Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 62 Elbow, follow me into the house
The three behind glanced at each other, and covered their heads with their paws,
Spicy eyes!
Now, no matter how slow Tony's aesthetics are, he knew that he was in a big embarrassment. He roared loudly and let out an unwilling roar:
"Happy!!!"

"Come on, come on, boss!"

Happy, who will never lose weight, rushed out from nowhere with a bathrobe in his hand, and quickly put it on for his boss,

He was also very considerate to tie him up, trying to cover the "red and black skin" to the greatest extent.

Tony didn't speak, but pressed his collar with his hands, and walked silently to meet his fitness trainer.

The back stretches very long on the ground,

very long!

Life is like waves, ups and downs.

The hatch opened, and Hawkeye made a shocking appearance, with a sleeveless vest and big trousers, and his arms were full of muscle.

Tony: The wind is very noisy today—

Just when he was hesitating whether to ask the priest to check his fortune, Pepper, a kind and considerate man, descended from the sky on colorful auspicious clouds and rescued him from the abyss.

A deep kiss.

"Elbow, come into the house with me."

Hawkeye: (ω`)?
Happy: (ω`)?
Lark: (ω`)?
Hello!Where's the fitness trainer you promised, why are you leaving?Hawkeye opened his mouth wide, his hands in the air with no place to rest.

"Don't look, he won't be able to come out for a while." Lak walked over and interrupted his unreasonable association:
"It's you, aren't you overseeing Stark, why are you here?"

The "fighting students" are all gone, and it stands to reason that the most suitable place for Hawkeye is Stark's security department.

However, the idea of ​​letting local agents into their own security team is unreliable in any way.

In the end, everyone unanimously decided, mainly because Harpy strongly recommended it, and then Hawkeye liked to mention the job of supervisor.

After a few months, he has gotten used to his current status. He calmly called "Boss" to get out of his seat, revealing the full fitness equipment in the cabin.

The corners of Lak's mouth twitched, the man's damned determination to win, he couldn't even wait for a day.

"It's fine if you're here. Natasha just arrived this morning and is on a mission. Are you interested in playing?"

Happiness comes too fast, like a tornado.

Hawkeye was still sighing for a second that he had to make soy sauce again, but he didn't expect the pie to fall from the sky in the next second.

"Yes! To! To!"

He rushed to agree, God knows the past few months of idleness, his body was almost rusted, and finally,

I,
eagle eye,

Clint Barton,
Back out of the arena.

"Happy, take him to get the equipment."

Happy looked at Hawkeye's muscles getting bigger and stronger, and remembered the fear of being dominated by him before, swallowed quietly, and said:
"Okay, boss."

Entering the command room, whether it was the big screen on the wall, the intelligence agents walking back and forth, or the crackling of the keyboard, Hawkeye felt so familiar.

Got home.

After many months, many intelligence agents saw him again and couldn't help but greet him.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Long time no see." Hawkeye returned the greetings one by one, the smile on his face seemed extremely friendly.

After exchanging warm greetings with Hill for a while, Hawkeye put on his equipment and led him down in a black suit to meet Natasha.

Because he didn't know in advance that he would come, Lark naturally didn't prepare a bow and arrow; but as long as he could shoot, it was the same for Hawkeye.

He is Hawkeye, not Hawkbow.

In the same place, Lark stood there for a while before remembering that he came out looking, like, looking for something to do with Tony?

Forget it, it's the same for Jarvis... Rucker went back to the command room.

"Jarvis, have you found out who sent them (the four racing babes) the message?"

After a while, a coordinate with a flashing red dot appeared on the phone: "Boss, the other party is very cautious, and the messages sent are all encrypted. I tracked all the way and finally locked in this address."

Lak zoomed in on the map, and immediately his eyes froze: Monte Carlo port.

"Commander Hill, which port is the place where Asel said Wilson often went to vent his anger?"

"The Port of Monte Carlo."

Lak handed over the phone, narrowing his eyes slightly: "It seems that we will know the true identity of our friend soon."

……

The weather in Monaco is changeable, the sky is still clear at noon, and the sun is like fire.

As the sun set, a strong wind suddenly blew up between the sky and the earth, a few dark clouds floated over, and the raindrops hit the ground with crackling sounds.

In a dark, dilapidated corner of the port, several containers formed a circle on the ground, and even the rain curtain could not block the neon light above his head, and the melodious voice was faint.

A cargo ship was parked a few hundred meters away. The paint was peeling and the name on it was hard to read. A few guys dressed as gangsters huddled under the iron sheet and kept looking in a certain direction.

After a while, two snow-white lights pierced the darkness, and a van drove over and parked at the pier.

"The goods are here."

The gangster was shocked, threw away the cigarettes and divided into two groups. Two of them returned to the control room, while the rest opened their umbrellas and went up against the heavy rain, their waists bulging.

The passenger door opened, and a burly bald man got down cursing, and walked towards the rear of the car with a few gangsters:
"This damn weather, it's raining now, Shet!"

He reluctantly opened the carriage, pressed the switch, the lights came on, and there were five large wooden boxes lying side by side inside.

With a stern face, he ordered solemnly: "My actions should be quicker, the boss said that this batch of goods must be sent out before dawn."

"know."

"clear."

A few gangsters threw away their umbrellas and jumped into the carriage, tested the weight, pulled a piece of rain cloth over it, and lifted the wooden box out in groups of two.

When I got out of the car, I stepped on the ground and staggered, the box turned over, and a black cup wrapped in yellow silk fell out.

The two gangsters were so frightened that their ghosts froze. Before the bald man saw it, they immediately picked up the things, put them back, and covered them with a rain cloth.

Back and forth twice, and soon there was only the last wooden box left.

At this time, there was another light in the dark night, and a black Audi drove in and parked beside the truck.

Through the lights inside the car, one can recognize the transport man who was in the hotel that night.

The bald man immediately threw away the cigarette, trotted over, propped his umbrella on the roof of the car, his back was soon wet, he said flatteringly:
"Boss, why are you here?"

The company often does some illegal business in secret, in order to avoid being caught on the spot; the boss, that is, the transport man, usually does not come to the scene in person, but leaves it to the people below. He only needs to ensure that the goods and payments are correct.

The transport man tore off his collar irritably, staring at the loading boy, his right eyelid kept twitching:
"I always feel that something is wrong, you tell them to do it quickly, don't stay after installing it, and send it away immediately."

"Understood, I'll do it."

After ordering the transport man, he still felt uncomfortable. The space inside the car was small and stuffy, and he was almost out of breath. He waved the bald man away irritably, and immediately told the driver:

"Drive, go to Night Market."

The driver replied: "Okay, boss."

The car started, made seven turns and eight turns at the pier, and finally drove into the neon area.

Several sections of containers form a circle, and the adjacent parts are opened up, and then refitted, reinforced, and painted with building materials.

There are huge floor-to-ceiling glass on all sides in the middle, warm lighting, exquisite decoration, and a tall woman walking back and forth with a wine glass.

Two words revealed: elegant.

Seeing the transportation man, several women's eyes lit up, and they immediately surrounded him, acting coquettishly and seductively, and all came into battle.

(End of this chapter)