[Comprehensive Anglo-American] There is no dawn

It was already a day later when the captain and Falcon arrived at Stark Tower.

He was a little dazed at the empty room, and watched Stark sitting alone on the scratched marble tiles.

"This is... what's going on?"

The captain looked around: "Are you moving?

Maybe it wasn't moving, because there wouldn't be so many fights on the ground if they moved.He couldn't help thinking of Gerun's visit yesterday, and his brows frowned even tighter.

"You got into a fight with her?"

"Huh? Does it look like this? Oh no, I did it unilaterally."

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The captain seemed completely unacceptable: "Wait, you did something to her?"

"Big news." Falcon raised his shoulders: "A 50-year-old middle-aged rich man unilaterally raped a young woman in his mansion."

Iron Man rolled his eyes.

"I had some troubles. I just demolished my house. She watched from all over the city. Is there a problem?"

"Something that doesn't go your way?"

The captain looked around the room again, and swallowed what he wanted to say: "Do you need to speak up and discuss it together?"

"No." Iron Man said, "At least not now."

The three men sat down and chatted, and then the captain asked where Gerun had gone.Iron Man opened a can of beer and answered smoothly.

"I think she asked Wanda to pick up Pietro yesterday, and then went back, what? You still haven't called her?" Iron Man teased: "I think you may not realize that you have been blocked by Cap? "

"No, she won't block me."

The captain said with certainty: "I think she should be the reason why the battery is dead."

At this moment, the captain picked up the phone and dialed again: "This time..."

"Sorry, the number you dialed is off..."

Iron Man took a sip of his beer, took out his own, and dialed a number.

pass.

Three seconds later, Gerun answered the phone.

"Why is it you again?" Gerun's tone was a little hasty: "Pietro, don't bite my shoe! If you move your mouth again, I will beat you! I promise I will hang you up and beat you!"

Pietro yelped, and Grun sounded devastated.

"God knows how Wanda got used to this little ancestor! It's only been a week... Oh my God, I have to hang up, Pietro is going to take my clothes out."

"When it's out, it's out. Whose dog doesn't pick up clothes." Iron Man said, "Compared to this, I want to ask..."

"But now the wind outside is level [-] and I don't want to see my underwear flying in the sky and then it's gone!" Goodbye!"

Gerrun hung up the phone violently and then flew to Pietro, and all three people in Stark Tower fell into a strange silence.

The source of this eerie silence is the famous 90-year-old World War II veteran.

Iron Man somehow gloated a little.

Falcon didn't seem to know what happened.

"Well, it looks like I need to have a good chat with her."

The captain stood up and said: "And Tony, if you have time on the weekend, let's have a good talk."

"If I have a schedule."

Stark felt that he understood what he was going to say, and subconsciously declined the other party's invitation: "But I think my schedule is relatively full, and I may not be able to spare time."

The captain looked at the ground.

"Alright."

Gerun didn't know what was going on there. She snatched back her underwear from the dog's mouth and stuffed it into the trash can, and then rolled up her sleeves and grabbed the forty-pound one. Meter-long husky.After taking out the rope and hanging it on the swing at the door, Gerun listened to the whirring sound, went back to pack his clothes contentedly, took a shower, dried his hair, made coffee, and fell asleep again take a nap.

This week was really exhausting, and the string in her mind was always tense, and she didn't dare to relax, for fear that something might go wrong—in fact, she still couldn't rest assured until now, because this week was safe and sound, which only shows that There is no less danger in passing the high-risk period than in the high-risk period.

She was always ready to be recalled immediately, but now...

She really needs undivided sleep.

That's exactly what she did, and she fell into a deep sleep almost as soon as she got on the pillow.

When he woke up, he realized that something was wrong.

"I'm glad you're awake now."

The cold voice reached her ears, and Gerun couldn't help but get goosebumps.She shook her wrist and found that it was firmly bound.

And the person who tied her up took a chair and sat beside her.

He has a straight figure in a suit, meticulous hair, and a face with a half-smile but with scars.

"It's you."

Gerrun was still a little sleepy, but she recognized this former neighbor: "Doctor Hannibal."

"It's an honor that you remember me."

This former psychiatrist and now a wanted fugitive still does not change his usual elegant style: "I thought you would be too busy to forget me."

"Your special taste is unforgettable."

Gerun wanted to smile, but found it difficult to direct his mouth muscles.

"I have mixed many types of anesthetic gases many times before, and finally got a wonderful formula."

He noticed Gerun's expression: "Colorless, odorless. After inhaling the gas, you will be conscious and painless within ten hours, but your body will not resist external actions at all. If I publish this formula, there may be many people. Thrill-loving patients will ask to have their procedures livestreamed."

"But...brain surgery is definitely not within the scope of the live broadcast, right."

Gerrun spoke slowly, and she thought it had something to do with the efficacy of the medicine: "Besides, that's not what you invented this for."

"Yes, you're smart. A little too smart."

The doctor said: "I don't know if this is an advantage or a disadvantage."

"It shouldn't be a good thing for you." Gerrun asked: "Do you like to watch your victims, watching themselves when they are divided by you?"

"Victim? You sound superior, girl," he said. "Like you don't kill people."

"Of course I will," Grun said, looking at his Windsor knot. "It's just that I'm legal."

"And your identity is very special, isn't it."

The doctor touched her face from behind: "A woman with delicate skin, slender and firm, and full of energy. A new superhero. You are the type I have never tried before."

For the first time, Gerun felt like Jinhua Ham.

Although it sounded like the kind of top-quality legs, she was still not very happy.

"You know I'm a... superhero?"

Gerun was surprised: "And you still came to my house without hesitation, it sounds like you really want to eat me?"

She thought of the pictures that made both Iron Man and Captain America lose their appetite, and couldn't help admiring this old guy who also looked old.

"You are really... very courageous, and you have some strategies."

Gerrun didn't care about this matter after he absconded, because she thought that SHIELD and the FBI could catch him quickly, but she didn't expect that not only did she not catch him, but also let him slip back. He even circumvented their surveillance with ample room to attack himself.

It even worked out.

"Yeah, I know you. I figured it out after seeing the S.H.I.E.L.D. gear. And if I were you, I'd go out with your pup when he's pulling your clothes out .”

The doctor said happily: "Because that's the last time you'll see the outside scene."

"I hope you didn't do something about it."

Greun was a little nervous: "After all, it's not a meat dog."

"Still hanging out and now asleep. What an amazing dog."

He appreciated it: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Gerun pursed his lips: "Aren't you afraid of my resistance?"

Hannibal asked with great interest: "How do you think you can resist? You don't have the energy to do anything other than take advantage of your mouth now. Well, I did do some homework beforehand— I removed all the things that can grow leaves and flowers from your room, and moved them to the yard. What else?"

He is very curious: "In fact, I also find it a bit boring. A hero in the Avengers is just brought down by anesthetic gas. It's not legendary enough, and it's not twisty enough. I don't like this script very much."

Grun looked at him somewhat sympathetically.

She felt that the mental illness Ye Li faced every day was like this, it was really hard work.

And Hannibal obviously didn't like the look in her eyes.

"A pair of beautiful enough eyes shouldn't carry such arrogance, kid."

He reached out and stroked Gerun's forehead, all the way down.

"Sounds like you're calling the shots."

Gerun sighed: "I'll give you one last chance to apologize to me."

Hannibal glanced out the window and put his hands in his pockets.

Gerun saw a faint cold light.

"Okay, well, I can actually manipulate trees, and I can't do that at all in my current state, but—"

Gerun put his hand back when he saw it, and raised the corners of his mouth.

The flames exploded at the same time!

"I can still burn you to death."

The fishing line on her wrists and ankles also smelled of burning, and fell off after a slight burning pain.Gerrun got up and slowed down, and found out his intellectual weakness.

The psychiatrist who wanted to slice her into a hard dish was burned to death before he could even scream, but the flames came so fiercely that the floor was already on fire.

And the edge of the bed can already see flames surging upwards.

F*ckyou, Coulson.

Gerrun blames all of this on the poor pursuit of Coulson, and...

Slowly, but as quickly as possible, my mind searched for a way to save my life.

In the middle, "I can make such a low-level mistake!" "Ce, if Ye Li finds out about this, I will laugh at me for the rest of my life." Ahhh, the flames are burning up" crazily complained, Gerun closed his eyes and was about to roll off the bed when suddenly he heard a knock on the door.

Someone else was calling her name.

She didn't know why, but suddenly felt that this guy was a big blond guy, and at this moment, he was still a little bit dissatisfied, and he knocked on the door harder than before.

Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise Gerun would not have heard her voice.

So she shouted with all her strength.

"Captain, help!!!"

The author has something to say: I thought everyone was on holiday during the Mid-Autumn Festival

Then glanced at my favorites

The results are all fucking in the middle of the night? !

Let me tell you that I must write a sweet article next time

As far as Ye Li's article is concerned, it must be sweet!

Doctor Hannibal is finally offline

I don't know if I wrote it or not

But it doesn't matter, it's already burned to death anyway hahaha