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

Brock looked at Tony, and after a long time, he patted the man on the shoulder awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Tony's fan-like thick eyelashes blinked, and his expression gradually calmed down.He leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, and habitually pulled out a casual smile, "Will you support me, sweetheart?"

Bullock: "Are you really going to take over as Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Tony blinked: "Please, do you really think Pierce will delegate power so easily? This is just a gimmick. The power of S.H.I.E.L.D. is still in the hands of that old man."

Pulling out the bitten cigarette butt and throwing it in the trash can, Bullock thought for a while and said, "You're smarter than me, so don't do stupid things."

After speaking, the man seemed to feel that he had exhausted his benevolence, so he opened the door and escaped from the building blocked by reporters through the safe passage.

Tony watched his back, the communicator in his hand was beeping, his fragility and sensitivity were suppressed in his heart, and the expression on his face gradually became firm.

In this era where entertainment is paramount, his various jokes and gossip about how to spend a lot of money are even more concerned than his armor.

But he never forgot why he wanted to be a superhero.It's not because it's cool to save the world, and it's not because he enjoys the feeling of being watched by others, he just thinks too much - he wants to change the status quo, save lives, and use his power to make the world a better place good.

And thinking too much is always painful.

"Smart people tend to do stupid things," Tony snorted, and connected the communicator, "Captain, remember to call me."

……

Brock found an opportunity to contact Bruce. He thought he was just a small S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, and it was the best decision to fish in troubled waters in the face of such a change.

But Bucky obviously didn't think so, and his actions proved that he would not leave Captain America alone.

This somewhat distressed Brock.

The answer Bruce gave him was very brief, only a few short lines.

[The video was specially edited. Superman didn’t kill anyone. In the video, the person who was hit by a car was a humanoid robot made by Luthor, with kryptonite installed on his body. 】

[Superman told you?Do you trust him? 】

【Superman doesn't kill people. 】

Bullock silently disposed of the disposable mobile phone used to contact Bruce, thinking, what use do you believe?The rest of the world doesn't believe it.

Things have not changed as much as Brock imagined. Perhaps, as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who gets paid to do things, he still lives a life similar to before.

It's just that it used to be hunting down all kinds of super villains and terrorists, but now it's turning into hunting down superheroes--the social unstable elements in Luthor's mouth.

He led the Marine Corps of SHIELD to track down those mysterious superpowers, arrest them, and register their identities.

If they are willing to accept government regulation, the government will wear electronic collars around their necks, organize teams according to their capabilities, and send them to each state.

If not accepted, the government will put them in prison.

At the same time, countless superheroes began to go underground to continue their struggle.

Iron Man and Wayne Enterprises became the final resting place for neutral heroes.

If you are willing to believe in Iron Man or the Justice League, after observation and evaluation, the superheroes can choose to join the Avengers or the Justice League, and their actions will be responsible for the Avengers or the Justice League.

Tony and Bruce, as the patrons of the two most famous superhero organizations, regularly provide combat reports to the government and accept supervision.If the superhuman beings under them are in a situation that endangers ordinary humans, Fulian and Zhenglian will also bear joint and several responsibilities.

This is already the greatest compromise Luthor can give to Stark, Wayne Enterprises, and the Amazon forces behind Wonder Woman.

The situation was originally a horse running towards the cliff, but under the efforts of all parties, it was actually restrained and neighed, maintaining a delicate and weird balance.

Everyone knows this balance is hard-won.

Until one night, this balance was broken.

At six o'clock in the afternoon that day, Brock escorted two rebellious mutants to the superhuman detention center. He was just about to finish work and go home for dinner when he received a message from his boss——

On behalf of the underground superhero organization behind him, Captain America agreed to contact the government and start negotiations.

Negotiations are led by Iron Man.

Tony asked Bullock to attend on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Bullock instantly understood what Tony meant.

Bucky will be there too.

He silently packed his weapon away, took a moment to shave in front of the mirror, and ran through his hair.

They hadn't seen each other for almost three months.

Although there were a few short phone calls, it was only Bucky unilaterally reporting his safety, and he never replied.

Bullock didn't want to look like a jilted jerk.

Even, the word "resentful woman" surprised him when it first came out.

Just before going out, he held his gun and threw himself on the toilet of SHIELD's bathroom until he vomited faintly.

Hold.Brock scolded Bucky bloody in his heart, then washed his face, and led the team to the designated location with satisfaction.

It was an abandoned chemical plant on the outskirts of New York, with an intricate underground piping system, and those rat-like superheroes crawled out of the sewer one by one, disheveled.

Away from many people, Bullock saw Bucky that little bastard at a glance.

Neither of them spoke, Bucky squinted his eyes and waved at him, and smiled again, without any hostility, his soft red lips were particularly conspicuous in the dark, shining moistly.

Bullock's tense nerves these days are slightly relaxed.

At this moment, amidst the countless serious and big figures who came to do big things, and in the rushing atmosphere in the air, he suddenly understood what he wanted.

He wanted a den with a cub he liked, and the two of them would sit together and watch TV, drink, and roll the sheets at night.

Better yet.

But big people always use small people as stepping stones.

The winner stands tall by stepping on the corpse of the loser.

Just when Steve and Tony didn't know what to say, the two seemed to reach some consensus, and Tony handed the document to Steve.

Steve took the document and carefully flipped through it page by page. After more than ten minutes, he also smiled, and his blue eyes showed a look of reassurance.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, thinking that the matter could finally end at this time.

Just when the two were about to get closer to shake hands, a bullet from a height hit Steve, and bright red blood sprayed Tony's face.

Bullock's hairs stood on end, and he turned his head to stare at Tony.

Tony also looked blankly, even angrily, looking at Bullock.

The two turned around in an unusually tacit understanding: "It's Luther!"

The sniper arranged by Luthor was like a spark jumping into a frying pan.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and in an instant there was a raging fire cooking oil, sizzling.

Steve was shot in the stomach and fell headfirst on Tony.

Tony frantically dragged him back, trying to use his body to block the next attack for him.

But Steve looked at Tony apologetically, with a look of hesitation flashing across his normally upright face.

He said, "I'm sorry, Tony."

A small electronic jammer was placed on top of Tony's armor by Steve.

The strong electric current made Tony's armor system instantly disordered, and he was shrouded in fragments of bright blue light, like a short-circuited robot, frozen in place and unable to move.

The giant Goliath transformed in an instant, and his strong body tens of meters high instantly enveloped the audience, and the loud breathing resounded in everyone's ears.

The falcon's wings suddenly opened, and he hung high in the sky, with the bright but gloomy moon behind him.

Ant-Man, Dagger, Hercules...

The people brought by Tony and the S.H.I.E.L.D. side also took up weapons one after another.

The suit on Banner's body was torn, and Hulk anxiously circled around the immobile Tony, making a low growl.

The troops directly under the president brought by Luthor were well-trained and surrounded them from the outside. The laser guns brought the heat of the burning air to form a wall of firepower.

Bucky drags Steve back quickly.

Bullock saw it.

His eyesight is very good, and he also saw the reluctance on Bucky's face.

So he didn't speak, just raised his gun at the two of them, and the sight precisely locked on Bucky's fleshy round face.

Brock bent his arm, imprinted a kiss on the muzzle of the gun, and then raised his arm quickly, a bullet sank into the concrete floor under Bucky's feet with a puff, splashing scattered stones.

Bucky received his kiss.

He hugged Steve horizontally, and said, "The steel cable connects the thoughts of the cloak, creating a teleportation, we don't fight, and bring everyone back safely."

Goliath's huge body is like an insurmountable mountain, standing in front of these wanted criminals, blocking the deadliest attack for his companions.

The mysterious hero in a black cloak held Steve's hand, energy flowed through his body, and the wind blowing from nowhere lifted the huge cloak, revealing the hidden space channel inside.

Everyone fought and retreated under the command of Bucky and Falcon.

Almost, everyone can retreat completely.

If there is no lightning from the sky.

For the first time, everyone felt the despair that blood-red cloak could bring to people.

The Nordic god of thunder and lightning, the proudest son of Odin came to the audience.

All it takes is a bolt of lightning.

Like a landslide, like an earthquake, Goliath collapsed suddenly, his body was scorched black, electric arcs ran wildly, and his huge eyes were opened blankly, looking at the gray sky.

Tony finally broke free from the electronic bomb/bomb, he turned his head in disbelief, and asked in a sharp voice: "Sol?!"