"Hey, that's him!".

"That's right, it's him~ The hero who saved more than 550 people on the battlefield of Manhattan alone. "

"He's not a hero, every time he saves someone, he has to charge, and the amount is not low~".

"What's the charge? No way, my friend didn't say anything about it, you must be slandering this hero. "

"Indeed, we don't hear that there is such a thing as a charge. You don't want to be famous, that's why you slander him!! I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person. "

Looking at the change in the eyes of the people around him, this person was anxious, "Fart, how can I talk nonsense about this kind of thing, you can take a look, look at the advertising sheet that person made." "

A flyer that was leaked from Wordsworth's side was photographed directly on the table of a small table.

The crowd approached, staring at the message on the leaflet.

Looking at the information on it, for a moment.

Everyone couldn't help but hesitate.

Because, it seems like the real thing.

"Don't believe him, who knows if he printed it out himself, otherwise, even if it is a paid rescue, it is impossible to advertise it like this. "

"That's right, my friend really wasn't asked to pay. "

"Yes, my brother didn't. "

"Coincidentally, my mother was also saved by him, but she really didn't pay. "

As everyone said what they knew, everyone believed it.

This guy who took out the advertising leaflet, he was lying, and he was also denigrating a superhero who saved hundreds of people.

Look at the people in front of you who look at you like garbage.

This man, who just wanted to tell the truth, was very angry in his heart.

'Damn, I'm going to expose what you've done, sure, you won't be complacent for long.'

And you idiots, wait until I slap you in the face with the truth, bunch of fools!!'

The man, who was thinking about this angrily in his heart, grabbed the advertisement on the table with his right hand.

Then under the expressions of victory in the battle, they fled in embarrassment.

Standing on the street outside, the man looked at the people in the dessert shop who were happily discussing Wordsworth's heroic deeds.

The teeth clenched hard.

His gums were bleeding from overexertion.

It can be seen how angry this man is at this time.

Wordsworth, who didn't know what was going on here, probably knew, and he was also confused.

After all, what is there to fight for this kind of thing, and what can you do if you win.

Could it be that in this way, he will stop opening an office and not work hard to practice?

Don't make a fuss, Wordsworth doesn't care who these people are.

I'm not familiar with them, can I use them?

The contract didn't take long, and soon Wordsworth signed the house he would rent in the future.

The house is not big, only two floors.

However, the area is quite wide, with hundreds of square meters~

Moreover, it is the kind of person who moves in with a bag, which is very good.

Although the cost is also a lot, but this is for Wordsworth, which already has 100 million.

It's not a dime.

Wordsworth has no idea of buying a house, because it is really unnecessary to buy a house on this side of the Marvel universe.

If you want to buy a planet, you can still think about it.

Just to buy a house, Wordsworth thinks it's better to rent a house directly~

In this case, if you are tired of living here, then rent a room in another place, which is very fun~

After all, who knows what the future of the earth will look like?

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After saying goodbye to the agent, Wordsworth set off alone and with his newfound keys to his rented house.

Because of this alien invasion war.

At this time, Wattsworth, his change of clothes, and other things, were all gone.

So, on the way to the rented house, Wordsworth bought some of the daily necessities and clothes he needed.

Although the rent is a bag to move in, but.

These personal belongings still need to be used with new ones.

For example, toothbrushes, toothpaste, towels, clothes, drinking glasses, and underwear.

Because of this, Wordsworth, after he came to the newly rented house.

On his body, he already has a shopping bag full of various items.

Entering the rented room, he first put down the items in his hand.

Then I took a serious look at the situation in the house.

It's not just about hygiene, he already knows a little bit about this when he looks at the house.

Most importantly, Wordsworth needed to know what was going on in various parts of the house.

Also know the tightness of the doors and windows here.

It is also important to know that there will be some troublesome things left by the previous tenant here.

With this in mind, Wordsworth walked around the hall, leaning against the sand table that appeared from time to time.

He knew everything about the hall with ease.

For example, the plank under his feet.

There is a position that seems to be due to the fact that heavy objects are often placed, or what heavy objects have hit.

The back of the plank there looked a little cracked.

Squeak~

Stepping on it, then stepping back, the plank sounded like this.

If this sound had appeared at night, it would have been scary enough.

Although I didn't really care about this, the agent didn't tell me about it.

But it still made Wordsworth a little unhappy.

But when Wordsworth wanted to call and complain.

He suddenly had a very good idea.

This not-so-good sound, although it sounds weird at night.

However, if it is considered a protective level.

It seems like a good idea to do that too.

Thinking of this, Wordsworth's eyes couldn't help but start looking at the planks under the doors and windows on the first floor.

Then, he embodied the reflection sand table, and then gently pressed his fingers on the wooden board by the window.

Controlling the force, Wordsworth transformed all the planks into one of those alarm systems that would scream as soon as he stepped down.

After doing this, Wordsworth nodded his head in satisfaction.

Then, again, I went to check the other locations.

A few minutes later!

Wordsworth returned to the hall with a few camera-like objects.

His face was full of inquiry.

"Only voyeur cameras, but no listeners, it doesn't look like the S.H.I.E.L.D. guys are doing it. "

Touching his chin, Wordsworth muttered

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