Get out of the way, Tiga is getting bigger [Comprehensive British and American]

the next morning.

Tony and Jarvis didn't come back until dawn.Because everyone was tossing until midnight last night, the two of them didn't bother others, but went back to rest directly - Tony gave Jarvis the vacant room next to his room.

It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the morning that the sleep-replenishing superheroes went out of the room one after another to find food, and gathered in the small living room, only to learn that Ultron had been wiped out by Jarvis.

"It's gone, that's great!" An Chunzhi hammered his palm hard, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Now you don’t have to worry about Jarvis being killed, or the city of Sokovia being conspired by Ultron, killing many innocent lives, or the government that was killed has incentives from this incident, thinking that superheroes are very Instability needs a Sokovia Accord that is under control.

What does not exist, does not exist!Everything is going in a good direction!

He was so happy that he walked to the sofa and sat down, and the wobbly little clumsy hand slid over and brought him a bowl of porridge.

"Thank you." An Chunzhi thanked him, took the porridge and turned around and handed it to Steve who followed slowly, and said with concern, "Steve, sit down and have some porridge first."

"Captain—what's the matter?" Tony sat up straight from the sofa, put away his smile, and asked in surprise and doubt.

Hearing this, both the yawning Hawkeye and the lazy Doctor Strange cast their gazes over.

The blond super soldier who was always full of energy in his memory now has black and blue eyes. Although his expression is as calm and natural as ever, his face is also full of tiredness and sleepiness that cannot be concealed, and his standing posture that has always been upright is now sluggish.He walked over to Ann and sat down, his posture also somewhat obscurely stiff and unnatural.Steve pressed his waist subconsciously, and answered vigorously, "I'm fine, Tony, I just didn't sleep well."

Tony is a man who has experienced many battles, and he felt something strange at first glance.His eyes lit up sharply in an instant, and he turned his head sharply to look at Xiao Di——

The black-haired young man sat with a smile, and looked at Steve next to him with concern. Although his face was a little tired, it was more satisfied—his face was unusually rosy!

Tony's face suddenly changed.The eyes of Doctor Strange, who had met once before, became even more strange, and the expression of Black Widow also became clear.Only the Winter Soldier looked dazed and suspicious, and his brows were wrinkled together, as if he didn't understand anything.Suddenly, no one spoke in the small living room, and the atmosphere was inexplicably frozen.

"..." Steve pretended to be calm, bit the bullet and held the porridge, but all the muscles in his body were tense.He was already mentally prepared for Tony to suddenly get violent, rush over to put on the mech and beat him up violently.

"Hahaha! Good job, Xiaodi!" Tony laughed triumphantly, stood up in relief, came over and patted An Chunzhi on the shoulder, "You have my demeanor!"

Steve: "???"

Tony didn't look like he wanted to hit him.

"Ah... um." An Chunzhi nodded with a smile, and understood what Tony had misunderstood.He quietly cast a look at Steve, signaling the other party to acquiesce first.Otherwise, Captain America, the crumbling national moral model, might not be able to leave Stark Tower today.

"Captain, take a good rest." Tony looked at Steve with a smile on his face, and snapped his fingers.It seems to be gloating, and it seems to be asking for warmth, "Have a good rest, and ask Friday everything."

Steve vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it under the eyes that An passed over. He nodded honestly, and said, "Ann also needs to rest."

"Yes, yes. You are together." Tony's attitude was not angry at all, and he changed his words like a friend, looking more relieved.He said with emotion, "...Xiao Di has also grown up."

The Winter Soldier had already come to his senses, he stared at his best friend with painful eyes, hesitant to speak, because he couldn't remind him now.

An Chunzhi felt that the atmosphere was really subtle, and Steve's expression could be understood every minute. Tony had misunderstood again, and maybe he would expose it at any time.He simply put down the porridge, smiled guiltyly, and said, "Tony, let's go back now."

Tony also shrugged and agreed with a very good attitude, without any hindrance.

It wasn't until Steve successfully stepped onto the floor of the Ping An store that he realized what was behind Tony's abnormal behavior, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a while.The Winter Soldier who squeezed through the time gate followed with a anxious expression, trying to say something.Steve also helplessly stopped his words: "Bucky, I already know."

Strange was the last one to step over from the opposite side of the time-space gate, waved his hand to release the time-space gate, and reported the situation with a half-smile: "I heard Tony Stark holding them and celebrating loudly."

Steve's expression suddenly became more helpless.

No way, they should have expected this scene a long time ago... Even if he is a super soldier with four times the physical strength of ordinary people, his stamina or physical strength is completely inferior to the Ultraman family who often need to fight with giant monsters.So last night was… technically a painful memory for Steve.

Ann was completely satisfied, but he was about to cry from exhaustion—he must not be so crazy in the future.

Especially thanks to Altman's abnormal physique, Ann woke up refreshed after a short sleep, not feeling uncomfortable at all, and at most slightly tired.Steve is still a human being, and his steps were weak when he left the room in the morning.

The situation where the two are completely reversed is no wonder others misunderstood.

Seeing the somewhat complicated expression of the blond man, An Chunzhi vaguely guessed what he was thinking, leaned over and lowered his voice, and defended in a low voice unconvinced: "It's not my fault, I didn't activate the ability at the beginning, but you are four times stronger." Physique! After that, if you still show off your abilities, I have already said that you will not be angry, but you still..."

Snape turned his eyes away with a dark face, and stared expressionlessly at the sleeping little white cat curled up into a ball on the counter, secretly hating why his hearing was so sharp.

"If you mind, let's find a chance to clarify." An Chunzhi's proposal was only halfway through, and Steve shook his head and refused.

"That's pretty good." He rubbed his waist and eyes secretly again, raised his hand with a gentle smile, and stroked Fu An Chunzhi's hair scattered in front of his eyes, and added, "Anything is fine."

An Chunzhi looked at Steve's weak appearance of being hollowed out, and wanted to comfort him in turn, couldn't help laughing, pushed him, and urged: "Go to the second floor and wait. I'll serve it up after I finish making breakfast. Let them cook and eat by themselves at noon, and we can sleep for a while."

His words naturally implied some fact, Steve keenly grasped the meaning, his blue eyes lit up, and when he returned to the second floor, he silently took his pillow back to Ann's bedroom, and lay down peacefully.

On the first floor, Strange had become accustomed to opening the shop door, sitting on a chair, holding the little white cat in his arms and playing with it.The Winter Soldier followed up to the second floor, probably going to talk to Steve again.Snape leaned over, pulled out his wand and tried to help An Chunzhi cook.

"These are quick meals, I'll be here soon." An Chunzhi said hastily, "Severus, if you have nothing to do... help me remove the monitor on the ceiling. "

The man in the black robe raised his head in response, and sure enough, he saw a small camera on the ceiling. The red dot was dim, showing that it was not working.

"Easy," Snape hissed, lifting his wand in his bony hand and swinging it with ease, the gesture was simple and graceful.The camera on the ceiling fell lightly, and the wiring was not damaged at all, and it landed quietly on the counter.

"It's a great help." An Chunzhi dumped a bag of shrimps on the hot iron plate, and said with a smile, "Since you all lived in the store, this monitoring has been completely useless."

Not to mention the cloak that ran out at every turn, Strange's repeated time and space gates, Snape's magic and potions, and the unusual mechanical arm of the Winter Soldier, which one is normal?If there is any abnormality in the surveillance video, if it needs to be rewound and deleted, An Chunzhi feels that he is going to be exhausted, so he simply removes the surveillance video.

The crisp "jingle" of the familiar wind chime rang.

With the sound of pushing the door, there was also a familiar voice: "Boss An, order some pasta."

An Chunzhi raised his head suddenly, and said with a surprised smile: "Mr. Morgan! Are you back?"

The familiar black boy showed him a handsome smile, letting go of the thin figure behind him: "Look who came with me?"

The somewhat cramped young man looked at An Chunzhi, one hand was still rubbing a bunch of lines on his clothes, he pulled the corner of his mouth quickly, and said nervously, speaking at a fast speed:

"Usually people don't remember a person who has only said a few words after a few months-do I need to introduce myself again? But I have a photographic memory and it is very easy for me. An Chunzhi, I I still remember you clearly. They call you Boss An, do I want to call you that too?"

Snape looked sideways.

—this visitor sounded like Sherlock Holmes in a way.

An Chunzhi laughed and joked, "Red, of course I remember you."

Morgan next to him let out an "oh", and his expression became full of approval and joy.Rhett was also taken aback, his face was even more at a loss, but his eyes revealed joy.

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The familiar black boy showed him a handsome smile, letting go of the thin figure behind him: "Look who came with me?"

The somewhat cramped young man looked at An Chunzhi, one hand was still rubbing a bunch of lines on his clothes, he pulled the corner of his mouth quickly, and said nervously, speaking at a fast speed:

"Usually people don't remember a person who has only said a few words after a few months-do I need to introduce myself again? But I have a photographic memory and it is very easy for me. An Chunzhi, I I still remember you clearly. They call you Boss An, do I want to call you that too?"

Snape looked sideways.

—this visitor sounded like Sherlock Holmes in a way.

An Chunzhi laughed and joked, "Red, of course I remember you."

Morgan next to him let out an "oh", and his expression became full of approval and joy.Rhett was also stunned for a moment, but he didn't speak, but his eyes showed joy, and the nervousness that had been covering him disappeared unknowingly.His shoulders relaxed.

"Red, what do you want?" An Chunzhi gestured and took out two slender glass jugs from under the counter, "Milk or black tea? Where's Morgan?"

Judging by his posture, it was obvious that this drink was intended to invite Rhett and Morgan.

"No, I still have something to do." Morgan waved his hand hastily, his eyes searched around the store, and stayed on Strange's face, "This is... isn't this Mr. Detective from last time?"

"Yes, you have business with him? Is there a case?" An Chunzhi secretly signaled to Strange.The latter stood up tacitly, and said in a lazy and low voice, "I'll call him."

The mage just walked into the warehouse and closed the door with his backhand. Soon, Sherlock Holmes was dragged out by him with a dazed expression—the young curly-haired detective was only half wrapped in a quilt, holding a hand in his other hand. Equally dazed, John Watson, who was wrapped in the other half of the quilt, was led out of the two stumbledly, and stood there looking at the person in front of him in a speechless silence.

"..." Strange noticed that everyone's eyes were wrong, he also looked back, and fell silent in embarrassment.

"Uh, did I bother you?" Finally, it was Morgan who broke the atmosphere aloud. He observed Sherlock's expression, sped up his speech and said, "I'm sorry, but there is a case that I imagine last time I will continue to cooperate with you, I don't know if you are willing... can you? Then you..."

"Uh, how about we talk after you put on your clothes?" Morgan asked tactfully.

Once Mr. Detective got into the mood, he didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with the current situation.

But... the gentleman next to him seems to be in great need of clothes.