[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra economic chief

Upgrading Rumlow the Father

After a day's rest, Tony drove his coquettish orange sports car and took the captain to Xingshi to question the crime.

In the villa area of ​​the rich in Manhattan, a modified sports car quietly stopped in front of the gate.

"Rumlo? What's wrong with him." Steve on the co-pilot asked strangely.

"Go down and have a look." Tony walked over with great interest, followed by the captain.

Rumlow stood upright at the door holding a piece of paper stupidly, and the handmade luggage bag, which was worth a lot of money at his feet, was thrown aside indifferently by the owner.After hearing the footsteps, he stared blankly at Iron Man and Captain America who were walking towards him.

Tony was the first to taunt: "I was kicked out of the house, no surprise!"

Rumlow grinned as if he didn't hear, and laughed out loud.

Scared Stark back a step: "No...didn't take the medicine!"

Steve was also a little surprised.

Rumlow, who was slowing down to digest the news here, couldn't control his overflowing excitement, stepped forward to hug Captain America, and let go before Steve could react and push him away.Now even Steve has to agree with Tony's judgment, it's sick.

Rumlow was so excited that he wanted to shout up to the sky, but when he thought of Christine who was resting in the house, although his heart was still excited and uncomfortable, he finally had a little normal thinking.

Tony and Steve waited for Rumlow, who was smiling silly in front of him, to come back to his senses. They didn't even greet them, but they saw each other rushing to the screen at the door and pressing their fingerprints: "Queen Red, open the door quickly!" .”

"Sorry, Mr. Rumlow, you no longer have permission to enter."

Not wanting to wake Christine up, Rumlow rubbed his head annoyedly, and sat down on his suitcase to think of a solution.Tony stepped forward, ignoring the man in the middle of the door, and was about to reach out to press the doorbell, when he felt his pants being grabbed by someone and staggered.The captain behind hurriedly supported Stark who was unstable, and the two looked at Rumlow sitting on the box together speechlessly.

"Wendy is sleeping, you can't go in."

Tony, Steve: "…"

"She's made of mud, it's over if she wakes up." said the angry Tony.

"No." Rumlow firmly refused. "Wait until Wendy wakes up from sleep."

Tony: #好气Oh, what should I do if I can’t keep smiling#

Tony, who was holding his breath, opened up directly: "Who are you, you, the person who was kicked out can still make the decision."

Rumlow, who was slowly recovering his strength, easily pulled the wrench finger: "Try it and you will know."

Stark, who has never been afraid of a challenge, chose to face it without hesitation: "I'm afraid of you, Captain, go!"

Steve looked at him speechlessly: "...?"

Thick-skinned Tony: "Is it possible that I should fight? I'm not Iron Man now. Besides, wouldn't the duel between two super fighters be more interesting."

After half an hour.

Stark leaned against the tree trunk with a dark face: "Why do I earn tens of millions every minute and wait for a woman to wake up like a fool in the sun with you."

The man who made up the knife, Steve, had bloodshot red eyes: "It may be that the women in it can reach hundreds of millions every minute. If you think so, you will feel more comforted."

"Not at all!" Tony, who had nothing to do, squatted down and disturbed the worker ants carrying food under the tree.

Rumlow, with a broken corner of his mouth, stood quietly at the gate, motionless, and advised, "You can go back."

"Ha, that can't be done. This kind of thing needs to be done all at once, or it will fade away." Tuo three years old blocked the ant hole and looked at the little poor people running around, trying to relieve his anger.

In the house, Christine, who returned to the cage and slept until 10:30, stretched her waist: "Honghou, make an order at the door. I want the steamed dumplings, egg custard, and...spicy...spicy crayfish from the Chinese restaurant down the mountain."

The sun was about to set in the sky, but the trio still held their ground.

' Didi. '

……

"Your phone is ringing," Steve reminded Rumlow.

Standing in a military posture until the dazed Brock took out his phone stiffly, and read the text message seriously and reverently.Rumlow looked at the two Avengers with "unruly intentions" next to him, and couldn't help but think.

"Stark?"

Tony, who was dozing off with a leaf on his head, replied lazily, "What's the matter."

"Borrow a car."

A key flew out, and Rumlow quickly started down the mountain.

Steve couldn't help asking: "Do you have a good impression of him?"

"generally."

"?"

Knowing what Steve was wondering about, Tony took off the leaves and sat up straight, and asked, "Why do you think he was able to appear in the United States openly and aboveboard?"

"Wood?" Affirmative tone.

"Who else is there?" Leaning back again, "In these days, one must not underestimate the power of pillow wind. Borrowing a car is nothing. It's not painful."

Driving the sports car to the Chinese restaurant, Rumlow personally watched every procedure of the chef, and the chef let him go without a word. Rich people have many problems, but who makes the tip attractive enough.

He rushed back at the same speed, stood at the door, and entered his fingerprints.The thought of seeing Wendy in a while made Rumlow very excited.

All those bloody thoughts a few days ago disappeared, and what could prove the relationship between them better than the existence of a little life.No matter how good those men are, he had her for 9 years and will continue to have her, and soon they will have a girl or a boy.

Rumlow, who was immersed in the fantasy of happiness, forgot one important thing. Calculating after the fact is a talent that women are good at, not to mention pregnant women.

#A Man's Disaster#

After a long wait, three well-known men in Marvel finally walked into an ordinary villa in Manhattan. In the living room, Christine was sitting on a soft sofa blowing the cool air conditioner, watching The series of handsome men and beautiful women, eating fresh strawberries, is completely the enjoyment of a rich lady.

The little maid Brock worked hard to put things in front of Master Wood, looking where she could find them, with sharp eyesight.Carrying a finger bag and carefully serving the master to eat lobster, Christine only needs to open his mouth.

The two people next to him: "..." It was definitely a mistake to come here today.

After the meal, Rumlow cleaned up the table graciously. Taking advantage of Rumlow's time in the kitchen, Tony tremblingly gave Christine a thumbs up, and muttered in his heart, what a trick! , The night before yesterday, she looked like a little girl who was wronged, and in just one day, she directly trained the Tibetan Mastiff into a little wolf dog.

Tony leaned forward curiously: "How did you do that?"

Christine glanced at him and said lightly, "It's nothing, I'm pregnant."

"Cough cough cough... what did you say?" Stark choked on his own, and asked in disbelief.

Seeing his disfigured appearance, Christine broke the words to him word by word: "I'm pregnant, and I have a baby in my stomach."

Tony hadn't reacted after hearing this, and Rumlow, who came out of the kitchen and frantically squeezed a glass of orange juice according to Queen Hong's instructions, smashed the glass in a heartbeat.

Christine looked at Rumlow with a half-smile and said, "I just don't know if this child will have a legal father."

Rumlow, who took another glass of orange juice, came over and hugged her firmly, and kissed her forehead: "Of course, half a month later, England, we agreed."

"O(∩_∩)O ha..." Christine glanced at him arrogantly, but did not refute in front of outsiders.

Rumlow carefully wrapped her belly around her, touching her lightly, the two were full of tenderness, at this moment Tony and Steve looked extremely awkward.

Steve put his fist against his lips slightly, reminding him softly.

Christine leaned on the human flesh cushion and looked at the two of them: "Tell me, what's the matter?" Domineering like a man swiping a card.

"Nick and Natasha?" Tony pointedly asked for the reward from the night before, while Steve lowered his head and rubbed his feet in shame.

Christine stood up, eyes full of persecution.At this time, Christine Wood showed them her aura as the CEO of a world enterprise, even though she was wearing a home pajamas at this time.

"Can you guarantee that they won't 'harass' me again, in any sense?"

Steve nodded firmly: "Of course, I promise as the leader of the Avengers."

"No, no, no, verbal guarantees are never worth anything, even if you are Captain America." Christine shook her head funny and denied.

"Then what do you want?" Steve frowned.

"I want……"

The author has something to say: Yayada, the exam is thoughtful, try to update it every day.