[Comprehensive Anglo-American] There is no dawn

Reporting to the organization, I feel like I'm being spooked.

Mr. Lin's expression was exaggerated, as if he knew something serious.He was very attentive when he saw Stark just now, and it seemed that he came with a mission, but at the moment he seemed to be unable to care about that thing.

"Well, Runrun..." Boss Lin's voice trembled a little: "Uncle, or else today, I'll go back first."

"Uncle Lin, wait a moment!"

Seeing Mr. Lin's face, Gerun jumped up with a groan: "Things are not what you think!"

Mr. Stark ate his burger leisurely, completely unaware of what happened, and continued to add fuel and vinegar: "...Is there anything wrong with what I said, Green, you actually want to deny this iron-like fact?"

Mr. Lin began to sweat profusely, while Gerun limped and tugged on Mr. Lin's sleeve.

"Uncle Lin, please listen to my explanation..."

"There is nothing to explain..." Boss Lin's eyelids twitched: "I, I just pretend I didn't hear anything..."

This middle-aged man, who had already begun to slippery, felt a sense of crisis. He tore off his sleeves and leaned towards the door: "Well, uncle will come to see you next time."

"Hey, it really works."

Gerun couldn't stand Boss Lin's crazy idea: "I have to make this clear."

Mr. Lin had an expression of "What else is there to say?!", in a state of complete refusal: "No, no, no, your family should get together first, and I won't bother..."

"A family?" Stark swallowed the hamburger: "It's just a blood transfusion, why do I need multiple inexplicable family members? Is this a Chinese rule?"

Mr. Lin was taken aback, and turned to look at Gerun.

Thank God they were all speaking English just now.

Gerun heaved a sigh of relief, and just about to say something, there was a sharp pain in the incision.

"Well--!"

She knelt down clutching the edge of the knife, tears were about to fall.Mr. Lin also knelt down to see her injury, while Stark jumped up and rang the bell.

"What's going on?" Iron Man asked, "The wound is open?"

"It's all your fault!"

Comrade Gerun roared: "It hurts!!!"

When he was still in school, Gerrun couldn't bark even if he was injured.

There are four girls in her grade, divided into three factions.Two of them fight in groups and the other one, she eats melons to watch, and occasionally races and trains with male classmates.

Places like military camps are full of traditional sexism. Due to the practice of violence, women who are physically weak are naturally regarded as the second type of people.Those men will give women the reputation of being the flower of the army, while holding them and giving them some privileges, under the banner of "the law of nature", assigning them fewer tasks and more rest time, while being promoted. Sometimes these things are used as an excuse for women to be lazy, and then they say "women just can't do it".

Gerun doesn't like this, so she never shows weakness, she fights harder than everyone else.I struggled until I came back from running and vomited while holding the toilet. I was bitten by mosquitoes in the deep mountains and was so swollen that I couldn’t walk. I still took a shortcut and took the cross-country No. 2. During the military training with the new students, I took them to run until everyone fell down. And she still stood up.

Gradually, those voices who questioned her performance as a bitch and love disappeared, and were replaced by words of admiration for her, "I am a real man" and "Second Master Ge can't accept it".

She actually didn't like it either, because she managed to be better than men, and in the end, when she was praised, she was still classified as a man.

Whether in China, or in Frunze, or Sandhurst, all of them are like this.

This kind of experience finally made Gerun dare not show even a little weakness, otherwise he would have to grieve again, "I said girls are afraid of pain" and other labels.

So she never talked about how her injury made her uncomfortable at the very beginning, and it was the same when facing the extremely sincere captain.But now she doesn't know why she wants to say it, she wants to say that she is very hurt and tired, and she wants to say that she doesn't feel safe here at all, it's better to be at home.

She became weaker.

"Runrun, are you okay?"

After asking the doctor, Mr. Lin still couldn't help worrying: "Why do you say this is like this? If I knew it earlier, I would have asked clearly, so I won't make you so anxious."

Stark pursed his lips, not feeling that he was at fault at all: "Do you think you are Stallone, who can wear the sun through the earth with injuries?"

Mr. Lin frowned: "Mr. Stark, your language is not very appropriate."

Iron Man spread his hands, sat back and took a glass of Coke: "There's still plenty of gas."

Gerun turned his head away from looking at him.

During that period of time, Mr. Lin already understood the ins and outs of the matter, and no longer questioned Gerun's blood relationship.Gerun breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his waist, and lay flat.

"So, Uncle, you are here on official business this time, so how are things going?"

She wanted to see the old man, who was still a very friendly old man, so at least she could help him finish the work.This can be regarded as being dedicated to this elder who had hugged her before and made her almost ruin the wedding venue.

"No rush, no rush."

Mr. Lin no longer had the eagerness he had when he saw Stark before, and spoke Chinese: "You can talk about business matters slowly. Your health is important now, so don't worry about other things. Uncle will not be short in this position. , it’s good if things can be done, but it’s okay if it can’t be done, just change to another one.”

"Then I'll go first, Runrun, call uncle if you have anything to do." He left a business card: "If there is anything you want to eat that you can't buy here, tell uncle, and uncle will send it to you when he returns home." a little."

"Uncle Lin, I remember Auntie...she seems to be from the south, she is very good at making that...youth ball? Red bean paste stuffing?"

"Understood." Mr. Lin said with a smile on his face: "But that thing is a seasonal snack, and there may not be wormwood now. I'll go back and call your aunt to ask."

He picked up his bag and was about to leave when Iron Man, who was eating french fries, raised his eyelids.

"So what does that coward of yours want to do?"

Mr. Lin paused and looked back: "You mean Lao Qi? The organization will deal with him."

"organize."

Iron Man repeated the word in a haughty tone: "How much will he have to pay to make up for this mistake?"

Mr. Lin frowned: "Mr. Stark..."

"All his family's property will be given to me."

Gerun said first: "All movable and immovable property. Cash, jewelry, calligraphy and painting, all belong to me."

Iron Man was a little surprised: "And then?"

"Then I will let him go and not prosecute. He will be sent back to China later. That's about it." Gerun looked at Mr. Lin: "Uncle, is there anything else?"

After being immersed in the officialdom for many years, Mr. Lin understood Gerun's thoughts immediately, and smiled in agreement.

"I'll contact China when I go back." He said, "The little girl has grown up a lot."

Stark didn't understand what Gerrun was thinking at first, but after turning his mind, he knew what she meant-Mr. Iron Man could understand this approach, but he didn't feel that he was enjoying himself enough.

"I said, just taking away the money already makes you feel okay?" The universe millionaire didn't understand: "Are you a little easy to be satisfied?"

"Yes," Gerun said without hesitation and began to eat KFC: "My greatest strength is contentment."

Iron Man looked at Gerrun the way he sees a slug.

"Although his family doesn't have much money in total, if you beat a snake and hit seven inches, the king is the first to catch the thief. He likes money."

Gerun explained her reason for doing this for the second time: "Do you think he would be worse off than dead if he knew that he would give all the money to me?"

"He can continue to...'earn money' when he returns to China." Stark was very cryptic: "Maybe he will get more money."

"Come on." Gerun rolled his eyes: "If he still has some money, he may still be able to sit in this seat. The current situation is that he will be poor when he goes back, and he will not be used in the future. His black history. His wife and his daughter’s wages are not even enough to pay for their house.”

Gerrun smiled, a little proudly: "No, it's my house now."

Her tone was very naughty, as if she was asking her parents for a lollipop, not at all like she was destroying a person's family and life.

A villain's family and life.

Iron Man corrected his thoughts, and unexpectedly found that such a light-weight look actually looked cute.

God bless.

He was startled by his own thoughts.

"How would your parents feel if they knew you had become what you are now?" He still couldn't help suppressing her, thinking that her reaction would be funny.

Sure enough, Gerun was as alert as a rabbit.

"It has nothing to do with you, don't teach me in the tone of my parents. You don't give me pocket money."

Tony Stark turned his neck and took out a pen and a checkbook.

"How much do you want?"

Gerun was so frightened that the melon almost dropped: "Sorry?"

"If I can teach you a lesson, I'm willing to pay. Tell me how much."

Iron Man thought for a while: "You fill in the numbers yourself, and I will sign."

He signed it in a swish, and threw the check in an extremely domineering manner.The check was like a leaf, slowly falling on Gerrun's quilt.

Grun, who was stunned, couldn't believe it, and looked at Stark suspiciously.

"What conspiracy do you have?"

"a lot of."

Stark stood up and slowly approached Gerrun: "A lot, a lot."

He looked unusually gentle, his eyes shaded by long eyelashes, his gray pupils warmed in the sun, but Gerrun shivered.

"Stop and don't move." She pointed at him with a chicken bone: "If you take another step, I'll call the police!"

"I can call 999 for you." Stark took another step forward: "Let me see, Superhero Green, looks like he's scared."

Gerrun hugged the pillow now.

"I said don't come here!" She waved the chicken bone: "Chinese people use flying flowers and fallen leaves as weapons. If you don't want to be pierced by the chicken bone, go back!"

Iron Man thought for a while, clenched his fist, and equipped the full body armor in an instant.

He kind of wanted to show off his new invention to Gerun, after all, he would no longer need to carry a box, and could equip armor and go into battle anytime, anywhere.

But before he could speak, he heard an upright and angry voice.

"Stark, what do you want to do?!"

The author has something to say: The US team's perspective:

Armed and fierce Tony Stark

Horrified, Green had to pick up a chicken bone to defend himself

Is this still great? !