Marvel Nephalem

Chapter 9: Meticulous Stark

Under the bright spring light, among the tree-lined avenues, an old man in his sixties was running.

The black T-shirt highlighted his strong muscle lines. His long white hair scattered on the back of his neck kept rising and falling as he ran, and his white beard was also flying in the wind. Behind him, a handsome man was holding three A big bag half as tall as a man, with a mop on his shoulders and a bucket following closely behind.

Until a bottle of shower gel flew out of the bucket. Rumlow, who was panting like a dog, turned down and put down the bag in his hand. When he wanted to pick up the shower gel, a spring breeze knocked over the bag, and the bottles rolled all over the floor.

The efforts made by Agent Rumlow of SHIELD were clearly displayed on the projection.

Natasha, who was sitting on a chair and watching the live broadcast of the micro-drone on a projector, pressed the headset and asked: "Rumlow, what's going on? What just happened?"

Tony, who was lying on the sofa and covering his face with the sofa cushions, pretending to sleep, let out a low muffled laugh.

Natasha rolled her eyes impatiently, turned her head and asked, "Tony"

"It's okay, it's nothing." Tony, who was covered under the seat cushion, laughed angrily: "I was just imagining your little agent's expression when he realized that he was being tricked."

"tricked"

Natasha asked: "You mean Clark Kent is playing tricks on Rumlow?"

Tony used his hands that were trapped by wires to lift up the sofa cushions, used his feet that were also tied up to fall to Natasha's side, and held out his hands.

"You have to ask Miss Pepper about this, she asked for it."

Natasha looked at the projection and refused.

Tony wasn't in a hurry, but the old god was jumping back and lying down on the sofa, covering himself with the sofa cushions.

At the center of Block 42, Clark Kent saw Rumlow coming and waved to the black SUV parked by the road. Two bodyguards in black suits immediately got out of the car, took the purchased daily necessities and went upstairs. .

"Thank you, son."

Clark Kent patted Rumlow's shoulder with approval. Seeing Rumlow smiling and wanting to say something, he suddenly took out his wallet and pulled out 100 US dollars, as if in a sudden realization, and stuffed it into Rumlow's hand.

Rumlow:

"Mr. Kent, I..."

Rumlow looked at the hundred-dollar bill in his hand in confusion. Just when he was about to defend himself, Clark Kent took another one out of his wallet and stuffed it into his hand. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, come on." He didn't look back. He went upstairs, looking like an old man who was afraid of his greed.

Rumlow was left holding a two-hundred-dollar knife messy in the wind.

"Collect the team and return to your residence."

Natasha took off her headset angrily, walked up to Tony, and lifted the sofa cushion that was covering his head.

Looking at the proud Tony, he took out a small tactical folding knife from his waist, directly opened the wires binding his wrists, and asked: "You said he was playing Rumlow?"

"What Jarvis told me is that if you want to enjoy music without losing the details, you have to be prepared."

Tony took off the auxiliary communicator from his ears, untied the wires from his feet, and shouted: "Jarvis, tell Agent Natasha the number of times the target looked up and looked at the micro-drone."

"During the 48-minute contact with SHIELD agent Brock Rumlow, Clark Kent looked at the drone 17 times, and each time he looked up in the direction of the drone."

Jarvis's answer confused Natasha: "How did he see the drone?"

"He doesn't see, but hears, the music sync player I previously installed on the micro-drone."

Tony was suddenly happy. He spread his hands and smiled as if he had found a surprise: "The sound of the player is smaller than the noise leaked from the micro communicator you use, and it is as loud as the noise produced by the micro drone. I once used it to The exact same micro-drone observed Hulk when he was quiet, and was slapped to pieces by him. I knew that Hulk's hearing was actually very keen, but he didn't know how to take advantage of it."

Natasha took out the micro communicator in her pocket blankly and said thoughtfully: "You mean, since he can detect the sound of the synchronous player on the micro drone from a few meters away, He can also hear my calls with Rumlow.”

"And he can distinguish very clearly in noisy environments, and he knows how to take advantage of this."

Tony stood up and moved his body, and said in a cliche tone: "I suggest you don't try to attack him. If his hearing level is similar to Hulk's, equal to or higher, then it cannot be ruled out that he has corresponding levels in other aspects. Don't engage in surveillance activities on him within 20 meters, just like don't say bad things about Hulk in the communicator, I think he was angry because of this."

Natasha looked at Tony's serious expression and suddenly laughed out loud: "Well, at least there is some substantial progress. Knowing that his perception is very keen, what is your suggestion?"

Tony sat on the sofa and looked at the projection. The tracking of the micro-drone had not been cancelled. In the picture, Clark Kent seemed to have forgotten his keys and was standing at the door silently waiting with his things. A skinny old woman holding an apple pie was standing there. Slowly walking upstairs, the two of them started chatting after a while.

The old woman pressed forward step by step, even forcing Clark to retreat to the corner. Tony could read the impatience in Clark Kent's restraint. It was not until Anne Hathaway opened the door that the ridiculously strong old man revealed his face. A rescued expression.

"Let's start with his daughter. A girl who has just entered a new environment will definitely need a friend. Since that girl can pry open Santa Claus's heart, she can definitely convince him to do the right thing." Tony thought as he looked at the picture. Anne Hathaway, who was helping Clark carry the bag, picked up a glass of Coke and took a deep sip and said, "She is so hot."

......

"Just let the bodyguards do these things, you don't have to go."

After Anne Hathaway sent away Aunt Laura who wanted to lean on her father like a magnet, she complained to Clark Kent who was putting ingredients in the refrigerator: "I woke up and you were not at home. I thought ..."

Clark Kent turned around when he heard this and said with a smile: "This kind of thing will never happen again, I will always be here."

Anne, who was very angry, was successfully comforted by these words. She suddenly covered her face and turned around and walked towards the bedroom. Suddenly she whispered with a cry: "I must be dreaming, maybe I need to sleep for a while."

Clark Kent just watched Annie enter the room, and the system in his mind kept chattering: "Shouldn't I run over and hug her and say something sensational?"

"Need not."

Clark Kent took out his brush and razor from the bag, walked straight to the bathroom, and looked at the strange man in the mirror. He had unkempt hair and a white beard that was still tangled even though he had shaved it last night. He suddenly asked: System: "Who did you say made my face look like yesterday?"

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