When a superhero becomes a stickman

The little raccoon held up by the robotic arm was startled for a moment, then frowned and looked at the few people outside: "I really can't believe it, you're going to silence me just because of this?"

Tony: "Did I say I'm going to silence you?" He turned back and looked at the other two people: "Did you say you were going to silence him?"

He glanced at the two young men behind him, but stopped when he saw Adele, turned his head and stared at her: "What are you doing?"

Adele lowered her head, holding a pen and quickly drew a door on the paper: "I'm drawing the sacred object in the heart of that little mouse, what kind of line door is the symbol of the maturity of modern art? Anyway, it's that thing."

After she finished drawing, she calmly drew an arrow next to it and wrote "Rocket".

Tony: "...if it's actually from Interstellar, you've done a pretty good job."

Adele grinned and showed a mouthful of small white teeth, smiling extremely brightly: "Right, right?"

As she spoke, she pulled out the paper door, stood in front of the glass cell, and smiled at the bounty hunter imprisoned inside: "The sacred thing in your heart is yours from now on, Mr. Rocket. "

Rocket was taken aback by the raised arms, and stared at the door that appeared in front of him out of thin air, and stood there for a long time.

Adele brought over the diamond box that contained Groot, and carefully signed each piece of diamond—Rocket.

After framing, Adele smiled brightly: "This is a breakup gift for you."

Rocket:"……"

Came to Earth to catch thieves, but was planted with a fishy body that couldn't be washed off. The rocket had an urge to crash into the bulletproof glass.

Adele stuffed little Groot back into the box and said without looking up: "Jarvis, let Mr. Rocket go, he will be wanted by the whole galaxy soon."

The robot arm that originally supported the rocket's arms suddenly loosened, and it fell from above, hitting the glass door before stopping.

Groot in the box seemed very worried about him, put his small hand against the inner wall of the diamond, and said in a very soft voice: "I am Groot..."

Peter watched around for a long time, and probably understood what was going on, and took out the ring a little embarrassedly: "This... I can't take it."

Adele sighed helplessly, took the diamond ring over, wrote Groot's name on it, put it around the neck of little Groot, and said with a smile: "This is a parting gift for you oh."

Groot touched the ring on his neck, turned the huge diamond to the front of his head, stared at it with wide eyes, and made a sound of admiration.

Rocket lying on the glass felt that it was the first time he was afraid of these priceless possessions, scratching the glass in front of him with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't want to..."

The bulletproof glass suddenly opened, and the rocket fell out of it, rolling several times on the ground, and didn't stop until it hit the simple lined door.

He clutched his aching forehead, raised his head to look at the door that was only one person tall, and was lost in thought for a while.

[It turns out that the door that has always existed in the camera is not as tall as it imagined, and the light silver metal is not as dazzling as it imagined, but the sacred object in the dream has appeared in front of it for many years. Not only was he absent-minded for a moment, but he reached out his hand emotionally to caress the silvery metal body. 】

Jarvis poured out everything he had taken from him, and the mess rolled to the Rocket's feet, except for its weapon.

Rocket withdrew his eyes from the door in front of him, picked up his own things on the ground in a depressed mood, then lifted the huge door with his small arms and carried it on his shoulders, and said to Tony in a depressed mood: : "You can't plant me completely without giving me any weapons."

Tony observed the talking little guy without answering.

Adele next to it comforted it: "Okay, this door is worth more than me, right? You can sell it for weapons!"

Hearing this sentence, Rocket jumped up to Lao Gao, narrowed his narrow eyes, and stared at Adele fiercely: "Will you sell the sacred thing in your heart for money? That's Relic!"

Adele: "...Oh, it depends on how much it costs."

After being stunned for two seconds, Rocket suddenly realized: "That's right."

However, it didn't take long for it to go berserk again: "You can sell any kind of stolen item at any time, except when the whole galaxy knows that you stole that item!"

After it finished roaring, it sat on the ground decadently: "It's all right now, the whole world knows that the Holy Gate is in my hands. This thing can no longer be sold."

Adele tried to reach out her hand to stroke the poor little guy's hair or something, but it suddenly jumped up, bared its teeth and made an angry sizzle at Adele with a fierce look.

Adele: "...or are you the first raccoon in the entire galaxy who can successfully steal this door?"

Rocket's face that was wrinkled in anger suddenly stretched out, and the hair that was blown up became smoother. It looked at the door on its shoulder with a hopeful expression, and whispered to itself: "Wow."

Adele added: "Besides, isn't it cool to be wanted by the whole galaxy?"

Rocket stared blankly at the door over his shoulder, and suddenly became happy.

Adele thought silently, the mouse is really a deceptive animal.

No, not rats, but raccoons.

Rocket picked up the door, snatched little Groot from Adele, and still did not forget to turn and stare at Adele: "Even so, the things you planted on me will not change, Earth woman."

As it spoke, it showed a ferocious look at Adele, walked out of Tony's house with the door on its shoulders, and embarked on a long journey of escape.

Adele shrugged helplessly: "Anyway, you can't remember what I look like."

Probably the hearing of animals is more sensitive. After hearing this sentence, Rocket quickly slipped in through the crack of the door that was about to close, snapped a photo of Adele in front of him, and said ferociously: "I will remember you, earth woman!"

Adele silently watched its small body walking out with the door on its shoulders, drew its mobile phone on the paper, then turned to the photo just taken, and calmly deleted it.

After that, she grabbed the phone, pointed at the rocket not far away and smashed it on the back of the head.

The little stickman in front of him, who was shorter than others and had a few more hairs, suddenly exploded, jumped up, covered the back of his head, and glared at Adele.

When Rocket was about to fight her, he suddenly realized that the one that smashed him just now was the mobile phone he had just put in his pocket. He couldn't help being afraid of Adele in front of him, and he lifted the door on his shoulder angrily, and walked away. out.

Now, there are only three earthlings left in the room.

Jarvis' voice sounded in the hall: "Sir, it's already one o'clock in the morning, are you going to sleep?"

【Tony, who was always sitting aside with his cheeks dragged, was still frowning. After being silent for a while, he moved the hand supporting his chin, and said with a frown—】

"If this guy is really from the Milky Way, it means that there are many other creatures outside the universe."

He beckoned to Benben on the side: "Bring its weapon here, I will study it carefully tonight."

Peter, who had been standing by the side without saying a word, gave a hutch and waved to Adele: "I have to get up early tomorrow to work, and now I have to go back..."

He was originally thinking about where he came from and where he was going back, but after taking two steps, he suddenly remembered that the door was gone, and he stood there in embarrassment.

He has to get up early tomorrow, and if he swings halfway across New York and returns to his suburban home, it will probably be dawn.

Adele hurriedly found the door of her bedroom and drew a door, and then opened it, but unexpectedly when she opened the door, she saw Aunt Mei who was busy in the kitchen, and she slammed the door shut in fright.

At this time, Tony, who was checking the modified gun in front of the workbench, suddenly raised his head, looked at the sleepy and dizzy Peter with kind eyes, and asked, "I heard from Adele that you majored in physics, and Excellent grades and a good university?"

Peter pulled himself together, nodded very seriously, and answered without humility at all: "You have learned well."

After he said this, he felt guilty again, and said helplessly: "Actually, it was fine at the beginning. These days I have been busy working and..."

and save the world.

"...so the grades fell."

Tony listened very attentively, and after he had finished speaking, he added: "Actually, Stark Corporation needs a professional who can count the efficiency of the company's garbage plots every day. We really need excellent physics department talents. , Peter, would you like to help?"

He was not ashamed of his impromptu lies and continued to smile gracefully.

Peter was stupid at first, because he thought Mr. Stark's help was really helping, so after calculating the time he needed to save the world and the time he needed to work, he nodded resolutely: "I will come Help."

Tony pulled a long check from the workbench, wrote a number on it, and said with a smile, "Then I can advance your one month's salary in advance. I wish you a happy work."

Peter, who was about to open the door, was completely stunned. He was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the banknote Tony handed over: "Five...five thousand dollars?"

Tony continued to smile: "For a professional like you, it's probably a little less. If you work hard, there will be commissions in the future."

Peter clenched the money in his hand and said happily, "I...I will definitely work hard!"

"I... I, I, I will seriously count all the cleaning conditions in the building and make a summary of the work efficiency!"

Tony, who made up a random name, had no idea what he was talking about, but he still kept a perfect smile.

So, at noon the next day, Mr. Stark looked at the thick stack of documents on his desk and supported his head.

…Peter designed a new cleaning roadmap for his company.

The author has something to say: I will update later on Tuesday, because Tuesday is too busy, sorry