[Comprehensive] Wine is fine

Tony's life is not the most important one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s mission goals, on the contrary Stark Industries not going bankrupt is their most important one.Of course, it would be more beneficial for them to have Tony alive, and they had cooperated at any rate.Just now Miss Potts was just telling her that Tony didn’t know what he was doing recently. She asked Natasha that Potts knew less than she and Howard. I'm just a little worried.

"You made your house look like this?"

As soon as Yanxuan entered the door, she was stunned by Tony's major renovation of the room. From the entrance of the door, everything touched by Tony was connected to a line that she didn't know why, a bit like a big spider weaving at the place where she was on a previous mission. Out of the dense spider web.

"Oh, I will call the decoration team to repair the house in a few days." Tony didn't come up at all, he directly talked to Yan Xuan through the big hole in the middle of the basement and the first floor, "You came just in time, I remember your hand Very stable? Come and help me."

Fortunately, Tony knew to keep the stairs, otherwise Yan Xuan would have to jump down from the hole in the middle.

"Do you know why I came here?" Yan Xuan was really angry when she thought of this, she always felt that Tony had at least a little sense of proportion!I didn't expect that such a big event would not be revealed to them at all this time!Neither she nor Howard knew about his situation, but it was S.H.I.E.L.D. who discovered this situation first?The intelligence network of S.H.I.E.L.D. really spreads all over the place.

Tony's eyes drifted away, and he avoided the question wittily, just beckoning her to come over and twist the wrench for him.He really doesn't want to mention the fact that he is not as strong as Yanxuan as a big man, but she is not only strong but also steady, which makes the next operation easier.

"I'll turn on the machine later, and there will be a light coming out of it. You have to aim here." Tony pointed to the triangle placed on the wall and fixed there. He originally wanted to say the ray, but he was afraid of Yanxuan. The guy couldn't understand this, "Let the light aim at its edge, and I'll charge it." He also put on sunglasses for Yanxuan to prevent her eyes from being hurt later.

"I think this thing is a little dangerous."

As soon as it was turned on, the light quietly shot a hole in the wall. She tried to move the wrench, and the boxes on the opposite side fell to the ground neatly, and the things inside rolled everywhere.She lowered her head and glanced at it, and the cut surface was as neat as a knife.

"For the sake of my house...can you move it to its location quickly?"

Yanxuan's hand was really steady. After getting familiar with the strength of the movement, she stared at the position, made a forceful move and then paused, watching the triangle start to light up steadily.Is this what he was talking about?Tony beside him whispered 'yeah' a little excitedly. After waiting for a while, he turned off the machine and used tweezers to pick up the little triangle.

"So you survived?"

Tony happily answered Yan Xuan's question.

"Maybe he can live a long time."

"That's good. I don't think we're going to the ring much anymore. Let's go now."

It's over, life is not long...

Steve is skillfully re-wrapping the portrait in brown paper, thanks to his art studies in the academy before joining the army, he still remembers how to wrap the portrait without damaging it.This is Howard, how could he not be so careful?Although he still doesn't know why Howard turned into a portrait, and Howard also avoided talking about this issue.

"The agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. should still be guarding outside. You can ask them to take you to Nick, the guy who brought me here just now. Yan Xuan can return the portrait. She knows people from S.H.I.E.L.D."

This is the last sentence Howard said to him. He seemed to hear the call from the other side of the portrait, and finally had to leave here early.To be honest, they chatted for a long time, and after Steve went out, he realized that it was already night outside, the square was crowded with tourists, and everything was not as lively as the city he remembered.

"Captain, there are too many people here, we have to go over there and take a car to leave here."

The agent beside him who had changed the nurse's uniform pointed in one direction. Someone from them had emptied the place before, but the captain had talked with the unknown guy for too long, and those people had already left here.A few people who passed by them also looked curiously at Steve who was standing there at a loss. His appearance and figure were completely in line with the sexual fantasies of anyone with normal aesthetics.

"It's really a peaceful age..."

"Have you seen "A Tale of Two Cities"?" The agent who heard Steve talking to himself casually chatted with Steve on this topic. This is also one of the tasks assigned by the superior, so that Captain America adapt to this society.

"The Dickens book?" Steve asked, looking away from the nearby neon sign. He had read the book.

"That's it, and there's a passage in it that fits the world right now. It's the best of times, it's the worst of times; it's the age of wisdom, it's the age of foolishness; it's the season of light , is also a dark season; it is the spring of hope, it is also the winter of despair; people have everything before them, and they have nothing before them; people are on the road to heaven, and people are walking to the gates of hell."

The agent led him around the crowd, and even noticed that he was looking at the street performers with curious eyes, deliberately walking full of feet, and finally got into the car.

"This world used to be the same as it is now. We are peaceful here, but there is always war in the distance. Captain, there are many things in this world that you need to be familiar with. Are you going to SHIELD or the director? The prepared apartment, or go to the place that Miss Yan said?"

Steve is a little reserved, the car under his ass and the agents who are watching his movements all the time are as unusual to him as the people watching him after he has just been injected with serum.

"Go to Yanxuan's place. Please, ma'am."

"You're our S.H.I.E.L.D. idol." So it's really no trouble serving you. "You can look at the scenery on the road, these things may be very unusual to you. If you need, we can even send someone to tell you what is what." Agent in the driver's seat that Steve can't see Biting her tongue a bit tangled, did she say something wrong?Or she talked too much, and she always felt that she might annoy the captain.

"No, thank you anyway." Steve still rejected her proposal. After all, it was the first time they met today, and the only people he knew so far were Yanxuan and Howard. Assuring him that these people were trustworthy he still couldn't believe them.

"Okay, Captain."

Steve took the portrait and got out of the car, and Yan Xuan gave him a key before leaving, allowing him to live with her temporarily if he didn't want to go to S.H.I.E.L.D.He wanted to refuse at first, after all, no matter how he lived under the same roof with a lady, he always felt that there would be rumors spreading, but he was not very relieved about those guys, so he chose this place in the end.

The house in front of him was not lit, Steve hesitated and opened the door with the portrait.Howard told him not to expose him, and if he couldn't trust these agents, just leave it to Yan Xuan.The room was dark enough, only the faint moonlight outside illuminated the area at the door when the door was opened. At any rate, it was a system strengthened by serum. He squinted his eyes and found the switch on the wall.

With a 'click', the light came here.Steve closed the door carefully. He didn't know if there was no one in the room, whether Yan Xuan was asleep or the other party hadn't come back yet. It's better to keep quiet.It looks very deserted here, with empty tea tables and empty dining tables, only a lot of colorful cushions thrown on the sofa in the corner, making it look like there are still people living here.He stared at the portrait for a while and put it on the sofa. It always felt that Howard was lying down.

"I also said who was in the house. Have you finished talking with Howard?"

There was no sound of the door opening just now, and Steve only realized that there was someone behind him when Yan Xuan was speaking.He saw that Yan Xuan didn't know where he had received the gun, turned around and went to the restaurant to get two bottles of beer and threw them to him.

"After sleeping for so long, I guess you don't feel much sleepy, so join me for a drink."

"Instructor, have you experienced something? I always feel that your tone of voice is no longer as casual as before."

Steve is very perceptive. It turned out that when Yan Xuan was their instructor, she could say all kinds of pornographic jokes, and she was even willing to joke with them.But this time, the Yan Xuan he saw all restrained the original sense of casualness, and the whole person became unusually calm and calm, and occasionally made a witty sentence or two, but compared to the original time... .... Really too much less.

It turned out that the eyes that were jokingly called by friends like the night were looking straight at him like that, making Steve, who hadn't seen her for a long time, inexplicably flustered.Did he say something wrong?

"Anyway, I have to tell you, why not tell you at this time." Steve watched Yanxuan squeeze the soda can in his hand, took it and put it in the trash can, and made Yanxuan laugh and tease After a moment, "Surely virtuous Steve."

He didn't answer, Yanxuan's appearance clearly meant to tell a long story, and he wanted to listen to this story carefully.Howard said that Yan Xuan has been awake for more than ten years, working as a mercenary outside for others, and there may be other things...

"Did Howard tell you that me and my ex-Soviet partners killed him and his wife?"

Yan Xuan also pointed at herself, as if she didn't see Steve's shocked expression at all.

The author has something to say: I went out to have dinner with my high school friends today...I have already returned from my hometown

She knew that I was writing on the Internet, and said that if I wanted to write about her, I was free to ask her for any details.

So let's take it as a short story.

This good friend has a high IQ and is suffering from a mental illness. Last time she told me that she didn’t think too much like before, and now she told me that the symptoms were obvious after diagnosis.Of the two of us, one is physically sick and the other is mentally sick. We really deserve to be good friends_(:з」∠)_

She also studies philosophy, saying that the more she reads, the easier it is to fall into the thoughts of the sages, and the easier it is to understand their thoughts.Fortunately, she found a boyfriend who was two years older than her and much more sensible than her.The guy reads with her, goes to events with her, and even drags her out of her when she's struggling.I'm so glad to hear that! ! ! ! !

Her family and friends all know her situation, and her family is even pessimistic, but she and us are more optimistic, thinking that her boyfriend can help her.During the meal during the day, she couldn’t help but talk about Kant with me [Lao-management couldn’t understand what she was talking about] Fortunately, she stopped in time and said that she would talk to the male ticket after going home.

During the Chinese New Year, she also had to go to the male ticket's house to celebrate the New Year. It happened to be Valentine's Day before New Year's Eve, so she felt like stuffing dog food into her mouth.

So the question is, why are smart people always not tolerated by this world?