wandering in the ashes of meman

Chapter 65·64

On the top floor of the Stark Industrial Building, Ember lay on the soft sofa that looked like a ball of marshmallow with interest, watching the Powerpuff Girls playing on the huge monitor in front of him.

He had sensed it when Spider-Man arrived just now, and there was no other reason. It was obviously different for the strong to be placed in the crowd.Especially for Ashes, it's okay without a reference, but with a reference, it's not difficult to find a strong soul among a group of weak souls... When Spiderman saw Tony When taking it away, Ashes did have the idea of ​​shooting that little guy with a lightning gun or a dragon-hunting bow. Fortunately, at the most critical moment, Jarvis dissuaded him, and Ashes put it down. The desire to attack... The reason why the little spider's spider sensor is frantically alert when it comes and leaves is partly because of this.

Not long after, Tony, who was wearing Iron Man armor, came back from the outside. Seeing this, Ashes waved him friendly.

Nodding in return, Tony glanced at Parker downstairs who had just run through the crowd to the Stark gate but was stopped by security, and shook his head helplessly. "Jarvis, tell the security for me to let that little guy in."

"Okay, sir."

After completing the order, Tony glanced at the overturned bar and sighed again... This little guy wasted a lot of money... although he never cared about money.

"Jarvis, let the nanny robot clean up."

"Okay, sir."

While talking, Tony got another glass of wine, added a few ice cubes, and sat opposite Ashes.Looking at Ashes who was fascinated by the cartoon, Tony on the side raised his eyebrows curiously.

"Do you like it very much?"

"It's okay." Ashes said without feeling uncomfortable because of this: "Their stories are very interesting, but sometimes I can't understand their behavior."

Nodding his head, Tony said nonchalantly, "If you're interested, I can give you some figures later."

"Manufactured?" Hearing this strange word, Ashes tilted his head in doubt.Seeing this, Tony on the side explained: "You can understand it as a small sculpture...the kind made of resin...by the way, do you know resin?"

Hearing Tony's question, Ashes on the side nodded and said, "Of course! The teacher who taught me bow and arrow, Hawkeye Gefu, had his eyes sealed with resin."

"..." Touching the well-groomed mustache, although Tony felt that Ashes might have misunderstood something, he didn't delve into this point... In the previous simple communication, he found that Ashes was more important than he imagined. The accident in the movie is easy to talk about, at least it doesn't look like those who stand against me die and those who stand in my way die on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan.

"Hmm... What exactly is your purpose here?" After thinking for a moment, Tony looked at Ashes aside.Seeing that the topic was cut to the chase, Ashes didn't continue to focus on the Flying Witch... although it was really attractive (Ashes likes this style of painting very much).

And just when Ashes was about to say something, Jarvis's slightly mechanical voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"Sir, Mr. Peter Parker has arrived."

He raised his eyebrows, glanced at the ashes on his face who didn't care at all, and Tony waved his hand: "Okay, he comes in."

"Okay, sir."

As Tony's words fell, the elevator door on the side was also opened.He didn't wear a hood, and he was still wearing a rented, seemingly high-end formal suit, but there were a little tearing and rummaging marks on the formal suit.At the same time, there was a little frustration on his face.

"Oh...Mr. Tony, I'm really unlucky today. A hole was ripped out of the armpit of this formal suit when I was swinging around, and I lost my work card, and I don't know the briefcase that was originally in the toilet. It was stolen by that bastard..."

Hearing this, looking at Parker, whose face was full of frustration, and who seemed to be getting worse as time went by, Tony shrugged his shoulders and comforted him: "Don't worry, the people in this building don't have that kind of greed. Little cheap person, you can go to the lost and found place to take a look when you leave."

"That's really..." Hearing this, he raised his head, and before Parker could finish speaking, what he saw was the familiar figure of Ashes.

"...um... um... is this your guest?"

Parker looked at Tony on the side with some caution. He couldn't imagine that the person who had severely injured Tony a few days ago was sitting here so openly... You know, Tony is still wearing auxiliary clothes under his clothes. Rehabilitated small exoskeleton armor too!When I took him out of here, I still felt a little pain in my ribs.

Nodding his head, Tony said calmly: "That's right...this is my guest. Although you may not believe it, this is indeed the first...second time we met...the first time was Back on Fifth Avenue."

Hearing this, Parker nodded in understanding.But even though he was nodding his head somewhere, in fact his eyes were still filled with I don't understand.But after thinking for a moment, he swallowed his saliva.As an official reporter...he smelled big news!
On the other hand, seeing the new light rising from Parker's big eyes that were originally full of doubts, Tony felt more and more that it would not be a good thing for Parker to become a regular reporter from a temporary reporter... Even if it was Small media like the Bugle Daily!
But... the ability of spiders to sense is almost for the profession of journalists...

Shaking his head, Tony turned his eyes back to Ashes beside him, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then waved the wine glass in his hand.

"Would you like some?"

"what is that?"

"Macallan 1946..." After a pause, probably because Ashes didn't know what it was, Tony on the side added, "Whiskey."

"whisky?"

Looking at the ashes in front of him, Tony heaved a sigh of relief.He has already begun to suspect that Ashes ran out of that ravine...

"It's a kind of wine..." Tony replied a little weakly, he thought it would cause Ashes to be surprised.But it was a pity that not only Ashes was not surprised, even Parker on the side looked indifferent, and didn't seem to notice the seriousness of the problem at all.

"Then have a drink."

Hearing Ashes' words, Tony also looked at Parker who was aside.

"What about you?"

"Well... I'm only 16, not old enough to drink."

"It's okay, there are no cameras here, and I won't call the police."

While talking, Tony poured another glass for Parker who was beside him.And seeing Tony's appearance, Parker naturally couldn't refuse.

Just when Parker took the glass, Ashes on the side had already raised the glass and drank it down.The ice cubes hit the cheeks with a crackling sound, and the amber liquid flowed into the mouth along the gap of the visor. Ashes smashed his mouth twice and shook his head with emotion.

"Bland and tasteless."

Hearing Ashes' words, looking at the cup in front of him, Parker also took a sip, then spit out the wine immediately, and said with a bitter face while sticking out his tongue: "It's so strong... "

Before that, he had secretly drank two sips of extremely low-alcohol cocktails at most...

As for their behavior, Tony took a look at the whiskey in his hand that could be exchanged for a house with just a bottle—except that they were ignorant, he couldn’t say anything else... These days , whoever wants to pretend to be a high-end dude has to pick someone.

(End of this chapter)