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

The airport is obviously not a suitable background for chatting, but the two of them stood here stupidly and talked for a long time.

After figuring out the reason, Bullock suddenly covered his stomach and bent down.

Tony helped him up quickly, but suddenly he felt sticky blood on his hand. He looked at the big bright red patch, was a little dazed, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

Bullock pushed Tony's hand away and stood up by himself. He lifted his clothes and looked at the stitches on his stomach, and it burst open.

"It's okay, the wound hasn't healed completely, the thread just broke when the plane landed." He put down his clothes indifferently, and wiped the blood from his hands.

"You're still flying when you're injured like this? Do you think your life is too long?"

Bullock didn't answer Tony's question, stood there thinking for a minute, and finally picked up his cell phone and called Selena.

Before Selena could speak, Bullock reported the situation with straight brows: "Maria is dead."

Selena said something on the other end of the phone, and Bullock replied indifferently: "Who knows, wrap a bed sheet and throw it in the trash can."

"Do you want to visit her? OK, I'll give you the address later."

After hanging up the phone, the blood on his stomach almost stopped. He threw the phone into his bag with an eerie calm expression.

"Where did you put that woman? My sister wants to go and see her."

Tony didn't expect his words to reach Bullock's ears, one ear went in and the other ear went out, just like farting, he was a little surprised: "What about you?"

Bullock breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go home and sleep, recover from your injuries, what else can you do, let's celebrate with fireworks, am I picking up an uncle for nothing?"

Tony: "..."

According to Bullock's character, even if he has no relationship with his mother who doesn't look like a good thing, and got a billionaire's uncle for nothing, he shouldn't react like this anyway.

Bullock seemed to see Tony's inner thoughts clearly, and explained with difficulty: "Don't say you are my uncle, even if you are my father, it has nothing to do with me, your money can't become mine, Star The lawyer team supported by the Ke Group is not for nothing."

Tony is acutely aware of how misaligned the communication can be when two people don't see each other right.

Probably because I mentioned to you that there is true love in the world, and you told me that the big pig's trotters are really fucking delicious.

But when Tony looked at the problem from Bullock's point of view, he subtly felt the simple logic in it.

That's right, Brock's face is cold and his heart is cold, let alone his uncle, one day, his own illegitimate son came to recognize his father, and he could throw him out of the house by dragging his legs.

Affectionate?

go fuck it.

Tony had no choice but to put this mess behind him, looked at the blood on Bullock's clothes, raised his eyebrows, and made a decision: "I'll take you home."

Before Brock could answer, Tony dragged him into the car.

On the way, Tony told Bullock the address of the funeral home where Maria's body was stored, and Bullock told Selena, and the two fell into an awkward silence.

After a while, Tony looked at him with a very complicated look, and asked, "How old are you?"

Bullock: "It's 21."

Tony touched his nose: "You look like 31."

Brock: "...whatever."

Tony, who was belatedly aware, suddenly felt that this conversation was a bit familiar. He frowned and thought about it, and found an unpleasant memory from the corner of his head——

There was a mission where he and Steve were together, an underground surrogacy den for mutants?

The person who was rescued by him and threw a grenade to blow him up, isn't it Bullock? !

Tony leaned back on the seat and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Who is this, what is it?

After a while, he couldn't hold back and asked, "When is your birthday?"

Bullock: "I don't remember, I was too young at the time and my memory is not good."

To be honest, when his mother gave birth to him, he didn't go to the hospital, and he didn't have a birth certificate. Later, the social security card was issued to receive government relief, and the date on it was filled out by Selena.

Tony stared, looked left and right, and sighed at his nephew, who was bigger than him and looked about his age.

He thought, Dad, your gene must have been mutated.

I really can't develop any normal "elder" feelings for him.

It wasn't until Tony sent Brock home that he remembered that he was living next door to this nephew, and he couldn't help but feel worried again, not knowing how to face the crime his father had made.

Tony took off the suit that bound his hands and feet, and thought for a while facing the air.

Bullock is also 21, just past puberty.

Why don't you ask someone your age?

Compared with Tony, Brock, who is at the opposite door, should eat and drink. He looked invulnerable to all poisons. After he stitched up his wounds, he began to enter the vacation state.

Until the next morning, Selena cried and knocked on his door, rushed in and threw herself into his arms.

Bullock was startled by her posture, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? Bankrupt?"

Selena: "Bah! I went to see Maria."

After finishing speaking, she jumped out of Bullock's arms, spread out on the sofa, and muttered to herself, "That's how she died."

Bullock was puzzled: "Then how do you want her to die, divided into five horses?"

Selena has long been used to her brother's broken mouth. She pretended to wipe the little transparent tears from the corners of her eyes, and said: "When she was not dead, I was always looking forward to her death, but when she died, I felt too much. Suddenly."

That's how they became motherless.

Although her mother was worthless when she was alive, she almost made them both starve to death on the street.

Brock didn't know how to comfort her, so he pointed to the door and said, "The man across the door, Tony Stark, is our uncle. If you don't feel like crying to me, you can go find him." he."

Selena: "Hahahaha, you have learned how to joke."

……

"Fuck! Is it true!?"

Bullock gave her a sympathetic look: "Really."

Selena was dumbfounded: "Why would a rich man like him live next door to you?"

"He's living with Captain America."

Selena was even more surprised: "Really!?"

"Really," Brock said, "it was Captain America's invitation."

"Tell me what's going on with them? Hahaha Flash admires Captain America so much, you know? I think he's going to cry to death now."

While chatting, Selena suddenly felt like she had forgotten something.

Never mind, gossip is really interesting.

In the afternoon, Selena was called away by a phone call. When she left, she had a sad face and asked Bullock reluctantly: "I will give you 100 million, can you help me kill Wonder Woman?"

Brock reckoned in his heart.

"No, I can't beat her. How did you provoke her?"

Selena wanted to slap herself twice, she cried and said: "I was caught stealing and she said that she would either send me to prison, or let me reform my ways under her supervision."

Bullock sneered gloatingly: "Go away, go get rid of the evil and return to the right."

Selena then rolled smoothly, and when she rolled downstairs, she found a brand new sports car parked at the door, with a smooth body and beautiful shape, which was very in line with her aesthetics.

She was a little puzzled as to why such an expensive luxury car was parked in this kind of community, but she didn't think too much about it. As a person with a huge handle in other people's hands, she ran away in a hurry.

Similarly, Bullock also found this car when he went in and out these days. He also didn't think much about it. Tony lives here, so it's not surprising that this street is full of luxury cars from the beginning to the end.

But one day, he found a bunch of car keys hanging on his door.

He pressed it.

The car parked downstairs rang, beep beep.

Bullock: "???"

Another day passed.

Another key was hung on the door, and a post-it note was pasted this time, with Stark's domineering font on it: You didn't drive that car, don't you like it?change?

Bullock stuck his head out of the window and looked down. The car parked downstairs was replaced by a black one, which was very valuable at first glance.

His brain suddenly turned a corner, and he was a little delighted by it.

Did he hug his thigh?

This joy lasted until another person knocked on the door of his house.

It was a young man with brown hair, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, full of youthful spirit, like sweet and sour lemonade, refreshing and simple.

With a friendly smile on the young man's face, he first greeted Bullock friendly: "Hi! Sir! My name is Peter Parker, and I am Mr. Stark's intern. I'm here to find Bullock. Locke kid!"

Bullock: "..." Little...kid?

His nerves, which had been tempered for a long time, weakened in a rare way, and the corners of his mouth twitched, he didn't know what to say.

He scratched the vicissitudes of the beard on his chin, and coughed: "Did you have something to do with him?"

Peter took out a Transformers toy from his bag, and he pulled out some toys for children in bits and pieces.

He said a little embarrassedly: "It's like this. Mr. Stark talked to me a few days ago. He seemed a little troubled because he had a nephew who was in a very bad mood recently, and he didn't know how to communicate with him. So please let me take the kids out to play."

Bullock: "..." What, what?

After a few seconds, he smiled subtly: "I am."

Peter was taking out a bag of toffee from his bag, thinking whether to take Mr. Stark's little nephew to the playground or do puzzles together.Hearing the answer, he couldn't help asking in a daze, "Huh? What?"

Brock brutally pokes his fantasy: "I'm Brock."

Seeing Peter's confused face, he raised his eyebrows and said cruelly, "Little friend, friend."

"what?!"

Peter's confidant brother-like smile froze on his face.

Transformers, jigsaw puzzles, and toffees crashed all over the floor, as if laughing at his stupidity.

#Who am I, what's wrong with me, didn't I come to take care of the children#

#oh!My Mr. Stark!What a fool I am! #