Scott took one look at his ugly venom pie and said, "Hey, alien buddy, although you just helped us save the earth together, to be honest, I still don’t think you look like a good person …"

"The judge by appearances is superficial!"
Venom glared at Scott Lang and took Eddie to Mr. Drake.
He stuck out his long thin tongue and licked his fangs. He looked at Drake drooling.
Drake was so frightened and trembling that he asked, "You, you, you … what do you want? !”
Venom is very good. He didn’t talk directly, but looked back and asked Goofy carefully for permission.
"Goofy, can I … add some food?"
Goofy glanced at the venom and Drake nodded. "Just don’t eat everywhere."
Drake was instantly pale "no! ! !”
Venom is a big mouth.
"Ah!"
"Crunch crunch …"
Scott’s face turned white with fear. It’s horrible for this alien to eat!
While the satiated venom burped and grinned at Scott.
"We are venom! ! !”
Chapter 556 In memory of Tony
After dealing with Drake and the riot plot, Goofy is ready to leave for new york.
He came to San Francisco this time simply to say thank you to Eddie for what he did in new york.
For the Life Foundation and the Venom, it happened that these emergencies were not within the scope of the Goofy Plan.
So at dawn, Goofy called Gordon to come and take him home. Scott and Eddie flew off together, and both of them were reluctant to part.
This time, Goofy didn’t return to new york with his hands. Eddie and Scott insisted that he take the riot in a metal can.
The poor alien symbiont leader is still alive. Scott thinks this guy should be of some research value.
Goofy didn’t refuse their proposal, but just took the riot back to Tony Stark as a souvenir. Tony has always liked to study these strange things, and I’m sure he will like this gift very much.
One-night talk
The next day, Goofy sent the alien symbiont riot to Tony Stark Laboratory.
As soon as Stark heard that Goofy was going to give him a souvenir trip to San Francisco, he had a neat beard and his face was full of resistance.
"Oh, please! Gao Fei didn’t expect you to have such a secular habit to bring people a souvenir? It’s really dirt … "
Tony disliked glancing at the metal drum in Goofy’s hand, and then he was surprised.
"hmm? What’s in this broken bucket? You won’t bring me back a barrel of gasoline from San Francisco, will you? "
Goofy didn’t rush to reveal the truth but sold it.
"Tony, do you think I would be stupid enough to bring you an ordinary souvenir? Do you think I will talk to this point? " Goofy asked with a smile, "I know ordinary memorials will definitely make you very disgusted, so please guess what’s in this bucket again."
"I can’t guess that," Tony said, but his heart itched.