[Comprehensive British and American] Liaison Officer Daily

"Who are you going to invite as your male companion, Nunnally?" In the newly built Avengers base, the superheroes were smacking donuts and trying to avoid waste.

Although Tony hasn't eaten donuts for a long time, the hired Melody donut shop still delivers donuts to Stark Tower unshakably.In the end, these donuts that can't fit in the refrigerator will be sent by the little pepper with a headache, please help the superheroes to share.

Dr. Banner, who doesn't have a sweet tooth, shook his head in embarrassment and pushed away the donut that Natasha was about to bring to his mouth.Black Widow seems to like the activity of feeding Hulk desserts recently. Sometimes, when Dr. Banner is concentrating on research in the laboratory, he can successfully stuff a small dessert once or twice.

Su stared intently at Thunderbolt, using his eyes to frighten his younger brother away from all sources of evil that might make him develop horizontally again.

Human Torch smiled and moved to the sofa farthest from the donut.

"I don't know, I originally wanted to invite Little Spider, but he is not yet an adult and cannot attend the reception, and he has a chemical test that day." Nunnally held the donut in confusion, her eyes vacant.

"Also, why did the Justice League suddenly take the initiative to initiate such an invitation? I don't think this is in line with Batman's style at all..." Nunnally muttered depressingly, she really didn't want to go.

"Haven't you considered inviting me?" Hawkeye asked, getting up from the sofa.

Nunnally's eyes widened: "But you and Natasha have missions every day! What if you suddenly receive missions and leave me behind at the reception!"

"..." Hawkeye opened his mouth and lay back down, "You're right."

Human Torch actively recommends himself: "How about me, me, me?"

Human Torch stood up and showed off his figure, trying to get Nunnally's approval.

Everyone looked at Pilihuo with a bright smile showing eight big teeth, then turned their heads and continued to frown: "...Oh, this is quite a headache, there is no suitable candidate."

Human Torch: "? QAQ!"

"What do you think... Tony?" Natasha finally let go of poor Dr. Banner, and turned around to suggest, "It just so happens that he stays in Stark Tower every day during this period, so you can take him out for a walk ...a breath of fresh air, and you're not attending a simple class reunion, it's Gotham's Brucie Babe, the second richest young billionaire's reception. What could be better than a man of steel What is even more proud of Tony Stark, the hero and the richest man on the rich list?"

Nunnally was enlightened: "That's right! What you said makes sense!" She clapped her hands, not feeling Natasha's intention to distract others, "Thank you, Natasha. I'm going to find Tony now. "

Nunnally's eyes sparkled, and she was in a rare mood of joy. She bounced to find Tony, leaving behind a bunch of Superheroes who looked at Black Widow with condemnation: "You said before that you would never do that to get Tony out of here. The person who was dragged out of the laboratory and faced the security weapon, are you just looking at Nunnally looking for death?"

Natasha shrugged: "Guys, if you have eyes, you will find that our little liaison officer will never be injured in battle, although I still don't know what the principle is, maybe it is also a mutant ability? In short, it is definitely safer for her to call Tony than us humans who eat guns and still bleed."

Hawkeye was paralyzed on the lazy sofa, motionless like a melted Fat Chirp, his eyes were a little divergent.He repeated the same words as Nunnally: "Nata...why do I always think what you say is so reasonable?"

Natasha flicked her red hair, and gracefully rolled her eyes at the men on the plush carpet and beanbag sofas, slumped with pillows.

On the other side, Nunnally, who couldn't hold back her joyful steps to find Tony, was under heavy artillery fire outside the laboratory.She didn't care too much about this, anyway, she couldn't even scratch the skin: "Tony! Tony! Tony!"

Nunnally passed through the fiercely fired cordon, leaned on the glass wall of Tony's laboratory, and knocked a few times with all her might.

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Half an hour before Nunnally knocked on the glass, Tony was still walking in the illusion.

This is probably the fifth time he has fallen into this infinitely looping illusion, each time repeating the same content: a mighty alien army, swallowed by suffocating mucus, being caught by an invisible black figure, and his body is over and over again. Torn apart and restored...

Tony sank into the mucus that flooded the top of his head and felt the air passing through his lungs bit by bit, his heart began to beat faster, and his muscles spasmed painfully.When his consciousness was fuzzy, his brain was still empty on the last thought: it's almost there, it's almost there, this time I must see clearly...

Death came again as promised, and he left him in a bad way after the pain like a play, and drifted away.

Tony sucked in a big mouthful of fresh air suddenly, and then his calf was caught by a pair of huge palms, and the pain of tearing his body from the waist down came the next second.

But he didn't give up.Every time he recovers, he tries to open his eyes wide, trying to see who the owner of the invisible palm is, which seems to have become his obsession to maintain himself in the continuous pain.

However, this time the illusion didn't give him too many chances. When Nunnally knocked on the glass, he had already woken up from the illusion sweating profusely with regret, and even took a shower leisurely.

Since the first illusion, the duration of each mirage has gradually shortened. Tony calculated the time several times after leaving the illusion. It is estimated that there will be another three or four times the illusion will not occur again. This is also true. It means that every time he passes through the illusion, the time he can use to explore the last shadow will be shortened, and the chance will be one less.

This is also the reason why he didn't explain it to anyone. If he is misunderstood for PTSD, he should be misunderstood. If other people know about this illusion, no one will agree to let him continue to send it into the illusion so actively.

Tony automatically ignored Friday and Protect who had been so angry that he hadn't spoken for several days.

Right now, he was wearing the Mark Armor, thinking about the content of the illusion, and preparing to study how to make the tentacles on his back more useful, maybe coaxing Friday to speak again.

The sound of Nunnally knocking on the glass with all her strength almost startled him.

Tony narrowly retracted the palm cannon that was about to be fired, and even the corners of his eyes drooped in displeasure, and he didn't open the door for Nunnally: "What are you doing? Don't you know it's dangerous here?"

Iron Man looked up and down at the liaison officer who was neatly dressed in a small suit, and suddenly doubted his life: ...

I hope that the enemies I encounter in the future will not be as perverted as Nunnally, who can't even be hurt by guns, otherwise it will be really painful.

The little fool looked at Tony with shining eyes, and rubbed his hands with a shy face.

Tony raised his hand again vigilantly: "What do you want?"

"It's like this, my good friend sent me an invitation to a reception, because she has been busy with work, and I haven't seen her for a long time, so this time I plan to go to this reception to meet her. Can you be my dance partner?" Nunnally spoke quickly, looking at Tony attentively through the glass.

These days, Tony, whose mind is full of aliens, let his head go blank for a while, and then reluctantly turned back to the real world: "Oh, dance partner." Tony put down his hand, only to realize that he hadn't let anyone in yet.In order to hide his embarrassment, Tony quickly threw the pot away: "Friday, why haven't you opened the door yet."

Suddenly, Friday, who was blamed, was silent for a long time before he opened the lock silently: "..."

Tony rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, his instructions would still be obeyed by the program first, otherwise he would have been packed and bundled by his own artificial intelligence and sent out of the laboratory, and he would have been sold out.

In the origin, Friday quickly waved the big tentacles, and pulled out a series of fire pots for himself: remove the fire, calm down, it's not the first day to take the blame, and it's not the first day to watch the husband die!

Tony took off the gloves that were still on his hands, straightened his back reservedly, pretended to be nonchalant while fiddling with tools and asked: "What kind of reception is this? Is it a class reunion? Ha, I can completely understand what you want me to do." The reason for accompanying you to the prom, no matter what prom, who can resist the charm of Tony Stark? Believe me, littlegirl, choosing me is the wisest decision you have made." Before holding back for long, Tony said He returned to his usual self-confident state, and began to feel complacent.

After his boasting came to an end, Nunnally found a chance to answer his question: "It's the company reception of Wayne Group in Gotham."

"..." Tony's complacent face turned sharply: "I think it would be a wise choice if you choose other people occasionally."

"No way, everyone in Academy X has to go to class, and the rest of the Avengers will receive missions anytime, anywhere, and only you can accompany me! And Gotham is the territory of the Justice League, and Mr. Wayne is also a member of the Justice League." Sponsor, I'm not familiar with the superheroes of the Justice League, so I can't invite them?" Nunna Li frankly made exclusions based on her meager interpersonal relationship while snapping her fingers.

Tony's face was as dark as if he had just swam in ink: "...so I'm still the one you invited as a last resort?"

Nunnally said softly: "No, Mr. Wayne is a sponsor of the Justice League, so you can also be considered a sponsor of the Avengers? I think it is necessary to take this opportunity to strengthen the relationship with the Justice League. You see, You haven’t even seen the other superheroes of Zhenglian except Superman until now.” The little liaison officer who is also dedicated to his duty today took out his small notebook, “I read it, if we participate in this dance, we At least four Superheroes from the Justice League can be seen! Tony, it’s for the League.”

Considering the well-known bad relationship between Tony and Wayne, and the fact that Batman called to warn him not to reveal his identity as soon as he knew of her prophecy ability after announcing the alliance, Nunnally didn't mention that if she went to Wayne Manor to say It is not allowed to see the fourth generation of Robin.

Tony's lips twitched, and he reluctantly agreed: "Okay. Tell me the time and place, and you don't need to prepare the dress yourself. I'll come." Tony clenched the screwdriver tightly in his hand, eyes An invisible flame of war was ignited, "I must...cough, let you make an amazing appearance! This is to meet the Justice League, and our Avengers can't be inferior."

Tony stuttered when he wanted to say that he must make a stunning appearance, and cleverly replaced it with a more high-sounding reason to cover up his quietly competitive heart.

Nunnally hesitated to speak: "..."

Should I remind Tony that although I'm stationed in the Avengers, I'm still an official X-Men...

Considering Tony's self-esteem and the future of the white can she saw before, Nunnally decided to treat the sensitive and fragile Iron Man kindly, lest the other party go to extremes if he can't think about it.

She chose to shut her mouth quietly, thinking about whether she was done and could leave, and then she received a call from the little spider.

Tony skillfully ran over the first time he heard the voice of the little spider, and obviously put himself in the position of the guardian of the underage Chaoying.

"Nunaly! I...I don't know how to tell you about this, I'm really in a bad mood right now." Little Spider's sad voice immediately jumped out of the receiver impatiently.

Tony moved a few steps closer and pricked up his ears.

Nunnally interrupted the little spider embarrassingly: "Hey, Peter, wait... This phone is now on public release, let me adjust it..." She buried her head for a while, and pressed the public release button on the phone several times There is no response at all.Nunnally raised her head in a daze, and looked at Tony, "...Is there something wrong with this phone?"

Of course, this is not possible.

Tony, who secretly locked the release function, frowned and took a look at it seriously, then handed it back, and said seriously: "It's nothing, it should be a problem with the touch screen. I'll fix it for you in a while. You can talk first."

Peter's ears were sharp, and he immediately recognized that it was Mr. Stark's voice. He panicked and said, "Who is that? Nunnally, is it Mr. Stark?"

Nunnally: "Yes..." I don't know why, but I feel that when I called you recently, Tony was always by my side. Do you have any magical guardian Iron Man summoning skills?

"Oh, no, then I'll call later." Peter hesitated immediately, said something vaguely and then hung up.

Tony looked at Nunnally with a reproachful look: "Look, you shouldn't have told him I'm here. If it breaks, it's broken. Maybe you can just talk about it?" He poked himself with his hands behind his back phone, and asked Friday to unlock the release function on Nunnally's phone.

Nunnally looked at Tony suspiciously: "..."

Is she supercilious, why does she always feel that Tony is so guilty?

Tony widened his eyes, which are always easy to soften the heart, and his long eyelashes fluttered twice.

Nunnally turned around with a suspicious expression, and sent a message to Little Spider to make an appointment to talk again at night.Tony took Nunnally's phone and operated it on the screen in a decent manner, and Friday cooperatively swiped a series of meaningless data on the phone screen: "Okay, now the public release function can be used, I guarantee there will be no problem .”

In the origin, Friday used eighteen tentacles to do gymnastics boringly, and he was familiar with Mr.'s fake skills. Obviously, it was not the first time he used it.

Protect casts a meaningful gaze at the screen playing Tony's perspective.

Tony made up his mind to supervise the call between the little spider and Nunnally tonight. He was very curious about the fact that the little spider insisted on avoiding him to talk to Nunnally alone—in case it was Peter who was mentally retarded and found out What troublesome villain is going to do it behind his back, so that he can admit him?

——To some extent, Tony's worries make sense.

after all!he himself!Do it right now!Such a solo thing!

Solo hero Tony thinks he's too damn well-founded to worry about.

However, the little spider, who is now trying to brush up his grade points so as not to lose his qualification as a superhero candidate, doesn't have the time to think about it for the time being, because there is a bigger blow that occupies the whole mind of this young boy.

In the evening, Nunnally sat on the bed with a headache and listened to the little spider's whining description of how the relationship between herself and Gwen fell through, and she also rarely asked angrily why the prophecy that Nunnally gave him before was Will be with Gwen, but Gwen rejected his confession.

Nunnally: "You know, the taste of choosing a boyfriend will change with age... I didn't say that you will be with Gwen now? Seriously, you are really sure that you don't need me Can I give you a detailed timetable? I can tell you in the prophecy how many times you will confess, fail, break up, and when you will be together?"

Shocked, Peter held his mobile phone and murmured, "God, is dating so tortuous?"

Nunnally hugged the quilt and wrapped herself sadly: "If it were simple, I wouldn't be single by now."

The two single dogs are sympathetic in the microphone.

Peter finally rejected Nunnally's prophecy.He thought that if he confessed to Gwen according to the prophecy, it would always feel like playing a strategy game with a strategy, which would be too disrespectful to feelings.And anyway, we will be together in the end, so it doesn't matter how many times we toss, this is full of sincerity!sincerity!

Peter hung up the phone and went to plan his next confession with high spirits and high spirits.

Nunnally held up the phone that was hung up, and she had a bad premonition in her heart: In the future, Spider-Man might temporarily turn into a confession maniac...

Tony should be very happy, because for the time being, no one is pestering him to apply to join the Avengers in advance.Nunnally thought.This might be a good thing...

Tony, who was still squatting nervously in the laboratory to eavesdrop, cut off the audio expressionlessly: ...It's a waste of my feelings.

He turned his head and continued to go back to the workbench to tap and tap. Ding Ding Bang Bang slammed his head aimlessly for a while, and then suddenly hummed a waltz: "Deng, Dang, Dang, Ding, Ding..."

The rivets make a cheerful and crisp rhythm under the knocking.

Friday&Protect: "..."

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Why does it seem that they suddenly smelled a strange sour smell, the AIs with single mothers and fetuses thought suspiciously.