Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Rogers looked at the scepter tied with a pink bow, with an indescribable expression.

"...As if placing it in the center of the entire laboratory is not conspicuous enough." Tony reached out and took down the scepter on the shelf and danced, "When did he love showing off so much?"

"So, we got the scepter now?" Saul swung the hammer, his expression obviously not enjoying the fight.

"Have we been tricked again?" Natasha looked at Rogers, as if she wanted to charge him.

Tony, who got out of the iron armor, flipped through the laboratory: "He didn't even bother to destroy all the materials in the laboratory."

"Things should be true." Rogers was lucky, trying to ignore the almost dissatisfied eyes of his team members on him, "It's just a guess... This, maybe it's an apology gift."

Barton twitched his face.

"Since when did an apology stop needing the police?" Tony laughed angrily.

"So we still have to keep tracking them." Rogers shrugged.

"As long as some antique from an old house on fire isn't soft-hearted." Tony stabbed him.

"In this regard, I have to share with you." Rogers smiled.

Tony choked and swallowed a mouthful of old blood: "I won't let him go. He actually arranged for me to fight Hulk. This accident is a matter of lying in the hospital."

"We won't have any more results if we continue to pursue it. Take what is useful and destroy what cannot be spread. Clean up the battlefield and we will retreat." Rogers left first.

What else can the rest of the team do, they have to forgive him like the old father.

On the return journey, after Tony set up the autopilot, he lifted his T-shirt and looked at his waist: "Bruce, even if you want to stop me, you are too ruthless."

"It's Hulk's fault." Banner immediately dismissed the blame, "Also, I don't think you're showing mercy."

"We didn't meet his capable men on the frontal battlefield this time." Banner was bitter about being targeted twice.Although the second time they were trying to play tricks, Tony was attacked by the red-haired girl in his stead.

Then he, as the most uncontrollable Hulk, actually fought him in order to stop Iron Man.

Sounds like an untrue joke.

"Probably we'll never see each other again." Tony clicked his tongue. "Earth can be unreasonable sometimes." He muttered to himself, "It's usually my prerogative. That little bastard." Now Actually ordered others to bully him.

Rogers glanced at Tony, then turned to look at the approaching Stark Tower outside the porthole of the aircraft.He frowned suddenly: "Stop! That's not right!"

"Huh? What?" Tony stood up.

"I don't know. But there's something wrong with our base." Rogers pressed the back of the driver's seat.

They handed over the driving to Tony's electronic butler a long time ago, and now...wait a minute...

"Tony, where's your butler?" Rogers suddenly turned his head to look at Stark with a sudden heart.

Tony was stunned: "He hasn't spoken since he was attacked by that robot. I plan to go back and kill him." After speaking, he paused with his hands in the air.

"Wait a minute, so, who's flying our craft!?"

"You can call me Button." An unhurried voice suddenly sounded from the aircraft, "Is this your base? It looks much more luxurious than ours. It should be more comfortable. I like it better here."

Rogers took a step back, looking warily at the control panel in front of the aircraft: "Everyone, put on your parachute!"

"Relax. Steve, I didn't mean to hurt you." Button smiled.

Tony moved his shoulders: "This thing is really as painful as Erce in a way."

"He's my father after all." Button sighed softly.

Rogers was angry and funny for a while: "What do you want to do?"

Button hummed, and seemed to think for a while: "It's nothing. I'm just curious about you." He smiled, "I don't know how to fly a plane. But there are coordinates set in the system, and it's not very easy to fly in a straight line. Difficult. I tried my best not to hit anything."

"I will send you safely." Button said seriously, "Please trust me. The goal is not far away, isn't it?"

Natasha's face twitched: "Aren't you going to take us to hit the top of Stark Tower?"

"Oh, of course not." Button vetoed, "Just, I don't know why. I made a connection request to your base, but they didn't respond to me. Is it a power outage?"

Tony raised his chin slightly, and began to move quickly on the phone with the back of his hand behind his back.The butler was taken to the aircraft because he was boarding on the steel armor, but in the base, his butler still dominated.

That means, opportunity.

Tony glanced at Rogers.

Rogers moved half a step without a trace, and blocked him: "Is it a button?"

"Yeah. I don't really like that title. But, for some reason, your voice makes it nice." There was a hint of interest in Button's voice.

Rogers...was he molested...?

Barton hissed, the more he got in touch with it, the more it felt like it.

"Tony said that you have your own likes and dislikes and emotions." Rogers ignored the eyes on his body, "So, are you here instructed or acted on your own?"

"What do you wish?" asked Button.

"I hope it's a spontaneous action." Rogers smiled.

"That's spontaneous." Button said in a relaxed and cheerful tone.

Rogers... Although he didn't know why, he just felt that he sacrificed his hue inexplicably.

"Want to talk?" Rogers shook off his strange feeling and said seriously, "You said that your father doesn't value you very much. Besides, I think he probably doesn't like you either. Because you are so similar to him. "

"Go on," said Button.

"You judge me as your father's type." Rogers faced the empty console, trying to look like a small Lowes sitting there.As for why it's a small one, it's because the person he came into contact with has experienced a lot less than Euss.

Intuitively, it feels like an overly clever, little... pervert.This description is a bit too much, but it is unexpectedly appropriate.

Could it be considered that he had accidentally broken a little bit of the truth?

"That means, compared to your father, do you... admire me more?" Roger paused, barely finding a neutral word.

"I like you." Button laughed. "You seem to be very talkative. You can tell me more."

The team members kept their eyes open, their ears pricked up, and their mouths closed, watching the captain flirt with the artificial intelligence.

Tony was speechless, he was wrong.Rogers is not an antique, quite flexible.

Hold on, it's almost...

Rogers took a deep breath.Why isn't Tony done yet? ?

He swallowed dryly: "If possible, do you want to join us to deal with your father?"

Button hummed for a long time, seemed to be thinking, and seemed to just like to see their respective reactions: "Sorry, I'm afraid this won't work."

"Whether I will be destroyed or not, you...don't welcome me that much. This makes me sad." Button sighed, "It seems that we can only get here first today."

Suddenly Tony yelled, "Everyone, jump!"

The back cabin of the aircraft suddenly opened, and several people quickly jumped down.

All the weapon muzzles of the base were aimed at the aircraft, and in an instant, the aircraft was blasted into a pile of rotten iron.

"Sir, are you all right?" The mellow male English accent came from Tony's mobile phone. "He's a bit difficult, I'm sorry to use such a rough way."

"It's okay." Tony waved his hand.

Everyone who jumped off was picked up by the robot sent by the steward, and the street directly below the aircraft was also cleared.

"I recovered the black box on the aircraft." The steward said.

Tony praised his butler loudly.Then something was touched in his mind. He looked at the aircraft that exploded into fireworks in the air, and then at the mechanical legion that formed a blockade line below. He blinked a few times. Suddenly, he felt a little strange, But an idea that got him very excited.

Rogers dragged the foot of a robot and landed on the ground, exhaling: "He has become more difficult."

"Well," Natasha clapped her hands, "he has a powerful card, and we have ours."

"What?" Tony responded a little loudly.He almost let the Natashas know what he was thinking.

"We have a good-looking captain who has grown completely on the aesthetic point of both Erce and Button." Natasha folded her arms and smiled brightly.

Rogers...

"Why don't we clean up the captain, put a pink bow on it, and send it over. Maybe, he's been tricked." Natasha snapped her fingers.

"I think it's worth a try." Sol didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Tony was absent-minded, and instead of joining in the fun, he turned to Sol: "Hey, are you ready to leave after you get the scepter?"

"Yes." Sol was full of pity, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously. "Working with you is very interesting. However, I still have a lot of things to deal with."

Tony raised his hand to stop his shoulder: "Stay for at least another two or three days, and let us throw you a party."

"OK—I like parties." Saul laughed.

Although the entire army was almost wiped out just now, it still did not delay their enjoyment of life.

Rogers looked at them and smiled, and felt a sudden hair on his back for a moment.He looked around and frowned suspiciously.

Stark's parties are always big, and there are many things to prepare.

During this period, Tony sought Saul's consent and decided to use the information obtained from Erth as much as possible during this period of time, and cooperate with the scepter to conduct some "scientific research" investigations and experiments.

Just for knowledge.Saul readily agreed.

When Banner, who was brought over by the donkey, figured out what Tony wanted to do, he was in a bad mood.

"You see what a terrible existence that button is!" Banner felt that he couldn't be better. "You want to do more? You want him to be in charge of those terrible weapons of war?! Are you crazy?"

"Bruce, can we create something like Erce?" Tony stuck his neck, "You know my butler, don't you? He is our comrade in arms, our companion.

As you saw today, that button is hard to guard against.Consider how much we have around us now that he can easily hack. He pointed back, "I can't tell when we were chatting, he invaded the little idiot!" "

Banner glanced at the mechanical arm, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"There's nothing we can do to fight him. But, my steward, he can." Tony looked into his eyes, "He was designed after the Jarvis I grew up with. That man is so loyal and just Yes. He handled everything well today, no one got hurt."

Banner looked at the thief ship in front of him and hesitated.

"Such a big matter, shouldn't we discuss it with everyone?" Banner rubbed his hands uneasily.

"We don't have that much time. Once the brain increases, the speed of decision-making will be even slower." Tony saw that he was wavering, and immediately added fuel to the fire, "It's only three days. I only strive for three days. Will it succeed? Success, after three days, I won't mention it again."

Banner wavered.

"Come on," Tony put his arm around his shoulders. "He's a pharmacist, and he's ahead of us in this regard. Don't you feel reconciled? We're scientists."

Banner looked constipated: "I'm starting to regret this decision."

Tony patted him on the shoulder: "Let's get started."

The author has something to say: No. 15 days.

It was not updated yesterday because of force majeure.In the [-]s and above, there was a power outage at my house. It was so hot that I fainted, and there was no electricity. I wanted to die.

There is another update in the afternoon.

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