[Comprehensive Yingmei] Very good, this is very Tom Su

episode32

Tony is in the laboratory analyzing the scope of Aim's past activities, trying to find the most likely new nest location by satellite.It wasn't that hard, especially after Jarvis figured out where the production line for robots that could pretend to be bartenders was located, and everything seemed to come online.

It's a bit scary to say, when this group of robots came in after replacing the original bartenders, the Avengers didn't know anything about it, and could only say that this was a long-planned action.However, judging from the final outcome, if their purpose is only to cause a commotion, it would be too much work. You must know that making more than [-] magical creatures is not as simple as adopting pets.

So what exactly do they get out of it?

Tony stared blankly at the robotic arm on the table until there was a knock on the door.

"Hey, Tong En, good morning, how is your health?"

"It's almost recovered yesterday, no problem. Although I'm a weaker person, as long as I don't get kissed by a dementor directly and take my soul away, it's fine."

"That's good," Tony nodded, and looked at the parts again. There was no sound of footsteps gradually going away, which made him raise his eyes in surprise, "Is there anything else?"

Tong En wanted to think of a more tactful excuse, but Tony asked directly, and simply stated the reason: "You should remember that Sisko used a special weapon when he helped Barry recover his speed in Central City. The metal wand of the ability acts as a lightning rod... That thing is amazing, it has the ability to control the weather at will, he later emailed me all the data needed for that invention, I was thinking..."

"You want to make one too? Cookie, do you know how dangerous it is to play with fairy sticks?"

"No matter how dangerous it is, it can't compare with being helpless in the face of the disaster of the day before yesterday and waiting to suffer."

"There are Avengers protecting you during working hours. After work, well, with your wizard father, I think you should be safe. Last time was just an accident." Tony didn't even look at her, and firmly opposed it, which made Tong En I can't tell if I have suffering, which adds to the irritability.

She raised her voice a little, and said to Tony word by word: "No, that's not it, you and I both know that it was premeditated, although the purpose is still unknown. I, need, want, magic, wand, the, force , Quantity, Tony. This way I can also help, and I will no longer be a drag on you."

Tony finally stopped splitting the circuit board in his hand, straightened up, changed into a comfortable standing position, faced her, curled his lips, and smiled frivolously: "Guess who realizes the importance of strength now?"

She was speechless.

"That's not like Tony, I'm going to use it for good, to protect myself."

"Oh, believe me, it's the same, strength is so important, whether you admit it or not, you think so in the bottom of your heart Tong En, at least, it's like this now," he curled his lips, "It's a pity you gave up early on Become a witch, otherwise a real wand must be more fun. I've always wanted to study how it works, but it's a pity that the curmudgeon uncle Sephus won't agree!"

Tong En squeezed out a helpless smile and shrugged: "Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world."

Tony stared at her fixedly, took something out of his trouser pocket and threw it to her casually.Tong En caught it quickly, and opened his palm, it was Tony's ID card.

"The bottom floor is my warehouse, where you can find almost everything you need to make a small toy. Remember not to mess with my collection, some of them are very dangerous. The index system can help you find them."

"You are..."

"That's right, go tinker with fairy sticks, Miss Witch, if you can do it independently, it's not in vain to learn physics." He waved Tong En away impatiently.

"Don't worry, I won't demolish the building every 5 minutes and explode every 10 minutes."

Tong En gesticulated and blew a kiss to him, and closed the door with a smile. The speed was so fast that Tony didn't realize it for a while.

...Wait, is this damn girl mocking him?

Holding a large pile of spare parts and materials looted from Tony's basement, Tong En checked the list given to her by Sisko, boarded the elevator, and prepared to go to the vacant studio on the 99th floor to use first. He bumped into Steve who had just come out of Tony's studio.

Steve only had time to hold onto Tong En, who was slippery, when the diode and the metal block dropped from his hands and fell to the ground with a clang.

"Hey buddy! I need quiet... oops, you pose... Steve you owe this little girl a dance."

Tony, who poked his head out impatiently, looked up and down the two people who were hugging each other, silently swallowed his complaints, and did not forget to give Steve a sly smile.

"Don't come here, you know I can't dance," Steve rolled his eyes helplessly like Natasha, and silently let go.

"Thank you, just put it here."

Tong En instructed him to carry the large and small objects to a remote laboratory at the end of the porch, leaning on the large workbench and smiling gratefully at him.

"Are you researching something? Tony asked you to help?" He calmly glanced at the ID card tightly held in Tong En's hand and asked.

"No, it's not, the situation is a bit complicated...I'm trying to replicate that wand using the data Sisko gave me."

Steve's performance was no better than Tony's. He froze for a moment, not hiding the worry in his eyes: "It's okay... Maybe there's something wrong."

Tong En put down the blueprint, her voice was terribly low and calm.

"You suspect that I can't control it."

"Right...ah no, of course not! Why do you think so, I'm just worried that you will have problems, such as burning the workbench or something." Steve nodded first and then shook his head, his frank thoughts were completely exposed to her In front of her, she was so clumsy and straightforward that she couldn't get angry at all.

Thinking of this, she smiled helplessly: "Big man, you are so cute and silly. Don't worry, it's just a picture of a gourd. It's not difficult. If it doesn't work, I will ask Tony for help... If you are laughed at, you will be laughed at. In order to be able It's nothing to protect yourself."

"If you really need self-defense skills, I mean, if necessary, you can actually master some fighting skills," he frowned, staring at the blueprint on the table with an indescribable sense of distrust. Will something as small as a pointer become useless once folded, "Personally, I still feel that my skills, such as physical attacks, can never go wrong."

"Well... that's true, Tony and Sam's equipment has broken down hundreds of times."

"Natasha's hand-to-hand combat is the best among all the women I know. Although... ahem, sometimes it's a little cruel. If you're flexible enough, you can ask her to teach you a few moves."

"Flexibility has always been something I'm not good at. It's a family tradition. We never use our hands when we can use our mouths and brains." Tong En sighed resignedly and raised his forehead. "The two men in our family...according to game terms, both It belongs to the remote output."

"Your brother is also a..."

"Yes, his name is Aiden, one of the few talented wizards in our family's history." She lowered her eyes and said softly, "If you don't mind, can you move elsewhere? I'm about to start work."

"of course."

Steve nodded, made a gesture of letting go, stepped back outside the door, quietly watched the girl with tight lips and soft profile, and couldn't help but speak again.

"It's hard, isn't it?" he said. "It's hard to grow up in such an environment. Only you are different."

Tong En raised her face in surprise, not knowing what to say.

"You've done a good job. Although you chose a different path, fortunately it's a path that makes you happy. You made it, and I'm happy for you." He rubbed his hands and held the door frame, Said casually, "...See you at lunch?"

She finally showed a gentle and bright smile, shallow pear holes, and curved eyes with shimmering eyes.

"See you at lunch."

The door was closed in response, and Tong En's smile gradually weakened when Steve's figure disappeared.

Lunch time is still so peaceful, everyone takes care of each other, hands out dishes, and is as intimate as a real family.

Of course, it's not like this every moment. For example, Hulk couldn't control it and hit Clint's face opposite with a loud, very flavorful burp.

"Oh!! I refuse to sit opposite the Hulk in the future...really..."

Wanda hooked her hands casually, and a can of blue air freshener floated to Clint from the wooden storage shelf by the door.The latter took it, ignoring that the others were still eating, and bombarded Hulk's plate indiscriminately.

"Trust me, if you sit next to him you'll be squeezed into a taco." The voice came from Thor next to Hulk.

[Gentlemen, there seems to be a package delivery person waiting outside the door. 】

Jarvis' voice sounded at the right time, interrupting the daily disputes of the three iron stomachs.

The Avengers put down their knives and forks at the same time, looked left and right, and focused their eyes on one point.

"You could just go get some air," Tony teased viciously.

"Okay," he resignedly dropped the tablecloth and got up, "It's best not to let me find out that it's the online shopping package of you ladies."

After a while, Clint took the elevator back to the top floor with a large bouquet of roses, and whistled lightly.

"Someone is very lucky recently! Look, fresh roses! The recipient is our lovely lady wrench."

"Thank you for calling me by the wrong name again...Wait, what was given to me is not wrong!" Tong En got up, put everyone's dinner plates together, and opened the black tea bag by the way, not taking his words to heart at all superior.

"yooooo~"

The gossip-eating crowd started to move, and Wanda happily ran to Clint's side, smiling briskly like an innocent little girl, buried her face in the flowers, and took a deep breath.

"A rose has thorns just like you—your fiancé?" Taking advantage of her inattention, Clint quickly pulled the card from the bouquet, and paused when he read the signature, "Tong En, you actually have a fiancé?!"

Tong En's movement of making tea obviously faltered, her almond eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

"what?"

"Your 'fiancé' sent you flowers, honey."

He made the shape of a quotation mark with his fingers, gestured twice wickedly, and smiled like a child.

"Impossible! I don't know why."

"Then who sent it?"

The Avengers looked at her a little strangely.

Steve looked at her a little strangely.

Clint stared at her with a look that seemed to say "make it up, keep making it up".

Tong En felt a little headache, wiped his hands, walked forward quickly, and snatched the card.

"Where would I know, who is still engaged at this age? Why don't I... Oh," she glanced at the handwriting and closed her mouth, "hellyes, of course I know who this guy is."

Tong En sneered while holding the small card in his palm.

She stared carefully at the people around the dining table, searching one face after another, and finally settled on Clint holding flowers.

"Come on out, I know you're here, it's not funny, honey."