[Comprehensive] I am broadcasting live in poisonous

The top floor of the Stank Building has always been the site of Mr. Tony alone.

Of course, this place has naturally hosted many guests, but according to Jarvis's statistics, 90.00% of them are women.

One hundred percent of the overnight guests are women.

However, this time, his database obviously needed to be updated, because a handsome Chinese male stayed in his master's top floor and lay on the big bed exclusively for his husband.

And his master struggled for most of the night, and finally, under the idea of ​​being sleepy and unwilling to bend down on the sofa, he changed into pajamas and lay down on the other side of the big bed.

Jarvis searched the Internet for a long time before he came up with the services that a qualified housekeeper should provide under such circumstances.

He ordered the intelligent robot to put a tube of lubricant on the head of the bed in the direction of Tony, hoping that his husband would understand and take the initiative to occupy a special position.

This is a struggle for a man's dignity.

It's a pity that Jarvis was worried in the middle of the night, and he didn't see his sleepy master wake up. He stared at Tony's terrible sleeping appearance, and watched his husband roll around in horror, and let go of his pajamas Most of it was opened, revealing a round buttocks.

No wonder, the flamboyant Iron Man always chooses to sleep naked.

However, when Jian Yue opened his eyes again and felt a piece of soft and smooth touch at his hand, he almost habitually wronged the other personality, until he remembered the cause and effect, opened his eyes and confirmed the situation, and then remained calm. Take back your hand.

On the opposite side, Tony's sleeping face is close at hand. The sleeping man is like a defenseless baby, and the eyelashes that can make a woman feel ashamed are covered with a sweet mist all night.

Jian Yue got out of bed quietly, not forgetting to bring the captain who was abducted from another timeline with him.

At this time, the captain's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Tony angrily, then grabbed Jian Yue angrily, and bit his hand.

Well, on Jian Yue's left hand is Jack the size of a rag doll.

Because of Angelika's curse, the hapless captain himself turned into a doll. He will not be able to return to his human body until he understands the content of the woman's curse.

Of course, the soft teeth will not make Jian Yue feel pain. He raised his thumb and patted Jack's head comfortingly, until the captain was dizzy, and then strode out of the bedroom.

"simple!"

As soon as he walked out, Jack couldn't wait to make a sound. He didn't make a sound before because he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person. Of course, the captain knew that he couldn't see people in his appearance.

So, when he thought it was safe, he had no scruples and asked, "What is this place?"

Jian Yue: "..."

But is the Tank Tower safe?

The core of the Jarvis system monitoring the entire building trembled. After confirming that the object he scanned was indeed a rag doll, he struggled to make the artificial intelligence setting, and politely greeted every guest. The response that should be done.

"This is Manhattan, USA, and you are on the top floor of the Stank Building, sir."

Jack: "..."

Something is talking.

It would be a big project to introduce modern society to Jack. Jian Yue, who realized this, touched his head with a headache, and then had a flash of inspiration, and said, "Jarvis?"

"Yes, sir."

"Can I ask you a favor?" Jian Yue asked politely: "Can you broadcast the historical knowledge from the 17th century to the present for me? Mainly from British history."

"Sir." Jarvis paused slightly, "The amount of data is huge, are you sure you want to listen?"

"Yes."

In the building, artificial intelligence obediently acts as a portable radio, which can also be called a portable classroom.Of course knowing the target audience of this lecture, Jack held Jian Yue's palm and silently pricked up his ears to discern the current situation.

Although Captain Sparrow has always been big-hearted, he is also wary of unfamiliar environments.

Seeing Jack's focus on history, Jian Yue felt relieved, and turned to look at the building. Seeing that Jarvis didn't wake up Iron Man, he knew that Iron Man didn't set any high-level restrictions on him.

If that's the case, it shouldn't hurt to wander around.

Thinking in this way, Jian Yue's target locked on a direction, which was the place that forced his subconscious to vibrate before, and Jian Yue Hei was in a coma.

The living room was in darkness, but before the guests arrived, the lights were automatically and intelligently turned on.

The room was brightly lit.

The person who opened the door and came in was extremely disturbed. He looked at an oil painting on the exhibition stand and couldn't recover for a long time. When he realized it, he immediately looked at the signature below.

Immediately, Jian Yue asked aloud, "Where's your compass, Jack?"

Pulling his thoughts away from the trend of history, the ragdoll Jack touched his nose and said hesitantly: "It seems that when Barbossa pushed me, it fell out of my hand, and then I didn't know."

"It seems that you have been recognized as dead by the compass." Jian Yue said, slowly raising the corners of his lips, eyebrows and eyes also curled up, "It's really lucky, what should I do when I was still having a headache, now, fate It has already told me the answer. Sure enough, where there is a beginning, there will be a result, and the timeline... is always the most wonderful law."

With a dazed look on his face, Jack tried his best to climb up from Jian Yue's palm until he reached the height of his shoulders before looking forward.

The oil painting is about half a meter long, with bright colors and a large number of lines to outline an art gallery. Wandering artists sit around and draw pictures relaxedly and happily. A fat lady covers her mouth and laughs among them.

And on a separate step.

But there was a different painter with blond hair and blue eyes, and a youthful look on his face. He was smiling and playing and handing the paintbrush in his hand to the person opposite him.

Who is it?

Below the steps, facing the spectators sideways, one can only see a tall and straight figure, a slender right hand, and half a face.

Jack turned his head suddenly, and by coincidence, he saw that profile face, which was exactly the same as the one in the painting.

The person with this face is squinting, and smiled softly, "This person, where is he?"

Jarvis replied: "Mr. Dawson was originally going to come by boat last night, but it was delayed due to the weather. However, he should be here soon."

"Tell me about his basic information."

"Jack Dawson is known as one of the most talented painters in the 21st century. His works are mostly based on romantic fantasy. He has become famous since he held the 'Ocean' series of paintings three years ago..."

"Then, how did Mr. Stank know him?"

"They're online because of the picture, sir. Mr. Dawson is a teenage internet addict, and my master loves some of the same e-sports games."

It's still... a childish hobby.

Port of Manhattan.

A ship that has traveled through time is slowly arriving at the port.

(The following are sub-endings, the plot line remains the same, the Avengers Alliance is established, and Thor solves his family's bear children, but the CP ending is from Jack Dawson's version, Jack Sparrow, Sherlock, Tony, Leon, etc.)

Jack Dawson doesn't remember much about the things before he was 20 years old, but anyway, those memories shouldn't be too important to him, because in a dim way, he knows that those days before were full of hunger and wandering, as if the modern version Orphan in the Fog is as unhappy as it is.

Therefore, he didn't want to remember those things very much.

An open-minded wanderer, in fact, doesn't really like the so-called free wandering days. If he wants to talk about those vague memories, he always worries about them.

It's just a boat, a piece of sea, and a person.

Although it is very vague, Jack, who is good at painting, can always connect those fragmentary pictures and paint them into outstanding works, which are admired and admired by celebrities who like this kind of paintings.

The open 21st century will not reject the obsessive colors in paintings because of such taboo emotions.

Many people are more fascinated by the topic because of the amazing and mysterious love colors contained in them, and the owner of these paintings is also affectionately known as the "Victorian Eros".

In the minds of those who are not familiar with Jack, the painter who can draw such paintings must be obsessed with the Victorian period, wearing a tuxedo all day long and wandering in the ancient and prosperous atmosphere of the times.

But the real Jack is an absolute modern Internet addict. After becoming famous, he has money. His life is traveling, painting and playing games. Because of the games, he also met the famous American arms dealer Tony Stanker.

The romantic freedom in Jack's bones hits it off with the bold and reckless Tony. The two often have dark conversations and chat.Before they knew it, they became a pair of good friends.

Jack also gave him a lot of his own paintings.

One day, Tony called suddenly, saying that he seemed to have seen the person in his painting, and sent him a video. The content of the video was a terrorist attack, which made Jack think that the other party was joking.

Until he saw the eye-catching figure in the chaotic picture.

Jack's heart beat uncontrollably at once, and he ran to the port immediately, bought the earliest ticket, and rushed to the United States to meet that person.

Just glanced at it.

During the whole voyage, Jack's brain seemed to be disrupted and reorganized. Even if he didn't really see it, he remembered everything, from England, to the Titanic, to the shipwreck.

It's like a myth!

The name has jumped to the heart and rushed out of the throat!

Jack is holding his drawing board, barefoot, blond hair fluttering in the air, laughing excitedly, frantically on the deck, facing the sea breeze, like a boy many years ago, with his arms at the highest point, facing the sun .

Shouting that person's name.

Jian Yue?

Jian Yue!

The American port, Jian Yue, who had been waiting here for a long time, felt as if he heard those shouts, he smiled dotingly, and decided to see the blond boy again, and he must try to protect him in the future.

However, apart from the boat that was approaching gradually, a boat in the inner sea was suddenly split in two in front of everyone's sight, and the hull trembled and fell to both sides.

A red figure flew out, using a huge spider web, exhausting all his strength, trying to pull the two halves of the hull together.

Just across from the ship facing crisis, Jack stood on the deck, staring at this miraculous scene. He jumped onto the railing, nearly fell out of most of his body, and was still pointing at Spider-Man excitedly.

"Wow, you can see Spider-Man just now!"

Then, a group of troublemakers show up and target Spider-Man, causing the immature hero-next-door to nearly fall overboard.

At this time, Iron Man also appeared on the stage, and Jack couldn't close his mouth even more. People who liked him basically forgot about it, and stared excitedly at the magical scene in front of them, excitedly wanting to add it to their creation.

Because he had seen this scene and was worried that Jack would fall, Jian Yue had already used his own strength to come to this ship, stood behind the blond boy, looked at him blushing speechlessly, and only wanted to go up to Iron Man. Help beat up those men in black.

No matter how bizarre the world is.

Jack is still the cutie he was back then, a thorough follower of light, he is still so clear and handsome.