Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

It is said to be a party, but it is not really lively. Many heroes and avengers are still hunting Hydra outside, and only a few people can rush back to celebrate Tony's birthday.

New York's good neighbor Spider-Man, Hawkeye who has nothing to do and plays games in the building, Captain Carol who was forced to stay, and Falcon who just returned to the building to overhaul his equipment.

Tony's act of calling a stripper was stopped by Carol sternly.

Because of this matter, the two of them almost quarreled again, so Falcon and Peter had no choice but to get stuck in it with a headache, and Clint added fuel to the fire by the side, and it was lively for a while.

At night, Clint dragged Peter and Falcon Sam, the only two of them who had better tempers, to dance. The chaotically changing lights on the dance floor distorted their faces.

"Hey!" Tony shouted to Brock's hand holding the plate, "That's just for viewing! Who would eat such crudely made things just for looks!"

Brock took a bite of the cake on the plate and said dumbly, "Oh."

The Winter Soldier tugged Brock's sleeve hesitantly.

"I have something to tell you."

Bullock walked to the side bar, opened a bottle of wine, and poured himself a glass.

"Let the fart go."

The Winter Soldier pointed to his empty wine glass and said, "I want it too."

Brock snorted: "Pour yourself."

"No," the Winter Soldier put his hands in his pockets, turning the things in his pockets with some trepidation, "You pour it for me, and I'll give you something."

Brock let out a sigh, bit the ice in the wine with a bang, and asked, "Are you a primary school student?"

But seeing the Winter Soldier's aggrieved look, he condescended to find a rectangular ceramic bottle in the cabinet, poured a glass and threw a few ice cubes and an olive into it.

Dutch gin, the best substitute for dry martini, bright in color, striking in aroma, sweet and spicy.But it wasn't much to Brock's liking.He hates all sweet wines, especially some sweet rums, which are simply sweet drinks with alcohol, without any dignity as a wine.

A glass of colorless, odorless, flame-like vodka can satisfy him the most.

But the Winter Soldier is a sweet maniac, lollipops, sweet milk, rum...he even chooses the softest and sweetest plums.

The Winter Soldier took a sip in satisfaction, then took out a glass bottle with a small tube in it from his pocket, and put it on the table in front of Brock: "Here you are."

Bullock didn't take it, and glanced at it: "What is this? A bronchodilator for asthmatic patients?"

The Winter Soldier said helplessly: "...No, this is a purified semi-solid pheromone, mine."

Bullock didn't react for a while, he asked calmly: "What the hell?"

The Winter Soldier might be a little shy, so he explained: "I asked Tony to help me purify the pheromone."

Bullock: "..."

Is this any different from no explanation?

Bullock picked up the bottle of "semi-solid pheromone" and was a little bit blind.This bottle is quite satisfactory, the size of a thumb, I don't know what material it is, and there is a small button on the cap.

For some reason, looking at this bottle, Bullock couldn't help but think of a student in their academy.

This buddy may have persecution delusions. Not only does he have to go to the school hospital for a physical examination every week, but he also writes down how much he eats and eats in a small notebook every day.

The most disgusting thing is that every time he finishes masturbating, he will put his children in a small bottle and send them to the nurse at the hospital to check his sperm activity to confirm whether he is healthy.

Brock felt that the behavior of the Winter Soldier was very similar to that buddy, and it was purely to disgust him.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, the Winter Soldier was a little disappointed, and said to himself: "If you don't have Alpha around you during the estrous period, you can use it."

"What are you thinking?" Brock always felt that talking to the Winter Soldier was a bit of a chicken and duck, "Aren't there a lot of Alphas in the world?"

The Winter Soldier's habitual language died early, so he had to repeat what Tony said: "There is a problem with the Rubik's Cube, and Doctor Strange is also very busy, so we may have to stay in this world for a while."

Brock turned his head, stared at him for two seconds, and asked, "What about you?"

The Winter Soldier was stunned to feel the taste of "I still have you without other Alphas" from this short sentence, and his heart was suddenly a little happy and a little proud.

"I, I..." the Winter Soldier said hesitantly, "I have something to do."

After a pause, he added: "Don't worry about me."

Bullock took out a cigar from Tony's pocket from his pocket, took the lighter he carried with him and clicked it on, and nodded when he heard the words: "Well, I promise."

The Winter Soldier's expression fell down, and he said shamelessly: "Okay..."

The two stayed silent for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly stagnant.

"What do you want to do?" Brock smoked a cigar slowly, and broke the silence between the two.

"Promise me one thing," the Winter Soldier looked at Brock seriously, his green eyes shining brightly in the dim light, "for the sake of our friendship."

"You say it first, and I'll consider whether to agree or not."

"After you go back, don't join Hydra, and don't join other messy organizations," the Winter Soldier finally couldn't hold back, and put his hands on Brock, "Live well."

Bullock was stunned by his old father-like "affectionate confession", he rubbed his face in confusion, brought himself back to his senses, and said: "I have seen my fate in this universe, If you still want to hang out with the Hydra ghost, do you think I have a leak in my head?"

The light in the Winter Soldier's eyes gathered together, like the surface of a lake blown by warm wind in early spring, the ice layer was brittle, and the water rippled for a moment, creating a gentle and affectionate scene.

Brock felt a little uneasy.

He put away his casual look and looked at the Winter Soldier.

"What happened to you?"

The Winter Soldier withdrew his hand and lowered his head.

"I have one more thing to do before I leave this universe, and I may not be able to go back with you."

Bullock's expression turned indifferent in an instant. He used his toes to figure out what kind of piss these heroes were. Each of them regarded the people of the whole world as their family. If he didn't save two of them every day, he would feel uncomfortable all over his body.

Looking at the face of the Winter Soldier, which is full of "I'm going to save the world, make arrangements for my funeral before I die", Bullock is very angry.

"Don't be stupid," Brock said sharply. "This is not your world. No matter what you do, you can't take it back. In our universe, you are still the infamous Winter Soldier."

The Winter Soldier bit the soft flesh on the inner wall of his mouth, and said stubbornly and stubbornly: "I know."

The two stared at each other fiercely.

Not far away, Tony watched them, buried his face deep in his hands, a wave of panic and guilt swept through his data core.

"We want to go deep into the interior of the Rubik's Cube and awaken Kopik's consciousness. In this way, we can bring Captain America back, resurrect all the heroes who died under Hydra, and we can go back to before everything happened. "Selvig's words kept buzzing in Tony's ears.

Selvig is the person in the world who knows Kopik best.

Even though Tony knew that the only thing Selvig really cared about was the Rubik's Cube, he couldn't help but be heartbroken by the prospect he described.

"I tried it once, but it didn't work and I almost died in it. But... Barnes is different. Copic cares about him and respects him. He can definitely awaken Copic's consciousness."

At that time, Tony's fingertips were trembling, and after taking a few deep breaths, he turned cold and said to Selvig: "Don't tell others these words."

Selvig was a little dissatisfied and wanted to open his mouth to refute.

Tony pointed out the window and said: "If you tell others, I will throw you out of the Avengers Building and let Hydra chase and kill you. I will monopolize the Rubik's Cube and study it slowly. I will do what I say, and you are not a good person anyway. , you know it in your heart."

Selvig closed his mouth.

But the Winter Soldier finally knew it and agreed.

He is willing to risk his life to run for the world once again.

"Steve..." Tony secretly called up Steve's photo from the database. The blond man smiled brightly at the camera, without any seriousness in his usual way.

"I still messed up....I'm jealous of you, why do you always know what to do? Even when you become a hydra, you are still full of confidence and always work hard for the goal ahead..."

Tony's raving was drowned in the sound of swinging music.

On the sidelines, the Winter Soldier said again: "Say you agreed to my request."

Bullock hooked his lips mockingly, and said helplessly after a while: "I promise you."

That night, after the party was over, a few drunks yawned and fell asleep on the sofa, but the Winter Soldier found Selvig and informed him that he was ready.

"I'll go with you." Tony said, standing between the two of them.

"You're just a bunch of data," Selvig said. "You're more likely to get lost in the space-time turbulence created by Kopik—than any of us."

"I've already decided," Tony said willfully. "This is my building, and I have the final say."

Selvig shrank back cowardly, and began preparations without saying a word. He plugged in a small particle collider, pressed the yellow preparation button, and began to scan and input the body of the Winter Soldier data.

The Winter Soldier glanced at Tony without saying a word.

"You don't have to come with me."

"My pleasure."

"..."

The death squad fell into a terrible and embarrassing silence again.

boom.

The door of the laboratory was blasted open by Bullock.

The dark-haired man walked in drunk and headed straight for the Winter Soldier.

He didn't speak, and simply pulled the Winter Soldier's hair, pulled the man with big eyes over, and kissed him vigorously.

Tony Shi Dake, who was stuffed with dog food before he died: Oh my god...

The Winter Soldier curled his arms around Brock's waist, holding him firmly in his arms, panting heavily.

And Brock's hand directly rubbed the Winter Soldier's ass.

The two of them were like wild beasts biting each other, and they both wanted to kill that bastard a second before the other.

Selvig beeped softly: "Mr. Stark, the instruments are all ready, and I have adjusted the data..."

Tony sighed vicissitudes of life, and said in the tone of someone who has been there: "No rush, give them another night."

But Bullock kicked the Winter Soldier away. The drunk staggered a few times and crawled unsteadily on the table. After a while, the sound of steady breathing came out. He was obviously——

Fell asleep.

It seems that the achievement of "Come before you die" cannot be achieved.

The Winter Soldier glanced at Brock with a smile in his eyes, then turned to Selvig and said, "Let's go."

Selvig nervously covered the Winter Soldier with detection tools, checked the instrument for the last time, and confirmed that Tony's data copy was correct, and was about to connect to the cosmic magic to teleport the time of the two of them away.

The Winter Soldier suddenly said, "Wait a minute, give me a minute."

Selvig did not fluctuate in his heart, and even stared at a pair of dead fish eyes.

The Winter Soldier reached into his pocket and touched and touched.

I took out a hair rope, pale pink, with bright red flowers and emerald green leaves painted on it, full of childishness.

He clumsily gathered his messy hair into a round bun.

Tony joined the dead fisheye package, glaring at the Winter Soldier.

"He gave it to me," the Winter Soldier added pathetically, after a moment's thought. "It's the only thing he gave me."

Tony: "With all due respect, I've only seen this thing on the heads of five-year-old girls, and no one will wear it after ten."

Winter Soldier: "...well, let's go."