[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

——What is an escape room?

Little Angie squatted in the emptiest corner of the carriage, tilting her head and watching Tony unblinkingly classify the things that could be used in the carriage.

There is nothing in the compartment that can be used as a weapon or a large defensive item.In addition to a few bags of flour, a bunch of messy snacks and plates of ribbons for Christmas decorations, there are some girls' cosmetics and a few daily necessities.Maybe it's because after the fire gang robbed the car, they cleared the car, leaving only these messy things.What attack power and defense power, these can't be counted on.

But that's just what ordinary people think.

In Tony's eyes, there are still many things that can be used here.

Girls' makeup remover, nail polish, mosquito repellent water commonly used in summer, and dish soap that cannot be separated from the kitchen.at last--

"Hmm!" Tony moved the last sack of flour out of the corner.

25 kilograms of flour, a total of five bags.It is a test of arm strength.After doing all this, Tony had the illusion of sweating profusely.

Tony, who secretly decided to exercise more after returning home this trip, adjusted his breathing, seeing the little girl squatting in the corner staring at him with curiosity and doubts, it was amused.

"Come here, little magical girl." Tony nicknamed little Angie, "This is a game for the two of us, you can't sit there and watch it all the time, you don't have any experience in the game."

"Anqi!" The little girl puffed her cheeks.

"Huh?" Tony didn't respond for a moment.

"It's Angie, not the magical little girl." The little girl puffed her cheeks and emphasized dissatisfiedly.

——She is Daddy's little angel, not some magical little girl.

"Anqi? Angel?" Tony raised his eyebrows, pointing to himself, "Tony, the genius inventor Tony Stark."

"OK, the belated self-introduction is over. Now our little angel girl, can you come and help me?"

"It's because we are both degenerates in the world." Even if he was kidnapped and his future was unknown, Tony Stark could still say witty words with ease.

Although An Qi doesn't know much about "a person who has fallen into the world", but the friendship between Bruce and the liar has not broken up together, so the little girl straightened up, holding her small satchel and the bag of candy that the clown father gave her ran over.

"What am I going to do?" Angie raised her head, looking at Tony with light-colored eyes and asked.Really like a soft little milk dog.

"Goodgirl!" Tony put his hand on the top of the little girl's head and stroked it, ruffling the already messy hair into a bird's nest.

"Here..." Tony dragged out the flour he had just pulled out. He unsealed two of the flour bags and poured them out, then pushed Angie a pile of nail polish, makeup remover and mosquito repellent. "Now the flour is yours, honey, no matter how you throw it in every corner of the car."

"As for the bottles and jars, the glass bottles are kept, and the others are also thrown out."

"Don't worry, I'll come and help you when I'm done."

"Oh." The little girl nodded, she couldn't be more obedient.

The little girl's appearance provoked Tony to slap the little girl's head again, before he started to get down to business.

Probably because people around me like to touch their heads, and there is no mirror to reflect the mess on top of their heads, so An Qi didn't care, and put a bag of candies and a small furry satchel into the black bag.

The flour, which was as white as the hill, was as white as snow. An Qi squatted in the pile of flour and found the joy in it.

At first, she still held the cardboard shell to push the flour out one by one, and then started to kick it with her little feet.In the end, little Angie, who had let herself go, had so much fun that she stood on the flour pile and rolled.

"Hehehehe..." The little girl began to thump and thump, letting out bursts of cheerful laughter.The big red cloak has been dyed a new color by flour.

Tony, who watched the whole process from the corner of his eye and didn't know where the joke was, said, "..."

—Forget it, she's just a child.

This sentence contains multiple meanings.

If a child grows up, his ability to tear down a house is comparable to that of ten huskies.

But after a while, the flour was thrown everywhere by An Qi with hands and feet.

Feeling a little tired from playing, An Qi lightly panted for breath, completely unaware that she was now a small white-faced person.She sat directly on the ground, and with her short arms began to sort the pile of bottles and jars.

This "work" is much more monotonous than spreading flour. The little girl who can't "improvise" at all finds it boring, and loses patience after less than 2 minutes of doing it.

"What do we need all this water for?" the little girl turned her head and asked Tony.

"It's very useful." Tony said hurriedly.

"Because we don't have any weapons in our hands, so we can only make conveniences for ourselves, you know? Look, they chose to lock us here, which is definitely the worst decision." Began to be narcissistic, "Nothing can stop the genius inventor Tony Stark!"

"Weapons?" Angie automatically skipped the second half of Tony's words and grasped the main point.

——Who said we don't have weapons!

Not knowing what to think of, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she knelt down to open the small satchel.In Tony's speechless feeling that this scene seemed a bit familiar, the little girl grabbed the small satchel and fell down on the bottom of the mouth—"crash la la...", several things spilled out.

In addition to the shards of glass and the small golden fork that were taken back like a baby, there are two special alloy bullets in the small satchel at this time, and a black transmitter box with infrared aiming.The pink unicorn has been given to Papa Clown along with the candy, so those are the only things left in Angie's satchel.

Tony, who was tying the insecticide together with a colored ribbon, twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw the two bullets, and pinned the pot on the innocent Bruce.

—How on earth does that guy raise children.

Oh, I absolutely do not admit that he is my childhood friend!

"Look—" the little girl raised the launcher high, looking a little proud, "it's a weapon~"

——Smart Angie has everything!

Very well, someone's narcissism has vividly made the little girl start to follow suit.

"What could this little black box of yours be... OH! my... don't point it at me!" Tony said jokingly, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the round hole on the end of the "little box" facing him and Infrared suddenly changed the subject.

As Tony Stark, a genius inventor who has designed countless advanced weapons, he only needs to glance to find the difference in that "small box".

"OK, sweetheart. You can't hold that thing, give it to me."

"??" The little girl blinked her eyes, but still handed it to him.

"Hey—" the little girl reached out and handed the things to Tony, her light-colored eyes were so clear that it was easy to see the pure trust.

Tony's big caramel-colored eyes moved, slightly staggering his gaze.

"Put it there, Tony Stark never accepts anything handed to him. It's my habit."

This is true, Tony really does not accept the things that others hand over.But can the little girl follow him?

the answer is negative!

The little girl looked suspicious for a moment, and then stuffed the transmitter into Tony's arms.

"Ah Fu said that a good habit is a habit, and a bad habit is a problem', which needs to be changed." The little girl said seriously.

——That's why I'm not used to your bad habits!

Tony?

Tony was defeated by the child's serious eyes. He rolled his eyes and muttered, "Why does that old-fashioned British man talk about everything? Why didn't I see him preaching to Bruce every day when I was young..."

As he spoke, his words stopped suddenly, and he raised his eyebrows and whistled: "Cool~ where did you get such a delicate thing?"

"Nine millimeter bullets, using a small explosive as a launcher to increase its power, and it also comes with a silencer?" In just a short time, Tony had a thorough understanding of the launcher, which shows his talent and proficiency in weapon invention .

Bruce, a good and law-abiding boy, can't make such a small and lethal weapon that looks like an assassination weapon.He only plays with a little kid's toy (batarang).

"Who gave it to you? Honey." Tony asked again, but this time with a bit more seriousness.

I don't know what the purpose of that person is to use such a thing for a child as young as Angie.

"Uncle Lawton sent it to me." Unsuspecting little Angie opened her mouth and sold Deadshot Lawton, "He said it was for my self-defense."

"Laughton?" Tony searched for the name in his mind, but got no answer.If An Qi was talking about "Uncle Deadshot", he would know who this person is in an instant.And it is also possible to find out Angie's relationship network with a lot of super villains along this "vine".

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." The ten-centimeter launcher turned a flower in Tony's hand.

"Although we have weapons in our hands and an extra guarantee, we still have to follow the plan." As he spoke, Tony laid the remaining three bags of flour horizontally, and took Angie's shards of glass to cut a large hole on the bag. The opening was filled with a lot of flammable ribbons. "Here, pour the liquid from the plastic bottle into sweetheart."

"...Oh." The little girl replied reluctantly.

Little Angie, who did not escape from work despite taking out the things that Uncle Shishe sent, felt aggrieved.

……

10 minutes later.Tony felt the van visibly slow down, then jerked and stopped.

"Don't do it, Angie." Tony grabbed the little girl's hand.Seeing her covered in flour, Tony patted her, picked up the suit he took off before shaking, and then covered her head and wrapped it.He himself held the launcher in one hand and was tied with a ribbon to which was tied a glass bottle containing a flammable liquid.

"You must follow me closely, you know? When I said 'run', I ran forward without looking back, getting farther and farther away from here, you know?" Tony kept telling Angel, with a serious and serious expression.He is completely different from the one who used to make jokes frequently when getting along with An Qi.

"Hmm." Little Angie nodded obediently, hugging the small satchel in her arms and the candies repacked into the Christmas stocking.

"敪——" The door of the truck compartment was opened with a gap, and the cold moonlight poured in along with the chill of the winter night.

"!!!" Tony, who only allowed a thin shirt, had a conditioned reflex, and the skin on his arms exposed to the air had goosebumps at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Squeak—ah!" The door of the carriage opened completely, revealing two half-figures.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Without thinking about it, Tony pressed the switch of the transmitter.The [-]mm bullets shot out like lightning, directly taking the life of the enemy.

Because it was the first time to use it, Tony was a bit unfamiliar with it, and the first shot missed.Fortunately, the launcher had a fast rate of fire and a stable trajectory, allowing him to quickly find the target.

"what sound!?"

"what happened?"

"Laud—?" Someone shouted loudly, it should be the name of one of the two.

Tony's heart sank, and it was exactly as he thought, the two people who were responsible for "escorting" them were not only the driver and co-driver on the truck.

He quickly jumped out of the car and hugged An Qi down again.Tony bent down to pick up the pistol pinned to the waist of the dead body on the ground, shot a man who ran over first, and turned to Angie and shouted: "Run!!!"

The little girl ran forward obediently, but Tony took down the glass bottle on his body, lit the ribbon plugged with the lighter, and threw it directly into the pile of flammable objects filled with nail polish in the carriage. On, the flames quickly ignited.Immediately afterwards, he shot another insecticide that he had previously fixed in the center of the flour.Having done all this quickly, he ran forward without looking back.

"boom--"

The volatile gas and flammable liquid burned instantly when it came into contact with the flames, and the flour that was scattered by the small-scale explosion also burned quickly!

"Oh!"

"Boom! Boom!"

In less than three seconds, louder and louder explosions followed one after another!

Flour itself is flammable and contains carbon, hydrogen and oxygen elements.In a dry state, its flammability will be maximized when exposed to an open flame.There is a lot of oxygen around the small particles of flour to support combustion, and flammable objects such as makeup remover and nail polish will burn faster.In an instant, the heat couldn't be released quickly, and the flour seemed to be turned into gas, causing a large-scale explosion directly!In the end, the whole truck exploded in an instant!

The six or seven people beside the truck who rushed over were affected by the explosion and couldn't take care of themselves.Tony staggered from the impact of the last explosion, but he didn't turn his head back, a smug and flamboyant laugh rose from the corner of his mouth, and continued to run forward.

——Real man, never look back at the explosion!

then……

"call out!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Tony felt his back go numb, and then he lost control of his body.

"Crack! Crack!" The "dart" sent out by □□ was still flashing with electric sparks, while Tony was twitched by the high-voltage electric current and rolled his eyes.

"Tony!"

Tony heard an urgent call.

He tried to look up, it was An Qi.The suit jacket covering her head was lost somewhere. She was covered in flour, her hair was messed up, and the little girl was surrounded by several people, pointing guns at her.

An Qi didn't escape very far before she was caught and brought back.Also, how far can a seven or eight-year-old girl run in a short period of time?

Tony felt that he hadn't considered it carefully. Just now, he should have taken her and robbed the car not far away... Wait!Was there a car here just now?

"Zi la la ~"

Another current.He was shot again.

—fuck!

I hate stun guns!

These were Tony's last thoughts before he lost consciousness.