I really don't care

In fact, this is not the first time Tony has seen this scene.

Maybe this statement is a bit weird, but Tony knew it was impossible to believe, so he never said it.After all, apart from a scene of this dark hole in his mind, he has no other memories about it.

He just dreamed of this scene, there is no cause and effect... So Tony has a sense of crisis, and he has been trying to improve his steel armor.

He was afraid that one day something like that would happen in a dream. At that time, if there was no one to rely on but himself, it would be impossible not to be prepared.

However, he did not expect that this matter would come so soon.

When he saw the black hole outside, the first reaction in his heart was a little bit of rejoicing-now all the Avengers in the Avengers Building are there, even Thor and his brother Loki are in the Avengers Building.

Oh, I don't know why Loki seems so disobedient and doesn't like his brother so much, but he still obediently followed him to the earth.

Judging by Loki's appearance, it doesn't seem to be his fault.

Tony is suspicious because of the places in the dream that don't quite overlap.

But at this moment, you shouldn't think so much.Tony summoned the armor, flew out of the window, and took a look at the tragedy outside——

New York, which has always been very prosperous, is now devastated.

Tony couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.The scene on the ground made him feel very uncomfortable: strange-looking aliens holding strange weapons, killing people in New York.

People are crying, New York is howling!

The splashed blood cannot be wiped off no matter how much you wipe it off, and the blood in your hands cannot be wiped off no matter how you shake it off—even if you save the people who can be seen here, how can you save those who he can't see? Woolen cloth?

There is more than one steel armor, but there is only one Iron Man. Even if all the Mark series armors that have been made come out to help, there are still people who have not been rescued.

As an ordinary person, as a superhero, he is too incompetent.

Tony's eyes flashed a trace of unwillingness, and a trace of unbearable.

He smiled slightly, opened his visor, and comforted the girl in his arms who had just been rescued but whose parents could not be rescued.

But I didn't expect the girl to speak harsh words to him, "Why can't you come earlier! Why can't you come earlier——"

It's not that she doesn't know that Iron Man has done enough.

It's not that she doesn't know Iron Man is tired.

But if she didn't find something to pin her anger on, how could she forgive her incompetence?

As Tony Stark's visor lifted, her vicious words were choked up.Yeah, he's a superhero, but he doesn't have to save everyone, he's under no obligation, and he shouldn't be condemned for his good deeds!

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes, and she raised her hand to hold Iron Man's hand armor stained with someone's blood, her eyes sparkled with starlight, "Please—please help more people Go ahead! Please save others from my pain! Thank you!"

Her crying voice touched Tony.

Tony lowered his head slightly to meet her eyes, and solemnly promised, "I will."

It was hard for the young girl to describe what kind of eyes it was, it contained too many emotions, and she knew that maybe when she got old, she might still not understand it.

That look was engraved in the girl's memory, and it often appeared when she dreamed back at midnight later.

*

Steve used to be the hope of the United States and the spiritual pillar, but he was just an ordinary person with four times the physical strength of others.

He's a super soldier, but so what?

He will also be like an ordinary person, with happiness, sadness, and... nostalgia for his best friend.

He will also get hurt.

He has an indomitable momentum, he has a passion that can melt the iceberg in others' hearts, and he has a firmness that others cannot shake.

But he is still an ordinary person.

His physical strength has an upper limit.

Steve flung the shield out again, with good force to let it hit the enemy before returning to his hand.

He rushed over and tried his best to make the shield in his hand be smashed by the alien. After several attacks in a row, the alien fell down unsteadily.

He fished out the reason why he threw the shield just now - there was a child sitting on the ground.

The child fell down and sat down, and is still crying.

The moment of life and death was too much for him to bear, but watching Captain America hug him in his generous arms, the child couldn't cry for a while.

What a gentle person this is.

The child looked at the face of Captain America, who was quite close to him, with admiration in his eyes.The smell at the tip of the nose is not pleasant, it is the smell of gunpowder smoke, mixed with blood and war.

But at this moment he smelled it and felt extremely at ease.

After he was put down, he threw himself into the arms of his mother who was waiting behind him.After being hugged by his mother, his innocent voice made Steve feel a little more relaxed in this battlefield: "When I grow up, I want to be like Captain America!"

The mother was not perfunctory like most people or did not want her son to take risks, she nodded to Steve, turned around and ran away with the child in her arms, "Okay, then you have to target him and exercise well, book Also read it carefully..."

"The feeling of wanting to help others... is definitely not something to be ashamed of..."

"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"nothing……"

"I'm just, proud of you."

*

Natasha, code-named 'Black Widow', is a spider that will eat her husband and is highly poisonous.

But she was lonely.She walked soberly in the long river of history for so long, unable to have children, and all relatives and friends could not be kept because of time.

She didn't even think about it.

She lived through those days, and sometimes she even envied Steve a little bit.I envy the other party for going through this period of time in a state of deep sleep.

She doesn't like those men who just look at her face and start to show courteousness. It's very greasy and unpleasant.

But sometimes she still changes her mind about them.

Just like the man she just saved.

"I'm sorry I scolded you before! But now I really appreciate you! Thank you for saving me and my wife!" The man looked about [-] years old, and his physique was in good shape. He must have worked hard to keep fit. He hits the alien a few times on his own before Natasha arrives.

But it's only natural to fight.

Until Natasha, who really rushed over like a black widow, cut the alien to the ground with scissor legs, and then twisted the alien's neck.

Natasha has long been used to being infamous - she has done a lot of wrong things.

Even if she becomes a superhero, some people will call her 'superhero'.She felt that she had no strange conscience, she just reached out and rescued them.

It's the job of S.H.I.E.L.D., it's the responsibility of the Avengers, it's the duty of superheroes.

But she, who was going to leave directly, actually heard the words of sincerely thanking her.Although there is no time to waste now, Natasha has to admit that this is why she is still a superhero.

It is not for saving more people, nor for the double salary of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers, but for the sincere gratitude that is enough to support her to move forward, enough to make her forget the darkness in ordinary days.

Natasha's dazzling red hair curved beautifully in the air, and her face became more and more hazy in the flying hair, "I accept your apology, you're welcome."

It is because of these lovely people...

*

Clinton Barton works for S.H.I.E.L.D., and his authority is not low, and he can be recognized by most S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and called "Agent Button".

He has a wife, a son, and a daughter, and he lacks everything.

The original intention of being an agent because of money in the early years seems to have disappeared, after all, he has money now-Tony Stark is of course very generous.

But the time he spends with his wife and children is decreasing. With more money, there is less company. He hides it very well, and those companions don't even know that he has a wife and children.

He could have retired, he could have had a quiet life, but he's still in the Avengers, still a secret agent and a superhero.

He sometimes can't tell why, but whenever he sees the lovely companions in the Avengers, he always feels that it is really great to work with them.

And his wife always understands and speaks lovely words gently, letting him do what he wants, even though there are worries hidden in her eyes.

How understanding his wife is.

'Hawkeye' was his code name, and he was Clinton Francis Barton, an Avenger.

He is an underappreciated, constantly changing agent.

He only stayed in S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers by virtue of his superb archery ability and intelligence search ability.

He couldn't imagine how sad his wife would be if one day he died in battle.

But for him, dying on the battlefield is a very honorable thing, even though he doesn't really want to die here.

He squatted quietly on a high place, using self-made explosive or electric shock arrows, shooting arrows with his hands, and his superb archery skills made him not have a single arrow that was superfluous or gray-haired.

It's nothing more than a hundred hits and a hundred steps to penetrate Yang.

But archers are different. They have a fatal weakness - it's not that ordinary people think that they don't have close combat ability, but that when the arrow is gone, it is really fatal.

After Clinton didn't have a bow and arrow, he could only attack at close range.

There was a slight gash in his arm, and it was bleeding, but Clinton continued to fight indifferently.

Archers have not only arrows, but also bows.

Suddenly a surge of pride arose in his heart, and he laughed loudly, "Come on!" At once, he attracted many aliens who originally wanted to attack ordinary people.

The author has something to say:

Moore: Come on!

be biu into a sieve

End of full text (bushi)

More: I did not appear as the protagonist!

Me: I can't write any more.

Moore: ...[New York swearing*5]

Me: Be careful, you will never be able to appear on the stage.

Moore: Ugh!

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