When a superhero becomes a stickman

Relying on Spider-Man's extremely keen hearing, Peter quickly found the wrong wall, and with the help of Iron Man's armor, a very narrow and dark secret passage appeared in front of everyone.

Little Peter laughed like a flower, but Harry obviously didn't want to stand beside this silly white sweet flower as a green leaf, and he was about to walk in.

As it should be, high school graduates are held by the collar of Iron Man's powerful arms...

Carried it back like a chicken.

Tony held Harry's expensive shirt by the collar, put him in a corner, and said patiently in a coaxing tone: "The grown-ups follow behind when they are exploring the way. Be good."

Harry raised his gloomy eyes, and looked at Mr. Stark who once again regarded him as a brat in front of him with hatred.

Who knows that this gentleman tried to call them brothers just to prove his youth a month ago.

He stepped back and waited for the professionals to open the way.

However, Tony's dislike for the two of them obviously didn't stop there.He frowned and glanced at the agent behind him: "Is there someone who is free and willing to send these two high school students home to do their homework?"

Peter said helplessly: "We have graduated from high school, Mr. Stark."

Tony frowned at them for a moment.

"...Is anyone willing to send these two kids who graduated from high school home to do their homework?"

After he finished speaking, he squeezed out a smile and looked at the two teenagers in front of him: "You will live in peace with the 90-year-old grandpa, right?" Mr. Stark patted Peter's shoulder tenderly: "Talk to him Let’s talk about the history of World War II. I remember Adele said that you got full marks in the history of your graduation exam.

Later, it was added by the way:

"Remember not to bully him."

So, on the way.

Little Peter looked forward to it: "Mr. Captain, you are the superhero I admire the most, so can you give me your mobile phone number? Oh oh, it's not a fixed line, it's a mobile phone....You don't know how to use a smartphone? It doesn't matter, a facebook account will do too."

"...you don't know what facebook is? What about your phone number, can I text you?"

"...You don't edit text messages? What about email addresses, there must be email addresses."

"Ah, I don't mean the mailbox that needs to deliver real letters, I mean—"

After watching his nonsense for a long time, Harry, who was sitting beside him sullenly, suddenly said, "Didn't Mr. Stark tell you not to bully him?"

Peter: "... Then you'd better give me your landline number. Thank you. My dream is to become a superhero like you."

Captain America who has been bullied: "..."

Harry turned his head and glanced at the nerd in front of him with disdain: "It's up to you?"

He turned his head again, looking at the dark night that flashed by outside the car window: "Hehe."

A certain little superhero who was obviously a superhero but couldn't say he was a superhero looked at his best friend with a disdainful face in silence, and finally showed a silly, sweet, nerd-like smile.

Mr. Captain America, who was sitting in the co-pilot and was in charge of monitoring the two "dangerous people" who had just grown up, took a sad look at the long road ahead, and said helplessly, "...Let's talk about the history of World War II."

When he said this, he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the chattering silly Baitian behind him: "But we can discuss it face to face, don't call me to discuss the history of World War II."

A certain nerd who is obsessed with superheroes: "Oh, oh, okay, can you give me your current address? Actually, I have been looking forward to talking with you face to face..."

Steve turned his head and looked at the brat who was smiling expectantly in front of him. After a long pause, he choked out a sentence: "Let's discuss it on the phone."

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The fire flickered.

Barnes was full from canned biscuits, and Adele was full from donuts, bread, and various snacks.

With the ability to draw cakes to satisfy one's hunger, what kind of cakes should one draw?Of course it is to draw a small cake strawberry cherry donut!

Barnes frowned and fiddled with the burning firewood, looked up at Adele, and said, "I don't know why, you smell like strawberries today."

Adele: "..."

Hmm... I ate several strawberry-flavored donuts and cream cakes when I went out just now...

"It smells bad," Barnes said emphatically.

Adele: "..."

This person's aesthetic is different.

After she sat down, Barnes tossed her two biscuits and handed her an opened can of beef.

Adele thought this guy was quite considerate, knowing that she was not strong enough to open the can for her.

However, Barnes fiddled with the firewood in the fire and said expressionlessly: "The iron skin of the can is very sharp, so don't waste your energy, you won't have a chance to touch it."

Adele: "..."

She thought that guy Barnes was kind...

It turned out that she was afraid that she would use the canned skin as a knife to cut his throat...

Adele thought to herself, who would be stupid enough to slit the throat of a super soldier who could not die from falling from the fifth floor, she would die.

After she sat down, she dug out the canned food and watched Barnes boil water for her in an iron canned box. She continued the topic just now: "Hey, the Internet is not a network."

"I mean, it's really a web-like thing, but none of the lines are real...and it's huge and global...not a web in the sense you're talking about."

"I mean, when I said it was a giant net, that was a metaphor... Do you understand the metaphor?"

Seeing Barnes' bitter and bitter face, Adele wanted to cry.

Barnes frowned: "I understood it from the first sentence you said. I just didn't bother to ask you and waited for you to continue."

Adele: "..."

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Who made you have that face of bitterness and hatred!

How could I understand that you stared at me like that, you already understood!

Adele was furious for a while, so she took off the goggles and looked at the little stick figure in front of her, and then she felt better.

For the sake of you being a stickman, please bear with me.

The bald little stickman in front of him glanced at the goggles in Adele's hand, then raised his head to look at her, and asked briefly, "Short-sighted?"

Adele: "...um."

Barnes: "Why don't myopia wear glasses?"

Adele answered very bluntly: "Seeing you makes me angry."

[Barnes barely suppressed the urge to smash her face, looked away, continued to stir the firewood in front of him, and said very briefly and indifferently——]

"Fine. Carry on."

Adele felt much more comfortable with the round-headed little guy in front of her, so she said patiently: "So, as long as you are willing to use this kind of thing, we can buy food even in this kind of place..."

Cough cough, I mainly care about you, after all, I eat pretty well every day.

[Barnes raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him with cold eyes——]

"In other words, this is a thing that connects all the information."

Adele was thrilled that he could understand so quickly, and immediately nodded emotionally.

finally understood!

Barnes said slowly: "In other words, this information can be passed to me or to the authorities. Do you think I will fall into a trap?"

Adele: "..."

This guy...responses so fast.

Barnes stood up and threw away the stick that was used to poke the fire in his hand: "Don't waste your efforts. I won't reveal my location to your father so quickly."

As he spoke, he lifted Adele's chin, and then looked at the bruises on her neck with the firelight: "At least wait until your wounds heal."

Barnes let go of his hand and said indifferently: "If you don't want to waste time with new injuries, stop doing these useless things."

After he finished speaking, he threw a bundle of quilts with a smell of fallen leaves on Adele: "Don't get close to the fire when you sleep, so as not to get burned."

Adele: "..."

So, holding a large bundle of quilts, she moved to the corner with difficulty, planning to spread the quilts and sleep.

However, Barnes' cold voice from the other side of the room suddenly came over: "So far away from the fire, do you want to freeze to death?"

Adele couldn't help it, she really couldn't communicate with this kind of guy, so she hugged the quilt again and got a little closer.

After Adele laid out the quilt, she realized that there seemed to be only one quilt in the room, and it was damp with a musty smell that had been buried for hundreds of years, so she asked Barnes suspiciously, "Where do you sleep?"

[Barnes sat down at the door, put the damaged mechanical arm on his knees, looked at the night and sporadic lights in the distance with those sharp and deep eyes, and said in a deep voice——]

"I don't sleep. You go to sleep, I will watch over."

Adele crawled into the moldy bed.

Hmm... this guy is pretty warm when he's not twisting people's necks.

Being guarded by him, it seems... quite at ease?

However, once again, this peace of mind did not last more than three seconds, and Barnes, who was always scared and uncomfortable all the time, said again in that piercing voice like glass slag: "You know what will happen if you run away?"

Adele originally wanted to warm up again, but his words once again chilled her whole body.

So, the angry Adele said angrily, "I don't know."

She got into the quilt directly and covered her head with the quilt that exuded the smell of rotten leaves, thinking that even if she was suffocated to death by the moldy quilt, she didn't want to listen to Barnes's words.

However, the guy outside was silent for a long time, and just said softly: "I will catch you back."

Yo, didn't you drown in the lake or twist your neck this time?

better.

The hoarse and deep voice floated in the night:

"It doesn't matter where you escape to."