Marvel turns into Iron Man

"Oh my god, we actually blew up an entire plane. The colleagues in the institute will never believe it."

"You're right, Fitz, I have some new insights into certain aspects."

Simmons walked down the stairs excitedly, still holding a bottle of Budweiser tightly in his hand.

And behind her, Fitz carried a whole beer cooler and followed her down the stairs.

"Oh, my God, please, stop talking, Professor Vaughn."

However, Fitz seemed really annoyed enough by Simmons' excitement.

Otherwise, how could this poor boy deliberately call his girlfriend's last name.

"It can be seen that the children seem to be very happy."

Miss Stark took a slight step back, making way for Simmons and Fitz.

"Hey guys, put down what you're doing and come here, you don't look like you'll miss it."

Putting the beer crate in the center of the rear door panel of the cabin, Simmons and Fitz began to greet other people standing around.

"It takes 180 days to reach the sun from here."

"Of course, it will definitely be faster if a hydrogen fuel accelerator is used."

The two sat down along the edge of the rear door of the cabin, and Ward and May also came over.

"It's actually necessary to relax a little bit on the field once in a while."

As Simmons said, he reached out and picked up a bottle of beer, turned around and handed it to Daisy behind her.

"That's right, especially today we have gone through so much and still haven't died, it's really suitable to commemorate."

Fitz let out a long sigh as he spoke, as if he wanted to release the pressure accumulated before landing in one go.

"To be honest, things like this don't happen every day, do they?"

"Yeah, it's abnormal, it's not regular at all, it's not... normal."

Simmons took a sip of the bitter beer and belched lightly.

"Brilliant show isn't it—I don't think anyone would have thought the Slingshot was a rocket launch site in the literal sense of the word."

Even Miss Stark reached into the beer box and took out a bottle of Budweiser.

"Let's raise a glass to your freshmen, my friends."

She pulled the cap off and held the beer bottle high in the middle of everyone.

"Okay... Anyway, thank you for your help, sir."

Ward was the first to bump into Miss Stark holding a beer bottle, but he could still hear some displeasure in his tone.

"Well, let's celebrate our peril."

Others also lifted the beer bottles and gently bumped them together.

"It's nothing, I just did a little more work, you're welcome."

Miss Stark replied with a smile, and she didn't bother to guess what the others were thinking.

"But speaking of abnormality, who came up with the idea to blow a hole in the wall of the passenger plane?"

Coulson didn't know when he stood behind several people, and his rather serious expression made everyone's hearts sink.

Oh, it's troublesome, after the matter was over, I still came to ask for accountability.

The same thought appeared in the hearts of everyone except Miss Stark at this time.

Fitzsimmons, and the smiles on Ward and Daisy's faces froze at the same time——

"May said the gate is connected to the booster pump, so I guess..."

This is Daisy's hesitation.

"So . . . we think that's the only way to open the door."

Simmons was a little embarrassed, but after all, he also acquiesced.

"Yeah, very smart."

Fitz's face was full of tension and worry, he was afraid of Coulson's denial.

"It was an idea we all came up with together, sir."

Ward turned to look at Coulson with a sincere look on his face.

But after going through so much together, at least they won't shirk their responsibilities.

"Well done and deserves encouragement."

It wasn't until then that the seriousness on Coulson's face turned into a smile.

After all, this is the spirit of teamwork and growth, isn't it?

"1 minute countdown to launch, pin release device ready."

The sound of the countdown to the rocket launch came from the rocket launch site in the distance.

"Hey, where's the beer that belongs to the boss?"

A lot of thick smoke exploded from the rocket launch site in the distance, and a long rocket flew into the sky dragging the blue fire.

Seeing Coulson joking with her team, Miss Stark couldn't help but smile.

Isn't everything she has done so far just for the smiles on these people's faces.

"Buzz-buzz."

With the brief buzzing of the phone, she also drew her attention away from the rocket in the distance.

But the text message she received on her mobile phone made her frown involuntarily.

"Did something happen, do you need help?"

Coulson was the first to notice Miss Stark's abnormality.

He slowly backed away from the place where Daisy and others were chatting, and stood beside Miss Stark and asked in a low voice.

"Nothing, there seems to be something wrong with the homework of the children at home."

"Phil, you are the ace spy of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Could it be that you also have any special insights into helping children with homework?"

Having said that, Miss Stark stretched out her hand to help Coulson straighten the red tie on his chest.

From a distance, it looks like a father and daughter with a close relationship.

However, in fact, only Coulson himself can see the wicked smile on Miss Stark's face.

"I'm going back to New York after this, so feel free to call me if anything goes wrong."

But now, in Coulson's eyes, the smile on Miss Stark's face was written with another word.

"What, are you going to leave, just leave me here?"

The only one, Daisy, who overheard Miss Stark's words, protested.

Yes, Miss Stark's behavior can be said to be extremely irresponsible.

But she herself doesn't have much of that awareness.

"Such a very good family, isn't it also a very good choice for you?"

Daisy couldn't help being taken aback by Miss Stark's words, and nodded slightly.

She has been alone, but at this time Coulson's team made her feel at home for a long time.

"Isn't that great, just stay here with peace of mind, and you can come to me anytime if you have anything to do."

In the complicated watching of everyone, Miss Stark walked up the stairs to the inside of the passenger plane alone.

Then, a few minutes later, a white Quinjet transport plane just flew away.

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