American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

Natasha: "......"

Coulson: "......"

Da Vinci: "......"

Deadpool: "......"

Li Ang: "......"

Constantine: "......"

[Emotional value from Natasha Romanoff +966]

[Emotional value from Phil Coulson +967]

[Emotional value from Wade Wilson +973]

The scene was silent.

The next moment.

Step.

Everyone took a step back in unison, highlighting Natasha.

Natasha looked left and right, and when she saw the nurse looking over, her little face turned pale, and she shook her head rapidly.

"No, no, no, it's not me, didn't you say it yourself?

It's a father, I'm a mother... ah呸, I'm a girl!"

That's right, the answer was reasonable and well-founded.

The little nurse nodded in agreement as soon as she heard it. She watched Natasha trot all the way and stick to the corner outside the ward, staring at those men with a look of disdain.

"......"

Father?

This was a difficult question to answer. If you're not careful, you'll end up with a daughter. Who could handle that?

It would be fine if it was born from a woman, but the most important thing is that it was born from a man?

Even if he was a billionaire, he couldn't handle it.

Everyone's actions were very decisive. They all shook their heads to indicate that they were not the one. The little nurse was a little confused and looked at the oldest Coulson.

"I am a government worker. I happened to encounter a citizen asking for help on the road, so naturally I sent him to the hospital. This is a very reasonable thing."

Coulson smiled slightly and showed a friendly temperament as he gentlemanly straightened the corners of his clothes.

Yes, the nurse thought it made sense and nodded, feeling that it was impossible for it to be him.

She looked at Da Vinci standing next to Coulson and was a little suspicious when she saw that he was dressed sloppily.

Da Vinci keenly grasped this point, neatly took out a work card and hung it around his neck, and then explained to her.

"As you can see, I am a researcher at a mental hospital. I am usually responsible for being researched. I came here this time purely for scientific research. Miss, please don't think too much!"

Hey, hey, hey... who are you calling Miss?

Also, being responsible for being researched in a mental hospital, isn't that the treatment of a mental patient?

Please don't tell me that you are here specifically to study childbirth?

The little nurse complained in her heart, feeling that this guy was really unreliable and could not be the child's father.

She turned her head to look at Deadpool. Deadpool immediately tightened his chrysanthemum, almost shouting out.

Deadpool would be happy to be the child's godfather.

But to be a father?

Thinking of his girlfriend Vanessa, Deadpool quickly waved his hand and shook his head quickly. He put on a professional mercenary posture and deliberately lowered his voice.

"As a mercenary, I am usually responsible for Tony's security work.

Don't look at me like this, I am also very ethical. How could I have such an unethical relationship with my employer?"

The little nurse glanced strangely at the big hole in his chest, said nothing, and moved her gaze away from him to Li Ang.

Wearing a cassock, Li Ang flicked his long white eyebrows and beard, holding a rosary in one hand and placing the other palm upright in front of his chest.

Seeing the nurse looking over, a sentence of "Amitabha" dazzled everyone.

"Amitabha, good, good, this female benefactor, this old monk is here today to pray for the child's father.

Now, seeing that the father and son are safe, this old monk is very gratified..."

[Emotional value from Natasha Romanoff +971]

[Emotional value from Phil Coulson +974]

[Emotional value from Wade Wilson +979]

Natasha stared, is there such an operation?

Coulson admired it and exclaimed that he deserved to be Master Li Ang!

Deadpool opened his mouth, his jaw almost dropped in shock. Good fellow, you're the one to watch when it comes to tricks, Li Ang!

Seeing Li Ang's "kind and benevolent" appearance, the little nurse perfectly showed everyone what it means to be blind. She happily nodded and shouted "Master, you have worked hard", and then decisively focused her attention on Constantine at the end.

Standing there calmly, seeing everyone looking over, Constantine pointed to his ears with his fingers, and then opened his mouth and babbled. After a while of gesturing, he spread his hands, indicating that he was a deaf-mute person.

Seeing this, the little nurse did not discriminate against him at all. She quickly walked up to him and pointed to the child in her arms, indicating whether Constantine was the child's father?

Constantine's eyes immediately became hollow. He acted very realistically, pretending to be blind and exploring forward with both hands.

Soon, he accidentally touched a bulge.

Uh... a little soft, he pinched it.

"Ah, ah, ah!!!"

The little nurse screamed, covered her chest with one hand and took a few steps back in fright. She opened her mouth and was about to scold something, but when she thought that the other party was deaf, mute, and blind, her heart softened and she reluctantly put down her hand.

Forget it, why be angry with a disabled person.

The little nurse had a burst of brain supplementation, personally supplementing Constantine's brain with a complicated past. She thought with sympathy, he is already so miserable, he must not have done it on purpose.

That raises the question, none of the people present are the child's father, so where is the child's father? And who is it?

She narrowed her eyes and scanned everyone again. Everyone was so frightened that they shook their heads in unison. The movements were unusually uniform and standard, and even the angle and amplitude of the swaying seemed to have been specially rehearsed.

Tony was also very unlucky. When he needed help the most, none of his friends stood up to "stab him in the ribs"?

Here, Deadpool has something to say. This knife can be stabbed, but the title of father must not be recognized!

Tatata......

"Tony, how is Tony?"

Sitting in a wheelchair, Pepper Potts was pushed towards this side by an assistant and shouted.

She received the news an hour ago. As soon as she had a trace of strength in her body, she immediately propped herself up from the bed and asked the assistant to take her to the hospital.

Behind her, Happy was also sitting in a wheelchair and was being pushed towards this side.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and their movements were neat and uniform. They raised a finger and pointed at Happy.

"That's right, it's him!" x5

[Emotional value from Happy Hogan +363]

Looking dazed and completely unaware of what was happening, Happy saw the nurse trot all the way to him, and then solemnly placed a baby in his arms, and shook his hand up and down with a smile.

"Sir, congratulations, father and son are safe!"

What the hell? What's safe for father and son?

And who is this baby?

Happy was completely confused and stood there in a daze holding the child. Pepper Potts, as a woman, was more agile and immediately pushed the wheelchair over and pulled Constantine aside after smelling the wrong atmosphere at the scene.

After a conversation between the two, Pepper understood the situation on the scene.

[Emotional value from Pepper Potts +733]

She breathed rapidly, her face flushed red, clenched her fists and gritted her teeth again and again, and finally stamped her foot hard.

Pa.

She stood up directly from the wheelchair, walked quickly to Happy's side, and snatched the child into her arms.

Raising her face like a proud swan, Pepper glanced around with a blush on her face, and then looked directly into Happy's eyes and announced loudly.

"Don't snatch it, I am the father of this child!!"

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