Grandpa Guang Weizheng[Comprehensive]

The file was originally taken back to Stark Tower, but after she ate the pizza [bought with Tony’s money], she confidently took out the key Steve gave her: “I want to go home and wait for my parents, anyway I'm leaving after dinner."

Tony, who was about to turn on the stereo and play a piece of music, paused, then turned around and stared at the file: "Your parents? I went to the apartment to wait for your parents? Then can I call Agent Romanov and Agent Patton now?" , Invite them to come to my house now and discuss your problem by the way?"

Perhaps because he felt that he had regained the initiative in speaking, Tony put the glass on the table, and stood comfortably by the sofa looking at the file.And File felt that he didn't care about such a threat at all—they were all too busy, and the Reina who had just been caught would be enough for them to be busy for a while, and there was no way they would have time to come here at this time.Besides, she had just met Natasha before, and Natasha knew what was going on.

——But the attitude is really annoying.

So the file circled his hands: "You really have the ability, it seems that you did a lot of things when you were in school."

Tony's innocent face: "I don't have that kind of experience. After all, I went to college at the age of 16. I only eat, drink, date beautiful girls every day and get a doctorate. There is nothing to conflict with others—— Oh wait, I remember you are fifteen now, but you are still in high school?" As he spoke, he put away his smiling face, stretched out his hands, and clapped seriously: "You are awesome, I applaud you."

The file applauded:  …

In the sincere applause, the fist of the file was clenched and lowered, and she also clapped her hands expressionlessly.Looking at Tony, who was caught between two invisible walls and turned into a sandwich biscuit, the file put her hands on her hips and laughed—although she soon stopped laughing because of the tingling pain from the wristband.

Like a contest, if you make me uncomfortable, I will make you even more uncomfortable. This has become the way the two of them get along.In the end, the file hurt so much that he walked over on his feet and fought on the sofa with Tony, who still hadn't gotten rid of the space suppression.It's not a regular fight, but a cushion fight of pure venting style. Whenever Tony finds that he can't gain an advantage, he will increase the current released by the bracelet, and then he will be squeezed into a mini Oreo by the file with his teeth gritted.

This protracted battle was forced to stop when Tony's secretary Pepper entered the door.The secretary holding the documents walked into the room while flipping through them, her high heels hitting the ground with a nice sound.Without looking up, she said, "Tony, I need you to sign these documents... Oh God, what's going on?"

The sofa cushions were thrown far away, and it looked like robbers had just entered the office.The heads of two people protruded from the back of the sofa, namely the hair-sailing chicken coop · file, and disheveled · Tony.

Tony had just cheated out of a pinned position, and he had just gotten hold of the file.As for File, as a battle-tested veteran, faced with such a scene, she blinked and then stretched out her hand and shouted: "Help! He--"

Tony, who knew that a dog couldn't spit out ivory, tightly covered the mouth of the file: "It's okay...it's my granddaughter, really, I'll wait to sign the document on the table, you go out and wait for me, that's it."

Stark, who felt that he had never put in so much effort in his life, felt that he was going to be paralyzed after he finally sent away the little pepper who was half-believing.He looked at the file in disbelief: "Have you received the serum like Captain America? Can intelligence be exchanged for a certain amount of physical strength?"

The file that was almost suffocated: ... goodbye!

She wanted to kick Stark's shin hard, but the stare of Stark's eyes ready to start a new mutual hurt with her made her retreat.She finally kicked the sofa hard and rubbed her hair vigorously: "I'm going home!"

"Of course, of course, I never stopped you. You were the first to use violence against me. It's all your fault." He glanced at the wrinkled shirt and rolled his eyes: "So at least for your parents, You should have a good talk with him, at least tell him what happened - about the fact that you casually removed the mask of a superhero who didn't want to reveal his identity, which caused the other party's identity to be exposed, and how much impact it would have on other people's future work. Tell Captain America yourself."

His reply was that he was suddenly thrown against the wall.

Finally, the file clutched his wrist and hissed and returned to the apartment. Steve's room was still so colorful, maybe because he felt that things should not be wasted inexplicably, he still continued the style like a wedding room before.The bedding has been washed a few times, this time with a pink Hello Kitty flower pattern.Think about Captain America lying in this sea of ​​flowers with stamens full of Hello Kitty heads... I don't know why it feels a little scary.

After a cold war, she heard the sound of clacking on the glass.

Like a bird's hard beak hitting glass.She walked over to have a look.

It's an owl.

After she opened the window in doubt, the owl nimbly jumped in, then stretched out a leg, motioning for her to take the letter tied on the leg.

File: …Now animals have evolved to be so sensitive? ? ?

She opened the letter vigilantly, and then understood.

It was a letter from Harry Potter, saying that he was on vacation. During this vacation, he decided to come and play with the files. By the way, he had something to discuss with them face to face, hoping to get help from other partners.

[I have also sent letters to other people, if you want to say something to me, please send the reply to the owl, they are very reliable messengers]

He wrote last.

The file read it twice to confirm that there was nothing missing, and I was too lazy to find the paper again, so I simply wrote [Got it] on the back of the letter and asked the owl to send it back.

Waiting for Captain America's return is so boring that she's forgotten that she hasn't released Peter Parker yet.After watching TV for a while, I felt even more bored. I touched my pocket and remembered that I seemed to have left my mobile phone in Osborne's office, and I might have to go back again.

She just wanted to go out, but she was worried what would happen if Captain America didn't see her when she came back, so she wrote a note and pasted it on the door.

[I left my phone with a friend, I'll find it and I'll be right back]

However, when she returned to Osborn's office, there were not only Peter Parker and Harry Osborn.

And Damian and Minty.

The atmosphere is still very dignified.

The file that suddenly appeared clapped his hands to release Peter Parker's control, and sat down casually nearby: "I'll come over and find my phone—what's the matter, why do you all have such expressions?"

Super Killer crossed her legs, looked at the file with a frown, and then slowly stretched out her hand: "File, do you... think I will make a mistake in determining the death of the target?"

"Are you kidding? Do you think I will make a mistake in moving?" File shrugged, holding a clean glass that appeared out of nowhere, poured a glass of ice water and handed it to her: "I can't rule out other reasons, but I don't think so. "

"Then do you believe in resurrection from the dead?" Damian said, "A person died in Gotham before, but he is alive again now."

Come on, Gotham will not die someday, what's so strange... Wait.

The file straightened his back: "What do you mean?"

"I killed Edward with my own hands. I saw that the bullet pierced his head, and I also specifically confirmed that three knives and three wooden guns were patched on the heart. It was confirmed that the bleeding exceeded two and a half liters before leaving." Super Killer looked at her hands , His face was full of anger: "I watched him die, but now he appeared in front of me alive again."

"I heard that Stryker captured Weapon X before, so now we have reason to suspect that maybe they have extracted ingredients with high-speed healing in the experiment, but we don't know how far the experiment has progressed, whether it is still in the testing stage." Damian's tone was steady: "Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he came back from the dead."

None of the three people in the conversation were rookies who had just entered the industry, and this information was enough for them to deduce the current situation.

As long as there is a breath, the reagent that can save people needs a test product. Whether Edward is voluntary will not be mentioned for the time being, but Super Killer is properly calculated and used as a wooden warehouse in the hands of others.

That forensic doctor is not a passer-by, he also has a name named Riddler, and now he has started offering a reward for the head of Super Killer.

And Super Killer is not angry that she missed a shot, but angry that she was underestimated and fell into someone else's trap.

In addition to killing girls, this reagent is also very troublesome.Regardless of whether it is applied in large quantities, it will completely break the balance at this stage-just imagine who does not want to have several chances of rebirth?Have an army of undead in battle?

Their eyes met, and they already understood each other's thoughts.

Can't let this thing come out.

Whether it is for righteousness or ego.

"When are you leaving?" Super Killer looked at her nails.

"Anytime, I can." The file replied, and couldn't help complaining: "To be honest, Gotham is really not suitable for human life. Why are those people unwilling to move?"

"Be careful what you say." Damian squinted his eyes: "Don't forget that Batman still holds a bad debt for the two of you."

Harry Osborn, shivering: Why do they talk about killing people so calmly...

Peter Parker, trembling: I don't know, I don't know, and I feel that they don't plan to go out to do good things...

#In this terrible society, only you can give me warmth#

#Hold tight my friend! #

Steve came back within about 1 minute of the file going out.He tore off the note pasted on the door, raised his eyebrows, and sighed that young people nowadays are really careless.Walking in the door, touched the TV that was still warm, and was even more satisfied. I sighed that today's young people know how to play with electronic products even if they don't like reading.

He walked to the table and sat down, soaked two goji berries in his thermos, shook out the newspaper and waited for the file to return.

it's dark.

The water in the thermos was cold.

Captain America, who had read the newspaper eight times, finally realized the reality. He let out a long breath and walked into the room.A moment of fully armed appearance.

He adjusted his mask and shield.

"I'm really a little angry this time," he said.

"Anyway, you're dead."

The author has something to say: Before Hogwarts is on vacation——

Dumbledore, anxious: Harry, poor boy, listen to me, forget everything you have encountered this semester, we will definitely protect you, we will take care of these things, you—

Harry Potter: Wait for the principal, let me ask, can Voldemort be taken outside the school to solve it?

Dumbledore: ...As a matter of principle we cannot use magic in front of Muggles, and...

Harry Potter: I know, but there are accidents in everything - it's okay, you don't have to worry about it, leave it to us...I mean leave it to me, when the school starts

Dumbledore: ...? ? ?

#Where to solve Voldemort you have the final say? ? ? #

Mr. Dong Baji, what do you think about your comrade-in-arms saying that your teammate is dead——

Mr. Dong Baji, who did not want to be named: How should I put it, I am actually a little happy in every respect.For example, finally someone has been tricked like me, or finally someone can reasonably sanction the trickster.Be happier, that's all

#Plastic Brotherhood, Plastic to Friendship#