marvel angel

"H-I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, I was pushed down accidentally." Due to the curvature of the corridor, the security guards who arrived later did not see anything unusual.

"It doesn't matter. I know Miss Jones is very strong. You are not injured, right?"

"No, thank you for your concern, sir. It turns out you know this lady, so I'll go back first." The security guard nodded to Stark and Hogan with a grateful face, then turned and walked towards his post.

"Miss Jones, please" Stark hesitated.

"Leave it to me, Tony." Angela interrupted Stark's embarrassment and asked Lorna again, "Can you complete the work here alone?"

"Yes, but it might take a while."

"Then you get busy, I'm going to give back to my fans."

"Go ahead and don't go home at night if you can."

"Don't be angry, I'll give you candy tonight~"

"Humph" Lorna ignored Angela, lifted a steel bar out of thin air, and slammed it against the wall roughly.

Angela walked towards the stunned Jones, put her arm around her shoulders, and led her away from the winding corridor.On the way, Jones couldn't stop looking back.After passing the security guard who was talking into the intercom and the deserted exit, the two returned to the outside of the stadium. The sunshine was as noisy as the street corner with endless traffic.

"Stop struggling. It seems that your strength is not as strong as mine." Angela finally let go of Jones. Every step she took along the way was quite difficult.

"You seem to be sweating a lot, but I haven't used my full strength yet. Do you want to compete?" Jones's eyes were as bright as obsidian, and she was full of interest in the woman in front of her whose strength was comparable to her own.

"I'm happy to accompany you. There happens to be a McDonald's across the street. The loser will treat you."

In a fast food restaurant, two young women attract the attention of customers.Not only because of their outstanding appearance, but also because the spectacle of "arm wrestling at McDonald's" is really rare.

Angela twirled the beads of sweat on her hair with her left hand, and saw that the blood vessels on the back of her right hand were faintly glowing, while the corners of Jones's mouth were still upturned.After persisting for a few more seconds, Angela gave up mobilizing the Phoenix Power and allowed Jones to smash her hand on the table.

"Ha, you have some strength, pretty blond girl." Jones' smile was brighter than the golden twilight.

"Okay, what do you want to eat?" Angela shook her head angrily, got up and walked to the bar.

"Well, no matter what you order, I want a double portion of you." Jones clapped his hands and smiled.

"You really look thinner than Lorna."

"Maybe if you try eating more, you'll be as strong as me."

"No." Angela's strength did not come from physical strength. She turned her back guiltily and faced the orderer, "Hello, I want three Big Macs."

"Set meal, large size." Jones said quietly behind Angela.

Angela closed her eyes and took a breath.

"One Big Mac, and two large Big Mac combos."

"You are so obedient. I thought blond women are naturally more arrogant." Jones followed Angela back to her seat after paying, looking very energetic.

"You look so pretty when you smile, Jessica."

"Ms. Ziegler, I'm not that kind of woman."

"Well, I don't mean anything else, please don't get me wrong."

"Hahaha, you are so funny. It was so worth it to accompany Trish today." Jones looked proud after succeeding in his prank, "Angela, I don't know why, you are the only one who can make me laugh. Beyond Stirling”

Angela noticed that when Jones mentioned the name "Sterling", his cheerful tone was mixed with a little loneliness.

"Jessica, I don't know who Sterling is or where he is now. But I think a person who can even make you laugh must have an extraordinary love for the world. He will always wish everyone the best." Joy, happiness, including you.”

"Oh my god, can you still read minds?"

"Not yet, but I'm practicing."

"what"

"Haha, seeing your frightened expression, it's worth the treat. Don't worry, I didn't use it on you. It's just that your performance was too obvious. The pain of losing him must be engraved deep in your soul. place."

"He is my boyfriend and my family member. He just passed away two months ago."

"Then you were depressed for two months."

"It's not that serious. Trish will accompany me from time to time to talk. Shouldn't you tell me something about how sad I feel about this?"

"Jessica, sharing other people's pain doesn't mean you have to be sad too. If I become as sad as you, how can I make you happy again?"

"" Jones was silent for a long time and sighed with relief, "Thank you, Angela. I know what the most important thing Sterling brought me is. I'm going to get the meal."

Angela saw that there seemed to be tears in the corners of Jones's eyes the moment she stood up, but she naturally would not break her cover.She watched quietly as Jones effortlessly walked back with two full dinner plates, and then quickly grabbed a glass of Coke.

“That’s what’s included in my package.”

"Cheers to the strong and brave Jessica"

"Ha" Jones was stunned and then laughed, "Cheers to my new friend"

Angela took a long sip of Coke.She had not drank carbonated drinks for a long time and was so excited that she shivered.

"You're so cute." Jones couldn't help but wonder when he saw Angela's performance. "This is the first time I've met someone who gets drunk after drinking soft drinks."

"In the past month or so since I have not been a doctor, I don't need alcohol to relieve stress, nor sugar water to recharge my brain. The most stimulating drink is pure milk."

"You used to be a doctor"

"That's right, I even wondered if you had stinky face syndrome in the stadium just now."

"What syndrome is this your made-up disease?"

"No, there really is such a thing. But now I know, you are just habitually unhappy."

"This should be something you made up now, right?"

"Yes, but it's not completely unfounded." Angela picked up the burger and saw the Wrath of the Lich King advertisement on the liner, and made a casual analogy, "It's like playing a video game. Many games throw With literary and artistic elements, the gameplay is simply to repeat a very similar process, mechanically pressing those keys back and forth on the keyboard. But players still enjoy it because the brain has become accustomed to these operations. People follow it Operating their thoughts, like a river flowing on a smooth river bed, makes them feel happy or at ease.”

“Do you think I’m used to using my brain to think about unhappy things?”

"Admit it, Jessica, if I make up a story now, you will become even more unlucky in the future. Your enemies took advantage of you, Trish betrayed you, and I deceived you, leaving you alone and without a long life." Things, you must be very interested in it if you are penniless.”

"Oh my God, you really didn't use telepathy on me? Why did you know me so well when we first met?"

"Jessica, you didn't seem to follow us from the beginning when we were at the stadium. How did you find us later?"

"I have my own tracking skills."

"Me too, but you are welcome to pursue my secrets, little detective." Angela smiled slyly, "Having said that, this habit of fantasizing about losing new things when you first come into contact with them is not a good thing. No one likes to lose. , in the end that thought can make you afraid of getting.”

"Maybe I'm not used to fantasizing about losing, I'm used to losing." Jones accidentally squeezed and spilled a whole pack of ketchup.

"One day you will get used to getting. Jessica, haven't you already understood what you got from Sterling? If you keep it firmly in your heart, to a certain extent, it is not a loss, no "

"Angela, don't say everything from your heart, don't be so nice to me. I'm already afraid of losing you one day in the future."

"A tasteful player will be good at choosing excellent and beneficial games, and know how to distinguish what is a rubbish game. Jesse, your makeup and clothes may seem mismatched, but they are actually very tasteful. I believe you are good at it deep down. Separate the good from the bad. Throw your junk habits in the trash, delete them completely, and start playing a good, positive game of life.”

"Stop talking, stop talking, I don't want to cry in front of a new friend on the first day she meets her." Jones looked out the window with emotion, avoiding Angela's gaze.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's not talk about you anymore. I think you still have a lot of questions to ask me. Let's start your investigation, Detective Jones."