Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

Ten minutes ago, less than twelve hours had passed since the Christmas Eve catastrophe that occurred in Rockefeller Plaza. The instigator, the Little Green Goblin, escaped from danger under the full rescue of two surgical experts, and the medical staff opened the door of the operating room , Pushing the lying green goblin out, he found a dozen people in black shock-absorbing suits standing in the corridor outside the operating room.

Sitting on a bench against the wall was a tall man in a suit and leather shoes. His head was wrapped in a bandage and he could not see his face clearly. At this time, he held a lighter in one hand, lowered his head, and lit the cigarette dangling from his mouth. Then he turned his head slightly, looking at the medical staff who were blocked at the door of the operating room, and the little green goblin who was still in a coma on the stretcher.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette in his mouth, exhaled the smoke ring from his nostrils, and then flicked the cigarette he had only smoked once on the floor tiles in the corridor.

"Sorry," he said, "I'm taking over your patients."

The chief surgeon who walked at the back took a few steps back, put his hands behind his back, and dialed Tony Stark's Security Minister Happy.

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At this time, the morning news was not over yet. After the female anchor finished reporting the Rockefeller Plaza incident, she began to chat about other things.But in the living room of the Mathers house, no one paid any attention to what she said. Mr. Mathers hugged Mrs. Mathers tightly, and after listening to Tony finished speaking, he looked at Rosie again, and Rosie It was only after two seconds of daze that he immediately stood up from the sofa and said, "I'm sorry, I have something to do now..."

Kailani looked up at her with worry in her eyes: "But Rosie, you were injured too..."

"I'm fine." Rosie forced a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not lying to you this time." She looked at the Mathers and his wife sitting on the opposite sofa, lowered her voice slightly, and said, "Mom and Dad, Please wait for me to come back, I will definitely tell you the truth when I come back this time.”

She said, clenched her fists, turned around, and walked towards the door.

"Rosie, wait."

She paused, turned around, and saw Mr. Mathers sighing, and said to her, "Why didn't you wait for Iron Man?"

She froze for a moment, and Mr. Mathers said again: "Go, superhero."

She only felt that the eyelids trembled slightly, like a naughty dragonfly poking her eyeballs with its tentacles, she couldn't help but close her eyes, at that moment, the warm liquid overflowed the eyelids, from the cheeks slide down.

She reached up, brushed the sleeve of her flannel pajamas over her eyes, and said in a heavily nasal voice, "I never expected to be a hero, and I didn't even do anything good, but please Believe me, I will definitely protect the people around me, everyone, I can do it."

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The man with his face covered in bandages leaned against the back of the bench, in a gesture of jealousy and relaxation. He put his left hand in his trousers pocket, and played with the lighter with his right hand. The flame rose and went out in his palm. , extinguished and rose again, and the sound of the flame rising was very clear in this silent corridor at this moment.

"I used to be a doctor, so I don't like to embarrass doctors." The man said while playing with the lighter, "But I am not too merciful to those who violate my will." The lighter in his hand After staying in the lit state, he turned his head, looked at the doctors around the stretcher bed, and smiled, "I really hope that you can understand current affairs."

"As long as the patient is still in the hospital, we must be responsible to the patient to the end." said the anesthesiologist at the front.

"It's really touching medical ethics." The man sighed, "At this time, I have to feel sorry for the world, because the world is about to lose a good doctor."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a black shock-absorbing suit standing at the front raised the submachine gun in his hand and pointed it at the anesthetist. Before the chamber was released, the sound of glass shattering exploded in the corridor. His heart stopped for a second because of the sudden sound, and during this second, a blond girl in a black skirt held both hands. The / gun broke the glass of the corridor window, rushed into the corridor, and kicked the assault / gun in the opponent's hand at the same time.

The submachine gun/gun was thrown into the air, drew a rounded arc, and finally landed at the anesthesiologist's feet, making a crisp sound.

These sounds seemed to be gathered together in an instant, like shells bursting out in unison during a war, making people's brains go blank, and when people came back to their senses, they saw the blond girl standing with her back to the doctors. In front of them, the high-heeled shoes stepped on the broken glass all over the floor, and the morning sun poured in through the broken window with the snow-covered light, rendering the outline of her body like a god dyed by holy light.

She clasped the silver Desert Eagle/Eagle with the index finger of her left hand, twirled between her fingers, raised her head, glanced at the slightly messy corridor at this moment, and then set her sights on the corridor where she was sitting. The man on the bench said, "I thought about it, this world probably doesn't need your pity."

The man pressed the switch of the lighter in his hand, then turned his head to look at her, and said, "I thought the Night Witch would hide in a corner after surviving a catastrophe, and thankfully luckily there was an idiot standing in front of you. "

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I've become that idiot who stood in front of others." She laughed and raised her hand to stroke the broken hair hanging on her forehead.

At this time, the anesthetist who was about to escape from the gunpoint finally realized who the woman who fell from the sky was.

The night witch who had been the subject of talk in the streets and alleys of New York the night before finally appeared in the daytime one day.

At this time, Rosie didn't wear the iconic pointed witch hat on her head, probably because she came in a hurry on a broom, her brilliant blond hair was slightly messy, not as delicate and neat as usual.She turned her head and looked at the doctors standing in front of the stretcher bed. She smiled and said, "Go back to the operating room and take a rest. Don't worry, no bullet will hit you."

After the incident at Rockefeller Plaza last night, she hadn't had a good rest. Not only had the residual makeup on her face not been removed, but she also had thick dark circles under her eyes.

The anesthetist thought for a while, and said worriedly: "Night Witch, you..."

Before she could say "be careful", a gunshot sounded from the opposite side, but she didn't turn her head back. The silver desert eagle/eagle circled around her index finger and disappeared, and her right hand clenched into a fist , directly pulled out a pitch-black pan from the void, and heard a "bang" sound of metal collisions. The bullet hit the pan and bounced to her feet.

Facing the stunned doctors, she smiled and said, "Please rest assured that no bullet will hit me."

As soon as the words fell, she threw the pan back into the void, and pulled out the pistol/gun that should only be used for hunting but not for actual combat. After turning around between her fingers, she looked at the gun man.

It was a hardcover man standing near the window. He was wearing a black shock-absorbing suit and was holding a Colt M1911 pistol in his hand. When Rosie looked at him, he seemed a little shocked and took a step back .

There was another chaotic gunshot in the corridor. The anesthetist and the chief surgeon hurriedly escorted the operating room nurse and the patient lying on the stretcher back to the operating room. When he closed the door of the operating room, he looked into the corridor with some concern. Going to see a blonde young woman stepping on high heels, dodging freely in the hail of bullets, the guns in her hands seem to have integrated with herself, no matter what state she is in, the bullets fired from the chamber are always accurate hit the target.

Before today, it is estimated that all the staff of this hospital would not have imagined that this slightly narrow corridor could one day become a battlefield where superheroes fought.

The head nurse patted the anesthetist on the shoulder, and he stepped back quickly, closing the door of the operating room.

At this time, he heard a surprised voice from a nurse behind him: "The patient is awake?"

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Rosie killed the last man in black with one shot, and stood amidst the broken glass and blood on the ground.

Near noon, the sun became more intense, but apart from the glare, there was still no temperature.She wiped the blood splattered on her forehead with the back of her hand, then turned her head to look at the man sitting on the bench.

This man was very strange. Even though his subordinates were killed by Rosie's gun one by one, he still didn't panic. He only put away the lighter he had been playing with in his hand after the last subordinate fell to the ground.

"If I remember correctly, the last time was also in the hospital. You killed the previous Green Goblin." The man said.

Rosie raised the corners of her lips: "You know a lot." She paused and said, "I have always had a good relationship with the hospital."

Since she woke up in the hospital a year ago, she has been forced to stay in the hospital for a period of time almost every once in a while. It can be said that she has seen the different appearances of the hospital throughout the year.And the last time, she came to the hospital alone, shot and killed his father in front of Harry's eyes, and almost lost herself in the killing.

"However, this time is different from last time." She said again.

This time, she is no longer confused and hesitant when facing her opponent. She is an perpetrator who is using violence to stop violence, and she is also a guardian with firm belief.

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"You know what you need to do most, just go ahead and do it. There will be many changes in this world, but the only thing that can't change is your heart. Whether it's Secretary Mathers or Ye Priestesses, in essence, will not become the same people as the Green Goblin, that's the difference between you and them."

"Is Iron Man implying that I am a good person?"

"Of course not, Secretary Mathers is a little villain." Tony, who was wearing Iron Man armor, had a frivolous voice, "But Secretary Mathers is not a person who will intentionally hurt others."

Although the sun was out that day, the cold wind was blowing on the face, and there was still a bit of pain from the sharp blade scraping the bone. Rosie sat on the broom, looking at the hospital that was getting closer and closer, while thinking in her heart, what next? The first time you ride a broom in winter, you must wear an iron helmet like the boss Tony of the chicken thief.

"Secretary Mathers didn't listen to me carefully." Boss Tony complained a little less seriously.

"I'm going to fight soon, I don't want to talk nonsense." Rosie said, and looked at Tony again, "I'm alone this time, can I?"

"Didn't the Night Witch single-handedly kill the Green Goblin last time?" Tony said.

"But that's the Green Goblin in a wheelchair," Rosie said. "I don't know who attacked the hospital this time."

"So the night witch is afraid?"

"not at all."

"That's right, Night Witch even dared to put pigeons on Iron Man, how could she be afraid." The Iron Man in front of Rosie raised his hand and touched her head, "I know what you want to do, go, I believe You, you'll believe in yourself, too."

"I want to protect Harry and everyone in the hospital."

"Of course, you can do it." Tony said with a smile, "Go, Night Witch. Love you, three thousand times."

Iron Man stretched out three fingers and compared them in front of Rosie.

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Of course, I can do it.

"As long as I'm still standing here, you can't take over anyone's fate." Rosie stepped on a submachine gun that fell to the ground, and said coldly to the man sitting on the bench.

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It’s only been two days since I’ve finished watching Avengers IV, and I’m in a complicated mood. I don’t know what to say, and I want to make Love You [-] times appear in this article.

But the real embarrassment is still the widow sister, it is really too hard to accept.