[Zhongyingmei] The number one black powder

The location of the store she chose is very good, at the crossroads, like the previous store opposite the Avengers Building, there is a lot of traffic.This is a cafe, and the signboard at the door is painted with a simple new product promotion. Veronica stared at the multi-tentacled Creature image for a long time, not quite understanding why people would want to drink this kind of thing.

But unless the people who designed the game wanted her to go to the aquarium and fight octopuses, the sign didn't say anything useful for Veronica.However, the person who designed the game must know that she has a deep-sea phobia, and would not be so cruel to her.So she had to go inside anyway, working up her courage after seeing the scary sign.

The store is pretty normal, ignoring the octopus-like tentacles above the head.

"Hi." When she walked to the ordering counter, the owner looked at her, first glanced down at the phone, and then smiled at her: "Hi, miss."

"Hello." Veronica nodded, raised her head and squinted at the menu bar above her head, thinking about which one to choose, it seemed a bit difficult, Veronica had a hard time choosing between the two, of course she could choose both. Order all of them, but there is no way to finish them all, so if she likes both, she may ruin two very good cups of coffee. She looked at them for a while, and finally gave up on her entanglement, and left the decision to destiny "Special blue mountain or signature coffee, which one do you recommend more?"

"Oh...you don't like the signboard, let me make you a glass of Blue Mountain." The shopkeeper only thought for a second before replying.Veronica watched in amazement as the owner made the coffee skillfully, filled it into a cup and handed it to her. She finally found her language, "How do you know I won't like it?"

"I had some warning in advance," the shopkeeper replied to her. "He told you, you don't like that."

"So, it's him." Veronica nodded thoughtfully. This result was not unexpected. When she bumped into a coser wearing stealth armor at the entrance of the theater in Disneyland, she felt that it was not a cosplayer. An ordinary cosplay suit, the repulsor cannon in the palm of the iron armor is shining and buzzing, which is infinitely close to reality.

The shopkeeper pushed the cup of coffee to her again, so she took it, the temperature of the coffee passed through the cup to the palm of her hand, and a small hang tag was tied under a cotton thread hanging on the straw of the cup, on the silver-white metal tag. The bronzing lettering glistens in the light.

Veronica raised the cup so that the hanging tag was at the same level as her eyes, and squinted her eyes to study the bronzing script on it.

She found a seat to sit down, still chose a seat by the window, and carefully looked at the front and back of the small tag. There was only one name on it, but no signature. On the back was the words 'Have a nice trip'.Veronica spent a bit of time looking online for the name, and finally settled on the location while she took her last sip of coffee.It turned out to be a bit of a shock, since the location wasn't in New York, or even in the US.It is in Magipur.

Veronica has only been to Magipur a few times, because there is an underground arms auction held there every year. In fact, this year, the organizer contacted her to ask if she had any plans.

Magipur is a coastal city. Like all cities in a tropical marine climate, it can still maintain the high temperature in midsummer even when New York has to wear a thick coat in the morning and evening. Occasionally, water birds fly over the sea and cast a shadow.Naturally, many hotels rely on such perfect natural scenery to build.

The hotel that Veronica found was also in this location. The hotel had a beach. After dinner, she walked along the edge of the quiet and deserted beach, stepping on the wet sand and Dry sandy beach, watching the sunset and the new moon at the end of the sea line.She followed the trail left by the water farther and farther until the hotel was a dime-sized obscurity within sight.Then she sat down, on the edge of the wet sand, laying down, feeling the rhythmic rhythm of the water rushing over her knees, and she kind of wished it was high tide so she could feel the water rising up and over her thighs , her waist, her neck, maybe she can be completely submerged.

[Sometimes, at a certain moment in the flight, I would think that my power suddenly failed, and then I started to fall, and before I had time to count the time of the fall, I fell down, maybe in the sea.I watched the sky flood and the sun go away, knowing that there would be no chance of rising, that my armor would sink faster than anything else with me.It would be a sober and slow fall, and it would end up as a coffin, or deep enough that the airtightness of the armor was breached by the water pressure, and I was completely submerged in seawater before I felt suffocated.Then after years, the armor was salvaged like a sunken ship, and people speculated about its story. 】

She wondered what it felt like, just imagining herself slowly sinking to the bottom of the ocean made Veronica terrified.

"It must be pretty lonely," Veronica heard her own voice say, quite loudly, before she knew it.

Then an impulse made her sit up, look around the beach, which was empty except for the sea water and the sunset, and say, "I miss you."

"I wish you were here," she declared aloud.

The magic of Disney always comes at such a time when twilight and night turn, like the moment when the prince kisses the princess awake, when Cinderella steps on the pumpkin cart, or when her knight comes to her side.

Footsteps appeared behind her, silently, a shadow enveloped her, she closed her eyes and raised her head, and easily got a cool and dry kiss.

They entangled for a while, and finally let go of each other reluctantly, but they didn't leave too far. Veronica grabbed the man's tie to keep him from leaving. "Hi."

"Hi." Tony didn't leave, his dark blue eyes were close at hand, and the temperature from his breath brushed against Veronica's eyes, he didn't look good, even though he had dressed up carefully, he still couldn't hide it.The wind-blown hair made him look even more haggard. He must have not had a good rest recently, and the dark circles under his eyes were full of apprehension and a little bit of hope.

"Diligent knight." Veronica praised.

"You're cheating." The corners of Tony's mouth trembled, and finally bent into a charming arc, a weak accusation.

"You can choose not to come out." Veronica narrowed her eyes and smiled, "But I don't want to enjoy this kind of scenery alone. When watching fireworks in Disney, I don't think I like doing that alone."

"Technically, you weren't watching alone at the time."

"Are you there?" Veronica asked, Tony didn't answer, so she showed a knowing expression, "Are you there? I think I passed you by."

"I think you probably don't want to see me around," said Tony, who had always known Veronica was at the store across from his building, and once he walked in and was surrounded by fans, and Veronica Ronika slipped away quietly.And somehow other people knew of Veronica's existence, so everyone who was curious went for a walk, but Veronica didn't try to leave like he did that time.

"I just wasn't ready," Veronica replied, with a small sigh. "Did I hurt you?"

"Of course." Tony frowned pretending to be in pain, clutching his chest. "The wound was deep, and I had to hide and tuck myself in a corner to grieve alone."

"Okay." Inside Veronica believed every word Tony said, but she also knew Tony wouldn't want her to show it, so she tugged on his tie, forcing him to duck his head into another round of intimacy touch.

"I'm a little curious." In the end, they all lay on the beach, ruining a whole set of custom clothes while creating a good mood, and the seaside seemed a little cold at night, and she squeezed close to Tony to get the temperature, At the same time, I asked in my ear, "If I don't want to call you here, is there anything else you have arranged?"

"Really." Tony hugged her a little bit, thought for a while and answered, "The Capitol, the small coffee shop in Gotham, I even said hello to Alfred to borrow the garden of Wayne Manor, but I owe you Bruce is a great favor."

"I thought you and Wayne were supposed to be friends?"

"Yeah, isn't that what a friend is like, he can laugh at you for a whole year, but he will be happy for you in his heart."

Veronica thought for a while, Jason, John and Bucky nodded.

"So you want to go back? Before we get completely wet and sticky."

Veronica watched Tony stand up, but she didn't move a bit, until Tony reached out and grabbed her wrist, and she was still lying there "Aren't we going to get wet and sticky when we go back?"

"It's hard to say, if you want to try it in the bathroom, you can solve half of the trouble." Tony dragged her hand, and changed his strategy after realizing that she couldn't pull Veronica up. He bent down, With both hands, he hugged her directly.

Veronica exclaimed, and quickly put her arms around his neck, just like every time he took her flying.

When the sun shone on Tony's face through the undrawn curtains the next morning, he hugged the person next to him, who struggled out of the quilt on his chest, and said to him, "I'm thinking about something. thing."

"You're just ruining the morning," Tony replied vaguely, and he was very satisfied with the morning.

"You know we can't pretend everything is perfect after one night, right?" Veronica's words were indeed so unpleasant that Tony had to raise his eyelids and take it seriously.

"I'm not going to pretend everything is perfect, because nothing is ever perfect. If you want to be perfect, I can ask Strange, but I don't like magic, and I guess you don't either." He put The jaw dropped to the top of Veronica's head, and she wrapped her in her arms. "But I'm an engineer, and people call me when something breaks, so I know how to fix things, and I think you do too."

"You think you can fix me? Fix our relationship?" Veronica's breath sprayed on his chest, forming a warm current, "but you know, the broken trace is there, even if you put it together, it will It will be weaker and more easily damaged than the intact one, and it will be damaged again on the same crack."

"Then we'll fix it again," Tony replied without thinking.

And that sounds like something Veronica can do.

The author has something to say: the text is over.Let me hang around for a while before deciding whether to make up the episode or not. I really thank you girls who can read this. I know this article is not well written. Thank you for supporting me until the end

Let’s post the new article on the opening of the pit on the 17th of this month first. The cp is still iron, and the comic direction is set. I hope it can reach 400 before the pit opening【×】

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