The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

If there was anyone in the entire team that Blade trusted the most, apart from old man Whistler, it was undoubtedly Nissa. The retreat was basically planned by the vampire princess, and Sunwalker did not interfere too much. The helicopter slowly landed in an open space on the outskirts of the city, and several people left in two cars. Watson had been expressing his emotions for a long time, and now he didn't want to say a word. He got into the co-pilot and acted like a wooden man. Nisha started the engine and drove the car onto the road, but she still couldn't let go of the corners of her mouth.

"Still laughing?!"

"Hehehehe...Okay, okay, I won't laugh." This woman must have done it on purpose. She asked Blade, Wade and Abigail to go to another car, and she was alone with Wo One car.

Watson glared at her.

"Do you know how cute you look like this?" Nessa glanced over and couldn't help but grin again: "I'm sorry, I know you hate this word, but when your beautiful face is exposed, you look completely angry. It’s not lethal, you know that, right?”

As she spoke, Nisha suddenly came over for a kiss, then licked her lips, leaving him with a blazing look: "...I really want to eat you."

Watson suddenly felt so stupid.

Knowing that Nisha would react this way, why should he be angry? Just let her laugh as she pleases. A short laugh will probably be enough. Something's wrong, how could I usually be so angry?

After a few seconds, Watson realized why.

Probably because his relationship with Nesa is getting better and better, he becomes less and less interested in using his brain when getting along, and he doesn't bother to hide any emotions he has.

Thinking of this, the embarrassment and shame in my heart quickly disappeared.

"What? Are you still angry?"

After the car had driven a few kilometers, when the beautiful boy still remained silent, Nisha took the initiative and said, "Okay, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed so loudly on the plane..."

"Forget it, you can laugh if you want." Watson interrupted her, folding his arms and leaning on the back of the chair: "You have rarely encountered such happy things recently. Although I am the one who is embarrassed, since you can If it makes you feel better, then I... I don't mind now. But having said that, I don't think I did anything wrong, that guy Wade is just a psycho!"

"Ha! That's right!" Nessa burst out laughing again. As if she didn't feel like she was enjoying herself enough, she stepped on the accelerator and started to accelerate. Watson had to remind her to pay attention: "Hey! Don't drive so fast! It's almost midnight now, and this is still a suburban road. Are you afraid that the patrolman won't hear your engine?"

"Okay, okay...hehe..."

The vampire princess now lacks any of the elegance and ability of the past. She completely lets go and enjoys teasing this beautiful boy. During the rest of the journey, Nisha deliberately behaved like a novice and made all kinds of stupid mistakes. Watson knew her intentions and could only correct them over and over again.

Fortunately, there were no accidents in the end.

crunch--

The wheels scraped against the gravel road.

"Ah... we're here." Nissa's tone was full of regret, she hadn't had enough fun yet.

"Wait a minute." After Watson said that, he got out of the car, walked quickly around the front of the car to the driver's seat, and opened the side door for Nessa: "Okay, princess, please get out of the car."

"Of course, thank you."

Nisha immediately got into the role, smiled and held the hand, stretched her legs gracefully and stood outside the car.

Snapped!

As soon as the woman stood up, Watson slapped her on the butt: "I'll make you laugh!"

......

After staying with Blade and the others for two more days, Nyssa confirmed through the insider Felicia Bernard that the police had no follow-up actions for the time being. Watson took Michelle and left, heading to the Stark family estate of Howard Sr. It has been almost half a month since Mrs. Carter attended the funeral, and she is now preparing to leave New York and return to her home in England.

Steve still didn't wake up.

Old Howard's mood has basically stabilized, and he has not forgotten what he said when he was drunk that day. While packing Watson's military princess suit, he asked him to make friends with Tony. After the wayward young man Stark was released on bail, he took a plane across the Commonwealth that day and went to Malibu Beach in Los Angeles County, California, on the West Coast, where he bought a large villa not long ago.

Maybe it's also because it's too embarrassing.

As for his biological father Howard, Tony didn't want to see him at all.

"so be it."

Watson, who was wearing a black suit, put on a mask and shook hands with Howard Sr.: "You also know that now is not a good time. Both you and Tony need time to recover. If you have a chance or need my help in the future, please call my number. You I also know that Tony is quite capable of causing trouble."

"Ha! Isn't that right? That brat." Old Howard snorted, and his beard was trembled repeatedly: "Anyway, thank you for coming, I won't say so much. You are welcome to come again when you have time. Find me."

"Take care of yourself."

Paige had already talked a lot with Howard during this period, so she didn't say much at the moment. Finally, she gave him a hug, and the three of them boarded the car surrounded by bodyguards. Watson looked at the rearview mirror. Old Howard's lonely figure stood in front of the door and gradually disappeared from sight.

"Is this your new toy?"

Michela was holding a pistol that was almost as long as an arm. The front and rear sections were not integrated. About three-fifths of the front section was basically a fixed barrel, and only the rear section had a pullable slide. The barrel is basically cylindrical. Overall, the weapon appears to be uneven in thickness from front to back, which is a bit visually uncoordinated.

Especially the barrel length even reaches 12 inches (about 305mm).

"This is a Verdi pistol. It was designed in 1973 and has been discontinued several times. I didn't expect Howard to actually have one in his collection." Watson pinched a bullet from the box and gently threw it towards his girlfriend. : "This gun is specially designed to fire high-pressure, high-power pistol ammunition. You can look at this, what is it called... Oh, .475 Wildey Magnum pistol ammunition (.475 Wildey Magnum )."

"12.1x30.4mm?"

After catching the bullet with his backhand, Michela took another bullet box and looked through it, curling his lips: "I really envy your wrist strength. You can use a powerful weapon like a toy gun... This kind of bullet is hard to buy." Are you there? And the warhead is easy to identify. Do you want to take it to the battlefield? "

"Just because it's special."

Watson shrugged: "So this gun can only be bound to the princess in military uniform."

"That's right, you don't need a gun anyway." Michela threw the gun back into her boyfriend's arms and took out a retro-style dagger to play with. Old Howard not only customized the equipment for Watson this time, but also allowed Miss Butterfly Knife to choose some weapons. The latter was naturally more interested in the sword collection.

Opening the box at his feet, Watson stuffed the Wildy pistol back into the holster of the military princess. He didn't say anything about the gun. In fact, Howard redesigned and manufactured most of the gun body, mainly widening the grip so that it could accommodate a custom 13-round double-stack magazine; the barrel also got Thickened to withstand short-term continuous shooting, the front-end integrated flash hider is also specially customized to prevent Watson's eyes from being disturbed by gun flames in night vision or thermal imaging conditions.

Of course, Watson just said he didn't like gunfire.

In addition, the original magazine release button was at the bottom of the grip. It has now been moved behind the trigger ring, like most modern pistols. It can be said that except for the same bullet, this Verdi pistol has been completely modernized.

Old Howard's service was particularly attentive.

He even agreed to Watson's outrageous idea, and the only requirement was to be friends with Tony.

Strictly speaking, even if we can't be friends, it's still good to wipe the butt of Tony Stark, a guy who is almost 30 years old and very willful. Watson suspected that this was Old Howard's real purpose, because some troubles may not be solved quickly with money and power alone, like this time when a big dog was drunk and racing. If he hadn't intervened, he didn't know how the matter would have ended.

At that time, Howard Sr. mentioned this to Watson, and he was completely in a state of explaining the aftermath. He was really worried about his son Tony. From Watson's perspective, he will naturally not refuse. After all, Iron Man's position in the Marvel Cinematic Universe is very critical.

It’s not like I haven’t read fan fiction in which the protagonist is a time traveler. I either try to teach Tony how to be a good person, or I think of ways to be Tony’s friend. It’s true that there are people who are killed directly as enemies, but what happens after this kind of killing is basically difficult for the author to continue to write well, and often the story ends with hundreds of thousands of words.

Looking back, Watson just said that he would try his best.

He is self-aware.

Maybe the old man really wants to find some help for his son, but if he doesn't know the helper thoroughly, then as long as he is not desperate, his trust will always be limited. Therefore, even though the two parties had a life-saving friendship, the reason why Howard Sr. was so sincere was naturally due to Paige.

There must be a force behind Watson. Old Howard, who traveled back to New York at light speed from Raccoon City through the portal, must have a deep understanding of it. Although he rarely takes the initiative to ask, it does not mean that he has no idea in his mind.

Watson has a hard time explaining this.

He couldn't start from World War II.

It was said that I interfered with the timeline of the American team, and was taken back by the bald female boss of Karma Taj to teach me, and was beaten every three days. Although he has regained his freedom long ago, he is often secretly watched by that smelly old woman, who strictly prohibits disclosure of Kama Taj to the outside world, and has to run back to work for her from time to time.

Even so, the bald female boss often beats people up! She also likes to spank me! How perverted!

Stinky old woman!

MD, I can only say that I wish her a long life.

...Anyway, if I live long enough, sooner or later I can beat him back.

"Are you ok?"

With thoughts running wild all the way, the motorcade quickly drove to the private airport. With the help of old Howard, the return plan went smoothly and the plane was seated early. When the flying attitude was stable, Watson looked at the silent Paige opposite, took the initiative to sit next to her and handed her a glass of warm water.

"I'm fine, Watson." The old lady smiled and touched this beautiful face, gently hugged Watson into her arms, and kissed his forehead. Unlike old Howard, even if he knew that he had many secrets, the old lady's kindness and trust in him were relatively pure, and even Michelle was taken care of.

Watson didn't say it, but he actually enjoyed the feeling of being cared for, so much so that he was reluctant to think about the possibility of the other party acting.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the suitcase.

There is that very outrageous idea hidden inside.

If Paige found out, she would probably be very angry, but no matter what, he didn't regret it.