[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

The next day, Tony calmed down after bombarding the basement.

He sat quietly on the sofa used for temporary rest in the studio, propping his chin with one hand, and holding up the tablet computer with the other to search for the international terrorists in the photo of Christine last night—the Ten Rings Gang.

He found that this group of international terrorists has been frequently active in the Middle East recently.And in their hands, more than 90.00% said that the weapons produced by Stark Industries.

Tony's face became more and more serious, and countless emotions in his heart were mixed together, rushing wildly like a wild beast, but his brain was extremely calm.Some people, the more angry they are in their hearts, the calmer they appear on the surface.

Little Angel, who just took a shower in the morning and came to Tony to wipe her hair with a small bath towel, paused.Angie is very sensitive to people's emotions, and her intuition tells her that Tony won't rub her hair this time.

So, the little girl obediently put the towel on her little head, sat next to Tony, and looked at him with her head tilted.

"Tony, what's the matter with you?" The little girl's voice was soft, like a cub whose fluff hadn't faded, she rubbed against your hand with her fur, which made people's heart soften unconsciously.

But Tony and even Angie herself didn't realize that her spiritual power radiated out, invisibly calming the rioting emotions in Tony's heart.

"Children don't always ask questions. This is an adult's business." Tony smiled and waved to Angel as if nothing had happened, "Get up, I'll brush your hair."

"Hmm..." The little girl puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction, "I'm not a child anymore, I'm already 10 years old!"

The little girl, who looked like she was only seven or eight years old at the top, held out her little claws to Tony, and shook her ten fingers with baby fat in front of him.This is what Tony once said to Angie.

At a glance, little Anqi's actual age is unknown, but the eastern face is always smaller than the western one, and the skeleton is also slender and softer, a small ball, delicate and soft.Let alone seven or eight years old, some people would believe that she was only five or six years old.

At first, Tony didn't know that the kid was 10 years old.

Only after An Qi's bone age was measured did she know her actual age.

"10 years old?" Tony raised his eyebrows, "Then you must have misremembered, I clearly said it was 6 years old."

"You also said that you are 33 years old, older than Bruce!" The little girl retorted with her mouth pouted, "But I asked Garvez, and he said that you are only 29 years old, half a year younger than Bruce!"

Tony stroked the carefully trimmed mustache on his chin and refused to admit it. "I look much more mature and attractive than Bruce. How could I be younger than him? He's just a younger brother!"

Tony wasn't going to let his bad hair overwhelm anything, not even age.

"But he has two children. Dick is so old, and he will go to college soon!" Little Angie "has a reason".After finishing speaking, she still stood up, put her feet on her feet and stretched her hands up to measure something: "Dick is so-so tall, taller than you."

"Taller than me?" At the mention of height, a certain rich man frowned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He got up from the sofa, his not tall but not short figure blocked the light in front of An Qi, and the dark figure completely enveloped the little girl.

Tony leaned over slightly, and nodded the little girl's delicate nose: "You can't even reach my waistline, and you still talk about my height? Dwarf."

"I'm not a dwarf!" The little girl retorted, wrinkling her nose. "The dwarves are so ugly, and they have big beards."

——An Qi doesn't want to be a dwarf, she wants to grow into a big beauty like Mommy!

Unknowingly, the little girl had already muttered her heart out.

Tony raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, gossiping: "Mommy? Who's your name, Mommy?"

"When did Bruce date a girlfriend I didn't even know about? Rachel? Or that thief catwoman who was always doing mysteries?"

"Hey, isn't it your biological mother?" Tony thought more and more outrageous. "But if you have a biological mother, how could Bruce adopt you according to Bruce's temperament? You can't... OHMyGod!"

—Is this child really Bruce’s illegitimate daughter?

But if it was really his daughter, how could she ignore her after disappearing for more than half a month?

"Mommy is Mommy!" The little girl puffed her cheeks, unwilling to continue this question.

During the days when she left Arkham, Angie's brain, which was as simple as a piece of blank paper, learned a lot of common sense things after being exposed to the outside world. biological difference.It was also heard from Bruce that the Joker was not her biological father.The little girl didn't know what to do about it, so she chose not to face it.

——After all, Daddy and Mommy have always treated her very well, not at all like Snow White's stepmother who always wanted her dead.

"OK, let's not talk about it." Tony shrugged, picked up little Angie with a small towel on her head, "Come here, I'll wipe your hair."

"...Oh." The little girl responded after a beat.

The two of them suddenly changed the topic or "break the battle" while they were talking. This is Tony's usual trick, and Angie is used to it.

——Anyway, except for daddy, they adults have always been so abnormal.

The father-controlled little Anqi, who wore a filter several hundred meters thick, thought so.As everyone knows, her relatives and fathers are the most "abnormal" one...

Tony, interrupted by little Angie, appears absent-minded while he wipes the little girl's hair.

"Sweetheart, if... I mean if——you have one..." Tony organized his words, trying to assume tactfully.After finding out that it was not successful, I decided to give up.

"Ang?" The little girl raised her head in confusion, looking at Tony who hesitated to speak.

"what do I have?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in Tony's mind, and he thought of the launcher that the little girl had used for him, which almost (much) helped the two escape from danger.

"Why did you give me that launcher when we were in the car?" It was Tony's first time fighting with a weapon in his hands.

"But, it's the duck you said you wanted weapons." The little girl stated the fact innocently.

Tony can still clearly recall the pure trust in the little girl's crystal-clear eyes.

"Then it never occurred to you that I'd pick up a weapon and do something else? Or, leave you behind and run away by myself? This is your lifesaver, sweetheart." Tony knew, little girl How precious to the contents of her little bag.

...that's a good question.Wasn't there an answer at the beginning?

"Hmm..." Little Anqi shook her head, she didn't get the key to this question, "But, I'm not very good at using the things Uncle Lawton gave me. But if you want to use it, why don't I give it to you?"

"So...why did you give it to me?" Tony didn't wipe his hair anymore, he flicked the towel in his hand, and pulled the little girl's shoulders, causing her to turn to face him.He squatted down, his big caramel-colored eyes flashed with impatience, as if An Qi's answer was very important to him, and he was eager to hear it.

"You are the one who said we were going to escape?" The little girl tilted her head and said without thinking. "Although you didn't take me away from the villains, we escaped in the end."

"...That's it?" Tony was slightly taken aback, "You gave me the launcher for such a simple reason?"

"If you want to give it to you, I will give it to you..." The little girl didn't understand why Tony had been struggling with this issue, and murmured in a low voice: "There are so many reasons."

Just when Tony felt that he didn't get the answer he wanted, and let go of her shoulders a little bit, the little girl pouted her mouth and thought about it seriously, and added: "Probably... because you are Tony."

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

"Because you said: nothing can be Tony Stark'." Angie raised her head, her pale pink eyes were extremely clear, as if she was in the box of a truck, she had pure trust in the person in front of her.

An Qi still remembers the confident and flamboyant smile on the man's face when he said this in the dark box of the truck.And those big, caramel-colored eyes seem to be glowing.Let her unconsciously want to be close and trust this person.

"Although you lied to me once (An Qi thinks), I still believe you."

—more than trusting Bruce.

She imitated Tony's confident and arrogant tone, and said to him in his own words: "After all, you are Tony Tucker!"

The little girl smiled on her pale and immature face, she was as pure and beautiful as a little angel in the eyes of the people in front of her.

"..." After being slightly dazed, a smile slowly appeared on Tony's face, as if some barrier had been broken, and his whole body was transparent and comfortable. "Yes, I'm Tony Stark!"

- Tony? Stark, omnipotent.

To hell with all those "why"s!

"Tony, my hair isn't dry yet..." Little Anqi scratched at her dry hair, destroying the atmosphere with one sentence.

——So, can you continue brushing your hair?

"..." The corner of Tony's mouth twitched, and then he gave a smirk, "Come here, you little troublemaker!"

He seemed to be rude, but he held the little girl into his arms very lightly, pinching the baby fat around her cheeks.

"See if I don't brush your hair into a messy bird's nest!" Tony stared, imitating the vicious weapon of the villain in the cartoon the little girl watched.

"Hehehe~" The little girl didn't believe him, and only responded with a series of cheerful laughter.

One big and one small play together.

"Sweetheart, don't use your ability to cheat!" Tony fell back into the soft sofa, because his head was slightly hanging upside down on the edge of the sofa, so his sight caught the newly made Mark III battle suit.

At this time, the suit has been colored, and the gold-red suit has become the most eye-catching and dazzling presence in the entire studio.

Tony's big caramel-colored eyes flashed a bright and determined light, as if deciding on something.Then, he got up with a smile on his face and made a fuss with the little girl.One after another, laughter sounded from the studio.

— Time to do something, Stark.

A rich man said this to himself in his heart.

……

After lunch, Tony flew to the town of Kurami, which was affected by the war, wearing a newly made battle suit.He was originally going to destroy the Ten Rings Gang's weapon arsenal not far away, but who knew that he happened to encounter the evil deeds of the Ten Rings Gang.Tony prevented a gangster massacre of unarmed townspeople, blowing up the Ten Rings' ammunition depot and destroying their supplies.Then, when flying back to the U.S. airspace, Tony experienced the "speed and passion" in the air with the F22 of the U.S. military, and left them far away under the nose of the military.

After flying back to Marbury's seaside villa, Tony felt very happy.

His battle suit, which was covered in bullet marks and slightly deformed due to the collision with the fighter plane in the air, "sticks" tightly to his body, making it very difficult to take off.

"Hiss!" Tony gasped, "Garvez, can you be gentle with your returning master?"

The smart butler was unmoved, "sir, please relax your leg muscles. The tighter you are, the more painful it will be."

"Oh, God!" Tony cried out again.

"Okay, stop, stop!" Tony waved his hand, "Go and call sweetheart down."

... Half a minute later, the little girl appeared in Tony's studio with a piece of popcorn in her arms.

"What are you doing?" The little girl blinked, and she had only seen half of "The Lion King".

"Don't you see I'm stuck in the suit? Get 'em off me, sweetheart."

"Oh." The little girl raised her hand upon hearing this, but was stopped by Tony again.

"Wait!" Tony told Angie, "Be gentle."

"Okay." Little Angie changed one hand to hold the popcorn, stretched out the other hand, and put her five fingers together—"Slam!" The battle suit on Tony's body was torn apart and fell to the ground in pieces.

Tony?

The corner of Tony's mouth twitched slightly as he stood there unscathed, even maintaining a slightly weird posture, and finally said dryly: "...your ability to control is getting better and better sweetheart."

——It’s just his battle suit...

Forget it, remake it.

……

The appearance of "Iron Man" has caused numerous controversies in the United States.

During an interview, Tony met the blond journalist Christine, who was harsh and harsh.

Then, Tony smiled, ignored the manuscript prepared for him by a department whose name was too long to remember, and uttered a sentence in front of countless media, which caused a huge wave in New York: "Iamironman..."

Tony's words made him return to the top of the traffic pyramid in the United States.Revealing his identity as Iron Man was even bigger than the sensation he created when he announced the weapons manufacturing department.The live broadcast of the press conference even paralyzed the website responsible for the live broadcast.

The press in New York ushered in an explosive carnival, but Gotham over there was completely different.

In this dark city, all filth works in the dark.On the surface, it is calm, but in fact it has been undercurrents.

At night, the clown, who had escaped from Arkham for the fifth time, stared at Batman in front of him and smiled strangely.

In the dark, there are often nine out of ten battles, almost all-powerful Batman, lying on the ground.He was surrounded by a cloud of green gas, seeping into his skin and immobilizing him.

"Don't worry, you won't die. This is an improved version of laughing gas that I specially made for you."

"Laughing gas" is one of the methods used by clowns.People who are infected with laughing gas will laugh so much that they will eventually die of exhaustion.But he specially improved a version, just for Batman to use.The Joker is a good hunter, and when he is determined to ambush his "prey", no one can escape his calculations, not even Batman.Otherwise, a Batman in a parallel universe would not have been bereaved because of the Joker, and even turned into the Laughing Bat in the end.

"Listen, little bat..." The pale, morbid but inexplicably handsome and evil man squatted down, and the playing cards between his fingers slid back and forth along Batman's mask.

"I can only play with you when I want to, if I don't want to..." The corner of the clown's mouth is raised exaggeratedly, but the dark green eyes are extremely cold.

"If you mess with me again, I'll blow up Wayne Manor and destroy your Batcave, and let your old butler and two little birds die in it too!"

With that pale smiling face, he spoke the most vicious threat.

"...You!" Bruce was startled, unexpected in his imagination.

——He really knew his true identity.

"Oh... my old friend, of course I know." The clown let out a strange cry, as if he knew what Bruce was thinking. "Don't meddle in your own business all the time, it's easy to lose your life."

"I would be very sad if you died."

"And if you die, I don't know what I will do."

"So... in order to prevent me from accidentally killing you when I get angry, you should go as far as you can!"

He stood up ugly, tugging at the collar with his pale and slender hands, as if the emperor who was about to conquer himself was straightening his clothes, or as if a celebrity who was about to step into a dinner party casually but elegantly arranged his image.

"My little baby is still waiting for her daddy to pick me up. And when I'm not in Gotham, don't miss me too much. Of course, you won't be too boring, I believe... Penguin and the others will accompany you well It was fun."

"Laughing gas will decompose itself in half an hour." As he said, the clown threw the joke card in his hand at Bruce.

The pale-skinned, green-haired crime lord in a gorgeous purple suit turned around, leaving Bruce with a slender back.Under the silver moonlight, his shadow reflected on the ground was stretched extremely long, shaking slightly with his footsteps, like a huge black snake swimming.

"Good night, little bat."

"..."