[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

Smart butler: "Sir."

Smart butler: "Sir."

Tony Stark's disconnected consciousness, as if being pulled by someone, suddenly returned to his mind.

He was lying in a pile of snow, and at first glance he thought he had reached a snow mountain.Not far away is a huge litter box, on which stands a black cat, twice his size, licking its paws gracefully.

Tony: I woke up the wrong way.

The smart butler installed in the armor told him calmly and gently: "Sir, your coma time lasted 7 hours and 23 minutes. During this period, you automatically dealt with environmental threats 9 times. Most of them were some curious animals. The temperature outside the armor is 2 Celsius, the temperature inside the armor is 27 degrees Celsius, the armor has 42% energy remaining, your coordinates are located in Queens, New York, and a distress signal is being sent continuously. The strange thing is that I can't access the Avengers Building for help, sir."

Tony: "My leg hurts."

Butler: "You are seriously injured, sir, I suggest you stay where you are and wait for rescue."

Tony: "And I really want to eat."

Of course the artificial butler heard his gurgling stomach growls, but the growls started to subside now, probably because he was too hungry to feel it.

Steward: "You have fought for three days and three nights, sir, you should replenish water and food as soon as possible."

Tony blinked slowly, trying to clear his mushy brain: "Who am I fighting?"

Steward: "I recorded the video. Would you like to watch it now?"

Tony: "Wait."

He relies on the motion of the armor to get himself up, his body is fucking exploding in pain.Has he arrived in the kingdom of giants?He opened his palm and shot out a small wave of shock beams, hitting the trash can with a "ding", and the black cat on the trash can ran away with a meow.

The palm-sized steel ball staggered, took two steps with difficulty in the snow above the waist, and then flew up tremblingly.

Tony: "What time is it?"

Butler: "Eleven at night, sir."

It's not too late, why are all the 24-hour convenience stores on the street closed?

The whole street was dead silent.He drilled a small hole in the glass door of the convenience store, leaned over and flew in.

Tony was hungry and thirsty, with blood dripping from his forehead, he flew to the shelf and tore open a small bun, ahhhhhhhh he took a big bite.

Tony: "...the smell is definitely out of date."

He ate too fast and had no water to drink, so he was choked and the bread crumbs flew around.If there are outsiders at this time, they will see a small gold-red iron ball sitting on the shelf coughing and shaking, spraying bread crumbs out.

Tony Stark can't think of a worse situation than this, holding a steamed bun in his hand, without a drop of oil in the dish...

The butler said distressedly: "Slow down, sir."

Tony gulped down the dry and hard bread, feeling quite ashamed: "Tell me you didn't see this scene, J."

The butler obediently said, "I will delete the memory file named 'Iron Man Steals Bread'. Sir, there are people within 500 meters of you."

Tony dropped the expired bread that he hadn't eaten yet, and with his left hand, he made a hole in the mineral water bottle next to him, and took two mouthfuls to quench his thirst.

Then he activated the weapon system all over his body, squatting vigilantly behind the shelf.

When he figured out what was going on, he'd pay the bill.He estimated that he would take down the entire convenience store and ask them to clean up all the expired food that should be cleared.

He saw a huge figure appearing at the door.

The man was wearing a bloated thick cotton coat, scarf, sunglasses, hat, and gloves, covering his whole body tightly, and there was a suspicious STK atmosphere all over his body.

On her chest, she was carrying a cute little red schoolbag.

The giant wandered around the door slowly, crouched on the ground and searched for it. Then, before Tony could see clearly, the door lock of the convenience store clicked open, and he opened the door and walked in.

Tony: "Recharge your weapon to 100%."

Steward: "According to your automatic defense during the coma, it is 100% probably able to knock out the front teeth of a giant dog, sir."

Tony: "400%."

The steel ball buzzed in the dark, its eyes lit up like two tiny flashlights, and Tony had to bury himself in a pile of loose potato chips.

The giant walked back and forth between the shelves, seemingly holding a mobile phone in his hand.At first, Tony thought he was just a guy who came to steal a convenience store, but the guy wandered around for a long time, as if he was looking for something, and refused to leave.

Butler: "Do you want to increase the strength of the SOS signal, sir?"

Tony panted slightly: "Okay."

One of his eyes was smeared with blood, and half of his body was numb with pain. In this kind of injury, the ideal state is not to have a conflict.

However, when the housekeeper turned the signal strength to the maximum, the STK paused, walked straight towards the pile of potato chips, took the small shovel for potato chips, and started shoveling around.

Tony: "OK."

He made a decisive decision, the light beam in his palm was fully charged in an instant, and a light cannon with a power of 400% blasted towards the small shovel in the opponent's hand with a "bang"!

He planned to run away after intimidating the opponent, but someone moved faster than him.Two thin rope-like things shot out from the man's little red schoolbag, abruptly lifting his muzzle towards the ceiling!

The fluorescent lights above their heads shattered.

Tony looked at the thing wrapped around his iron arm: "...spider silk?"

Look at another thing that is tied to yourself, it seems to be a grappling hook?

Then a voice he was so familiar with sounded: "Stark, is that you?!"

He just watched a round American team crawl out of the red schoolbag, land on the loose potato chips with a puff, and then run towards him with difficulty moving its short legs.

Whether Tony admits it or not, at this moment, he realized what the group of young people in the Avengers often said-"I feel at ease when I see the captain."

Tony was dizzy for a while, and the blood on his forehead was about to flow into his mouth: "J, I feel like I can't stand it anymore."

The butler said gently: "The unconscious automatic defense system has been turned off, sir."

Tony: "I just want to ask one last question."

Steward: "Please, sir."

He looked at the American team ball rolling over the mountains in the potato chips, followed by a little spider ball who yelled "Mr. Stark, Mr. Stark", and said, "I didn't look in the mirror just now, please tell me I am not as round as they are."

housekeeper:"……"

Tony held on to the last waking consciousness: "...delete."

Butler: "...the memory file named 'Iron Man is a fat ball' has been deleted, sir."

Joe Ward stood in a fragment of light tubes on the ground, not daring to move, until Captain America and Spider Ball helped the small golden-red iron ball to its side.

The US team looked up and shouted at him: "Language!"

Joward: "Huh?"

Spider Ball quickly made a limping movement, and Joe Ward understood: "Is he injured?"

No, I don't know how the injury is, so I have to go back quickly.

He carefully picked up the iron ball and put it in the small schoolbag.In the small schoolbag, there was still a ball of flannelette specially used for cat litters. When he saw the bat ball buried half of his body in it, he seemed to be so hot that his sharp ears were soft.

As soon as he touched the iron ball, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a little bonus points entered on the phone screen.

So the heart-piercing zero turned into a somewhat heart-piercing one.

He didn't expect his first mission "SOS signal on Beacon Street" to be completed so easily, and he didn't expect that the SOS signal was sent by Iron Man who was shrunk into a ball.

Joward carefully gathered the messy loose potato chips, opened the door of the convenience store, and walked out.Just now, the bat ball didn't know what to use to help him open the lock, but now the whole ball is hanging on the doorknob, and the lock is locked again.

I just don't know what the shopkeeper will think when he comes back tomorrow and sees a small round hole on the door.

"I'm lucky today."

Joward shrank his head in the cold wind, and cautiously walked towards the clinic against the corner.The time is now close to 12 o'clock, but he has not encountered any troubles along the way. He is very lucky in New York, where ghosts and snakes are rampant.

He just sighed in his heart, when he heard the dull sound of beating and the slight cry on the verge of death from the dark alley next to him.

Noway.

Joe Ward paused for a few seconds, the cold New York night wind blowing into his scarf.The red schoolbag on his chest was bulging, and there were three huddled superheroes in it.Batball wasn't happy to be huddled with them, and had already scouted the way with his little grapple gun.

Because of the cold, the lid of the schoolbag was closed tightly.

"It's not that I don't care about Iron Man's injuries, I'll take a look first. If the situation is not good, I'll call the police at most..."

As soon as he convinced himself, the spider ball stopped because of the feeling, pushed the cover with both hands, and stretched out a small head to take a look.

And of course, Good Neighbor Spider-Man hears the cries for help.

Spider-Man: "Chick Chi Chi Chi?!?"

Joward: "Spidey?!"

It was too late to say it, and Joe Ward didn't even finish calling his nickname, when he saw a red ball ejected from his schoolbag!

The thin spider silk was accurately stuck to the lamppost on the opposite side of the street, and the little spider swung into the dark corner of the alley.

There was only a muffled sound, and the little red ball that had just swung into the corner of the alley bounced back like a baseball hit by a home run.

"...Uh, what the hell, a toy flew over?" the tattooed ruffian wondered.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a little red thing flying towards him, and he whipped it out with the baseball bat in his hand.At this moment, he got out of the alley and saw clearly the running from the opposite side... Isn't it a perverted STK...?

"You fucking lost the toy?" he asked.

The dark alley corner was like a trash can that had been kicked over, and a bunch of people poured out with a clatter.

It's not good for you to hit anyone, but you actually hit Xiaojiju!

Didn't you see that he was still a child!

Joward exploded in an instant, and almost flew over to pick it up. While stuffing the little spider back into the red schoolbag, he also sent himself to the feet of the tattooed thug.

He yelled, "Cap!"

The US team, who just leaned out to pick up the little spider, sent himself to Joe Ward very tacitly.

Joe Ward threw the US team like a rolling ball, towards the direction of the hooligans pouring across the street: "Go, Captain!"

...How come this line sounds familiar.

Can't handle that much anymore!

Joe Ward shouted: "One minute!"

The reward points you just got - forget it if you can't keep them!

The tall and strong blue back stands in the cold night of New York where the hero has not returned.

The well-known five-pointed star on his chest frightened all the hooligans who were stuck in the alley corner.His eyes are as blue as the purest ocean, and the deepest part of it is the distant years of war.

The mild-mannered superhero pursed his lips and looked at the dying old homeless man in the alley corner.Just now, this group of hooligans were beating the begging old man while live broadcasting it on their mobile phones.

He frowned and said, "Don't you guys grow old one day?"

What is very different from the gentle reprimand is the fist that is as heavy as a truck!

It is also within a few seconds at the same time.

Joe Ward didn't have time to watch the US team beat up people. There was a thick tattooed rogue in front of him. When he rushed to pick up the little spider, Joe Ward had already lost his focus.At this moment, the opponent raised his foot and kicked him on the waist, and he immediately rolled twice on the ground, rolling all the way to the trash can across the road before stopping.

The poor little doctor has fought with cats since he was a child, and he is almost osteoporotic. This kick directly swollen his waist.

While protecting the red schoolbag on his chest, Joward gasped for air and tried to get up.

He looked down and saw that the buckle of the red schoolbag had been snapped open. Although he had just forced the little spider into it, the little golden-red iron ball seemed to have rolled out...! !

The tattooed ruffian picked up the iron ball, thinking that this perverted STK was still a child at heart, and brought a pack of toys to travel around at night.

Joward was in a hurry: "Stop!"

The place where he fell was an unfinished shop, with the tools used by the day's workers tucked under the cluttered wooden shelves.He fumbled around and found a chainsaw. With a "buzz--", the rumbling sound of the chainsaw resounded throughout the street.

He said tremblingly, "I'll say it again, give it back to me!"

I saw that pervert who was wearing a bloated cotton coat and wrapped himself in a scarf, hat and sunglasses like an STK, muttering (buried under the scarf and inaudible) nonsense, and swiping the chainsaw madly towards him...

Tattoo hooligan: "..."

Captain America: "..."

Other hooligans beaten by the US team: "..."

Mom, it seems a little scary...

Seeing that Joe Ward was about to rush in front of the tattooed ruffian, a row of ultra-miniature bat darts were neatly tied to the tattooed ruffian's trousers—a leg of the tattooed ruffian's trousers instantly caught fire!

"Fuck!" The tattooed ruffian jumped and hit, rolling around in the snow, completely ignoring Joe Ward and the little iron ball in his hand.

Joe Ward quickly grabbed the iron ball back, and at the same time, a black bat ball fell silently on his shoulder, and he was torturing the miserable one in the backpack with a cold look of disapproval, and was hit by a stick. Dizzy and tinnitus little spider.

Captain America's skills are very good, and when Joe Ward touched the chainsaw, all seven or eight hooligans in the alley were knocked down.

He looked back and saw Joward sitting on the ground with a chainsaw in his hands. He was taken aback, stepped over a few steps, and pulled the little doctor up.

Joward hissed, "It hurts..."

Captain America immediately squatted down, let his upper body lie on his lap, and quickly checked: "Where is the injury? Is there any fracture?"

In the end, he was taken aback for a moment, why did he feel that Joe seemed... so small...?

He matched his eyes with the bat ball standing on Joward's shoulder, and he knew that the other party must have felt this way too.

In fact, Joward's height is not considered short, and he can be in his early 180s wearing shoes. It's just that the US team and Batman's 188cm male god standard height, coupled with the huge visual difference in the Q version form, made them appear small to each other. The illusion of being small.

Although it was an illusion, Captain America's tone immediately softened by eight degrees, as if coaxing a kitten: "Are you okay, Joe?"

The face of the all-American male god is close at hand, and Joe Ward's eyes are wandering: "It seems to be almost 1 minute..."

Captain America immediately lowered the corners of his mouth in distress, but his ocean-like eyes were filled with a gentle smile: "Yes, it would be great if I could have time to chat with you."

Hearing this, Joward's eyes became even more chaotic.

As simple as the US team, they only feel that Joe Ward is still in a state of shock and has not recovered; but the bat ball disguised as a human-shaped self-propelled cannon Bruce Wayne is slowly coming back.

Bat Ball: ...This guy is going to die instantly again...