[Comprehensive British and American] Bat family's small bat dart

In fact, Howard doesn't really want to be sent abroad.

The longer I stay in heaven, the more I feel that there are still many things that can be improved. The combination of technology and magic is definitely the result of one plus one greater than two.

More importantly, working here will never have to worry about sudden death from overwork.

——Yes, don’t worry, because those who can come here are already dead)

Even though he has lived here for more than ten years, he has to admit that this is the ideal place for every crazy scientific researcher who is obsessed with research, not to mention that Heaven has always expressed great importance to his research.

Tech Tower in Paradise Center City

Howard Stark's private laboratory

Maria was very skillful in operating Howard's test bench, pulling out people buried in a pile of parts, and the sound of crackling metal parts colliding could be heard endlessly.

"It's time for you to go, dear, next time it won't be me but the guards who will come to urge you."

I think the ordinary person Maria Stark back then would definitely not be able to pick up a big man like Howard. However, after coming to heaven, Mrs. Stark, who has a fascinated interest in magic and is also very talented, finally worked hard and finally gained strength in force. On the one hand, he quickly defeated her husband who was devoted to research.

Howard struggled twice without hope, but he didn't move at all.

He decided to give up treatment, but fortunately he has been very good to his wife (think about the consequences of those domestic violence men)

"Let's go now, I don't know if I can see that brat on this trip."

Howard curled his lips, and the mustache on his mouth trembled. After getting out of the nape of his neck that was picked up by Maria, he went to his rest room to change clothes.

Maria stuffed the unwrapped and unfinished donuts on the table into Howard's mouth, blocking his mouth that wanted to continue expressing his dislike for Tony.

"You know what would happen if I found out you had an argument the first day you met?"

Maria always smiles softly and softly, but you would be wrong if you think she is easy to talk to.

Howard seriously suspects that since he learned magic, his wife has undergone a strange and irreversible mutation.

He chewed quickly, and wiped out the donut in his mouth in twos and twos, and pretended to be disgusted after eating, "I really don't know why Tony likes to eat such sweet things."

"And I won't quarrel with that kid!" Someone who was not young retorted loudly like a child, coupled with his youthful appearance after death, his words were even more convincing

nothing.

Don't like donuts?It's almost as unconvincing as he won't quarrel with Tony.

"It's a pity. It seems that I can only wait for the opportunity to meet Tony and cook it for him when I have a new skill."

!

No wait, I was wrong! !

Howard felt that the donuts he had just eaten were no longer sweet, and his mouth was bitter.

"Okay, it's time for you to go to work." Maria made a final decision, "Remember to tell Tony for me not to stay up all night."

There are no cars in heaven, everyone here has wings, and having wings does not mean that you can fly around, because there are traffic rules here.

If it weren't for the really long distance to go out, Howard didn't really want to let go of his wings.

As a pre-materialist scientist whose study of magic can be explained for the sake of science, Howard has long held on to his shaky worldview - refusing to let go of his wings.

In the end, this situation was successfully ended by Maria - believe me, any man who has experienced being carried by his wife to the sky by the collar will never want to experience it again)

Ending the memories, Howard was flying out of the passage with his wings flapping. The milky white clouds and mist were lingering, and the tall steel buildings that pierced into the sky stood tall. The old stark sign only had a big "a" left.

Howard couldn't resist flying around the building. No photo is as amazing as what he saw with his own eyes. He lowered his head, and the New York in front of him was just like his craziest fantasy. The buildings with different styles from heaven were densely towering like steel-framed monsters. , and finally stopped staying and flew straight to Gotham.

It's not too late to see Tony when things are over.

He never admitted that he was a little close to his hometown and was afraid to go there.

In the laboratory of the Avengers Building, Tony in the racerback vest and big slippers had a donut in his mouth, his hands were clicking on the computer, and he ordered in an indistinct voice, "Record data, j."

"Okay sir." The loyal partner immediately carried out the order, and at the same time mentioned the strange thing that just happened outside the window, "An angel appeared in the sky above New York, flying around the Vengeance Building."

"Judgment? What is she here for?"

"No, it's not a seraph. It's just a pair of wings. It's a gentleman. It's impossible to capture the face." Jarvis typed the blurred photo he captured on the computer screen, and he still couldn't see the face clearly after restoring it with technology.

"Wow, keep to my point of view, they must not be good-looking enough to never show their faces." Tony finished the donuts in two or three bites, went to wash his hands, and greeted his equipment, "I'll go out and have a look."

"Sorry sir, he has

left. "

Tony, who had just put on his battle armor, was a little disappointed. There was no doubt that his plan to fight with Angels to secretly record their combat data fell through.

"Forget it, there will always be a chance."

Tony muttered to start his experiment again, it was rare that he was not researching armor but researching the company's clean energy products.

Two days ago, the director of the Stark Industries laboratory handed over a semi-mature but stuck research report. After reading it, he thought it was not bad, and now he is solving the stuck part.

After Pepper went on strike again to protest, Tony finally remembered to do something for the company, but again, this extra research compressed his rest time again.

Pepper is exhausted physically and mentally, but it wouldn't be Tony Stark if he could be obedient.

Wayne's private jet

Beta was sitting opposite Bruce, holding a magazine, and unconsciously rubbing the corners of the magazine with her hands. She didn't wake up until she felt the corners of the paper begin to wrinkle.

"Calm down, you're anxious."

Bruce leaned lazily on the back of the chair, supported his cheek with one hand, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window, until he turned his face and looked at Beta's hand.

His calmness is in stark contrast to Beta's anxiety, and even Beta himself has to admit it.

"I was just reading magazines." But she just didn't want to admit it.

"Then I suggest you turn the magazine upside down first."

He pointed to the fashion magazine that was curled up and held upside down, and raised the red wine glass from the table, the clear crimson inside swayed slightly like a flowing ruby.

Turned pale in shock, he looked down and found that Beta, who had really taken the book down, blushed instantly, and quickly turned it over, trying to pretend nothing had happened, but failed as expected, so he completely gave up on himself.

Without Bruce asking, she obediently said what she was thinking, "You know how my father 'borrowed' the mother box from Atlantis two days ago, right?"

It was a mess.

As the team member whose physique can best adapt to the water environment, Beta just went to Atlantis two days ago to negotiate with their king Orm, hoping to get the mother box, but Orm is obviously a reader. Not only did she return without success, she even had a direct conflict.

Leaving aside the process of the conflict, the final result is that God remotely controls and directly takes away the mother box.

Atlantis felt provoked and almost flooded Los Angeles, but was finally slapped back by God, and there was no more movement.

after all

Knowing that he is someone who can flatten the sea with a single slap, who would dare to do anything?

But now, they need to make a final attempt to recruit the half-Atlantean Arthur Cook.

She didn't think it would work.

"Don't worry, Arthur Cook never returned to Atlantis."

Bruce wasn't overly worried about this matter, but it was okay if he didn't persuade Beta, but he became more disturbed when he persuaded Beta.

He's really not good at comforting people.

"Bruce," she turned her head, and accurately captured those calm and restrained blue eyes. They were like the sea, but they were different from the huge furious waves set off by the Atlanteans. They were the kind of endless calm and implied energy. sea ​​surface.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at it first, then raised his eyebrows, waiting for her next words.

The knife-like face is different from Gotham's little prince Brucey, who is flexible and frivolous, and it is also different from the cold and heavy Batman wearing a mask. Compared with a simple split, Beta is more willing to treat these two identities together. It is a beauty that is full of charm and timeless.

"You have beautiful eyes."

She seemed to lose her mind suddenly, and forgot all the words she wanted to say. Only those blue eyes remained in her mind, and she could even imagine the cold and hard gaze of those eyes every time she put on the mask.

Will definitely be laughed at by Bruce, right?

Beta could only think of this with the only reason left. She covered her face with her hands and dared not look at the person opposite.

A pair of warm hands wrapped her wrists and pulled them down, revealing her face, the man spoke under her embarrassed gaze

"Just the eyes?"

For the first time, Bruce made Beta feel a certain pressure that belonged to him alone. It was different from Batman facing criminals. She would rather call it charm than pressure.

No, of course more than that.

Forgive Beta, she felt that her brain was starting to become difficult to use, and she couldn't think of any appropriate answer for a while, so she just said whatever was in her mind

"Bruce, has anyone ever told you that you're good-looking, and even your dark, pointy ears are damn sexy."

This level of love talk really deserves a special study, or spend more time with Baby Brucey.

Bruce "..."

It took him a while to realize that Beta was talking about those two goddamn antennas on his uniform!

Why does everyone always have trouble with those two antennas?

Batman really wanted to question his soul.

"Thank you. It's the first time I've heard such a description. Your example is very special."

Not everyone can take it

Tana's example of supernatural skill and a stroke of genius, Bruce didn't show the slightest bit on the face, and fell into deep thought.

Thinking about the law books that Beta prefers every time in Wayne Manor, maybe it's time to add some soft classical novels to Wayne Manor's study.

"Although I'm sorry to disturb you, but Mrs. Madam, I will arrive at my destination in 10 minutes. You'd better prepare in advance."

Ah Fu's voice suddenly sounded in the headsets of the two of them, and without any preparation, Beta gasped subconsciously.

"Ah, Ah Fu?"

"Sorry, but I think you guys still remember that before we set off, we agreed that the connection will be on all the time for this itinerary?" Ah Fu told the truth politely but without hesitation, "I will only make audio calls when necessary. Recording, it doesn't matter, you can pretend that I don't exist."