Looking at Phil whose smile gradually became perverted, the cat had no choice but to sigh.

"Oh!" Garfield said to Phil unhappily what he had come to do, "By the way, Phil, how are my fighter planes ready?"

"What machine?" Phil didn't react at once. Looking at Garfield's gradually unkind expression, his mind finally returned to the Internet, and said hurriedly: "I'm ready for the fighter jet, it's the latest Kun-style fighter jet."

"Appoint a pilot for me immediately. I will learn to fly the plane in the morning, and I will prepare to race with people in the afternoon." Garfield, who only knows how to masturbate but cannot fly the plane, is ready to find a teacher to study hard in order to better show off.

"Ask a question, what does driving a plane have to do with racing?" He didn't dare to say it directly, Phil could only complain silently in his heart.

"I'll prepare it for you right away, but Garfield, flying a plane requires a long time to learn, and one morning may be a bit difficult." Phil kindly reminded.

"You don't have to worry about this, I know it." Although the cat has traveled for so long and has basically never used the "brain", Garfield believes that he has a super brain and it is easy to spend a morning learning to fly a plane.

If it really doesn't work, I just carried the plane to fly, and Garfield made up his mind.

"Okay!" Phil could only agree.

"By the way, there is one more thing to help me prepare a spacious venue in the afternoon, which I want to use for the competition." Garfield continued to instruct.

After tying his even sparse head, Phil felt a little numb.

"Garfield, how are you going to compete with a fighter plane?" Phil, who couldn't figure it out, couldn't help but ask.

"That guy Peter just recently got a Dodge Viper sports car and was showing off in front of me this morning. I'm ready to teach him what a connotational way of showing off." Garfield said with a wicked smile.

Isn’t the feeling of expectation coming?

When Phil heard Garfield's words, he was moved instantly. He could have imagined Peter's reaction in the afternoon. It was definitely not curiosity or gossip. It was purely out of kindness. Phil leaned forward and asked Garfield in a low voice, "Garfield, can I be present in the afternoon?"

"Of course!" When I was showing off, no one witnessed it, no one knew it. That was a qualified show off. Garfield, who knew this well, agreed directly, and even prepared to call Tony.

"The more people, the better." Garfield said with a smirk, "It would be better if someone recorded and photographed."

After snapping his fingers happily, Phil understood Garfield's thoughts and smiled the same as Garfield, "I will definitely make arrangements for you."

"Sensible!" Garfield praised Phil.

After complimenting Phil, Garfield flew back, "Big forehead, I'll go eat something. Come back in half an hour. You can find the driver for me as soon as possible."

"No problem." Phil, who was motivated, replied in a spirited manner.

After saying that, Garfield flew out of Phil's office and prepared to go to the cafeteria of SHIELD for breakfast. The amount of canned food in the morning was too small.

When Garfield arrived at the cafeteria, it was the peak time for breakfast, and there was a long queue at the window of the cafeteria.

As a high-quality guest of SHIELD, Garfield naturally won’t say anything polite, after all, there is a reason why the guest is polite to the host.

He flew directly to the front of the team, and Garfield was preparing to go straight to the lineup.

"Give it, let it go, don't you see any VIP coming?" Garfield flew directly to the front of the team and gently squeezed away the bald guy standing in the first place.

It's hard, hard, and the hands that grabbed the plate are hard.

Hawkeye Patton, whose injuries were almost recovering, was the bald man standing at the top of the team.

Looking at the culprit who made him become bald, Patton's hand that grabbed the plate was bursting with blue veins.

Garfield, who squeezed away the hawkeye, didn't notice that the bald head was Hawkeye at the first time. He picked up a plate and prepared to start picking food.

"Bastard!" Hawkeye, who was pushed away by Garfield, whispered, scolding the voices of all S.H.E.L.D. employees who were sent to the line.

Garfield, who heard the sound, looked up at the place where the sound source was emitted, and a shiny bald head entered Garfield's sight.

Garfield did not recognize the person as Hawkeye Patton at the first time. After a careful look, he showed a surprised expression, "Why are you bald?"

This time it was not only the blue veins on his hands, but also the blue veins on Patton's face.

The colleagues standing behind Patton, hearing Garfield's words, suppressed their smiles and turned sideways, not wanting Patton to discover it.

Hearing the faint laughter behind him, looking at Garfield with a surprised expression, Patton wanted to slap Garfield on one plate, but considering the strength gap between the enemy and us, he could only forcefully hold it back.

Garfield, who was stingy, would not let him go so easily for the Hawkeye who scolded him.

After looking at Patton's head with a look of surprise, Garfield looked concerned about Patton and said, "You social animals are so pitiful. In order to please the leader, they actually shave their heads. You said your hair is pretty good. What if you can't get it back if you shave it?"

To be honest, Garfield didn't know that Patton had become a real bald head because of his heat rays.

So Garfield had no idea what kind of critical damage his poisonous tongue had caused to Patton.

The plates in his hand were about to be deformed by Patton. Patton gritted his teeth and said, "Garfield, there are still many people queuing up behind him. Can you get food first?"

"Oh! Yes! Yes!" Considering that there is still something important to do later, Garfield decided to let Patton go first and grabbed the plate and flew forward.

Considering the tight time, Garfield chose foods that were convenient to eat. It only took about 10 minutes from selecting food to eating.

Garfield, who had a great time having breakfast, flew back to Phil's office with his chubby belly.

"Phil, have my driver found?" Garfield asked directly as soon as he broke into the office.

"It's already arranged, I'll take you there now." Getting up from the position, Phil walked to Garfield and prepared to lead the way.

"No, tell me the location directly, I'll take you to teleport." Garfield, who could not wait, was ready to use his abilities and arrive as soon as possible.

After listening to Phil's description, Garfield used his super vision to lock his position and launch his ability, and took Phil directly to the airport where his fighter plane was parked.

This airport is exclusive to SHIELD, and it is not used too often. More than a dozen planes are parked under the hangar, and only a few staff members patrolled around the airport.

Garfield followed Phil to the hangar No. 1, where Garfield's Quin-style battle was parked.

Next to the fighter plane, several technicians were conducting pre-flight inspections for the plane.

The pilot arranged by Phil, wearing a professional flight suit, holding a helmet in his hand, stood by the plane waiting for Phil and Garfield to arrive.

To be honest, the pilot Dennis heard from his boss that when he was teaching a cat to fly a plane today, he instinctively looked at the calendar to determine if it was April Fool's Day, otherwise why would the boss have played such an unrestrained joke with him.

But when the boss told himself affirmatively that he was going to teach a cat to fly the plane today, Dennis became a little excited.
Chapter completed!