The car keys were spinning on their fingers, and Peter became obviously a little arrogant.

"I got my driver's license some time ago. This is a gift from my uncle and Aunt May." As he said that, Peter's face was about to laugh, "Doggy Viper, super cool! Super handsome!"

Garfield didn't reply immediately. He was a little surprised that Ben and May would buy such a cool sports car for Peter? Could it be that this kid forced him to ask for it?

Thinking of this, Garfield asked in a stressful tone: "Peter, you forced Ben and Mei to buy it for you, right?"

He shook his head quickly, Peter quickly denied, "No! No! No, this is what I got the first place in the school, and they gave me."

Garfield nodded, agreeing with Peter's statement, but looking at Peter showing off in front of him with the keys of a sports car, Garfield felt that as a fellow senior, he had the obligation to teach Peter how to pretend to be a good person.

"Yes! Then Peter, are you trying to show me now that you have a sports car?" Garfield asked maliciously.

With a pause, the spinning car key almost fell to the ground. Peter, who was thinking about Garfield, panic, put away the car key in a panic and defended himself: "No, I just want to share it with you."

"Hahaha!" Garfield laughed, "So congratulations, Peter! I've seen a sports car, it's very good."

Hearing Garfield's praise, Peter suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After all, Garfield earned money for buying a car, but he took Garfield's money to show off in front of Garfield. Thinking of this, Peter felt a little guilty.

"Garfield..." Peter wanted to apologize.

"Peter," Garfield stopped Peter from speaking and said himself, "I have also recently got a good car. Should we come and compete in the afternoon?"

Peter, who was still standing on the tail of his adolescence, heard the idea of ​​"race", excitedly agreed, "Okay!"

"Since it's a competition, how about we bet a small bet?" Garfield lured Peter into his trap step by step.

"What bet?" Peter asked cautiously without agreeing immediately.

"Yeah!" Garfield thought for a while, worried that he would scare Peter, and he only made a small bet, "Whoever loses will run naked in Manhattan."

Peter looked at Garfield and said, "But you were naked, Garfield!"

"..." Garfield glared at Peter with annoyance and changed his bet: "Then change one, you lose, you shave your head, I lose, I shave my hair."

Peter touched his head and wanted to refuse, but looking at Garfield, he wanted to see Garfield's hairless look.

Peter, who gritted his teeth and struggled for a long time, thought about wealth and danger, agreed.

"Okay, then you can wash up slowly at home and have a good meal. I'll arrange the venue." Garfield said excitedly when he saw Peter taking the bait.

After saying that, Garfield lowered his head and ate the fish in the canned food for a few bites, and then ran out of the house happily.

S.E.L.D. Phil sat in the independent office that Nick had just arranged for him. The office decoration was very good. Sitting on the brown leather boss chair, Phil didn't feel any joy in his heart.

Looking at the pile of New York State affairs handover documents on the table, Phil felt a headache when he thought of the unhappy look of his colleague who was snatched away from his seat yesterday afternoon.

At this moment, Phil deeply missed the days when he was playing with Garfield, he had more money and less trouble. Except for being mentally frightened and polluted from time to time, everything else was perfect.

With his super vision, Garfield easily found Phil's new office and activated the power of the space gem. Garfield directly teleported to Phil's office.

"Good morning! Big forehead!" Garfield, who appeared out of thin air, greeted him in a good mood.

"Good morning, Garfield." I thought that Phil's greeting was not sincere enough than Garfield's emotions.

When he landed on Phil's desk, Garfield glared at Phil, "Do you have any objections to me? Big...uh...head!"

In Garfield's threatening tone, Phil immediately woke up from his fatigue. He hurriedly explained: "Sorry! Garfield! I haven't had a good rest these days. I have to deal with too many things recently. I'm so tired."

Hearing Phil's explanation, Garfield looked at Phil's face carefully and found that Phil's eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he looked very tired.

"You haven't had a good rest these days. Could it be because of the traitor I mentioned?" Garfield first checked the office and nearby aisles with super vision and hearing, and asked in a low voice after confirming that there was no surveillance.

"Yes!" Phil admitted.

"I have already handled the traitor, so don't worry! Do your job well, and I said that you can support you and you will definitely be able to get there."

His body almost slid down from the chair. Phil quickly adjusted his sitting position and said helplessly: "Garfield, I beg you, don't say this anymore. Nick already has an objection to me."

Phil wanted to cry without tears. He felt that if he let Garfield continue, he would be on Nick's blacklist and directly fell into a middle-aged workplace crisis.

Garfield raised his paws and signaled Phil to move forward. Phil was also very obedient, leaned forward and leaned in front of Garfield.

He patted Phil on the shoulder with his paws, and Garfield looked like a big boss, encouraging him: "Big forehead, at most, I guarantee you to become the director."

Really? To be honest, Phil's heart moved slightly and he was a little anxious.

Phil hurriedly dispelled the evil thought in his heart, and he felt that he must have been infected by Garfield.

Looking at Garfield with a confident look on his face, Phil couldn't think of any way Garfield could get himself in power besides threatening force.

Don't Garfield really want to kill the director, right?

Thinking of this, Phil was shocked and advised Garfield: "Garfield, if something happens to Nick, there will be a big mess."

Garfield suddenly leaned back and looked at Phil in surprise, "You are more cruel than me on your big forehead! You actually want to kill the braised eggs directly."

Bang!

Phil's right hand slapped his face weakly, and he decided to give up treatment.

With his right hand covered his face and leaned against the back of the chair, Phil became autistic.

Seeing that Phil was about to be ruined by himself, the kind Garfield decided to be nicer to him. After thinking about it, he said seriously: "Big forehead! Big forehead!"

Hearing the sound, Phil put down his right hand, sat upright again, and looked at Garfield.

"We won't be kidding anymore. I'll tell you something serious."

Seeing Garfield speaking so seriously, Phil became serious.

"First, don't check the traitor's affairs first, and then continue to investigate. Your life is in danger. When the time is right, I will tell you.

Second, if you are in the position of New York State supervisor, you will be more subordinates, and you will definitely be in the position this year, I said."

Really! Phil's heart moved again. After all, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier.

Phil looked at the office door with a little guilty conscience, leaned close to Garfield, and asked in a low voice: "Why do you know Garfield?"

Garfield looked mysterious and said proudly: "Don't worry, just listen to me. When you go up, just remember who helped you."

Phil sat back, sorted out his clothes, and said sincerely: "Garfield, you know me. I always feel that you are kind to S.H.E.L.D. and humanity. I always hope that both of us can establish an equal and kind communication method."

Garfield looked at Phil with approval and praised, "I just like your shameless look. It's much better than the ugly guy who is that guy with a bad mouth."
Chapter completed!