Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother
Chapter 59 Fitness Coach (for further reading)
Chapter 59 Fitness Coach (for further reading)
A dim light came down from above, illuminating the entire arena.
Thick ropes surround the surroundings to ensure that people will not fall out to the greatest extent.
Tony wore boxing gloves, his muscles were bulging, and his sweat was like wax on his body, making him look full of sculptural beauty.
On the opposite side, Lak, who was "short" and had no flesh, was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face:
"Ouch...don't call, I know I was wrong."
"Tony...no, big brother...you are my dear big brother, I will never call you a nickname again, please let me go."
Tony refused to let go, and chased after him with two more punches: "Do you still dare to trick me in the future?"
Lak clutched his buttocks and scurried around in the arena. He accidentally fell to the ground with his left foot and his right foot, crying and shouting:
"Don't dare, I really don't dare, I will be your wingman in the future, if you have trouble, I will take the blame, if you have a girl, you soak first, if you have a meal, you eat first."
Tony stepped on Lak's back, raised his fists, and shouted excitedly: "Hahahaha, I won!"
At this time, many beauties suddenly appeared around the ring, and they yelled Tony's name frantically, their eyes were full of caution: "Tony! Tony! Tony!"
Stimulated, Tony also yelled:
"Tony! Tony! Tony! . . . "
It's so noisy, what is this guy going crazy this morning... Lak pulled off the blanket and wrapped it around his waist, and walked into the bedroom.
Tony closed his eyes and shook his head, with a lewd smile on his face, shouting his name like crazy.
"Tony?"
There was no response after shouting, and Lak mercilessly slapped him on the face with two big mouths:
"Clap!"
"Let's see if you dare to..."
Tony was shouting to celebrate when he was suddenly interrupted. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of exaggerated pectoralis major muscles in front of him, and muscular arms on the left and right sides.
Rucker folded his arms, making him look murderous.
"Gudong!"
In the dream... stalking... Lak; now... me?Tony swallowed and forced an ugly smile on his face:
"morning!"
Lak had a straight face, expressionless: "Hmm."
Tony pulled the blanket and tied it tightly around his waist. After tugging, it wouldn't fall off. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said cautiously, "Why are you in my room."
As he spoke, he got off the bed, walked out of the bedroom, opened the door directly, and landed one foot on the corridor.
Muscle lark, can't beat, can't beat.
With such a big reaction, it is estimated that what I had just now was not a serious dream.
"It's okay, you disturbed me by talking in your sleep."
Tony held on to the door frame and raised his eyebrows: "Oh! It's a dream!"
……
In Stark Industries, the machinery is rumbling, and Hawkeye Clint Barton is wearing a white helmet and is distracted.
Once, I was an elite agent: fought tigers in the snow mountains, ate snakes in the desert, and battle-toothed sharks in the deep sea;
Now, I am an honorable combat instructor, construction site supervisor, and security officer,
If this continues, the next job may not be a fitness instructor.
what's going on in my head
Clint shook his head, unscrewed the cap, and took a gulp when the phone rang, and he pulled out his phone.
Tony Stark:
I want to build muscle, hurry up!
"puff--"
……
"Hey, Bao, hurry up, the ball will be snatched by the big cat."
"Haha, Big Cat, you are really good, let's play again, shall we?"
On the lawn outside the hotel, Pepper kept throwing tennis balls. Four leopards turned into dogs and chased after them. After picking them up, they put them back in Pepper's palm and circled around her.
Today's discount, cats and cats casually.
Pepper's laughter never stopped.
Rucker and Tony sat on the deck and had breakfast.
On the left is bread and milk fritters, and on the right is steak and broccoli—a muscle-building set.
At this time, two black dots flew across the sky in the distance, one in front of the other, and the rumbling sound spread far away.
A few minutes later, the Quinjet fighter took the lead in the sky above the hotel by virtue of its absolute advantage.
At the beginning of the design of this hotel, only two parking areas were reserved, so Pepper and Abao had no choice but to stop their entertainment activities and give up the lawns.
The plane landed, and Agent Natasha, who had dyed her hair in a new color, made her debut with people.
Pepper may have clashed with her because of the horoscope, threw the tennis ball, and turned on the mocking mode: "You are so old, and you are still like a college student to become a girl fan."
Natasha raised her hand to grab it, and the tennis ball landed firmly in her palm. She shook her head gracefully, and cherry blossoms seemed to float in the air: "My old lady is so confident."
"puff--"
"Cough-cough-"
The two who were eating broke their defenses.
I haven't seen you for a few days, it's changed a lot.
Natasha returned the ball to its owner, and Hill came up from the foot of the hill just in time to catch it.
boom!
"How many people did you bring?" Hill asked.
A Quinjet fighter can carry up to ten people, which is obviously not enough.
Natasha said: "Three teams, taking a military plane, are expected to arrive at noon."
Hill nodded, 30 people are enough.
During the conversation, Haytham came out of the main control room, walked to Luke's side, pointed to the helicopter in the distance, and said, "Boss, the people from the French Continental Hotel have arrived."
"Oh, I see."
Lak and Tony finished eating in twos and twos, and asked people to remove the plates.
In a sense, he is hiring someone to do something; moreover, he has a good relationship with the high table, and he is considered a half ally.
Basic etiquette is required.
This is a black helicopter with the logo of the Continental Hotel painted on both sides of the fuselage, and the sound of the propellers can be heard several kilometers away.
In contrast, the Quinjet fighter wins outright.
The plane landed, and a tall man in a black suit got off. He bent over and trot out of the propeller area.
Haytham, as a former colleague, went to greet him.
"Haytham, thank you for your help this time."
"Axel, I was only following orders."
After shaking hands, he looked at the cool-looking aircraft next door that was several grades higher than their helicopters, lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "This is..."
Continental hotel part-time intelligence business.
"A secret department, I can only tell you so much." Haitham shook his head, then puffed out his chest, pretending to be calm, and said:
"They also received orders from their bosses to come to work. They will partner with us later to carry out tasks together."
"Understood, thank you." Axel said with a smile.
Violent, unconventional playing cards are usually synonymous with the secret service.
Therefore, it is best not to mess with it.
The reason why the high table has been able to stand in the dark world for so many years is that when they perform tasks, they try to avoid affecting ordinary people.
Commonly known, there are 13 numbers.
With Haytham's reminder, Axel has always been very measured in the subsequent contact with S.H.I.E.L.D. He never asked questions that shouldn't be asked.
……
At noon, 7 black SUVs drove up the mountain road and stopped outside the hotel. 30 fighters got out of the vehicles and received equipment one by one from the Quinjet fighter jets.
After a while, two black buses arrived, and a group of black suits got off. After careful counting, there were exactly 30 people.
And all AR15 with Beretta 1911.
……
The monitoring room was converted into a temporary command room.
As the commander, Hill introduced the situation above. On the left is the team in black suits led by Asel; on the right is the combat team led by Natasha.
Only the captain is present.
The projector is on the wall, casting a photo of a bearded man.
PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket
Thanks to the boss "Book Friends 20220401073923362" for rewarding 300 starting coins
"Flying Clouds and Winds" February Ticket
(★≧▽^))★☆
(End of this chapter)
A dim light came down from above, illuminating the entire arena.
Thick ropes surround the surroundings to ensure that people will not fall out to the greatest extent.
Tony wore boxing gloves, his muscles were bulging, and his sweat was like wax on his body, making him look full of sculptural beauty.
On the opposite side, Lak, who was "short" and had no flesh, was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face:
"Ouch...don't call, I know I was wrong."
"Tony...no, big brother...you are my dear big brother, I will never call you a nickname again, please let me go."
Tony refused to let go, and chased after him with two more punches: "Do you still dare to trick me in the future?"
Lak clutched his buttocks and scurried around in the arena. He accidentally fell to the ground with his left foot and his right foot, crying and shouting:
"Don't dare, I really don't dare, I will be your wingman in the future, if you have trouble, I will take the blame, if you have a girl, you soak first, if you have a meal, you eat first."
Tony stepped on Lak's back, raised his fists, and shouted excitedly: "Hahahaha, I won!"
At this time, many beauties suddenly appeared around the ring, and they yelled Tony's name frantically, their eyes were full of caution: "Tony! Tony! Tony!"
Stimulated, Tony also yelled:
"Tony! Tony! Tony! . . . "
It's so noisy, what is this guy going crazy this morning... Lak pulled off the blanket and wrapped it around his waist, and walked into the bedroom.
Tony closed his eyes and shook his head, with a lewd smile on his face, shouting his name like crazy.
"Tony?"
There was no response after shouting, and Lak mercilessly slapped him on the face with two big mouths:
"Clap!"
"Let's see if you dare to..."
Tony was shouting to celebrate when he was suddenly interrupted. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of exaggerated pectoralis major muscles in front of him, and muscular arms on the left and right sides.
Rucker folded his arms, making him look murderous.
"Gudong!"
In the dream... stalking... Lak; now... me?Tony swallowed and forced an ugly smile on his face:
"morning!"
Lak had a straight face, expressionless: "Hmm."
Tony pulled the blanket and tied it tightly around his waist. After tugging, it wouldn't fall off. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and said cautiously, "Why are you in my room."
As he spoke, he got off the bed, walked out of the bedroom, opened the door directly, and landed one foot on the corridor.
Muscle lark, can't beat, can't beat.
With such a big reaction, it is estimated that what I had just now was not a serious dream.
"It's okay, you disturbed me by talking in your sleep."
Tony held on to the door frame and raised his eyebrows: "Oh! It's a dream!"
……
In Stark Industries, the machinery is rumbling, and Hawkeye Clint Barton is wearing a white helmet and is distracted.
Once, I was an elite agent: fought tigers in the snow mountains, ate snakes in the desert, and battle-toothed sharks in the deep sea;
Now, I am an honorable combat instructor, construction site supervisor, and security officer,
If this continues, the next job may not be a fitness instructor.
what's going on in my head
Clint shook his head, unscrewed the cap, and took a gulp when the phone rang, and he pulled out his phone.
Tony Stark:
I want to build muscle, hurry up!
"puff--"
……
"Hey, Bao, hurry up, the ball will be snatched by the big cat."
"Haha, Big Cat, you are really good, let's play again, shall we?"
On the lawn outside the hotel, Pepper kept throwing tennis balls. Four leopards turned into dogs and chased after them. After picking them up, they put them back in Pepper's palm and circled around her.
Today's discount, cats and cats casually.
Pepper's laughter never stopped.
Rucker and Tony sat on the deck and had breakfast.
On the left is bread and milk fritters, and on the right is steak and broccoli—a muscle-building set.
At this time, two black dots flew across the sky in the distance, one in front of the other, and the rumbling sound spread far away.
A few minutes later, the Quinjet fighter took the lead in the sky above the hotel by virtue of its absolute advantage.
At the beginning of the design of this hotel, only two parking areas were reserved, so Pepper and Abao had no choice but to stop their entertainment activities and give up the lawns.
The plane landed, and Agent Natasha, who had dyed her hair in a new color, made her debut with people.
Pepper may have clashed with her because of the horoscope, threw the tennis ball, and turned on the mocking mode: "You are so old, and you are still like a college student to become a girl fan."
Natasha raised her hand to grab it, and the tennis ball landed firmly in her palm. She shook her head gracefully, and cherry blossoms seemed to float in the air: "My old lady is so confident."
"puff--"
"Cough-cough-"
The two who were eating broke their defenses.
I haven't seen you for a few days, it's changed a lot.
Natasha returned the ball to its owner, and Hill came up from the foot of the hill just in time to catch it.
boom!
"How many people did you bring?" Hill asked.
A Quinjet fighter can carry up to ten people, which is obviously not enough.
Natasha said: "Three teams, taking a military plane, are expected to arrive at noon."
Hill nodded, 30 people are enough.
During the conversation, Haytham came out of the main control room, walked to Luke's side, pointed to the helicopter in the distance, and said, "Boss, the people from the French Continental Hotel have arrived."
"Oh, I see."
Lak and Tony finished eating in twos and twos, and asked people to remove the plates.
In a sense, he is hiring someone to do something; moreover, he has a good relationship with the high table, and he is considered a half ally.
Basic etiquette is required.
This is a black helicopter with the logo of the Continental Hotel painted on both sides of the fuselage, and the sound of the propellers can be heard several kilometers away.
In contrast, the Quinjet fighter wins outright.
The plane landed, and a tall man in a black suit got off. He bent over and trot out of the propeller area.
Haytham, as a former colleague, went to greet him.
"Haytham, thank you for your help this time."
"Axel, I was only following orders."
After shaking hands, he looked at the cool-looking aircraft next door that was several grades higher than their helicopters, lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "This is..."
Continental hotel part-time intelligence business.
"A secret department, I can only tell you so much." Haitham shook his head, then puffed out his chest, pretending to be calm, and said:
"They also received orders from their bosses to come to work. They will partner with us later to carry out tasks together."
"Understood, thank you." Axel said with a smile.
Violent, unconventional playing cards are usually synonymous with the secret service.
Therefore, it is best not to mess with it.
The reason why the high table has been able to stand in the dark world for so many years is that when they perform tasks, they try to avoid affecting ordinary people.
Commonly known, there are 13 numbers.
With Haytham's reminder, Axel has always been very measured in the subsequent contact with S.H.I.E.L.D. He never asked questions that shouldn't be asked.
……
At noon, 7 black SUVs drove up the mountain road and stopped outside the hotel. 30 fighters got out of the vehicles and received equipment one by one from the Quinjet fighter jets.
After a while, two black buses arrived, and a group of black suits got off. After careful counting, there were exactly 30 people.
And all AR15 with Beretta 1911.
……
The monitoring room was converted into a temporary command room.
As the commander, Hill introduced the situation above. On the left is the team in black suits led by Asel; on the right is the combat team led by Natasha.
Only the captain is present.
The projector is on the wall, casting a photo of a bearded man.
PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket
Thanks to the boss "Book Friends 20220401073923362" for rewarding 300 starting coins
"Flying Clouds and Winds" February Ticket
(★≧▽^))★☆
(End of this chapter)
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