[Comprehensive British and American] Deep love and one net

Peter's gaze returned from Rumlow's face to Angus's. As expected, he became angry. The surprise and surprise just now were not worth the displeasure after he was fully awake. His eyes were full of complaints. .

"Senior, you are really too much! Well, I admit, your super power is very cool, and it can save people. It is much better than my lethal super power! But, your hate is also Superhero level! Don't tell me, the whole world knows you are Lan Yan, but I don't know!"

"Hey, watch your tone, boy!" Rumlow yelled angrily, "You're alive and kicking now, and I can put you back down!"

"Brock!" Angus exhaled. He wanted to slow down before arguing with these two childish ghosts. He patted Peter's bare skin with his hand. It had recovered as before, without a single scar. .

"Don't forget, Peter just wanted to save you."

Rumlow: "He's for you!" / Peter: "I'm for you!"

Angus couldn't laugh or cry, "Brock, don't make trouble!"

Rumlow bent down and reached out to Peter, "Thank you, Spider-Man."

Peter quickly grabbed his hand. He originally thought that Rumlow was shaking hands to express his gratitude, but who knew that this man suddenly pulled him up with force.

From Angus' arms.

"Brock, tell me first, who is it?" Angus asked.

Peter also wondered who the people who attacked today came from, "Is it because of your identity that you chased them here?"

Rumlow coughed dryly, "You're right, but it's not about Lan Yan."

Angus took a deep breath, he looked at Rumlow, and struggled to squeeze out the words he had kept silent, "It's Hydra."

"Hydra? Why?" Peter was still at a loss.

Rumlow closed his eyes and nodded, also with a painful expression on his face.

"Peter, I've been looking for a chance to tell..."

Before he knew the identity of Peter Spiderman, Angus was afraid of scaring him, so he delayed speaking.

Later, knowing his identity as Spider-Man, Angus had new concerns.

"The people around you are too good, whether it is Tony Stark or the Avengers behind him, if they know that I am Lanyan, they may be curious about my ability, and Hydra has studied it extensively , Dig deep and you will know that I am a Hydra person."

Peter didn't deny that he was surprised, just a little bit, his reason and emotion made him calm down quickly, "That's nothing, you are different from them, you didn't intend to hurt anyone..."

He also immediately thought of the words that Lan Yan had revealed to him earlier, "These monsters, their abilities, may have something to do with me..."

Thinking about it now, Angus has doubted and worried since then.

"Do those things have anything to do with you?"

Angus is just guessing, and there is still a trace of luck in his heart.

He looked at Rumlow, waiting for his sentence.

"Hydra has always believed that you died with the explosion of the laboratory. But this year, some ambitious people regained the experimental data of the year, and they used it for research. The monsters generated in the early stage are the ones you encountered. Two who want to absorb the vitality of others to revive. The poisonous gas in Gotham City is just a derivative of the experiment."

Angus smiled wryly, "It seems that it really has something to do with me."

"They are handed over to me, don't think too much about it. Let's get out of here first."

Peter's suit is damaged, and he needs to go to Avengers Tower.

He can use Tony's laboratory at will, and Peter can repair and refurbish the suit by himself.

He didn't take Tony away from Captain America on purpose, the two of them were in the gym.

Peter felt that Tony didn't know Angus' Hydra identity, otherwise, with Tony's character, he would have to tell him and worry about him.

Peter had a lot to say, a lot of questions, and all he wanted to do was be alone.

The amount of information obtained today is a bit large, and what he has to do now is to repair the suit as soon as possible and return to Angus.

Angus was lying on the sofa, a notebook with frayed edges covering his face.

It looked like he was asleep.

Peter took his steps lightly. He picked up the remote control, intending to turn up the air conditioner and add a blanket to Angus.

The blanket was gently placed on Angus' body, and his hand accurately grasped Peter's wrist, "You are back."

"Did I wake you up? I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

Angus took off the notebook on his face with the other hand, and he handed it to Peter, "Maybe you will want to see my old diary."

The soft leather book is a bit hard in the hand, maybe because it is too thick, maybe because the paper quality is not good, it looks wrinkled, as if it has been wet by water.

"There are still some, but those few books were burned by Rumlow. He said there was no need to keep them, and he said it was dangerous. In fact, he didn't want me to think about the original thing again."

"I think he's right, it should be burned." Peter sat down on the sofa next to Angus, and he stuffed it into his hand again.

"Aren't you curious?"

"Curious what?"

"Maybe I'm a murderous Hydra agent..."

"You can open up some more ideas, for example, you are a big villain, a dark superhero."

"Oh Peter, you know I'm not kidding you!"

"I'm joking." Peter pinched his cheek, very gentle, "I believe you."

"This is more beautiful than any other love words." Angus's nose was sour, and he almost cried. He moved forward and leaned into Peter's arms.

"I'll be there from now on." Peter raised his hand and patted him on the back, gently and delicately, as if coaxing a child.

Angus' tears still seeped out and dripped on Peter's clothes. He only felt that crying was a bit hypocritical, but his heart was so warm that he couldn't hold it back for a while.

He fell in love with this tenderness, and was reluctant to part with this embrace.

Peter wanted more, he lifted Angus from his arms, and blocked his lips.

It was a dewy kiss, wet and sweet.

Originally, he wanted to give his sweetheart more love and peace of mind, but Angus cried more and more.

"Don't cry, senior." Peter pecked and kissed his eyes, the tears were licked by him, and returned to Angus's mouth again.

Salty, with a taste full of love.

"Senior, you have a lot of water." Peter maliciously bit his lips.

"Shut up, can you be serious!"

Angus was in a strong mood, and his style of painting changed suddenly after being told by the little boy.

With a little effort of his own, he pushed Peter away, primly.

"I let you read the diary because I really don't want to talk about it myself. Since you don't want to read it, then I will simply tell you."

"No, I don't want to hear it." Peter didn't have that thought.

Angus grabbed both of his hands and stared at him righteously.

Peter had to give up, "Okay..."

Whatever the truth, those pasts were certainly not rosy.

It's not that he's not curious or concerned, he just doesn't want Angus to recall it again.

"I'm not an agent, nor a villain." Angus paused, trying to find the shortest and most concise words, "I'm a Hydra test subject!"

"What?" Peter's heart tightened, and he suddenly realized that the real thing was more terrifying than what he had casually imagined before.

Angus' superpowers were revealed when he was three years old. He also had a happy childhood, just three short years.

He accidentally found an injured stray dog. Because of his heartache, he held the puppy in his arms and healed its wound with strength without a teacher.

It was just a little wound, but the caring adult regarded him as a different kind.

Angus had eaten cake on his birthday, and when he woke up, he was in a glass jar with all kinds of tubes plugged into his body, and various instruments obtained data from the glass vessel.

This kind of test lasted for several years, and he was drowsy every day, and he never woke up.

"It was Brock who rescued me. He took me to Gotham City. Hydra thought I was dead, until now."

Rumlow blew up the laboratory. Angus just saw the air and couldn't stand up at all. His body had been soaked in glassware and had no bones. He was like a monster with no spine...until he healed himself...

Peter held Angus in his arms again, beating Angus' chest with his beating heart, and he was also in a panic.

"Hydra is so fucking bad! Damn it!"

Angus' eyes were filled with tears, and he tried his best to compress the plot, but only let Peter know sporadic.

What he didn't dare to let Peter know was that it was his own father who stuffed him into the glass vessel.

All the past events were replayed in his mind, which was really a kind of slow pain.

"It's over, I've always been here, senior, I won't let anyone hurt you!"

Angus only felt a drop of coolness in his neck, which was very clear, "Peter?"

Peter didn't bear it like he did. The little boy hooked his neck, hugged him tightly, and cried.

"Sorry, senior, woo woo woo woo, I can't help it!"

Seeing Peter crying, the heavy emotions in Angus' heart disappeared. He just regretted it and felt that he could speak lightly.

However, Peter has a strong brain, just hearing that his sweetheart was imprisoned in a glass container as a test object when he was young, he felt very distressed, let alone for so many years!

"It's over, it's all over, am I fine now?" Angus patted Peter on the back, and comforted him in turn.

Peter sniffled and cried for a long time, and finally the snot bubbled out.

At this moment, Angus couldn't feel sad at all, "You all stained my expensive shirt!"

The little milk dog wrapped around him like an octopus, hugged him fiercely, but didn't let go, as if he lost him by accident.

"Senior, from now on I... hiccup... I will love you very much..."

It turns out that crying until hiccups is real.

Angus couldn't laugh or cry.