[Zhongyingmei] Who is my father?

Two 10 minutes later.

Barely vacating an open space on the plane full of various guns and ammunition, Joyce sat at the dining table with a cup of coffee, a piece of roasted cheese, and a bowl of tuna-flavored cat food in front of him, his face was more complex than before. Much better to descend as if a demon had descended.The cat Alice squatted beside his elbow, sniffed her breakfast, turned her face away in disgust, and began to turn her head and stretch out her paws towards the sandwich bag.But before he could pull it twice, he was pushed aside by Joyce with the cat's face in his face, and blocked his way with milk.

"You can't eat this." Ignoring the other person's slap on the table angrily, he taught earnestly, "You will die."

"Meow!"

"No, not even coffee."

"Meow meow meow!!"

"Don't move my arm. You scratch Stark, he bought you cat food."

"Hey!"

Suddenly being called by someone, Tony, who was hard at work repairing the windows at the other end of the living room, finally couldn't keep silent.He fixed the last piece of glass, turned his head and stared at the person and cat glaring at each other at the dining table, feeling that he was being discriminated against inhumanely: "I bought your breakfast, and I also repaired the windows. I was busy with my battle armor." You haven’t even drank your saliva yet, yet you still want to encourage that little bastard to attack me?!”

"This is what you should do, landlord." Looking at him coldly, Joyce snorted: "If it wasn't for you, how could my window be broken?"

... If you didn't say anything and just pointed a gun at me, your window would be broken? !

He choked and rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, but Tony didn't dare to say that.He had already taken off his invincible battle armor because he had to install the glass, and he couldn't bear this ancestor giving him another shot.Moreover, it is indeed my fault to investigate other people's whereabouts without invitation, especially if the other party is a killer on the run, it is normal for Joyce to knock his head off.Therefore, for the sake of his own fragile life, the president's father had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

Suddenly, I regretted my behavior of running to seek abuse as soon as my head got hot in the morning.He slowly took out a screw and pressed it into the window frame, beating it aggrievedly and limply.

Joyce worked as his overseer over toasted cheese, occasionally sipping coffee.The sugar turned into heat from the mouth and dissipated into the blood, slowly dispelling the low air pressure that had enveloped him since he woke up.And after swallowing the last bite of food, the former killer of Hydra finally recovered from the horror of hell level, and finally he was able to calmly face the uninvited guest who entered the room instead of thinking of [-] ways to destroy the other party. .

"So, how did you find out about my whereabouts?"

The paper cups were balled up and thrown into the trash basket accurately.Joyce looked up at Iron Man who was circling around his simple workbench: "If it was so easy to find, Hydra would have come and blown me up."

"I haven't tracked down your whereabouts."

Holding a wrench, Tony replied truthfully: "To be precise, what I found was not your whereabouts. I can compare the records of every camera in New York on Friday. It is really difficult to find where you have appeared, but your roommate is I have been photographed several times, and they are all not far from this block. Combined with what you said about paying the rent, check the arrears in the rental records. It took a night before she told me that you have a 70.00% possibility will be here."

Ok……

After considering the complicated steps here, the conclusion is that it is as stupid as a hydra to be able to touch it unless God opens his eyes.Joyce relaxed a bit, and at the same time gained a new understanding of the firm determination and will of the president's father to never let them go.

"Then why are you looking for me?" His tone lowered a bit, and Joyce asked in confusion and vigilance: "Our relationship ended last night."

"I'm looking for you just because it was over last night."

When I mentioned this, I recalled the grief of not being able to find anyone in a blink of an eye.Tony wanted to slam the wrench into the face of the guy who still looks like he deserves it, but finally held back:

"We were born and died together, fought Hydra together, and you left me like that! I don't even know who to pay, in case you ruin my reputation when I don't know, say I'm in arrears What about the salary?! Do I not want to lose face?"

Then you really think too much.

Joyce looked at him blankly, confirming once again that the rich second generation doesn't understand the sufferings of the world.Tony certainly doesn't know that Deadpool is ready to collect debts. In case of failure, he will pull a banner under the Avengers Building and broadcast 'Iron man bastard, pay me back my hard-earned money'. The 24-hour cycle is guaranteed to make him overnight. Popular all over New York.

For some reason, he still wanted to take a look at the grand occasion. Joyce shrugged regretfully, and nodded slightly to the president's father: "The money is here, and you can go."

Tony: "..."

As soon as I make a phone call, 200 Captain America will come to you to talk about life and ideals, believe it or not.

Almost rolling his eyes to the ceiling, he sat down on Joyce's workbench, making it look like I'm going to rely on you today.

"I've come all the way to see you, can't you express it?"

He said so in his most persuasive tone.Tony watched the other party as quiet as a chicken and motionless for a while, and finally he couldn't hold back, and knocked on the table bitterly:

"The greatest genius ever, Tony Stark, is standing in front of you. You don't even intend to take out your nano-bomb and let him study it... Bah, help you improve it?!"

"You want to see my nano-bomb?" Joyce was slightly surprised by this, and it was rare for Joyce not to care about his words, his eyebrows were raised very high.

"I came to help you upgrade with good intentions." To maintain his dignity as a black technology expert, Tony touched in his overalls and handed over a button-sized thing: "In exchange, you can take a good look at what I just did. The well-made pulse jamming bomb."

Although he is essentially a killer, because of his excellent brain, Hydra also trained him to become a mechanical madman for a period of time in the later stage. Joyce has always had a lofty enthusiasm for these weird weapons.He took the gadget from the president's father without hesitation, and at the same time handed over the nano bomb that Tony asked for.They hugged each other's hard work and whirled over and over again, their eyes were shining, and they occasionally tapped tools. The cat Alice, who had been watching silently, was extremely disgusted. The bowl containing cat food was pushed down with one paw.

But none of the two people in the room had time to deal with it now.

"Oh oh oh, atomize energy, use space friction and expansion to generate greater power, can produce explosions, and can also use nano-sized spores and nano-filaments to cause secondary damage... But you don't have it because of limited conditions Completely complete the micronization?"

After looking at it for a while, he figured out the principle of this thing. Tony couldn't help but want to praise Joyce's creativity, wishing he could abduct him back to his laboratory immediately.

"Well."

Nodding his head, he agreed with what he said.Joyce was obviously also very interested in this little thing in his hand: "How does this thing work?"

"Come, come, let me show you." Seeing him as a fellow, Tony snatched the button bomb from the opponent's hand, and said while gesticulating: "It's actually very simple, it can stick to people." On the body, it can also be controlled remotely. Just press this and throw it at the enemy."

As he said that, before Joyce realized what happened, the president's father had already thrown the activated pulse jamming bomb at him.

"……"etc? !

Unexpectedly, the other party would use him to test it so simply, Joyce instinctively raised his hand to block it, just in time for the gadget to be attached to his metal arm.

--Hold.

"This is a semi-finished product. I only adjusted a little power." Before the frightened ex-assassin smashed his fist on the bridge of his nose, Tony spoke quickly, triumphantly admiring the rare panic expression of the other party: "It's a bit stinging at most, no Will break your metal."

"...That's not why you use me to experiment."

The fist that was stretched out in front of the opponent turned into a middle finger, which almost went into Tony's nostril.The corner of Joyce's mouth twitched, still unable to bear the urge to hit him.

"Don't be so stingy."

Going to teach him how important it is to have a devotion to science.Tony opened his mouth, and was about to continue, when he heard the gadget sticking to Joyce's arm suddenly "click", and then, under the dumbfounded gazes of the two, released a power that was definitely more than "a little bit of power". The electric current, eventually, blasted a burst of blinding blue light.

"Thorn-"

Although the strong wind that spread around did not cause any harm to the human body, it knocked away most of the materials piled on the workbench.And when the pieces of paper flying all around fell to the ground, Tony saw clearly the metal arm that had been severely scorched by the electric shock and was unable to hang down, as well as Joyce who was glaring at him, and was finally stunned.

"'Only a little power', huh?" The former killer's eyes looked gloomy as if he was about to kill someone: "I can't control it anymore."

As they said that, the eyes of both of them focused on the metal middle finger that could never be retracted before it could be retracted, and fell into a mysterious silence at the same time.