I won again lying down today [Zhongyingmei]

The gentleman in the corner sat with his legs bent, and clasped his hands beside him, looking very unsteady.

His face was hidden in the cascading shadows, as if it had merged with the darkness, making it difficult for people to see him clearly even if they poked their heads.

Only through the thin light, one can see a little bit of his beautifully lined chin, or half of his face, only half of which is worn away, and the golden visor has faded slightly.

On the surface, this should be a embarrassed, frustrated, and not in a good situation, but also a very strange gentleman.

But due to his wear and tear, he can no longer see his original appearance, only a little bit of golden-red armor, and that beautiful, fluffy brown-black curly hair.

And people couldn't help but quietly arrange another identity for him in their hearts.

——The golden-red steel armor, even though it has been worn out to the point where it can no longer look its original beauty, the lines are still smooth and sharp.

This is not something everyone can do.

At least in Ah Yan's world, only the gentleman who can only be seen on TV or on the Internet and always shoulders the important task of protecting the earth with his companions can do it.

That was also a very remarkable, very respectable gentleman.

Ah Yan stood a few steps away from the man, his little boots touched the ground, and moved out of the street bit by bit.

There was a very tangled emotion on her face, she had already walked out, but when she thought of this possibility, she retreated a little hesitantly.

The little girl was not very nosy at first.

After all, in the game world, everything around you may not be very safe.

Those laws, morals, rules or agreements that you are familiar with can be ignored in many cases.

After all, when you are so powerful that the whole world bows to you, the rules seem to be less important, but here, there are still many such powerful people.

Just like that New York tyrant, during his reign, he stirred up wind and rain and made New York's people miserable. But before he overturned, Ah Yan never heard anyone scold him, not even a word .

Because I dare not.

He is so powerful that no one can do anything to him. In the face of such absolute strength, ordinary people often can't even think of resisting.

The purpose of introducing so many is that if you are a salted fish player, it is best not to provoke such a person.

Just like the gentleman in front of me.

Complementing his worn and almost unrecognizable appearance are the scars on his body, some serious ones, even now dripping blood.

At first glance, he was a very dangerous Yazi who had experienced a fierce battle.

So even though he was very similar to the figure in his heart, Ah Yan didn't dare to approach him hastily.

Just based on his damaged armor that can't be seen from the original appearance, and his hair color, which is not rare, the little girl can't be sure of his identity. After all, there are many similar people in this world.

Ah Yan stood where he was, his footsteps raised and stopped, showing a hesitant look.

She thought about it for a few minutes, walked to the entrance of the street and then backed away. The evening sun dipped into the clouds, and she finally made up her mind, and dawdled to the feet of the Tin Woodman.

For the little girl who chose to live without hesitation and added all attribute points to luck, this is the furthest distance she can be brave.

——About half a meter away from the Tin Woodman, she stretched out her feet and lightly kicked the man's calf.

Semi-conscious and extremely weak, the Tin Woodman, who reacted only with his remaining consciousness, seemed to be offended, and suddenly tilted his head.

The visor on his face was lightly covered, and it was already not stable enough. When it was vibrated, it fell off with a "Kang Dang--" with a crisp sound.

Ah Yan clearly saw his appearance in the twilight under the interweaving of light and shadow.

——It was an extremely handsome face, with thin lips, a high nose bridge, sharp brows, and long eyelashes.

His eyes should be beautiful amber. When he smiles, he is sweet and warm, like a lake wrinkled by the spring breeze. When he is not smiling, he will make people feel extremely reliable and secure.

He's Tony Stark.

A man of steel, a warm heart, a superhero with integrity and kindness.

It was the one Ah Yan knew and was very familiar with.

The little girl bent down slowly, squatted halfway beside him, looked at him, and felt much calmer.

This game can always pull people in through various inexplicable means, and then force you to work for it, make money for it, and shine for it.

But it can always pinpoint your fate.

This is also the reason why Ah Yan hesitated before, and he was too late to confirm Tony's identity.

People like mrstark seem to have no place to be arranged and threatened by this dog game.

But thinking about it now, he was so badly injured and lost consciousness again, maybe he was taken advantage of by the dog game without knowing it.

Ah Yan couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

She leaned over and lightly removed some of the damaged iron skins on Tony's body that had exposed sharp edges.

Then she lowered her head, hugged his neck with one hand, and carefully passed the bend of his leg with the other hand.

Although Ah Yan doesn't have very lofty ambitions, he usually just hangs around in the npc and lives inconspicuously.

But I also know that people are alive, and if they want to be prepared for a rainy day, it is impossible to have no self-protection ability.

Therefore, after the points were all added to luck, for a while, Ah Yan also completed some additional tasks related to physical strength.

It's not against the sky, but it's no problem to easily carry the tin can in your arms and take it home.

Just when she was about to walk out of the street and step into the evening sun, the little girl stopped with a little guilt and couldn't help but look around.

— although no one here may know them.

——But I’m still a little embarrassed, Yazi, the non-chieftain sisters in the world next door, I’ll take my husband away first (w`)

……

Ah Yan ran home, a little anxious, and knocked his head on the door.

The house is small, with a living room, a bedroom, and a kitchen with a bathroom attached.

The little girl entered the door and headed straight for the sofa, but the sofa was narrow, and the width that was originally suitable was not enough. Ah Yan kicked it, turned around and rushed into the bedroom.

She carefully put the big baby in her arms into the big soft quilt, turned her head and ran out to get towels and a medicine box.

The towel was new, clean and soft, and when it was placed on the man's distressed face, it could wipe out a streak of ashes.

Ah Yan didn't dislike him, but he encountered difficulties in bandaging.

In the past, she often liked to mix in the lively crowd and live like an ordinary npc. Even if there were occasional conflicts on the street, she could still sneak away very fast.

Such days are dull, but safe.

But this also led to the fact that Ah Yan's house had no other medicines except the Band-Aids and Radix Banlangen that he bought casually on the roadside.

The most troublesome thing is that although this is New York, the New York in the game is more like a closed old castle with very distinct levels inside.

——Noble rulers have everything, while ordinary civilians may spend their entire lives doing nothing.

In contrast, junior doctors who treat ordinary people can only treat some common diseases, and only senior doctors who serve those in power have superb medical skills.

Unfortunately, Ah Yan happens to be an idle, ordinary player, whose social status is about equal to that of a commoner.

She didn't have the ability to take Tony to see the doctor.

The face and palms of the gentleman on the bed have been wiped clean, revealing a handsome and profound face and slender and beautiful fingers.

This also makes the wound on it look particularly hideous.

Ah Yan knocked his head regretfully, sat on the edge of the bed thinking for a while, suddenly remembered something, got up to pick up all his belongings, almost wanted to stick a toothpick in his mouth for a moment of vicissitudes.

She closed her eyes and opened a game store that only opens once in a world, but it is also a game store that makes people dare not touch it easily.

The structure inside is very simple, there are only three things in total.

[Trauma medicine, internal medicine, others. 】

[The selling prices are fifty thousand, fifty thousand, five thousand. 】

US dollars.

Because the dog game said, in New York, we must respect the local customs.

With tears in his eyes, Ah Yan ordered the trauma medicine.

[System Mall: To serve you, is player Yanmiao sure to buy medicine (trauma) x1]

[1: Yes]

[2: No]

【Drug price: 50000】

【Player balance: 113566】

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ah Yan turned his head to look at the extremely weak and handsome gentleman on the bed, thought for a while, and ordered the medicine for internal injuries and others.

Although the things in the mall are expensive, the effect is very good. Ah Yan was not sure if Tony was injured elsewhere, so he bought more and made some preparations.

As for ordering other options, it is entirely because this option is random enough, and what is opened may be a peerless treasure or a peerless spicy chicken.

However, since each world mall is only open once, most players will still choose to buy one as an easter egg.

After working hard for many years, once he returned to before liberation, out of sight and out of mind, Ah Yan looked at the soaring red balance in the mall, and raised his hand to fork it.

I just saw its dialog box shaking for a while, looking very angry.

[System mall: Since the initial currency of the player is RMB, and the currency required by the current market is US dollars, the system will automatically deduct a handling fee of [-] US dollars, and the player currently owes:]

[To build a harmonious mall, start with small things, start with you and me, start with everyone, please poorer players recognize themselves, consume moderately, consume rationally, consume rationally, and don't owe money! 】

Ah Yan:? ? ? ? ?

Damn it, the mall is a dog? ! !

Qiongbi cried angrily on the spot.

After being chased by the dog game again and owed a big debt, Ah Yan was languid, until he bandaged Tony's wound, he was a little unmotivated.

Fortunately, there are a few golden-quality [brain-damaged bandages] in other gift bags. Although I don't know what it does and the name is not very nice, the general quality is very good.

Ah Yan's mood calmed down a bit.

This made her couldn't help humming a light tune when she was bandaging Tony's wound.

The man had just gained a little bit of consciousness, and with the golden sun shining into his eyes, this was such a scene.

The little girl like a lark, lying on the human chest, chirping and singing, looked very happy.

He raised his arm, and the wound left by the fierce battle no longer existed, replaced by a beautiful bandage and a slightly fragrant potion.

This didn't stop the man from moving.

He moved his fingers, and his nimble fingertips were quickly covered with a layer of cold armor. He casually lowered his eyes, and his clear amber eyes were filled with indifference.

The little lark lay on his chest unconsciously, revealing its beautiful and fragile neck.

A man only needs to stretch out two fingers, and he can easily break it without any effort.

Kindness and goodness did not stop him.

Until the lark seemed to be aware of it, it suddenly raised its head, its eyes were brightly hung with stars, and it called him, "Mr. Stark, are you awake?"

Mr Stark?

Hearing this address, the man's heart suddenly beat violently.

He paused when he was protruding, and then slowly turned in a different direction.

For the sudden throbbing and familiarity in this long and blank life.

He looked down at Xiao Bailing who was still tweeting non-stop in front of him, and looked at the innocent look of "I just know you, come ask me a question" shining in her eyes.

After thinking about it, he slowly put down his hand.