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

Tony is a great teacher in teaching fighting.

--Probably.

When An Chunzhi was thrown to the ground by the ankle by Tony wearing a full set of steel armor again, he thought so hopelessly.

And he seems to have a little taste of what Loki felt that day when he was thrown around by the Hulk.

"Hey, Tony——I think you want to take a break? Let me teach Dijia instead?" Captain America, who was watching by the side, frowned more and more, and finally couldn't help asking tactfully.

"I also thought that teaching skills is to demonstrate to Dijia first, so that he can be proficient before going into actual combat." Hawkeye agreed uncontrollably.

"He's just a kid." Dr. Banner spread his hands, expressing that he didn't understand either.

The black widow hesitated for a moment, but still stood by the daddy group, folded her arms and nodded.

"But actual combat is the best way to get familiar with it, isn't it?" Tony hurriedly put Di Jia's ankle back on the ground carefully.He straightened up and continued to argue, "Look at Xiao Di, yesterday he couldn't even swing his fist, but now he can use a cross!"

"That's true." An Chunzhi lay on the ground and didn't want to get up, but he also agreed aloud, "Although this is a bit faster, it is quite useful. When Tony did those movements, he deliberately slowed down to let me see clearly , will also give me the opportunity to try in reverse.”

An Chunzhi paused again: "Tony, did you learn this habit of grabbing people's ankles and throwing them from the Hulk?"

Tony's metallic voice sounds awkward:

"Uh...whether it is or not, I don't really want to try it."

"Then you still use it?" An Chunzhi sighed, and got up again: "Okay, go on Tony. I think I have learned a lot. After I practice for a while, will I be able to form a physical reaction? ?”

"Then you just need to practice persistently to keep this physical response." Captain America nodded, adding gently.

A certain floor on the high-rise of the Avengers Building was renovated into a spacious and sturdy large training room.The entire floor is covered with special alloys, which is usually used for training the Avengers.And now in this spacious training room, a row of Avengers sat on the soft stools against the wall, all watching the violent scene of Iron Man vs Tiga intently.

In fact, it is not easy for the teaching to go on so smoothly.

At the beginning, Tony put on his steel armor and wanted to teach Di Jia with actual combat, but it didn't hurt to punch Di Jia, but he himself was shocked by the force and retreated a few times.

And that's not to mention the fact that Tony wanted to teach something else.No matter what technique you use, the opponent will not move at all, and will bounce back if you use too much force.It was too embarrassing for Dijia to refuse to touch him.

After the two stalemate for a while, they felt that it was impossible. An Chunzhi quickly restrained his weight to the extreme, and carefully controlled all his strength—this was the scene where he was caught by Tony's ankle and fell to the ground.

"Come here for today." Tony gasped slightly.

The slender young figure in front of him was still blushing (?) and out of breath after being beaten all afternoon.And the people he taught are tired.

——I can't bear it, I can't bear it, the man with a small belly really can't keep up with his physical strength.

Tony walked to a corner of the room, and several mechanical hands stretched out from both sides of the wall to help him take off the steel armor on his body.

"Is it okay for today?" An Chunzhi asked with some unfulfilled desire.Although he was very embarrassed by the beating, after slowly getting familiar with the movements and skills taught by Tony, he gradually found learning interesting, and now he didn't want to end it so soon.

"Don't worry." Black Widow's voice was hoarse and lazy, and she reminded with concern, "You have learned enough today, go back and consolidate it, and continue tomorrow."

"Yes, come back tomorrow." Tony's face armor was also removed, revealing his sweat-stained face, and he echoed with the same expression, "According to this progress, I don't think Xiao Di will be in a week's time." I can learn what I know!"

"What you know—" Hawkeye pointed at him very quickly, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

"Hey, Clinton, you're not mean enough to do this." Tony took the towel handed over by Xiaodai and wiped his face, protesting.

"What I said is the truth." Hawkeye said quickly, and hurriedly sat down on the soft stool farthest from Tony.

There was a burst of good-natured laughter from everyone.

An Chunzhi watched them bickering happily, and said goodbye, "Then I'll leave first, tomorrow morning? I'll come back in the morning or afternoon."

"It's fine in the morning. I have nothing to do recently." Tony added.

"Sir, Miss Pepper's meeting with you has been scheduled until the day after tomorrow. She told me for the third time today that I remember to remind you." Jarvis said in time.

"..." Tony didn't speak, and his expression was awkward for a moment.

"I'll wait here tomorrow morning, Xiao Di, come back after dinner—the weather is a bit gloomy these two days, please pay attention to eating enough." Tony pretended not to hear what he just said, and told An Chunzhi with concern.

——Is the weather a bit gloomy?Pay attention to eat a little more?

An Chunzhi nodded somewhat dumbfounded, and left.

The moment his figure disappeared from the room, Tony let out a sudden breath, and the reactor covering his chest returned to the heartbroken look he had in the morning.

"I hit too hard!" He sat down on the soft stool and murmured to himself, "I beat Xiao Di all day!"

"——You just know?" Hawkeye interjected without thinking it was a big deal.

"You have to be a strict teacher to be qualified, Tony, come on." The black widow smiled from the corner of her eyes, and there was some gloating in her lazy voice.

"You... did it on purpose?" Tony finally came to his senses.

"I didn't say that." The black widow turned her eyes and looked at the ceiling.

"Hey, what's going on with you today? Are you making fun of me, one or two?" Tony opened his eyes slightly, looking sad, angry and aggrieved.

As usual, Dr. Banner watched them fight with a smile. When he turned his face, he saw that Captain America seemed to be lost in thought. The screen of the mobile phone in his hand was still on, and his expression was not right.

"What's wrong?" He couldn't help asking out of concern.

"Tony, let's borrow your plane." Steve raised his head and thought for a while, then said with determination.

"No problem." Tony agreed without asking anything, "I'll ask the driver to come over now."

"Huh? Is it the place I was thinking of?" Black Widow also put away her teasing expression, turned her attention and asked curiously, "Steve, aren't you determined not to see him?"

"Since monsters will appear frequently in the future, I... don't feel at ease." Steve spoke vaguely, "At least I can confirm his specific location first, and it will be good in the future... um."

"No.15 Avenue, Queens." Jarvis immediately read out the address he found last time.

"I see." Steve took a deep breath nervously, "Donut said he opened a daily necessities store, and I should be able to find it if I look there."

……

An Chunzhi who went back had no idea what happened next in the Avengers Building.

After he returned to the store, he couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone to read the news.

At the Avengers Tower today, his phone vibrated again at that moment.But it would be even more suspicious if An Chunzhi went to the toilet again, so he could only endure it.

I have been holding back until now and come back to see what the boxing coach sent to him.

[Boxing coach]: "I also know it's awkward to say that, and it makes you a little troubled...Okay. Donut, you must pay attention to safety at ordinary times."

An Chunzhi smiled warmly, and moved her fingers quickly on the keyboard.

[Donuts]: "#插油你的呀毛#, #抱抱给你一个感妹#, #手指持一个大满花花#!"

[Donut]: "Don't worry! I will, and so will you."

——Sitting on the helicopter and already on the road, Steve looked at his mobile phone, and his ears turned red again for a moment.

He coughed a little at a loss, quickly put down his phone and glanced at the driver in front of him.Fortunately, the driver was staring at the instrument panel and didn't notice his reaction at all.The unnaturalness on Steve's face subsided a little.

"Mr. Rogers, this is near No.15 Avenue. The only suitable place to get off the plane is here. I am now parking the helicopter on the top floor of this building." The pilot suddenly said.

"Okay, it's all right here." Steve responded in time.

He stood up stooping, opened the door of the helicopter, and lowered the ladder.

The sky is not yet dark in the evening, and the large warm yellow clouds on the horizon seem to give people a sense of relaxation and comfort. The weather in early autumn is still a little breeze, especially when Steve is in the air, the breeze Through his denim top and short sleeves, it brings a touch of coolness against the skin.

Steve stood still on the terrace on the top floor of the building, raised his head to signal the driver, then turned and went downstairs.

No.15 Avenue is not the city center, it is a somewhat remote area.Just from the visual point of view, I feel that this place is not as prosperous as near the Stark Tower.Along the way, there are not houses and gardens on the side of the road, but various shops that look old.

Steve walked slowly, observing those stores carefully.When he turned a corner and stood in front of a cafe, he suddenly saw the shop opposite.

——On the clean shop sign painted white, "Safe Store" is written in English and another language.Through the spacious large glass windows, you can see rows of shelves in the brightly lit store, which seem to sell various commodities.

It seems to be an everyday goods store!

Steve crosses the street and strides toward the store.He could even hear his own heartbeat beating as his hand gripped the armrest of the glass door.

The bell on the door rang.

A young voice sounded: "Welcome, what do you want to buy—what?"

Steve's heart beat faster, and a suffocation weighed in his throat.

Behind the counter, a black-haired Chinese youth raised his head and asked him politely.The young man's handsome appearance was strange but somehow familiar for no reason. When he asked, his eyes were soft and his voice was calm.

Steve's heart was shot for an instant.

it's him!

—Steve thinks this is what the donuts he knows should look like.This kind of thought made his mood settle down immediately.

"Sir, what do you need?"

An Chunzhi asked again.

The moment he raised his head just now, his voice was a little dry, and he almost didn't finish a sentence.He could only barely calmly look at Captain America, whom he had only met more than ten minutes ago, hiding his panic and pretending to be nonchalant.

Why is Captain America suddenly here? !Could it be that he discovered his identity?

"Oh, I—I'm a little hungry." Steve subconsciously pressed the brim of his hat and explained guiltily, "I'm here on a business trip, so I don't know much about it. Is there any special food here that is worth recommending?"

Could it be that the captain received some temporary mission and happened to be here?

Because if it was to test him, who would be better than Captain America?The captain is not suitable for such things as testing others.

Seeing Captain America's guilty look of not wanting to be discovered, An Chunzhi calmed down a little, and began to think about this request instead.

What are the special foods in Queens...

With a headache, An Chunzhi glanced at the sandwiches, hot dogs, instant bentos and hamburgers in his shop.

These foods are too popular, and there is no food that the captain wants.Features... Features...

"That's right!" An Chunzhi's eyes lit up, he turned around and took the small jar off the counter, and said with some embarrassment, "Sir... There is a food in our hometown that tastes very good."

"Huh?" Steve looked at his little netizen encouragingly, with gentle eyes, "What is it?"

"...The mustard ham sandwich, would you like to try it?"