Saint Seiya Star Marvel

Chapter 275
After the light dissipated, eight figures appeared on the stage.

Each of these eight people was wearing the quantum battle suit that these people in the audience had worn before.

After the helmets on their heads were lifted, Barton was stunned for an instant.

Among the eight people, Barton only focused on one person, and he automatically filtered out the people next to him.

That wine-red hair, familiar eyebrows, sexy red lips, isn't that Nat who died tragically in front of him not long ago!

"Nate!"

Barton took a step forward and shouted involuntarily.

The widow was taken aback for a moment, then she turned her head suddenly, and when she saw Barton, her eyes couldn't help but bend.

"Hi Clint!"

Before Barton could turn around, the person next to him greeted with a smile, "Hi, Clint!"

Barton turned his head in a daze, and when he saw that face, he felt bad instantly.

"You, how did you..."

Barton pointed at the face that was the same as his own but was a decade younger, and his heart began to beat violently.

Fat Saul next to him was also dumbfounded. He stared blankly at a tall and handsome guy with a fit body in an inverted triangle approaching him, and then looked at him with disgust.

"Hey, buddy, can you tell me how you ruined yourself like this? Even if you have prepared yourself before, I still can't believe it when I see you like this."

The young Sol stood opposite Fat Sol, the two of them were like a real seller show and a seller show, the contrast was so cute that one couldn't help laughing.

Fat Sol and Barton looked at each other, and then turned to look at the first-generation Avengers on the stage. The two felt that the world was playing a joke on themselves.

Barton also realized at this time that the Nat with big waves and red lips in front of him was not the Nat who went to Vormir with him.

He turned his head and stared blankly at Dr. Hulk beside him, "You mean Nat will come back, is that what you mean?"

Barton, who had just recovered, turned gray again, "You know, this is not what I want."

Hulk shrugged, "That's not what I'm talking about."

"Then what else?" Barton wanted to growl, he felt that he was being played.

At this time, on the stage, Parker, who opened his helmet, turned his head and looked around, frowning and asked, "Where's Xia? Why isn't he with us?"

Dr. Hulk below replied aloud, "It may be because of the parameters, there will be a certain error, after all, he has one more journey than us."

When it comes to the travel of the quantum channel, most of the people present are deaf and listen to thunder. If the young Tony and Banner do not question it, everyone can only assume that Dr. Hulk is right.

"where are they?"

On the stage, the young American team asked the American team below.

The US team pointed in the direction of the laboratory, "They are in the process of finalizing the gloves, and Nebula is also there."

"So," the young American team nodded, "Then let's wait here for Xia, and then follow the plan?"

Before coming, everyone had already discussed the plan, hiding the news of the young Avengers' arrival in front of Nebula, and then letting Nebula pull Thanos over according to the original trajectory, and then gather everyone's strength and beat him up.

"Well," Captain America nodded, "Also, everyone is welcome."

The young Captain America stepped down from the stage and held out his hand to hold Captain America. Although the two were about ten years apart in age, there was no difference in face or figure.

Especially the classic American buttocks, which are equally sexy.

Seeing the two of them, Young Saul despised Fat Saul even more.

"Brother, you will make mother sad when you look like this."

"No, I've met her, and she said she's proud of me."

"Can't you see that it's just comforting you?"

"How is it possible? I'm not a child. I can hear comfort or praise naturally."

Well, ten years, for Sol, who is [-] years old, is only a few months for people on Earth. Although he has experienced many things, Sol's EQ has obviously not grown much.

However, the widow came down to Barton's side and reached out to grab his hand.

"Clint, let's walk together, I feel that you have a lot to say to me."

Being held by the widow and seeing that familiar look, Barton almost lost his temper.

Fortunately, years of working as an agent allowed him to control his expression, nodded with a wooden face, and the two walked out.

Next, another long wait.

The Young Avengers came to fight, not to travel, and all the American teams did not arrange a visit plan for them.

Everyone gathered around the table, waiting for the arrival of the last person.

By the lake outside, the widow sister and Barton sat down on the wooden chair.

"So, you're from 2012?"

Patton looked at the widow's face, and said with a bitter face, even now, he still saw the picture of the widow lying alone under the cliff.

"Well," the widow nodded, "I heard about Laura and the children, and I'm sorry."

Barton shook his head, "It's okay, we have collected all the gems, and they will be back soon."

"Yes, they will come back. It's just that you have suffered a lot these years." The widow sister held Barton's hand, thinking about his experience in the past five years, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

Barton is not humble. He has lived through the past five years really hard. Looking back now, he himself feels as if he has gone through hell.

"However, I love you more," Barton reached out to touch the widow's face, "I..."

When his hand touched the widow's face, Barton suddenly felt her trembling unnaturally, and there was an imperceptible resistance in her expression.

This kind of reaction has never happened before.

Everyone knows the relationship between Patton and the widowed sister. It's not the kind of relatives that are better than relatives. Before that, the widowed sister would never refuse Barton's face-to-face killing.

But now, she inadvertently showed a trace of resistance.

Barton suddenly felt like an old father, feeling that he was about to lose his favorite daughter.

"Are you... in a relationship?"

After Barton finished speaking, he saw that the widow's face turned red instantly, and that expression was obviously the shyness of a little girl who fell in love.

"But……"

Barton wanted to say, what about the threshold in your heart? Isn't that your biggest pain? Have you let go of it?
The widow knew what Barton was going to say just by looking at her expression, and she had a shy and slightly silly smile on her face.

"Clint, congratulations, because now I, like Laura, can be a real mother."

"How is this possible?" Barton shook his head and said in a complicated tone, "It's not that I don't want you to be well, I just can't believe it, you know..."

"Because I met someone," the widow's eyes sparkled, "don't worry Clint, your Natasha will come back, please believe me."

"Just like I believe in Xia."

(End of this chapter)