[Comprehensive British and American] Fulian Hotel

Tony moved his fingertips and felt the blood slide down it, smacking the ground with a thud, and he was amazed that he was still conscious, that he could feel such small things, given the air in his lungs. Pulling away at an extremely fast speed, he should gradually lose all senses of touch.

Captain America's wide and cold palm was stuck on his neck, and when Tony barely turned his head, he could still see his torn-off helmet lying pitifully in the corner, with a collapsed side—naturally, it was Captain America's masterpiece .

Tony coughed a few times with difficulty, and felt that his legs were even a few inches off the ground, but he still carried out the passive resistance extremely thoroughly. From the beginning of the battle to the present, he didn't even finish firing a row of bullets, from being beaten to being beaten It is obedient to reach the wall in one go.

His sanity is still running at high speed - he has the battle data of all the hotel employees in his hand, he has calculated how long they can last, within that time he must stop Jarvis, he has a huge burden responsibility, no mistakes are allowed.

But Tony was so weak that he couldn't even lift his fingers. He was really tired. He wanted to sleep. He didn't want to open his eyes at all. He didn't want to see Steve's eyes. He didn't want to see the most beautiful pair of eyes in the world. The sea blue of the sea is forever covered with a cold haze.

He wanted to say that he couldn't be a hero anymore, that he couldn't care about the end of the world anymore, that his Steve was dead.

Tony lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes were covered with wet drops, blurring his vision, he still couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, but the crushing sourness and despair pouring from his chest made him realize I realized that he was crying, not because of death, but because of loss.

He really lost Steve, he really lost him.

Steve was clearly still in front of him, but he had already lost him.

Tony couldn't hold back his tears, which had nothing to do with physiology, like despair pouring directly from the depths of his heart, and when they gushed out with the tears, a huge hole appeared there, such a deep The black void made him collapse and suffocate, his heart seemed to stop beating ahead of time, he could only scream but had nowhere to escape, death became a kind of soft relief instead, it seemed more like an escape, allowing him to escape temporarily Overwhelmed by madness and despair, he was able to breathe.

He heard himself sobbing in a hoarse voice, "...Steve."

He is still used to calling out this name, when he is too helpless to be himself, when he is alone in despair and fear, even though it is the person he called out who is ending his life now.

That was his hero, his belief, his one, only light.

"Steve..." Tony said softly, even the sound of the words slipping between his lips and teeth could make him feel at ease, like some magical magic, and Steve was his magic.

At the last second when the air in his lungs was evacuated, Tony suddenly felt a slight tremor of the fingertips of the other party. It was an unnatural hesitation. The doomsday zombies are no longer human beings, and their movements will no longer be unique to human beings. They hesitate or pause, they are like mechanical soldiers who have been programmed in advance, even if their limbs and heads are cut off, they will not waver and stop.

That made him open his eyes suddenly. Tony looked at Steve's indifferent face in disbelief, and put his hand tremblingly on the pulse of the other's cold arm. He had never dared to touch Captain America. He didn't dare to accept the fact that he was cold and stiff, but when he really stretched out his hand, besides the coldness, he also felt a faint beating.

That is... the beating of life that belongs to human beings.

Tony felt the blood in his whole body was agitated, he tremblingly stroked the position of the other's heart, and happily confirmed that there was indeed a pulsation there, but Steve's shaking was only at that moment, when Tony touched He snapped his chest without hesitation and snapped Tony's wrist, throwing Tony to the other wall.

"Um—" Tony's shoulder blades hit the metal wall hard, and it felt like the shoulder armor almost pierced into the flesh.

But Steve found that the man who was completely immersed in despair just now smiled. He grinned at the corner of his bruised mouth, and the gap between his teeth was full of blood. It was obviously too extravagant for the seriously injured man to make a sound. He coughed a few times quickly and spit out a mouthful of blood, but when he raised his head, there was still a smile on his face.

"Steve." The man's voice was brisk and hoarse, full of joy, with indescribable charm.

Steve frowned tightly, he heard that strange man calling himself like this, but he didn't know who it was, he didn't know why his attack was shaken, he didn't know why his thinking was affected, he Didn't even know why he was thinking, he shouldn't be thinking.

The strange man took two steps closer, and Steve backed away warily.

Tony saw Steve took two steps back because of his approach, and the smile on his lips widened a bit, and in the next second, he took off all the remaining armor, and the golden-red armor made a slight noise when it touched the ground. As if he was in a good mood, he picked up the jeans that he had slipped down two inches with his index finger.

If there is a third person on the scene, they will definitely scream that Tony Stark is crazy, taking off his armor in front of Captain America who has no reason and no firepower, and can't find a second reason other than wanting to die.

Tony twisted his wrist and snapped the dislocated bone back, but he just frowned and grunted, and then smiled at Steve with his pale lips: "Steve, I know you're there."

Steve's expression didn't change, but Captain America's unique concept of fairness seemed to still exist in his mind. After Tony took off his armor, he also threw away his shield and confronted Tony empty-handed.

This scene is a bit like when Captain America was giving Tony a self-defense skill class, but at that time, Steve would not have almost crushed Tony's stomach with a single punch, and Tony retched a few times on the ground with one hand, feeling He spit out blue bile.

Captain America knocked Tony to the ground with one blow, then knelt on his waist, crushing Tony's chest and abdomen with all his strength.

"Cough..." Tony held his hands on the ground, raised his head with difficulty, and laughed, "Wow, Captain America is riding on my waist, this scene is really hot."

Then he was punched in the face.

"I'm beginning to feel that you're avenging yourself, cap." Tony tilted his head unnaturally from the force, licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and felt relieved after making sure they were still alive.

"Don't you talk to me, cap, it's boring to sing a one-man show with such a person." Tony managed to free his hands, and the steel wire drawn from his waist wrapped around Captain America's neck. The posture of the two turned to ride on the captain of the United States. "To be honest, when the black widow taught me this, I thought it was pretty girly. I didn't expect to be able to use it one day."

Steve let out a muffled grunt, and the hand on his neck was quickly bloodstained by the steel wire.

"Oh, by the way, I'm avenging myself. You just strangled me. It hurts so much." Tony licked his bleeding lips and laughed arrogantly, "Cap, can you stop moving around and take care of yourself?" Listen to me say a few words? Steve, I know you're in there, listen to me, this isn't the real you, eon, you're not such an easy target."

Steve remained silent, and continued to twist and struggle, with messy blood marks drawn on his fingers and palms, which looked a bit shocking.

"Steve! Listen, you can defeat the control of some rotten chip, you can, you are Captain America, the Captain America of the world's number one Iron Man." Tony was in a stalemate with him while talking, but looked at Captain America's face gradually turned red due to lack of oxygen, and the strength of his men finally loosened unconsciously.

After all, he has softened his heart.

Steve, who had been silent all this time, seized the opportunity at this moment, pulled out the blade tied to his thigh with one hand, and boldly picked off the steel wire directly against the skin of his neck. The strange thing was that he did not continue to attack Tony, Instead, he frantically tried to push Tony away and stand up.

He is going to run away.Tony knew this for some reason, he held each other's arms tightly, and the situation between the two became strange. Captain America, who was holding the knife and had the upper hand, kept trying to escape, while Iron Man, who was at a disadvantage, kept running away. stop him.

Tony panted heavily and sat on Steve's body, watching the blue eyes of the other party occasionally flicker a little shaken, but he was so tired that his fingers were trembling, he didn't have much strength to hold him down anymore, and Steve struggled more and more intensely, 2 minutes, 3 minutes, he could only hold on for so long at most.

Tony gritted his teeth, he had a hunch that if he let go of Steve now, before one of them died first, before the end of New York, he would never be able to find him again, if he really let go, he would never May find each other.

Tony closed his eyes, and the butterfly effect started from the moment he was reborn. He wanted to stop Jarvis, but caused the other party to activate the early warning system in advance, sending them back to New York in the worst period, and he returned to After New York, everything is different. Jarvis occupies New York several times faster than in the past. The superheroes are still alive, but Steve has become his enemy. The plot has become completely unrecognizable.

He suddenly thought of that dream, the one he had dreamed countless times in the wizarding world and in dreams, the scene where Steve stabbed himself with a blade, and he always thought it was one of the scenes from his forgotten past.

But it turned out that it was not the past, but the future.

"I won't let go." Tony said with curved lips, his tone seemed casual but extremely firm.

Tony held Captain America's hand tightly, and personally pierced the blade in the opponent's hand into his abdomen. Tony laughed hoarsely, and whispered in the ear of Captain America who was struggling fiercely to withdraw the knife, "Shh, don't move, cap... If you move again, I'm really going to die."