[Comprehensive British and American] Don't rush, the angel beast is evolving

The thing Tony Stark hated the most in life was these flimsy shiny little things.

Especially when the little thing looked at him with those baby blue eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of moist mist, he had no way to maintain his psychological defense at all.

He has even started to feel guilty. Is the gift he gave too simple and dangerous?

God knows, that's really just a test product he randomly picked from the laboratory, even though he specially made a harmless modification, transforming the original small high-lethal weapon into a high-tech weapon that can only fire non-lethal weapons Toys, but it still doesn't seem like it should be something that kids should play with.

The strong desire for protection made him vaguely blame himself for why he gave the other party a joking "little gift", but before he could regret it, the boy happily went upstairs with his gift in his arms.

Tony was rarely nervous for no reason.He patted the shoulder of the waiter next to him, took a glass of champagne from the plate of champagne in the other party's hand, and then raised his head and poured a big mouthful of wine.

As he bent his neck back, his gaze met another dark gaze.

He frowned and looked at Lex Luthor who was walking towards him.

A poisonous snake was winding towards him.

……

Rorschach solemnly placed the palm cannon on the decorative cabinet, and stroked its structure fascinatedly.

When he walked out of the room, he looked back several times with reluctance, as if the palm cannon had a small hook, which kept hooking the corner of his clothes, making him unable to help but look back frequently.

It's amazing... He didn't even dare to imagine in his wildest dreams that he could one day collect the prototype of the palm cannon made by Iron Man himself.This was the zenith of his happiness so far.

Rorschach floated downstairs in a daze.

In the hall, David was knocking on his glass and addressing the guests attending the banquet.

All eyes were on him. David was already a little drunk, his face flushed with excitement due to the alcohol and the light. The mental journey after the car accident... Everyone present sighed in response to his narration from time to time.

Rorschach raised his feet, looked around the crowd, and saw Tony Stark holding a glass of champagne in the corner at a glance.

He found that there was something wrong with the other party.

Rorschach frowned, nimbly passed through the crowd, and arrived at Tony's side.He saw that Tony's face was blue, his cheeks were tense, his lips were drawn into a line, and two drops of sweat were streaming down his temples.

what happened?This should not be the state that Tony Stark should be in. He knows that Tony is a frequent visitor to the party. In this kind of banquet with a crown of clouds, he should be like a fish in water, enjoying the compliments and pursuits of others, not like this, It looks like it has been locked up by someone for more than ten years.

"Mr. Stark?" Rorschach called out to him inquiringly.Tony Stark even seemed to be awakened by his voice, his body trembled slightly, his fingers twitched abnormally and clenched the goblet tightly.

Tony Stark gritted his teeth, his complexion became even uglier, and his breathing became short of breath.His eyes were a little divergent, and when he looked at Rorschach, it was almost as if he was looking at something that didn't exist through him, and his eyes couldn't focus on one place.He said nothing.

Rorschach blinked, and he put his palm on Tony's back in the suit.In the warm body under the palm, the heart beats at a strangely fast rate, and the heart rate is increasing at an astonishing speed.

Rorschach immediately realized that Tony Stark's anxiety disorder was committed.

He supported Tony's body worriedly, licking his dry lips with the tip of his tongue.No, no, logically speaking, Tony Stark’s anxiety disorder only developed after the Great War in New York, and now he is only in his early twenties, and he has not even developed the first generation of armor in the Middle East to become Iron Man. Why do I have anxiety symptoms?

Rorschach approached Tony and asked softly, "Mr. Stark, are you okay? Do you need me to call for help?"

Tony Stark looked down at the boy who was supporting him. The boy's eyelids drooped slightly, and his long, thick golden eyelashes densely cast a hazy shadow on his cheeks.With blue veins on his forehead, he clasped the boy's wrist, and while struggling with the feeling of suffocation that spread to the point of death, he used all his strength to say in a hoarse voice: "No - no one can know."

As the person in power of Stark Industries, he does not allow the outside world to discover his Achilles' heel.

his anxiety disorder.

After his father died, he fell into the abyss of anxiety disorder due to long-term insomnia and grief.Tony kept his illness a secret from almost everyone.David didn't know, Happy didn't know, not even Roddy.The only one who knows the secret is Virginia Pepper Potts, his trustworthy female assistant, who facilitated his meeting with the psychiatrist.

Those who have been attacking and hostile to Stark Industries for a long time, and those who are eyeing his position, once they discover this weakness of his, will definitely use it to make a big fuss, and even hurt his deceased family members and friends around him.

Tony won't let this happen.He must be strong, outstanding, and arrogant, and make everyone look at him.He would be the legendary genius who led Stark Industries to glory, not an orphan plagued by anxiety.

Tony clasped Rorschach's wrist tightly, as if he could immediately cover his mouth if he dared to call out.

Rorschach stomped his feet anxiously, thinking that it was so.

As proud as Tony Stark, the famous Iron Man in the future will certainly not let others find out that he suffers from anxiety on this occasion.

He raised his head, his eyes fell on Tony's eyes, sincere and without any impurities: "But you seem to need a rest, Mr. Stark. I will take you to my room to rest, okay? No one will find out, my No one will go into the room. You can have a cup of tea there and then contact someone you trust to come and pick you up."

It was the best he could come up with.

Tony took a deep look at Rorschach, and after reconfirming that Rorschach didn't seem to have any problems, he nodded.

So Rorschach supported Tony Stark, avoided the crowd, went upstairs quietly, and took him to his room.

Rorschach's room is a suite, the outside is the living room with a set of small sofas and bookcases, and the inside is the bedroom.Rorschach let Tony enter the room, and lay down on the small bed in the bedroom for repairs.

Tony lay a little stiff and helpless on Rorschach's soft bed, the buzzing noise in his head made him unable to think clearly, and there was a strong restlessness that made him unbearable.

He curled up with difficulty, his palms tremblingly pressed against his forehead, and he let out a low growl like a trapped animal.Sweat wet part of his forehead hair, clinging to his pale skin, making him look extraordinarily embarrassed.

A sense of suffocation overwhelmed him.

The world spins and shakes, and the waves flicker.

He seemed to be thrown into a pool, and at the bottom of the pool he saw a poisonous snake wrapped around his heart.

Lex Luthor, the tongue-hissing snake.He walked towards him with a cold and nervous smile, and the wine glass in his hand was filled with black and red wine.

Those thin, blade-like lips parted slightly, and he whispered in his ear, "Tony Stark, do you know, I found something very interesting..."

The poisonous snake opened its mouth to him and spit out a foreign language.

The cold wind from Siberia was blowing towards him with ice and snow.

That's Russian.

"You must be interested in this," Lex Luthor's eyes flashed with excitement and coldness, "an untraceable ghost... smack-click... Poor Howard was killed by the ghost like this." Taken away, oh, he didn't even know...not even his dearest son...that ghost...the ghost that no one knows..."

Lex Luthor looked at Tony's changed expression with satisfaction, the muscles at the corners of his mouth pulled upwards.

He even started humming a little Russian tune, cast his eyes up, fixed on Tony, and took a sip of his red wine with his head down.The remaining liquor adhered to his lips, like the warm blood of a living person.

Tony Stark's anxiety attacks have never been so severe in public.

He developed severe anxiety symptoms after being briefly hinted at by Lex Luthor.

What is Lex Luthor hinting at?Is he implying that his father, Howard Stark, died in a murder rather than an accident?What is that "ghost"?What did he mean by that Russian phrase?

The suffocation from the lack of oxygen made him almost have the illusion of dying. For a moment, he seemed to be lost in the sky, standing in a daze among the crowd, only the sound of his heart beating in his ears, like thunder shaking his tympanic membrane.

Until a pair of cool hands covered him, until a pair of baby blue eyes broke into his sight.

"Mr. Stark," Rorschach held Tony's shoulders, and he brought Tony a mobile landline. "This is a telephone. Do you need to contact someone? Would you like some ice water?"

Tony shook his head, he closed his eyes, and squeezed out a sentence through his trembling teeth: "No, you've done enough."

He took out the latest technology product of Stark Industries from his pocket, a color dual-screen mobile phone.He pressed a shortcut button and used this unlisted mobile phone to call the number of the female assistant, telling her to pick him up at Leonard Manor.

"My assistant will be here soon, you don't have to take care of me here," Tony said.His head was still dazed, but the sense of suffocation that seemed to strangle him had gradually faded away. Realizing that it was at the boy's birthday party, he frowned again: "Go back to your party quickly."

Rorschach acted like he didn't hear it.

He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to help Tony pour a glass of water, "I have to make sure you're all right, after all you look..."

"I'm better." Tony opened his eyes.He half sat up with his hands propped up, and chuckled lightly at himself: "I won't let a little boy take care of me."

Rorschach looked at him suspiciously, with the words "Are you sure you're letting me take care of you now" shining brightly in his eyes.

"Ahem..." Tony coughed awkwardly.

Rorschach waited until Tony's symptoms really seemed to be relieved a lot before leaving his room.

He went to wash his face first, and when he returned to the banquet, David was looking for him.Seeing Rorschach coming out of the corridor, David grabbed his hand: "Baby, where did you go just now?"

Rorschach blinked: "I went to the bathroom, what's the matter, Dad?"

David shook his head helplessly and sighed: "You don't know who is here. We originally invited Dr. Thomas Elliott to the banquet, but it was Bruce Wayne—the Wayne Group's The heir—he said that Dr. Elliott suddenly had to perform an emergency operation. As a close friend for many years, he specially came to express birthday wishes to you on behalf of Dr. Elliott. I wanted you to meet him, but I can't find you anywhere."

? ? ? ?

Four huge question marks suddenly appeared on Luo Xia's forehead.

Bruce Wayne? ?he? ?Batman Ben? ?

This billionaire who controls the economic lifeline of the entire Gotham City, the heir of the Wayne Group, he does not pick up girls, burn cars, mansions, play extreme sports, buy banks and restaurants, and create his playboy and loser Suppose, what are you doing in New York for his birthday party?

Suddenly, that night in Gotham not long ago flashed in Rorschach's mind.

The surprised expression on his face froze in an instant.

Shouldn't...

He turned his head, broke away from David's hand, and ran upstairs without hesitation, still shouting: "My stomach is uncomfortable again! Dad, I'm going to the bathroom again!"

He almost scrambled up to the third floor and ran to his room——

The door of his room was ajar, and a red-haired figure in a beige suit was leaning against the door frame, cheering uncontrollably, his hands still clapping vigorously: "Beautiful! Hit him, hit him in the face... Ah Oh, don't be discouraged, get up and continue..."

"Luthor!" Rorschach was furious, strode forward, pushed away Lex Luthor who was enjoying watching the play, and walked into his room.

In the room, a man in a full black suit was wrestling with Tony Stark—more precisely, it was Tony Stark who unilaterally pulled the man in the black suit, trapping him with his hands and feet to prevent him from letting go. and the other side of this "hand-to-hand combat" is obviously much taller and stronger than Tony Stark, but he seems to deliberately pretend that he is not good at fighting, with an annoyed face, trying to get rid of Tony Stark endlessly. Offensive gone.

The furnishings in Luo Xia's room were knocked to the ground, and even the precious palm cannon he had just placed fell to the ground.The whole room seemed like a typhoon passed through, and there were mournful groans in the fight between the two adult men.

In short, the scene was extremely, very, quite chaotic.

Rorschach hurriedly yelled, "Don't hit, don't hit, go to the dance practice room!", and rushed towards the wrestling two people, his small body exploded with great strength, pulling Tony Stark abruptly. Get off the man in the black suit.

And when he took a closer look, he saw clearly the face of the man in the black suit——

The face that has appeared in Gotham newspapers all year round is handsome and cold, with bony ice brows and steel blue eyes.

The owner of this face is none other than Gotham's most famous billionaire, Bruce Wayne.

Luo Xia's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.

Okay, let's have a meeting with radish, a gathering of heroes? !