Original God Traveler in Marvel

Paimon's plan for the celebration banquet failed to be implemented in the end. Due to the complicated entanglements among Iron Man, the Winter Soldier, and Captain America, Lin Ze spent the rest of the day fighting.

Time flew by, and it was dark in a blink of an eye.

Tony's fight was very dark, and he gradually calmed down when he saw Qi Qi who was so tired that he couldn't even raise his hands in order to heal himself and the captain.

"You can't protect him forever, Steve Rogers, I don't care who he is, to me, he's an executioner."

"A cold-blooded killing machine, I hope you understand this clearly!"

Tony lifted the mask of the mecha, his face was covered with water, making it hard to tell whether it was sweat or tears.

Panting heavily, he bypassed Steve, who was standing in front of the Winter Soldier, and walked towards Qi Qi.

Tony took the girl's hand and walked away slowly step by step.

The sun was shining on them, it was obviously a warm color, but in the eyes of everyone at this moment, it showed a sense of loneliness.

After walking for a while, Qi Qi clenched the big hand that wrapped her palm, raised her head, shook it lightly, and whispered:

"Mr. Tony..."

"do not Cry....."

While comforting, Qi Qi stood on tiptoe, trying to wipe the teardrops from the corners of Tony's eyes.

"I'm not crying, I'm just..."

Tony forced a smile to Qi Qi: "I'm just too stuffy in the mecha, it's hot."

To be honest, no fool would believe what he said.

If Lin Ze was present, let him describe it: this smile is like crying, it's so ugly.

"...Liar."

Qi Qi pouted, she seemed a little frustrated.

Feeling down because I couldn't help Mr. Tony.

Tony looked at the girl's serious look, and a warm current surged in his heart.

This warm feeling gave him some strength.

When he learned the truth about the death of his parents, he really went crazy, and all his thoughts were to kill his enemies immediately.

But after playing for so long, he clearly understood that with Captain America around, Steve would not allow him to hurt his 'Bucky'.

Even if he really succeeded in killing that person, would the ending be changed?

A person who even forgot himself, a person who even betrayed his faith and country.

Killing him, apart from venting his anger, what can he get in return.

What a ridiculous thing this is.

Perhaps living is the deepest punishment for Bucky Barnes.

When he thought of everything and understood the irreparable consequences of what he had done, guilt and remorse would make him never forgive himself.

This is the most vicious retribution for anyone who still has a conscience.

Tony closed his eyes and calmed down.

Jarvis' voice came from inside the mech.

'Sir, Miss Potts is back and is asking where you and the children are going, do you need me to tell her all about it? '

"...Let's be honest, I don't want to hide anything from her."

Tony wiped his face and regained his spirits.

He tidied himself up to make himself look less embarrassed, then hugged Qiqi beside him, and the thrusters under his feet ignited flames again.

"Come on, let's go home."

...

The others stood in front of a messy building, watching the big and small figures leave and gradually disappear from their sight.

Lin Ze took a deep breath and looked at Steve who was stuck in place and didn't know what to do:

"Captain, Tony also has his own difficulties."

"I understand, I just..."

Steve hesitated to speak, and when he realized why Tony was so angry, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

This is the most serious trial for Bucky. All the lives lost in his hands are the original sins he will bear and repay in his life.

"What you need is time, talk to Tony more in the future."

Everyone has their own difficulties. Lin Ze looked at sitting on the ground panting, with wounds all over his face and body.

Originally, he could be called a Hydra male model, but now he has turned into a pig-headed Winter Soldier.

As if sensing this probing gaze, 'Bucky' gaze squeezed out from the center of his swollen eyelids.

Lin Ze: ...

It seems our Qiqi is really angry too.

Not far away, Hydra was escorted into a car with handcuffs. Any S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who saw that scene will never forget it.

Next, not just Hydra, including the remaining SHIELD agents, they will usher in the most rigorous investigation.

For these agents.

Today is by no means the end.

Rather, a new beginning.

......

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Stark Building

"I'm going, you are raising shit, it smells so bad!"

After more than half a year, when Theros raided someone's boudoir again, he was so smoked that he ran to the balcony to hide before he stayed for a minute.

"Boss!!!"

Lin Ze, who was carrying a plastic bag and was about to throw it away, couldn't tell how happy he was when he saw this figure running out.

So he picked up the things in his hand and started chasing outside.

"Why are you going, my guy, why did you run away when you saw me?!"

"You, you, put down the biochemical weapon in your hand first! Come talk to me again!"

Theros hunched over, pointing at the plastic bag in Lin Ze's hand with disgust, covering his nose with one hand, tears streaming down his face.

"This taste! Spicy eyes!"

"Oh! Oh! Wait a minute."

Lin Ze ran out, handed the garbage to the little robot at the door, and hurried back three steps at a time to find the "kiss Theros" he was thinking about day and night.

"hu~hu~"

Theros, who took a breath of air outside for a while, finally came to his senses.

"Do you know this is murder?"

He complained to the innocent Lin Ze.

"No, the one just now is the spoils sent back by Bennett, Dadalia and the others to 'counter-insurgency' in Indonesia, an African fruit."

"However... maybe the courier business over there is not very developed. When I receive it, it has already become like this. This is the smell of fermented fruit."

Lin Ze embarrassedly fanned the surrounding air. He had already opened the window and asked Jarvis to turn on the exhaust, but within a short time, the smell was still very strong.

"How have you been lately?"

After a while, Theros asked in a normal manner.

"It's okay, I've been busy for a while, and I've only been free these few days."

"By the way, big brother, come here, have I lost my dust song pot?!"

He has been running here and there for the past few months, chasing after the traces of the remnants of Hydra.

Living in the wind and sleeping in the open, sometimes even sleeping under the cover of the sky, Paimon who followed him felt a lot lighter. As soon as he returned to New York and stuck to Tony's side, he clamored for delicious cakes.

After finally finding time, Lin Ze only had a two-day rest before realizing belatedly that the New Year is almost approaching.

Even Peter, the little idiot, started to ask Barbara when her birthday was, obliquely.

His exclusive NPC Theros Boss didn't even have a shadow.

Therefore, Lin Ze was overwhelmed by the unexpected arrival of Theros today.

Of course he was concerned about his own 'immediate interests' right away.

"Tsk, you can't say anything else when you see me, except for drawing cards and pulling wool."

Seeing Lin Ze's impatient look, Theros was helpless and funny: "Okay, your pot, here, here you are."

He took something out of his file bag and handed it over.

Lin Ze took it with both hands happily and respectfully, and looked at it excitedly.

But looking at it, his little mood was a little bit wrong.

"Isn't it?"

Lin Ze yelled.

When Theros heard it, he turned his head, and his handsome eyebrows frowned:

"What's wrong? Is there a leak in the pot?"

"That's not it."

Lin Ze rubbed the dust song pot in his hand, and muttered: "Boss, have you been cheated by someone?"

"Why does my pot look different from the one in the game? Isn't the pot that Grandma Ping gave me like this?"

The pot in the game doesn’t look simple and unpretentious, but actually has patterns of heaven and earth inside. It feels like the material is at least porcelain. The one in his hand...

Lin Ze reached out and tapped the surface of the pot with his fingers, listening to the blue veins in his temples could not be suppressed:

"What is this, this is!"

"Why is my dust song pot made of plastic!"