym said, "Hold on now."

Scott replied, "Oh, that's easy, I've got the hang of it, yank the rein and it goes up, like a horse."

But Dr. Pym poured cold water on him and said, "You're going to make number 247 lose its balance."

Scott picked up on an odd point and asked, "Wait, is it called number 247?"

"He doesn't have a name, just a number, Scott. Do you know how many ants there are? Maybe, maybe it's number 248?"

Dr. Pym himself seemed more and more confused the more he said, he was getting old, so he couldn't remember many things clearly.

The ant plane waited for Scott to walk through the streets, and it was doing a [-]-degree rotation like a fighter plane.

"Wait, wait, stop spinning, I'm so dizzy!" Scott's whole body is spinning now.

Dr. Pym was still struggling with the number: "No, it's number 247. Wait, hurry up."

Scott circled one car after another, and said dazedly, "I thought I'd figured it out..."

Dr. Pym gave a very desperate answer: "I am controlling number 247, it doesn't listen to you."

"What? Can I make a small request? Stop, 247, stop, stop! Stop! Wait! What if I spit in my helmet?" Scott couldn't see clearly now. up.

Dr. Pym stopped immediately: "This is my helmet, Scott, don't spit in it."

"Then can you stop right away? I'm a little dizzy." Scott saw a lighthouse in the distance, and he was now flying high again.

"Hold on, Scott." Dr. Pym was also worried that Scott would actually spit in his helmet.

Scott responded: "Okay, I just feel a little... dizzy, I need someone to wake me up in... five minutes."

After finishing speaking, Scott lost his strength and fell from the ant plane.

Dr. Pim hurriedly controlled the ant plane to catch Scott, otherwise he should wake him up in the morgue after he fell.

After a period of darkness, Scott woke up suddenly.

As soon as he woke up, he found himself in a room full of European style. Dr. Pym's daughter Hope was looking at Scott with a deadly look.

Scott grabbed the quilt and shrank back, saying, "Hello, who are you?"

Hope played with his mobile phone and didn't answer Scott.

Scott continued: "Have you been standing next to me watching me sleep?"

"Yes." Hope replied coldly.

"Why?" Scott thought this was a bit strange.

Hope turned off the phone and crossed his hands, "Because you stole something when you came here last time."

Scott put his hands next to his head in frustration after listening, and then he got up from the bed and said, "Oh, listen to me..."

When Scott was about to get out of bed, he stepped on something stinging on his feet. Scott looked to the ground, and a large number of metal ants were gathering on the floor.

The number is so large that people with trypophobia will go crazy when they see it.

Hope explained: "The subfamily Bullet Ant, the giant tropical bullet ant bite, ranked the highest in the Schmidt pain index, they will monitor you while I am away, and Dr. Pym is waiting for you downstairs. "

Hope finished and left the house.

"What?" Scott glanced at the ants below and then at Hope who was leaving, "Hey, uh... whose pajamas does this belong to? How should I get there? Well, take it one step at a time."