The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

The stretch limousine drove into the Stark family estate in Long Island, New York, with exquisite gardens, potted plants and fountain sculptures along the way. Stepping out of the car and walking through the long welcoming passage under the leadership of Howard, what appeared in front of him was the gorgeous palace-style dome and the art decorations filling the hall. Watson had a deeper understanding of the Stark family's wealth. Know.

Howard ordered his butler Jarvis to prepare a spacious guest room for Watson and prepare to hire a full-time tailor, a translation team and a 24-hour catering team. Watson was even able to get the personal fighting and shooting training he wanted every day until Howard prepared the first Super Soldier Serum.

For Watson, this should have been a good time. But when Tony Stark, who came back from a drunken night out that night, saw "Miss Watson" who came out to look around after dinner, Watson's beautiful life faced the crisis of ending before it even began.

This crisis started with Tony's hand on his waist.

"Hello, Egyptian beauty... shouldn't you be staying in the painting on the wall? Why do you have time to come to my living room to visit?" Tony Stark, who was in his early 20s He burped while smelling of alcohol, his eyes wandering: "I must be dreaming today! I swear, you are really the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. What is your name? What are you doing here... ..”

"and many more!"

Tony raised a palm to himself, interrupting what he just said: "You can do whatever you want here. Let me introduce myself. I am the famous Tony Stark." After speaking, Tony's youthful expression The eyebrows on Sheng's face were raised high, looking like a naughty young master, and he looked at Watson with a smile.

Tony Stark, your character when you were young really deserved a beating. Watson remained calm on the surface, but his eyes were already wide open in his heart. Of course, Tony's character in more than ten years would only be slightly better than it is now.

"Master Tony, this is Mr. Howard's guest. He is..." Jarvis, the butler and half-temporary German translator, came over, but looking at his expression, it was obvious that Tony was no longer the number one. This is the first time he has harassed a young female guest who came to his home like this.

"It's okay Mr. Jarvis, please bring us some drinks." Watson interrupted Jarvis with a German female voice with a smile. Watson knew how to deal with such a drunk man. He wanted to drink Tony down directly. Next, ask Howard tomorrow if he can give his son a good beating.

It would be easy to beat him.

If that doesn't work, it would be a good idea to ask Howard for a mini video recorder and show this dark history to Tony more than ten years later.

"Please sit down, Mr. Tony. I'm happy to chat with you, provided... you can still drink." Watson sat on the sofa, elegantly raising one of his slender white legs, smiling sweetly. He extended an invitation to Tony. That charming look was so alluring that Tony couldn't hold himself back any longer.

How can a man say no to drinking?

Tony didn't hesitate at all, and sat directly next to Watson carelessly, his whole body was close to him: "Of course! Don't look at me now, I'm a bit drunk, I can definitely come back for a few more rounds! Are you from Germany? By coincidence Yes, I used to..."

Inheriting the genius gene of the Stark family, Tony can speak fluent German even at a young age.

But he was immediately swayed by Watson's drinking one cup at a time, and within a few minutes, Tony lay down on the sofa and fell asleep. The butler Jarvis on the side remained silent and carried him back to the room like a pig, surrounded by several maids.

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"Seriously, how long has it been since you cared about your son? Howard? Do you know that boy almost put his hand on my leg last night? I was so close to smashing the bottle into his face. "

Early the next morning, Watson held up the phone in the room and complained to Howard, but what he got was the expected words of being too busy with work, neglectful of care, and feeling guilty. Of course, Watson didn't think that his few words could change the Stark family's educational concepts, and he didn't need to do so.

So he made two requests to Howard.

One is to allow himself to use non-lethal and non-permanently damaging force against Tony's playboy who needs a beating; the other is to get himself a miniature camera. Watson made up his mind to collude with Howard and Jarvis to hide the truth about his gender, record enough of Tony Stark's dark history, and then use it to blackmail him for a large sum of money more than ten years later.

Howard readily agreed, and more than half a month passed like this.

After waking up from the drunkenness, he realized that the "Miss Watson" in the villa was not the Tony Stark who had a drunken hallucination last night. He confidently used his unbeatable tactics against Watson to pick up girls.

Sending flowers, jewelery and luxury cars are routine routines, and there is nothing the same every day; and since learning about Watson's preference for music, Tony began to invite Watson to various band concerts, and even some Several times, I invited different bands to my home for private parties.

"Miss Watson" can only say that if you have money, you can really do whatever you want.

But there is one thing to say. Although he enjoys the feeling of someone throwing money at him, Watson still won't hesitate at all when it's time to record Tony's dark history. Besides, Tony before the age of 30 and Tony after the age of 30 have completely different methods of picking up girls. The former basically only uses money to pick up girls.

Although...this is enough to knock most people down.

But in the "second half", the status of Watson and Tony is completely reversed.

This "second half" refers to the private fighting ring, stadium and shooting range that Howard prepared for Watson. With the good intention of beating up the handsome young man, Miss Watson proposed several challenges to Tony who was pursuing him. The general contents are as follows:

If you beat me in a fight, I will let you hey hey;

If you catch up with me while running, I will let you hey hey hey;

If you can shoot better than me, I will let you hey hey hey.

......

"Are you ready, Mr. Tony?"

"No problem at all! Madam~ I'll show you my shooting skills right away."

In the shooting range, Tony Stark, who was wrapped tightly in special thickened bulletproof armor, touched the small-caliber revolver on his waist and continued to talk dirty to Miss Watson who was 10 meters away. Of course, these words had nothing to do with his appearance at the moment. As for Miss Watson, she looked like a standard western cowgirl, with long legs under two hot pants that made the female instructors envious.

"Ms. Watson, although the gun is loaded with training ammunition, it will still be very painful when hit, and it will leave bruises that will last for several days. Are you sure you don't want to wear some protective equipment?" As a professional instructor , Instructor Lynne has a lot of shooting experience, and of course, equally important is that she can also speak German. Under the Stark family's money offensive, she flew here directly from Europe.

"No need, thank you Lynn, let's get started."

Seeing that Tony didn't express any opinions, the female coach Lynn could only nod her head and start the countdown loudly: "3...2...1!"

Miss Watson pulled out the Colt Python revolver on her right leg at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to see. She pulled down the hammer with her left hand like lightning. Under the control of the incredibly powerful wrist of her slender right hand, she fired a round. The bullet hit Tony's chest accurately.

"boom!"

Tony felt a huge force hit his chest, and he fell straight backwards to the floor without even making a sound. Miss Watson, who was standing 10 meters away from him, raised the muzzle of the smoking gun in her hand, put it in front of her nose and took a deep breath.

"You lose, Mr. Tony..."

The slightly magnetic, hoarse female voice reached Tony's ears, as if it had been specially treated by the burning of gunpowder that had just been reduced, and it sounded a little bit like death. "Ah... that bullet of yours pierced my heart, Miss Watson..." Tony threw away the small-caliber revolver that was mostly in the holster, and with difficulty He sat up and took off his heavy bulletproof helmet with difficulty.

This woman is crazy!

After more than ten days of contact, Tony felt that he recognized Miss Watson's true face. Those things about appreciating luxury cars, tasting music, and drinking were all fake. This woman was a violent maniac when she had the chance to act. Tony didn't want to recall the first time the two fought. He was beaten throughout the whole process, and his whole body hurt for several days after coming off the ring that day.

From then on, he never dared to touch Miss Watson again, because touching her would mean getting punched.

Just like this pistol duel imitating the Western cowboys, Tony felt that he must have been beaten a lot in the past few days and developed a bit of masochistic tendencies, otherwise he would be willing to do such a dangerous thing if his brain was crazy. You must know that even the so-called safest training bomb can blind someone if it hits the eye!

We can't go on like this. This woman doesn't like me at all. She just treats me as a fat sheep and a sandbag. But let me tell you something, when that woman hit her close to her body, why did the smell on her body smell so good?

But Tony was not good at this after all. Even though it was rare to spend almost half a month on a woman, his patience was almost exhausted at this moment. Looking back on my life for more than half a month, I was really happy listening to music and having parties at the beginning, but later on I just ended up getting beaten all the time.

What beautiful women are hugging each other...

What kind of luxury car is showing off on the street...

What casinos spend big bucks...

not a single one! This is not the life a rich second generation should live! Licking a dog is not as miserable as mine!

It's time to end this, Tony Stark, and stop being fooled by a woman! Tony secretly made up his mind, got up and walked towards Miss Watson.

But...he really wanted to give it one last try.

"Then according to the agreement, you should not disturb my shooting practice." Miss Watson turned around and walked towards the female coach Lynne with two long legs: "Coach Lynne, let's continue."

"Wait! Miss Watson, one last thing, where do you want to eat for dinner today? How about the Western restaurant we ate at last time? You said the charcoal-grilled lamb chops there were pretty good!" Tony asked. A light blue floral shirt was hanging out beside the shooting stand, and he still had a decent smile on his face.

This smile was a bit far-fetched, even Watson could see Tony's state at this time.

"Seriously, Mr. Tony, why don't you go back to your comfort zone? Go drive the luxury sports car you like, meet your long-lost 'old friends', and hug your magazine models. ...Want to play some adult poker games by the way?" Watson walked up to Tony, holding the AR-15 rifle with one hand, and leaning closer to Tony with the other hand supporting the side of his face.

The actions looked very intimate, but the words were slightly distant.

"I have rejected you many times during this time. You should understand that our interests and hobbies are very different. But even so, do you still want to continue?"

Tony raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that he still wanted to be tough: "It doesn't matter, dear Miss Watson, it's okay that you like swords and guns. Even if you want to drive tanks and fighter jets, I can do that... .”

"You know it's useless, Tony." Watson interrupted Tony.

The decent smile on Tony's face slowly disappeared. He was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly: "Okay! Miss Watson, I will treat this as your formal rejection. I have to say that this is your loss. You will definitely regret it." He stretched out a hand and pointed at Watson gently, then turned and walked out the door.

But when he reached the door, he turned around again: "It's rare for a woman to reject me. I'll remember you, Miss Watson!"

boom!

The door was slammed shut.

"Although I shouldn't say this, Miss Watson, you are the first woman I have ever seen who rejected Tony Stark." Lynn, the female instructor on the side, said with envy in her tone: "But why did you Do you want to refuse? If I were you, I wouldn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Watson turned his head and glanced at Instructor Lynne's bumpy figure and pretty face. After thinking for a while, a 'friendly' smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Stark will definitely want to get back a sense of accomplishment tonight. , you taught me enough today. So do you want to follow me and give it a try? He hasn’t gone far yet ~ ‘Miss Watson’s shooting instructor’, maybe Tony will like it very much?”

"Are you serious?" Instructor Lynn was a little moved. It wasn't that she didn't want to teach Watson anymore. It was mainly because Watson had mastered the basic knowledge very well. Now he has reached the stage where he needs to rely on a lot of shooting to accumulate experience. At this time The role of the instructor is not big.

Watson said nothing, but made a "please" gesture towards the door.

Ten seconds later, Watson was the only one left in the huge shooting range.

After waiting for a few more minutes, instructor Lynn did not come back.

It looks like it's done.

I really don’t know how Tony Stark, who is like this now, turned into the kind of person who would be devoted to Pepper Potts more than ten years later. Watson sighed, put the AR-15 rifle on his shoulder, aimed at the fixed target a hundred meters away, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Damn it, why is it only 9 rings...

Watson put down his gun and recalled that when he was out on the street a few days ago, he was kidnapped by the Ancient One magician and had Kama Taj kidnapped by the magicians, and he couldn't help but touch his face. Speaking of which, it was true that I was not authentic. I actually forgot to visit Master Gu Yi when I traveled through time. In the end, the boss came to visit me on his own.

However, that short trip to Kama Taj also made me get to know the famous Master Wang. Speaking of which, he was related to the skinny Master Wang who had the same surname in 1944. Under the order of Master Gu Yi, the fat Master Wang also became the intermediary for Watson to contact Kama Taj.

What? How do you contact me? Of course it's a phone call.

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"Are you really going to use the serum on him?" Howard and Carter sat face to face in the study room of Carter Manor.

"You don't really believe what Watson said before, about the Eskimos and East Asia, do you?" Carter stared closely at Howard's eyes: "The information I found shows that he lied. The reason why he can I came to Stark Industries Expo because I received help from a German logistics company."

"And how could he possibly know that there is a mole in your company? Asking such a thing from the mouth of a Hydra prisoner in East Asia, although the chance is not impossible, is it a bit too farfetched?" The suspicion in Carter's heart It completely exploded, one problem after another. Now that Watson is not present, the two can discuss directly.

"I didn't believe Watson's reasons at first. But the question is, what if the intelligence he said is true?" Howard also crossed his arms: "My people will arrive in the Arctic Ocean in a few days. If Is Steve really at the coordinates given by Watson?"

Carter said nothing, but still frowned tightly.

"Other things, about my company, about Hydra, if they are all true, then why would Watson do this?" Howard put his hands on his lap: "Watson is not stupid, fools are Knowing that such a reason will arouse suspicion. Not to mention that you are originally engaged in intelligence work, so you can find out something is wrong with a quick investigation."

"But why did he still do it? Have you ever thought about this?" Howard looked at Carter.

Carter turned his gaze to the ceiling: "I even started to think that it was a wrong decision to agree to use the serum on Watson. Maybe I am really old and can't be cruel for a while, but Howard..." She turned her head again: "What if we are really wrong? What if Watson is really..."

"Don't worry, I have backup measures." Howard interrupted Carter: "There is a freezing device in the operating cabin. As long as I press the button outside, Watson will be frozen until we find out everything. ."

"But aside from that..." Howard stood up, put his hands in his pockets and began to pace: "Watson's contribution during World War II was enough to exchange for a serum. Don't tell me what you think. It’s not worth it, otherwise you wouldn’t have nodded in agreement last time.”

"I think Watson is showing his sincerity. He could have said nothing, but he still did it." Howard stopped and looked at Carter steadily: "Or are you planning to arrest him directly? Torture?”

"You know it's impossible for me to do this." Carter was stunned and shook his head directly: "Watson is also our former comrade. What's more, it's not my first day doing intelligence work. Only a rookie would have such an idea."

Carter fell silent again.

After a while, she slowly said: "Okay, let's do this for now. When your search team reaches that coordinate point, we will know whether Watson's information is true."