You have to cosplay even if you die!

Perinoa slammed her hand directly on the keyboard, barely hitting the Enter key to send out the pile of garbled characters.

Tony·Stark (520): QAQ you, are you Tony Stark himself?

Tony·Stark: Why, isn’t it obvious enough, if it’s the real person, why don’t I call Jarvis out so that you guys can communicate with each other that we haven’t contacted for a long time?

Tony·Stark (520): Wait, let me take it easy! ...Ahhhhh - Mister Stark! ! !

Tony·Stark: Wait, girl, I don't know your name yet?

Seeing this, Perinoya clutching her heart hesitated for less than a second, and canceled the vest she was currently wearing in the column of her identity.

Paranoia: QAQ So Mr. Stark, you came to see me today...?

It's the first time that a fan's product has been approached by the original owner since he was in the circle! ! !

The only thing she's lucky about now is that she didn't make fun of the forum's rules, and never posted a drama involving PG-17... probably.

Tony·Stark: Well... To put it simply, let you edit the article, replace the content that is easy to be criticized by circles, and then give me authorization.

Paranoia: ? ? ?

Paranoia: [What the hell?What's the matter? .jpg]

Paranoia: You are very polite about authorizing something. QAQ, most of our doujin products will only file for copyright if someone copies the meme. You are the master. In fact, I have already made preparations to delete the article.

Tony Stark: Oh?So nervous?Why don't we make an appointment to have dinner some other day, and then discuss today's affairs in person?

Paranoia:! ! !

Paranoia: Still not!Mr. Stark, where do you want to change, I will finish it for you in an hour!It's efficient! [Give the boss a cup of cappuccino.jpg]

Tony·Stark: Ha, I just like efficient kids.But don't be so anxious, send it to my mailbox before this Sunday.My email account you can contact Jarvis directly.

Paranoia: Well, Mr. Stark, can I ask one last question? [Fly rubbing hands.jpg]

Paranoia: What is your account?

Tony Stark: Oh?You said this is highlighted in red, and deleted the account coded in the brackets?

Paranoia: [crazy nod.jpg]

Tony·Stark: I spent a little effort to directly buy this forum called "Superhero & Villain Support Club", and changed part of the code in 10 minutes-to be honest, there is no technical content at all, and the forum server still has Technician, I think it's time to change another batch.

Paranoia: [died happily and peacefully.jpg]

Tony·Stark: Hello sweetheart?Are you okay, don't I need to call you an ambulance? (laugh)

The old driver Perinoya, who used to stay up late, rubbed her tired and sore eyes, and put on a satisfied smile.Because she was too excited, she only regarded her eyes as blurry, but she was too tired to pay attention to them.

However, surrounded by a happy atmosphere all over her body, Perinoa couldn't help feeling her back go limp, she closed her eyes and collapsed on her computer chair.

When she opened her eyes again——

Huh huh?Who pulled her switch? !

She doesn't really need an ambulance, does she? !

******

"Well, this is the private property owned by our eagle-eyed Mihawk? Doesn't it look good from the outside?"

The skirt with white floral patterns on a blue background dangles below her knees. The light makeup looks completely different from Natasha's usual dress. She walks with a friendly smile and walks with appropriate small steps. The two men beside her Without squinting, they seem to be two serious flower protectors.

"What the hell is this, Nata, you're actually reading comics?!" Hawkeye said embarrassingly, while trying to let himself ignore the feeling of being uncomfortable with Natasha's outfit.

"Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs." Steve said concisely, and his respect for the lady filled his eyes with appreciation at all times, and he also had a suitable distance to get along with each other.

"That's a good analogy, little sparrow." Natasha smiled at the corner of her mouth, meaning something.

The time without tasks is equivalent to a long vacation. Everyone will enjoy the vacation, even the patriotic, dedicated, reasonable and honest Captain America is no exception.

But the holiday has its beginning and its end, and Natasha patted the shoulders of the two gentlemen in home clothes regretfully, and took an envelope from her linen bag.

"Here, little sparrow, your next mission is the outsourcing service we have accepted—the other party has the qualifications to let us take care of it. The other party is a doctor who researches special medicine for mutants. The details are written in it."

"As for the captain's task, it's much more troublesome. It's a paid trip abroad?" Natasha bit the pronunciation of the word travel, obviously this couldn't be just a simple employee benefit.

******

The sudden darkness made Perinoa touch her eye sockets in disbelief. However, after thinking about it carefully two days ago, after using Yuedu for the final torture and mental attack, she has been feeling sore until today. eyes, this result seemed to make her accept it well... What a ghost!

Blind after one use? !Is the kaleidoscope Sharingan such a terrible thing? !

Perinoa panicked, and couldn't hold the mug firmly in her hand, and the warm milk spilled all over the floor.

Fortunately, the conversation with Mr. Stark has come to an end... I don't know if milk has spilled on her expensive mechanical keyboard...

"Xi, Xi Weier?"

After calming down a little, Perinoa tried to stand up.

Sudden blindness and intentionally closing your eyes are two very different things.

"Sister...? What's wrong with you?"

Xi Weier, who was watching TV, heard the sound, and the moment he saw Parinoa, he was keenly aware that there seemed to be something wrong with her eyes.

He quickly held his breath and shook his palm twice in front of Perinoa's slightly opened eyes, and found that Perinoa just tilted his head in doubt, and there was even more anxiety on his face than her.

Xi Weier choked with tears: "I told you to use the computer less and stop playing with the phone! It's all right now, I can't see it!"

Parinoa: "..."

According to the slight air current flowing in front of her, Perinoa quickly grabbed Xi Weier's little hand. Xi Weier paused, but sent his hand directly to Perinoa's arms.

Listening to the small sobs in her ears, Perinoa wiped away her bitter tears, and the panic of temporary blindness disappeared in an instant, and she only felt warm and warm in her heart.

As expected, I didn't hurt this brat for nothing!

"Don't cry, wipe it off, blame me for not explaining it directly to you, I guess it's because of the residual aftermath of using the mutant ability last time..."

Perinoa was in a hurry as if she was going to get the napkin on the table, but as soon as she stood up, she was pushed back by Xi Weier.

"Those who can't see should sit down obediently!" Wiping his face with his sleeve, Xi Weier was very confident at the moment, and directly changed the subject: "Then what do you want for dinner? I, I will go to Barton Mister, please help me."

"Don't be too busy, use a napkin to wipe your snot and tears—"

"belch--"

Perinoa shrugged slowly when she heard the loud running sound from embarrassment.

Well, from sobbing to hiccups.

As expected, Xi Weier was still a child.

The apartment under Hawkeye's name has only five floors in total, and almost every single or double apartment is a small apartment, so there are four or five such rooms on the first floor.

The three of them walked in the corridor on the second floor, towards the apartment that Hawkeye had purposely left for him.

Just at this time, Xi Weier, who stumbled and ran out blushing, bumped into Natasha.

On weekdays, let alone a child like Xi Weier, even during the New York War, it was Natasha who chose to "get close" to an alien, to be approached?nonexistent.

But because there are rooms on only one side of the corridor here, and the other side happens to be an open-air railing, a little bit of mottled rust crawls through the gaps in the railing, so Steve thoughtfully chose to walk on the outermost side.

Natasha had already noticed it when she opened the door—the force of pushing the door was not strong, and judging from the sound of footsteps that the other person was not tall—it was probably a child, and the possibility of a dwarf was negligible.

So I believe that the tenant chosen by Hawkeye doesn't want to wear this ladylike little skirt that she likes to do something like dodging quickly, which will raise the corners of the skirt. It doesn't matter if Natasha thinks about hugging a child, let alone She also likes children.

"It's really earned by you, Xi Weier." Hawkeye knew who it was when he saw the opened door, so he whistled.

The short black hair flashed past him, and when Xavier stood firm, he looked here with his slightly confused eyes, even Hawkeye couldn't hold back, and rubbed like Perinoa. Rub the top of the child's head.

"Woo——Mr. Barton! Give way!" Xi Weier got straight to the point, ignoring someone's recollection of the hand that disturbed his hairstyle again.

"Huh? Tell my sister what's wrong? Why are you running so fast?" Natasha slapped Hawkeye's hand off before squatting down. Her kind (?) smile won the children's goodwill, "Don't worry , speak slowly."

"Where's your sister?" Thinking of a girl who had left a deep impression on him, Steve couldn't help teasing the boy in front of him.

"My sister is in a bit of trouble...I'm going to the convenience store next door to buy some bento for dinner!"

"Well, what's the matter with Perinoa?" Hawkeye obviously took care of the siblings more because of certain things, so he asked one more question immediately.

"Syver!" Perinoa pushed open the door and raised her voice helplessly to remind, "Mr. Barton has guests now, right? I can still make a call for takeaway, come back quickly."

Steve looked at her unfocused eyes and frowned.

"Huh—Parinoa?" Natasha called out Perinoa's name softly and slowly, but when she quickly turned her head to look in her direction, she paid attention a little.

Parinoya is also very surprised here, although she did hear a nice young lady's voice outside the door just now, losing her eyesight has sharpened her other senses, but except for Natasha Apart from her own voice, she really didn't hear any other noises.

It should be said that apart from Mr. Steve, even Mr. Button's footsteps were very vague.

Steve was not a professional agent after all, of course he couldn't do it, and he wouldn't quietly integrate into his work habits in his life.

What makes Parinoa's mutant powers most valuable is the various skills that come with it when the interpretation is established and she empathizes with the characters.

It's as if the observation method she uses now comes from the habitual observation angle that an excellent killer cultivated by a certain family will subconsciously choose.

Although she couldn't see it, she still looked at her direction firmly, her emerald green pupils didn't blink - Natasha stood up calmly, and walked towards Steve.

However, Perinoa's eyes moved with her.

This keen insight seems a bit difficult?

Natasha didn't stop the siblings, they just said hello and went back to their apartment.She cast a watchful glance at Hawkeye, who belatedly touched the bridge of his nose suspiciously.

"The fishing you mentioned a few days ago, the captain said it failed?"

"Ah——an agent sent by the other party was destroyed by some means, and even the follower was withdrawn later." Hawkeye paused, and waved his hand in disgust, like I don't want to bring up this topic, "However, the other party's whereabouts have been exposed a little. At present, I can only know that there should be some actions recently."

"Honestly, it's not nutritious, Clint," Steve said honestly, regretting the way the whole thing had turned out.

Natasha covered her face with a smile, her eyes were polite yet mocking, and there was a subtlety of looking at her own stupid son in the mocking.

Hawkeye: ...

The author has something to say: Hawkeye: I’m so angry, you’re all targeting me [把表.jpg]

Tony: There are sons, daughters and wives, who is not aimed at you? [/doge]

Steve: ...I'm sorry, but the reconsideration is upstairs.

Natasha: Reconsideration upstairs +1.

******

I have watched movies countless times, and the captain is very polite to Natasha, a super gentleman! ! !

But let's make a joke: the emotional line of the Super British movie [Smoke.jpg]