Did I grow taller today? [Zhongyingmei]

Captain America is a very open-minded and kind-hearted person. He has some principles of his own, and he will not do certain things.

So the first time he saw the news on TV, he asked Natasha to go there.

Steve's face was as upright and convincing as ever. He pursed his lips slightly, nodded to Agent Romanov with a cold smile on his lips, and said, "It's up to you."

Anyone who knows him knows that Agent Romanov is not a man to provoke.

So when the menacing Iron Man arrived at the manor of the Mandarin in Miami, he saw the glamorous and as usual female agent jumping down from the fence lightly and dropping a bunch of things along the way.

Agent Romanov put one hand on her waist, her legs looked very long, and her eyes were vertical. Her beautiful jewel-colored eyes looked at the pool on the ground, and she sounded a little regretful in her voice: "Tsk, this is a fake."

But fortunately, it is not all fruitless.

Natasha smiled, looked at Tony standing aside, and joked, "The real Mandarin also has some clues. You should still know that person. His name is Qi Li'an. It is said that you rejected him cruelly."

Agent Romanov, who was listening to the scumbag's tone, paused slightly, his lips under the armor moved slightly, and then a voice with a little electric current came out in displeasure: "What are you ruthlessly rejecting? It doesn't matter."

Agent Romanov laughed when he heard this, and didn't refute him, probably thinking that teasing Iron Man was one of her few pleasures.

Tony glanced at her, then raised his head to look at the tall fence, without any intention of going in, and asked softly, "How's the situation inside?"

After hearing this, Natasha shook her head, pointed at the Mandarin who had collapsed on the ground with her fingertips, and said with a frown, "This is the only one left. It seems that this place was specially built for him, and it is usually very strictly guarded."

As Agent Romanov said, he lowered his body slightly, put the cold handle of the gun against the man's frail neck, and smiled at him, "Perhaps you should tell us something useful."

Even adults would be scared to death, but he looked up at the sky and the clouds floating in the sky, felt his heart calm down, and sighed, "I don't know anything."

This not-so-firm calmness was poked clean by the stinging pain on his neck in the next second. The mandarin's calmness always comes and goes quickly. At this time, he pushed the agent very carefully. The handle of the gun, the eyelids drooping, looked very embarrassed.

"I...I'll think about it again."

Natasha didn't urge him either, and slightly dodged his thought of wanting to hide away, and slowly moved the muzzle of the gun to his head, smiling almost gently: "Think about it."

This time the Mandarin reacted very quickly, without hesitation at all, he slapped his thigh: "I remembered!"

The impact was so strong that he knocked his head on the gun. He hurriedly moved away, and first said politely, "You are the police, I'm actually very willing to cooperate with the case."

Natasha ignored him. The female agent had indeed handled cases for many years, but she had rarely seen someone who talked so much, so her face darkened impatiently: "Speak quickly!"

"Let me tell you." The mandarin, who failed to establish a good relationship smoothly, looked aggrieved, really aggrieved, the lines on his forehead were much deeper, and whispered, "I only know that they have a ship outside and are planning What's going on."

He didn't know much, and what he said was even more unclear. However, as he stuttered and vaguely told, a shocking conspiracy against the president gradually surfaced, which made people sigh.

This is not a simple plan for anything, it is simply a major event that shakes the foundation of the country.

After listening to Natasha, she was a little unbelievable, and a little bit ridiculous. The female agent opened her eyes wide, crossed her arms, and shook her head regretfully: "Current criminals are getting bolder and bolder..."

My brain is becoming less and less intelligent. I heard that crimes with high IQ are becoming popular in the UK, and there are also special private detectives. Natasha has read the blog. Although the name is not very interesting, the content of the writing is still good. good.

How did I get to my side... Forget it, fortunately it wasn't a crime with a high IQ. Agent Romanov was beating his head with a headache, and his brain hurt even thinking about it.

The old father didn't have the time to worry about what was going on in the secret agent's head, he had to check some news first.

Let Jarvis call Colonel Rhodes, and he was relieved when he heard a familiar voice from his friend.

The relationship between War Machine and the military is very close, and he always feels that the other party is after the president's idea, so he will not let go of this good opportunity.

"Hello, Tony?" Colonel Rhodes' voice sounded busy.

"Yeah." Tony nodded, and while quickly browsing through the information Jarvis found, he replied, "It's me, how is your side, is there anything wrong?"

"It's nothing serious, but..."

"It's fine." Before Colonel Rhodes had time to finish his words, he was interrupted by his anxious old father, and soon heard his friend asking again.

"How many days are you going to protect the president with War Machine?"

"Yes, there is one very important..." This question was asked very casually, and Colonel Rhodes answered it very casually, and he remembered something wrong in the middle of talking, and said helplessly, "Tony, this is a secret."

"Uh-huh." The old father hummed softly, but didn't speak, and waited for someone to continue talking while reading the information.

A large part of Iron Man's friends always have nothing to do with him, and Colonel Rhodes is the leader among them. He paused for a while, and said helplessly: "Yes, there is a meeting on the plane, and I will go to it too. .”

I really can't say more.

Fortunately, this is enough. Tony quickly briefly explained Qi Li'an's conspiracy against the president and his own worries, and finally warned: "You must be careful when the time comes."

"Okay." Colonel Rhodes was very grateful for his friend's concern, his eyes were bent a little, and he said with a smile, "I know, you too, by the way... where are you now?"

"Miami." Tony said lightly, "Mandarin's manor, here is a fake, I'm going to find the real deal."

"Really...Qi Li'an? You want to settle accounts with him?" Colonel Rhodes' face became a little strange, he put down the pen in his hand, put one hand on the table, and asked tentatively.

"Yes." Tony confirmed his friend's conjecture, and said lightly, "It's him, do you have any useful information?"

There's really something to this.

Colonel Rhodes hissed lightly, pulled his collar, and stuck out his tongue lightly, carefully considering his words.

"You know?" Tony was keenly aware of the difference between his friends.

"I really know something, but you don't need to look for him." Colonel Rhodes' voice sounded helpless, "Maybe you should go home and have a look."

A very unpleasant premonition suddenly rose in the old father's heart. He took a deep breath and asked very cautiously: "Why do you say that?"

"Hmm..." Colonel Rhodes licked his dry lips, a little embarrassed, "I was going to tell you just now, but I forgot, I have a small matter to deal with here, that is..."

"It's just that Ajiu has already caught that Qi Li'an. You may not believe it, but she was very angry and called the police."

"Speaking of that bastard Qi Li'an, Aunt Pepper who was trying to kidnap her... well... I always feel..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but there was no need to go on, the old father had already hung up the phone very neatly.

"I always feel..." Colonel Rhodes said to himself very emotionally, "That Qi Li'an's situation doesn't sound very good... Tsk!"

The old father had a sullen face, and his expression was not very friendly. Looking carefully, he vaguely hated iron for being weak.

Combined with the actual situation, probably it is not that the iron at home is not hard enough, or it may be that the small steel plate at home is too hard.

Whoever strikes will break it, it's not good enough, but as a father, he is still afraid that she will encounter someone who is a little harder than her.

"What's the matter?" Natasha came over after asking the information, and asked in surprise when she saw the old father's appearance.

Tony pursed his lips and briefly told her about the development of the matter.

Natasha laughed after hearing this, and felt distressed, relieved, and a little funny for a while, and lifted up a pile of adults on the ground, and raised her chin to the old father who was still thinking: "Let's go then, I can't wait to go back and see my little one."

"It belongs to my family."

The voice was heavy and powerful, and the old father looked at the agent's back and corrected him displeasedly from behind.

Back at Stark Villa, first heard a very happy laugh.

The old father stopped in his footsteps.

Natasha arranged for the Mandarin, so she came slowly, and saw the naive old father standing at the door and not going in, constantly changing his expression.

Too fierce for fear of scaring people, too gentle for fear of not being deterrent, and he was still talking to himself.

"This time, let this little bastard remember it firmly."

When Natasha came over, she just heard this sentence, and she couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

This made the old father's face a little uneasy, and his face was very majestic.

Agent Romanov stood a little ahead of him, vaguely saw what was going on in the living room, slightly raised his eyebrows, fiddled with his hair and nodded slightly, regretfully encouraging: "Come on."

Then he turned sideways to show the people behind him what he saw in front of him.

The little girl was holding a mobile phone and was talking fiercely to the other side. Miss Pepper stood aside and looked at her, holding a glass of milk thoughtfully in her hand, her eyes were gentle.

Sergeant Barnes was still taciturn, sitting quietly by the side, watching carefully, there was still a little bit of bewilderment in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

And Qi Lian...

He was watched by Sergeant Barnes, and he shrank away aggrieved. His face was gradually filled with traces like red-hot irons, but it was useless.

When he got closer, he realized that except for his face, his whole body had been firmly frozen by the hard ice, and the lines of the fire had not had time to spread, and they broke off with a "puchi" under the extreme air-conditioning.

He was the first to see Iron Man walking over, his mouth was still whimpering, and his eyes had suddenly exploded to the extreme, seeing the savior's light.

The author has something to say:

Thank you little angel Mrs. Ye Xiu, little angel of salted fish essence, little angel of wind and rain, and YeonDududu's nutrient solution!Let's have a cup of Bing Kuo Luo and watch the handsome widow sister ovo together

Qi Li'an: I have confirmed the eyes, it is a person who makes people's heart beat.

Seeing that a little angel was asking just now, let me also say something here.

I believe that many little angels have seen what happened today. Many wives are a little bit unable to write. I still have to write about v. After all, the original intention of writing this article is to give them a relatively happy ending. It’s also because I’ve been sad for a long time because I saw some words, and it also affected my state a bit. But fortunately, I have left some brain holes in the last few chapters. I can try my best to write first. I’ll ask the editor tomorrow to see what’s going on. Thank you little angels for your support, please don’t be too square, okay!