I really don't care

Moore supported the mutant child's shoulders to stabilize his body, "Ah, it's okay, there's no big problem."

The mutant child pulled out his palm, looked at his hand suspiciously, and suddenly understood what was in his palm, and he yelled: "Sir?!"

As soon as he took out his hand, Natasha saw it clearly.

And Steve, whose senses are four times that of ordinary people, naturally would not miss Moore's uncomfortable eyes.

Natasha beckoned him to sit down, "Let me help you treat the wound."

Moore wasn't used to it, his eyes looked to the side, "No way."

Natasha, who was quite understanding, could tell from the amount of blood in the child's hand that the wound had been there for some time. At this time, she was no longer in the mood to tease Moore, and gave up the seat to Steve, "You come here Bar."

So Steve took the medicine box, "Moore, here to deal with the wound, be obedient."

"Wound? What kind of wound?"

Moore's spine stiffened.

He became more obedient as far as the naked eye could see, turned around and greeted Tony who came out of the armor with a smile, "Well, it's nothing, it's just scratched."

Tony asked suspiciously: "Really?" He glanced at Moore, who had a natural face, and then looked at Natasha, who raised her eyebrows.Tony went to see Steve again, and Steve spread his hands helplessly, raising the medicine box a bit.

In fact, it was precisely because of this turn that Natasha and Steve could clearly see the blood-soaked windbreaker behind Moore.

So Tony, who knew his teammates well, immediately laughed as usual, "Well, then I'll give you medicine."

Moore felt that he was extremely guilty, but he was still a little excited in his heart, probably because of his strange feelings for Tony.

He stretched out his hand and waved it, with a nonchalant smile on his face, "It's okay, it's not a big wound, I'll just go back and deal with it myself."

Moore covered it up in every possible way but made Tony even more suspicious, so Tony smiled more kindly, "Well, even if the wound is not big, you have to deal with it, kid, do you have any opinion on me—Iron Man treating your wound personally?"

Moore closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his aura was completely different. He was already a little taller than Tony, but he took a step forward. After getting closer, because of his height advantage, he gave people a very strong feeling. oppression.

This made Tony, who was uncomfortable, want to take a step back, but wouldn't this be too weak for him?

So the naive Tony insisted on standing still in spite of this effort.

He looked at Moore's face very close to him, then lowered his head slightly, "Tony..."

Tony's eyes drooped subconsciously, and he could only see Moore's tall nose bridge and faintly visible red lips.

Tony swallowed, "Hmm..." He regained his composure, feeling ashamed, stretched out his hand to cover Moore's face and pushed Moore back, "You're too close, There's no need to talk to me so close."

His face was stained with two thin patches of red.

His ears were also a little red.

But Tony still stabilized his image, he crossed his arms, "Don't change the subject for me, what about the wound? I'll give you medicine."

Moore smiled helplessly, "I've been discovered..."

Moore seemed very happy, with a gentle smile on his face, and even looked a little frivolous at a glance, "Don't you like this?"

Tony pointed at a stone that Natasha had padded with cloth, "Go! Show me the wound!"

It was an obvious trick to change the subject, but Moore knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he shrugged and glanced at Natasha and Steve who were watching from behind.

Forget about Natasha, I didn't expect Steve to be like this Steve!

Moore's eyes were full of accusations, but Steve still didn't look this way, he looked at the sky and the earth but didn't look at Moore.

Moore who is sitting facing the mutants with his back to the superheroes: ok :)

He sighed, and obediently took off his windbreaker jacket, but because the contents inside made Moore feel safe, he nestled them into his arms and lifted up his shirt.

Tony: "!!!"

Natasha and Steve couldn't help being stunned.

Gritting his teeth, Tony was the first to speak uncontrollably: "You boy!"

Moore turned his head in doubt, "Huh?"

Seeing his 'what's the matter' look is the most infuriating!Tony tightened the sterilized object in his hand, "What else did you say?!"

Moore still didn't respond.

Tony raised his voice, as if someone had stepped on his tail, and his fur was blown up, "Such a big and deep wound! You actually went after the person in charge of the base?!"

Moore didn't understand why: "Yeah."

Tony took a deep breath, afraid that he would be thrown on his back by this brat, "Mole!"

Moore reached out a hand to stroke Tony's hair, "Well, don't be angry."

The desire to survive is very strong.Natasha nodded.

Steve's worried eyes were now filled with a suppressed smile.

Tony knocked off Moore's hand, "Then just now, when you finally wanted to heal, you actually - directly lifted the clothes!"

Moore: "Otherwise? Didn't you let me show it to you?"

Tony gritted his teeth and made a teeth-stinging voice, "You can take it easy and slowly let me soak the shirt with a soft cloth and lift it up, so that the wound won't be torn again!"

Moore picked up a dose of tetanus and gave himself a shot when Tony didn't react to stop him.After the beating, he met Tony's eyes and tilted his head, "It's too slow, didn't you say you were going to deal with the wound?"

Moore: "You don't know how to deal with it, do you?"

Not to mention, Moore is really right, Tony is really not very good at this, and Moore's wound looks like the kind that needs stitches.

Moore found out the needle and thread, and fumbled back without changing his color after the disinfection. Pricked his waist, I will do it myself. "

Tony has never dealt with such a large wound, and he really doesn't know how to stitch.

Neither do Natasha and Steve.

So the three adults and a group of children could only watch as Moore sewed his body with needles, but there was no sign of pain on his face.

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Regarding this, other people can't help, all of them basically have the look of 'ah, how can you be so cruel to yourself' and 'why are you so skilled' on their faces.

You have to go through so much before you can be cruel to yourself, get used to your own wounds, and be able to deal with them skillfully.

Moore's behavior undoubtedly made them feel even more uncomfortable invisibly.

Natasha looked around and knew that she was usually the one to mediate or enliven the atmosphere in such matters, so after Moore treated the wound, she shrugged, "Okay boys, we have to go back."

So Steve turned his head and walked back when he heard the words—they came here by helicopter, so this side should not belong to them, but these mutants should not belong to any city, they are just mutants.So Steve also contacted the mutant leader.

Just let Tony wait here.Medicine kits are left here to treat wounds on the children.

Natasha always had a good relationship with the captain. She looked at the captain and immediately understood what the captain meant, so she explained to Tony, shrugged and went back under Tony's impatient eyes.

Moore treated the wound and gave Tony the hard drive. He wanted to leave, and Tony seemed to have no reason to stop him.But Tony has reason to believe that Moore must want to stay, and it is because these mutants are too clingy that Moore has to go!

Maybe he's right.In fact, Moore really wanted to stay here with Tony, but after thinking about it for a while, it was the mutant leader he had never seen before——

Moore was a little flustered, he calmed down his emotions, cleared his somewhat confused mind, and then took a deep breath, "Sorry, I still... go back first."

Tony knew that Moore had made up his mind to go, so he didn't say anything, and when Moore turned to leave, he suddenly said, as if he remembered something, "Dr. Spencer Read from the FBI is waiting for you over there."

Thinking of Rhett, Moore twitched the corner of his mouth, "He's not injured, he's fine."

Tony's expression seemed dissatisfied, but in the end he said, "I won't say goodbye."

So Moore also nodded, "Then I won't say anything."

Tony: "..."

Tony, Tony still had the same attitude when he saw Moore, he finally softened, and said awkwardly, "Gotham is very dangerous, have you ever thought about going back to New York for a while?"

He was so close to saying he could live in his mansion back in New York.

But that is to say, if everything in the world can be done as you wish, there probably won't be so many infatuated people and not so many people wanting to buy regret medicine.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world.

Moore did not agree of course, but what he said was indeed reasonable. He seemed to have not seen Aunt May for a while, and it was time to go back and have a look and let her know that he could live a good life in Gotham.

Moore said goodbye to these children, teenagers and even youths, and then returned the same way, and Rhett was waiting on his way back.

Rhett was very worried. When he saw Moore hugging his clothes, he knew that he must be injured, but seeing Moore's relaxed appearance now, he knew that Moore had treated the wound well. Finally, after Rhett finished observing, he unexpectedly There are no questions to ask.

He took out Moore's cell phone from his pocket, "Give it back to you."

He is still wearing the FBI body armor, it seems that he has joined his partner, which is good.

Moore nodded, took his mobile phone and was about to leave, "This time, please check the whereabouts of Hydra, but because the S.H.I.E.L.D. has been tracking it for many years, I can't give you the information, sorry."

Rhett sighed, he originally wanted to stay with Mordo for a while, but he heard the voice from his colleague's earphone, so he had to let Mordo leave.

But unexpectedly, Moore, who was supposed to leave, suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand and pulled out the pistol from Reid, who hadn't reacted, and pointed it at the grass.

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Hmm... After thinking about it, let's add more...

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