Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

"Are you going to stay here forever?" Erce picked up the snack bag on the ground, and asked again.The meaning couldn't be more obvious.Disgusted, I want him to leave quickly.

With his legs crossed on the coffee table, Tony watched the TV tremblingly: "We haven't gotten along well for a long time. How can you bear to drive me away? Don't you miss me?"

Erce turned into the kitchen holding the bag.Forget it, anyway, I shouldn't stay here for too long.It's fine when you can't see it.

Tony craned his neck to take a look at the people who didn't know what they were doing in the kitchen, quickly changed the channel, and stared at the news.

Far away on the screen, three huge helicopter carriers are fighting each other with their respective weapons.One of them was completely tilted down, crumbling.Tony hissed.

Following the female reporter's report, the screen cut to the helicopter's perspective.In the zoomed-in lens, two figures, one blue and one black, can be seen fighting on one of the aircraft carriers.

But it was only for a moment, and the helicopter's perspective was quickly cut off.The helicopter with the camera equipment was intercepted by something and is being driven away.

"...For some reason we can't see the details of the incident at a closer distance. However, it is obvious that the one fighting on it is the Captain America who was very active in the New York disaster before—" The female reporter's face is not clear Knowing whether it was blown red or what, there was some strange light in the eyes.

Excitement, but also adoration.

Tony threw away the remote control and was alone, do you want to help?Everyone loves Iron Man.What if he suddenly appeared and stole the captain's limelight?Just when he was struggling, a voice came from behind: "I said, why do you turn on the TV and watch it?" It is unbelievable that a middle-aged man with severe Internet addiction can watch TV.

Tony was taken aback and covered his heart: "Why are you walking silently?"

"You're too focused." Erce stood watching the news for a while, then looked away, and turned to go to the studio.

"Are you painting again?" That's why Tony hesitated to help.Erce wants a painting exhibition.Or more accurately, he wanted a gallery.He should be able to deal with this kind of thing quickly, but he doesn't want this gallery to have any document relationship with him.

He opened his mouth, and he would not refuse at all.

It takes time to select a gallery location and decorate it.Tony said that Erce can take his time and take it easy.If it really doesn't work, then he'll just buy a few paintings to support the scene.He has a lot of extra, uh, no, precious collections.

But Erce stopped all work, and only concentrated on painting, almost forgetting to sleep and eat, as if he would never touch the canvas again.

He stopped writing for so many years at once, and output so frequently at once.All kinds of abnormally tidy Tony is so hairy, he dare not leave him alone.

But he happened to understand Erth's character very well.He didn't want to say that even if he tied him up and scratched the soles of his feet, he wouldn't open his mouth.

Trying to see from Erth's face what he was hiding was asking for trouble.Tony can only comfort himself that this may be the sudden awakening of his artist soul that has been sleeping for many years.Aren't all artists a little bit out of the ordinary?

And he was also ordered not to enter the studio, really, he was so curious.And dare not break through. ...Why is he so humble?

Tony stroked his cheek.It's my younger brother, what else can I do?Let it go, pamper it, let it go.Is there a better brother than Iron Man in this world?No.

Tony smiled, shaking his feet.The captain should have confessed to Ess, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.

What a big move.Three aircraft carriers were destroyed at once.Tony pursed his lips.Not bad.

The event didn't take long from start to finish, just under an hour.

Tony put his hands on his neck and twisted it, it seemed that he was about to retreat.There are obviously two people living in this house, so he is not so ignorant.He paused when he moved his body, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Living together.

He glanced at the studio with the door closed, bent down and opened the drawer on the coffee table.

Of course there will be nothing.There will only be in the bedroom.Tony coughed, holding back his eagerness to explore.Hiss, no, the more I think about it, the more awkward it gets.

He looked down at the sofa he was sitting on, moved his buttocks and sat on the single sofa.After sitting for a while, it was still awkward.

No, don't think about it.Tony Stark.Don't think, don't think.

Just because you can play it well doesn't mean that everyone can play it well.Ess looks aloof, and the captain has an extremely serious character.Maybe they've only done it in bed, maybe they haven't even gotten that far yet!

Oh shit!Tony can't help but hug his head, can't think!

He felt that he couldn't stay here for a moment.It's over.

He has to go for a walk.He stood up abruptly and knocked on the studio door: "I'm going out for a stroll. You should come out too."

"No need." Erce's voice came through the door, a little muffled.

"You can't be bored like this. You're out of spirits." Tony felt like an old woman.He's never been so worried about his own affairs.

"..."

The room was very quiet.Tony seemed to have heard some strange movement, and stuck to the door: "Erth?"

"I can't stop, go out by yourself." Erce replied.

Tony scratched his head and decided to go back and bring him a big bucket of ice cream.It's cool and sweet, and it's guaranteed to make people feel up when poured in a big bucket.

Inside the room, it was not just a person and paint all over the floor as Tony thought, it was dirty and cramped.

It was two people, and paintings that had been framed and covered with white cloth.The oilcloth on the floor has been put away and is very clean.The smell of poppy oil is also very light because of the air purifier.

The easel leans against the wall, the palette leans against it.The paint on the other side of the wall, half full, full, empty has been thrown away.

"Do I need to deal with him? He won't find out." The young voice was full of casual hostility and naughtiness.

"If you kill him, I will destroy both of you." Ess said lightly.

"...OK, boss—"

"Let's go now?" The other person besides Ess had a cynical young face, silver-gray hair, wearing goggles, and was trying to lift those tight canvases.

"Where's Wanda?" Erce glanced at him, and the boy shyly withdrew his hand.

"She's shopping." The boy rolled his eyes, seeming impatient.

"Is there enough money?"

"well..."

"If I find out that you didn't pay the bill for what you bought," Erce pulled the corner of his lips, "even if it's a bottle of water, you have to go to Charles's to go to school."

"Oh, comeon—you can't threaten us with this for the rest of our lives." The boy's face was full of reluctance.

"Want to know some bad news?" Erce tilted his head.

"What?" "I can."

"..." The boy made an international friendly gesture behind him.

The boy's name is Pietro and his sister is Wanda.The two used to be the crap sticks in the second Avengers war.

Both are psychics, or more accurately, mutants.One has extremely fast speed, and the other can control thinking.But at the very beginning, the abilities of the two of them were not outstanding enough, at least they did not attract the attention of Professor X, who has been searching and rescuing mutants all over the world.

They really took shape after receiving the secret experiment of Hydra.

Tony ended Stark Industries' weapons manufacturing department earlier than in his previous life.The two children who were displaced by the war did not have a monstrous hatred for Stark. Although they survived, they still lost their parents due to historical inertia.

Two small very human wild cats and wild dogs wandering in an awkward position, cheating to eat and drink.It took Erth a lot of energy to find them.

The two little ones were watched and raised by him.Very difficult to discipline.

It was the last time Erce went to Sokovia that he officially appeared in front of the two.They knew that there was a sponsor behind them, but because they had seen too much darkness since they were young, they didn't feel any gratitude to Ess, who had adopted them.

On the contrary, he was extremely wary.

Erth said bluntly that he wanted them to participate in human experiments, and this experiment would improve their half-baked abilities to an extraordinary state.

At that time, they will be able to do whatever they want.If you can survive, you can even escape his control.

Unruly but inexperienced, the two were fooled by Erth.

He prepared them physically and psychologically from an early age, and the experiments were mature and highly feasible.Without much effort, he obtained two secret weapons with extraordinary abilities.

It's just that the weapon is hot, and I think about how to devour the master all day long.Erth just put all the information about Professor X and Charles Xavier in front of them, and explained to them the essence and curriculum arrangement of Xavier School for Geniuses in great detail.

And a set of papers was given to the two of them.

He smiled and told them that if they didn't want to work under him, he would reveal their existence to Xavier.

He believed that Xavier would be able to discipline them very well.

The two young people who were still eager to compete with the gods suddenly became wilted. Coupled with the high employment salary provided by Erth and the promise of a high degree of freedom, they stayed under Erth's hands.

Nominally they are the 'property' of Hydra.But both of them are simply obeying Erce.

"I won't go now." Erce raised his hand to touch the frame.

"They're coming for you." Pietro frowned.

"Compared to taking me away, you have a more important task now." Erce looked out the window, "Go and help me find someone."

"Who?" Pietro put his hands in his pockets.

"James Barnes. You know what he looks like." Erce narrowed his eyes slightly. "He's tricky. This is your test. I'll give you enough time to catch him. Don't worry if I get caught during this period." Care, the point is to find him and control him. The World War II Memorial is a good place to stay.

I've reminded you to this point, if you can't do it, send me to school. "

Pietro sullenly said, "Do you think this kind of thing can really threaten us?"

"No." Erth looked at him, "but the one threatening is me, your guardian."

Pietro thought: "It's crazy." He rolled his huge eyes and rolled out of the window.It disappeared outside in the blink of an eye.

When Tony came back with two buckets of ice cream, there was a gust of wind blowing in the corridor, which almost made him unsteady.

Like a demon.

Erce was coming out of the studio.

"I brought you ice cream." Tony said, "Do you want vanilla or chocolate?"

"Vanilla." He probably still had some time before someone came to take it away, so he should be able to eat an ice cream.

Opened both boxes, both were empty.

Tony closed and opened the box in disbelief: "WTF???"

Erce... an unmodified, taught bastard.

While Tony was staring at the two empty boxes in a daze, the door was suddenly slammed open.

"Everyone, don't move!" The man who broke in with guns and live ammunition showed his ID, which was the Department of Homeland Security.

Tony saw a familiar face.After all, the biggest buyer of Stark Industries weapons was the state.

He raised his hand and smiled angrily: "I just bought two empty ice creams, is it necessary?? Or do you have something to bring me to a military court?"

"Stark, I hope you don't act rashly." The person who presented the ID looked at him seriously.

Tony rolled his eyes, got up and walked in their direction, turning his head to comfort Erth: "Although I don't know what happened, but I will be back soon." He thought he had accidentally caused something to happen again.

Erce looked at him and smiled: "Tony, don't do anything after that."

Tony paused: "What?"

"Mr. Luo, please come with me." The person who presented the ID raised his chin and signaled his subordinates to come forward.

Two agents stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, and held Erth.

Tony stared slightly: "What are you doing?!"

"Stark, don't get in the way of your work." The man who had dealt with Stark more than once tightened his arm, "Otherwise you will be regarded as a terrorist."

"Terrorist??" Tony lost expression control, "Him? Terrorist? Seriously?" He met Erth's eyes suddenly and stopped.

Erce was obediently taken away.

Tony grabbed the person who was about to leave: "What's going on?"

The person who was caught glanced out the door, turned around, and his expression was not so tense: "Do you know the news this morning?"

"Correct."

"He is a participant. For sure, a participant." The man patted him on the shoulder, "If you have a good relationship with him, I advise you not to intervene. This time, the one who got offended..." He seemed Thoughtful, but said no more, and left the room.

The author has something to say: the seventh day.

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