Everyday life at Midtown High School

To Tony, it was a fun joke, maybe a harmless little prank.

After the matter was over, he was like a seven or eight-year-old child who had already enjoyed playing outside, patted the dust off his body, and went home as if nothing had happened.

Pooh jumped up angrily.

He kept grinding his teeth in his heart, thinking painfully: "Why do I have such a father who plays with his son every day? Why isn't my father Captain America?"

The gap between ideal and reality made Pooh silently shed two lines of tears in his heart.

Harry, who had been watching all this time, really nearly died of laughter.

He took Pooh's hand, suppressed a smile and comforted him: "Don't be angry, Tony really loves you."

"Shut up, don't say anything good about him." Pooh said angrily, but the next moment, he added contradictoryly: "But don't say anything bad about him either."

Harry looked helpless, thought for a while, and had no choice but to change the topic and ask, "Then what should we do now? Go back to the Avengers Building?"

"No, I don't want to see Tony's bastard face," Pooh continued angrily.

"Then..." Harry thought for a while, then suddenly leaned over and asked softly in his ear, "How about we stay in a hotel tonight?"

Pooh dodged a little timidly, and then hesitated: "Stay in a hotel?"

"Not far from here, there is a new animal-themed hotel on the next street."

Harry briefly introduced: "I think you might like it."

Pooh glanced at him quickly, hesitated: "Go out and live..."

"Hey, don't be a good boy."

Harry raised the corners of his lips and encouraged him: "Let's stay for two or three nights, it's fun, and let Tony reflect on himself by the way."

Pooh was convinced.

He raised his chin slightly, and a smile flashed in his beautiful warm brown eyes: "It's possible, but you know... I didn't bring a change of clothes today, including underwear. Or else..."

Harry grinned suddenly and laughed brightly.

He leaned over gently and whispered in Pooh's ear, "Then don't wear it."

Pooh, who intended to say "Let's go to the mall to buy some clothes first", couldn't help laughing with his head down. .

The next day, when Natasha rushed back to the Avengers Building, the sun had already set.

This time, she and Hawkeye underestimated the complexity of the task.

Moreover, the complexity does not lie in the difficulty of the opponent, but in the fact that multiple forces appear at the same time, it is difficult to coordinate, and they also talk about each other's hind legs.They all came for the smart chip, how could they be willing to return without success?Especially the group of British elite agents, always trying to get in, causing them to delay a lot of time in Macau.

During this period, Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., urged them to return to New York as soon as possible with a phone call for almost three days. It's no one's fault, the news has been blocked to a certain extent, so far, he still doesn't know what happened to the Avengers and mutants during that time?

That's why he was so eagerly looking forward to the return of these two capable generals.

Natasha made a simple report for this mission.

After that, she spent less than three seconds between the simple Aegis dormitory and the luxurious Avengers Building, and decided to return to the Avengers Building neatly.

"I can go take a hot bath first..."

But as soon as she entered the door of the building, she was dumbfounded.

There was a strange smell in the whole building.

She vigilantly followed the direction of the smell and found the kitchen. After discovering that the weird smell came from Captain America, she was relieved and couldn't help complaining: "Oh my God, Captain, what are you doing?" Do you eat it? It tastes and smells really bad."

"You're back, Natasha?!"

Steve had already noticed the footsteps behind him. At this moment, he turned his head in surprise and greeted enthusiastically: "Is everything going well?"

"Barely not bad." Natasha replied casually.

In this regard, her mouth has always been very strict, even Captain America, don't want to get any information from her easily.

However, Steve obviously just asked casually out of caring for his teammates, without any other meaning.

After asking this sentence, he turned his head again and stared intently at the big jar emitting a strange smell.

"If the person standing in the kitchen is not you, the captain."

Natasha stared at the jar with beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but say, "I must think that there is some kind of biohazard in the building... Or, this is a new way to poison Iron Man? The black paint What the hell is the lacquer liquid? I don't want to offend you, but Captain, this really stinks!"

"I think the smell is bad, but bearable."

Steve scratched his hair, and replied with a sigh: "Pooh got these from Chinatown for Tony to use. Tony has been sick recently, and injections and infusions don't work very well. So, Pooh got these... ..."

Natasha crossed her arms and looked suspiciously at the dark liquid: "Witchcraft?"

"No, it's said to be a magical Chinese herbal medicine from the East." Steve replied in imitation of Pooh's tone: "He said that these can help Tony recuperate his body."

Natasha was dubious: "It will really work?"

"I didn't believe it at first, so I asked a few doctors specifically. They said that the medicine in the East is very mysterious, and I can't explain the truth, but it can be believed that it has a history of thousands of years." Steve shrugged Shoulders replied: "I agree with Pooh, it should be given to Tony."

"You two are just trying to poison me."

A voice sounded suddenly, Tony Stark stood expressionless at the door of the kitchen like a ghost, he looked at the jar with hatred, his big brown eyes revealed a strong desire of 'I want to break it'.

"No, Tony."

Captain America held up his shield and protected the medicine jar behind his back: "You should know my character, even if you blow up one, I will buy a second one, and a third one, until you obediently take the medicine."

"Yes, yes, I take medicine!"

Tony glanced at the jar with disgust: "But I can take some normal medicine, not grass roots, tree bark, bug shells and other shit."

"That's called the cicada."

"Looks like a big bug."

"Pooh says this will make you feel better."

"He's out of his mind."

"Tony!"

"Steve!"

"Listen!" Tony said with a serious face. "Listen, Steve. That little bastard is getting revenge on me. He found these things that look like cow dung mixed with soot and yellow dog urine on purpose. , It’s useless at all, except that it will make me very painful. He is my seed, and I know him well, this is a very bad revenge!”

After saying this,

He also looked at Steve earnestly with those big caramel-colored eyes, and begged very seriously, "Don't be an accomplice, Steve, don't be!"

"But, Tony."

Steve listened to his words patiently, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and retorted very seriously: "Last night, you drank a bowl...uh, cow dung mixed with soot and some yellow dog urine. Now, your My voice has improved a lot, it’s not so hoarse, and I can still speak such a long string of words.”

Then, he bent down slightly, and slowly poured today's freshly brewed medicine into the bowl.

"Come on, Tony."

Holding the big bowl of black Chinese medicine, he said with a smile, "Don't be childish, stand still, don't run, and don't force me to pour you with a funnel. Actually, it's not that bitter and unpalatable, you just..."

"Enough! It doesn't hurt your back when you stand and talk, and it doesn't taste bad? You haven't even drunk it!"

"Tony, after you finished drinking yesterday, I kissed you."

"One sip is nothing. If you are capable, you can drink a bowl like I did last night."

"Tony, you are sick, not me!"

While Tony and Steve were arguing, Natasha had already cut the watermelon neatly with a few clicks, and placed them neatly on a white porcelain plate piece by piece.

Then, she kept holding the plate, biting the watermelon while watching the big show.

Until a voice behind him said: "They are actually quite interesting, aren't they?"

"Bruce?" Natasha turned her head naturally.

"It's me." Dr. Banner pushed his glasses, and showed a shy but friendly smile to the red-haired female agent: "I'm so glad you're back... Uh, your boyfriend didn't come back together ?"

"My boyfriend?" Natasha asked in surprise.

"Archer," Dr. Banner said tentatively.

"Oh my God, Clint isn't my boyfriend, and even if he was, he's barely an ex-boyfriend."

As if she didn't see the doctor's temptation, Natasha said casually: "I don't like that kind of guy who doesn't have the ability to take care of himself at all. God knows, how much I regret that short so-called relationship of less than two weeks... ...Don't look at that bastard who is usually glamorous, but in daily life, he is definitely the most sloppy, unkempt, and most nonsense guy I have ever seen."

"It's not that bad."

Dr. Banner was a little happy in his heart, but he couldn't express it directly. He could only hide the joy on his face by pushing the gap of his glasses: "Uh... Now that we broke up, have you... I mean , what are your requirements for choosing a spouse? What are your expectations for the person you like in the future?"

Natasha laughed.

Then, she said slowly in a sexy voice: "The expectation is probably... He is, just right, standing in front of me right now?"

Dr. Banner could hardly restrain the corners of his upturned lips.

He was a little embarrassed, but nervous enough to say something brilliant and nice to catch up with the playful flirtation of the pretty agent (if he could get it right)...

At this time, there was a loud thunder in the sky!

A man in a red cloak broke through the window with a hammer and stood right in front of Natasha.

Dr. Banner: ...

"My friends, long time no see."

Accompanied by the rumbling thunder, Saul laughed and greeted boldly: "Captain, Natasha, I'm so glad to see you. Hey, Son of Steel, why are you drinking black muddy water? My friend Banner , you look a little green today?"