I haven't been a big brother for many years

In the hand, you can cut off everything in the world. "

Ryan took the narrow knife, a little surprised by Eric's words, but did not ask any questions.

Eric continued: "After leaving, you must remember to eat three meals on time, and don't eat stimulating things, your stomach can't stand it. Remember to drink the milk that Rhodes gave you every day..."

He babbled on and on, and Lane, knife in hand, didn't interrupt him.

"I'll come to you from time to time," Eric promised, ruffling his hair.

"Yeah." There was a little smile in Ryan's eyes, and he nodded.

"My biggest regret is that I didn't see you smile, Jordan." Eric was very dissatisfied with his deadpan, but laughed anyway: "See you on your birthday."

"Goodbye."

Ryan stood beside Rhodes, watching the boastful businessman in front of him talk about how powerful his weapons were, and in his heart he scoffed at these businessmen who made war money, even though the person in front of him should be his legal cousin—Tony Stark.But he still holds the gun expressionlessly and pretends he doesn't exist.He had never met this cousin, and he took it for granted that this cousin would not recognize him either.Maybe in the eyes of this cousin, he is already dead.

He pretended to be a transparent person like this, and stayed with Colonel Rhodes until the Stark was about to leave.

In order to avoid him, Ryan deliberately did not take the same car as the colonel, but got trapped in other comrades' cars under the pretext of being trapped.

But before he could sit still, the door next to him was slammed open, and Tony Stark sat up.

Ryan subconsciously lowered the brim of his hat and turned his head. It was too early for him to relax.

Colonel Rhodes stood outside the car, obviously very helpless at this waywardness.But he didn't say anything, just asked the soldier in the driver's seat to take Stark to a safe place.

He winked at Ryan and told him to take this hard trip: "Jordan, come back as soon as possible, I have something to tell you." He obviously felt that Jordan would be happy to take a photo with the world's richest man, to communicate or something .

Wait, I don't want to go with him!

Before Ryan could make a sound, the car drove out.

Stark on the side looked suspiciously at the boy beside him: "Jordan? You are not yet an adult, are you?" He could tell at a glance that the boy beside him was not very old.

Ryan silently lowered the brim of his hat and leaned against the car door without making a sound.