[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

There are many enemies in Tony Stark's life, but so far none of them are public enemies because of disagreement and hostility-almost all TM are private enemies who are hostile based on personal grievances.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand why there is such a result:

Mr. Stark, who is lecherous, arrogant, contemptuous and contemptuous of authority, except for those ignorant girls who regard him as an idol and think that what he does is COOOL, few people who have dealt with him will like.

But at the same time, it has been able to run rampant in the United States for so many years after offending countless big bosses with so many shortcomings, but it still has not been beaten to death by a mental patient, which shows that it has such arrogant and arrogant capital.

Tony Stark is a living legend, a living example of the phrase "all men are created equal".

If he had to use one sentence to describe his life, it would not be an exaggeration to use "Heaven's Beloved".

Born to be a billionaire -- his parents left him a lifetime of money and one of the most profitable businesses in America.

Inherited his father's talent for invention - completed his studies in a playful way, and trampled on the fruits of "mortals" that can only be reaped after countless efforts.

And his father was not only the main defense supplier of the US military, but also one of the founders of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Secret Service. The political legacy brought by the two is by no means as simple as 1+1.

This also makes it so that no matter how arrogant and bastard Tony is, how much he breaks the unspoken rules of the industry and how much he keeps a group of people from coming down, as long as he doesn't break everyone's bottom line and do something irreparable, everyone will look at S.H.I.E.L.D. Shang (Note 1) held his nose and chose to swallow his anger and help him clean up the mess he left behind.

Growing up in such an environment, Tony once believed that money meant everything.

But the reality told him that this is not the case. What he came into contact with for the first time on this day was another kind of truth in the world.

—Its name is violence.

Without communication, guns are their language, and deafening explosions are their reasoning.

No background, no matter what status you have and what glory you have in the past, bullets have the right of way more than you.

In the hot bullet casings and shards of bulletproof glass, with trembling and severe pain, Tony Stark's "daily life" collapsed.

When he was seriously injured and was roughly thrown into a hole in the ground by several thieves, the overage child who "my father never beat me" hadn't fully recovered from his brain, and his whole head felt dizzy and accompanied by The severe pain from time to time, far surpassed the hangover when he woke up the next day after those late night parties in the past.

So when the image of that girl appeared in his mind, he was still wondering who I was, where I was, and what happened.

"Tony Stark?"

An Asian girl looked at him suspiciously and asked with some uncertainty.

"If there's no one else here with that name, then it's me, Mei..."

Tony felt as if he had broken a "membrane" as when diving to the surface, and the dizziness and pain left his brain in an instant as if they were hallucinations.

Then he inspected the girl in front of him with critical eyes before saying:

"Well, I'm sorry. I'm more honest. What's the matter, lady?"

"Should I ask you?"

The girl couldn't laugh or cry and pointed to the "foot" of the two of them.

"Didn't you contact me?"

"I?"

Looking down with a surprised expression, Tony saw his own face that he sees in the mirror every day.

But at this time, that face looked extremely embarrassed.

"Yeah, don't you know?"

The girl walked up to Tony with a shocked face, and watched with him a few people in dirty robes, who began to operate on him under the condition that the hygienic conditions were not up to standard, and then she patted Tony with a smile. shoulders:

"Oh~ encountered bad luck? Tell me to make my sister happy."

"Hey! Be careful with the knife, it's my chest!

Omg, he was within a millimeter of severing my artery..."

Ignoring the girl's joking remarks, after yelling for a few minutes, Tony wisely did not watch the operation that made him dread all the time, but looked at the girl with twitching corners of his mouth:

"I really didn't know that I had superpowers before, so you can tell me what it is...

Well, whatever, is there anything you can do to help me with this 'below' situation? "

"Maybe I can give you a little help."

After the girl smiled playfully, she pointed to her feet again:

"Okay, as a smart person, what do you think the current situation is like?"

"Three terrorists with guns, the two who operated on me (Note 2) are not sure..."

Touching his mustache, Tony looked carefully at the whole room with the current "God's perspective". When he finally set his eyes on himself on the operating table, he quickly looked away.

After speaking, he looked up at the smiling girl beside him, and said angrily:

"I am badly wounded myself with pieces of shrapnel traveling down a vein towards my heart and I am now just praying for help from someone who probably doesn't even have a medical license

——Oh, I don't even know what else I can do now besides yelling at F**K? "

"Then let me demonstrate to you~"

When the girl finished speaking, Tony felt that he returned to his body in an instant, and the pain made him faint again almost instantly—but another consciousness as hard as steel forcefully dispelled the darkness of the alarm clock.

The next moment, Tony was surprised to find that his hands moved uncontrollably.

Under the sluggish gaze of the two doctors, a scalpel and forceps were "connected" to his "own" hands.

Then, flipping his wrist, the scalpel quickly and accurately sliced ​​across his own body.

"Ding dong!"

A second later, with spurting blood, the first piece of shrapnel was taken out.

The next moment, the hemostat accurately stopped the spurting blood.

【What are you doing! 】

Tony let out a silent wail in his heart.

"Save your life."

The answer of "myself" was so calm, and the unwavering voice made Tony feel very strange.

[The problem is that you can't even see the wound!Stop! 】

Tony's voice in his head began to tremble, and the continuous spurting of blood and cut skin continued to challenge Tony's psychological bottom line.

Feeling the severe pain from the wound and the mental shock of watching the knife cut his body open, but unable to faint, and having to forcefully watch the self-abuse-like operation process, he felt that he was going crazy.

"It's ready."

After picking out the Nth piece of shrapnel with the blade, "Tony" took the suture thread from the sluggish doctor's hand with a blank face, and in Tony's almost out-of-pitch howl in his heart, it was as simple and rough as sewing leather. stitched the wound together.

【What are you doing!You know you just sewed the hemostat into the wound! ?God! 】

Tony felt that today he experienced all the wailing and powerlessness accumulated over the past few decades.

"I know, and it has been very fixed."

The voice of the girl manipulating his body was still cold, but Tony always felt that the girl enjoyed hearing his wailing.

"It's inevitable that there will be strenuous exercise later, and the wounds on those blood vessels will rupture if we don't do so.

Rest assured, this won't kill you - at least not in the short term. "

【What! ?Strenuous exercise! ?short time! ? 】

"Helping people to the end, seeing you like this, I think there are some things that must be confirmed."

With the help of the cover of the two stunned doctors, "Tony" turned slightly sideways and took all the remaining scalpels.

Then "he" smiled slightly at the two doctors:

"Thank you both for your efforts to save my life."

[Wait... wait! 】

Although he didn't know what the other party was going to do, Tony, who always felt that it would not be a good thing, hurriedly stopped it.

"Sorry, it's too late."

Seeing the three terrorists/terrorists who fell to the ground almost at the same time, the girl expressed that she was powerless to Tony's request - only a short section of the tail of the knife handle was exposed in the eye sockets of each of the fallen.

"So you still want me to wait here?"

[I'm dead, can you help me tell my secretary, Miss Pepper, that I love her? 】

"Well, don't worry, when I'm sure you're really cornered, you'll put the muzzle to your chin and take a shot."

While packing up the weapon, the girl responded:

"It will definitely make you a 'hero who bravely resists to the end even in deep siege'."

【What if I don’t want to be a hero...】

Although he still doubted his "ability", Tony felt that if the girl hadn't lied, then his ability must be full of malice towards him.

The author has something to say: Note 1: It is estimated that the budget of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the U.S. military expenditure can compete with the construction of space carriers with optical invisibility and floating in the air, as well as secret bases and secret agents scattered in the United States and even around the world. —This level of funding is impossible to achieve without a government background, let alone managed by Nick Fury alone (even if it is impossible for a few senior directors (World Security Council) in the US team 2, at least it should There are regulators stationed there, at least not all made in the US).I have a guess about this and I will talk about it later.

Note 2: There is no detailed description in this part of the movie. There are only a few short scenes about Dr. Inson saving Tony, but he didn't go into detail about the number of people. But it is common sense that an operation of this level requires an assistant.