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

After a night of innocence—oh no, no, nothing—Steve finally got a good night's sleep.

At five o'clock in the morning, he also resumed his normal routine and got up on time to exercise.

Generally speaking, Steve's morning exercises are called Shangan, no matter the two people are separated or get together.But today—

Steve stood by the bed and looked down, his eyes soft and helpless.

But curled up under the quilt today is a three or four-year-old black-haired child.

An half-asleep and half-awake buried her face in the pillow, her small white and tender hand was groping in vain on the bed, she didn't know if she wanted to find her phone to check the time, or felt that it was cold around her and wanted to find Steve. .

"Ann, I'm going to go for a run in the park you mentioned last time. If you want to sleep, go on sleeping." Steve pressed Xiao An's fidgeting hand and said with relief.

"Sleep? I want to run with you. We haven't run together yet." An Chunzhi tried to open his eyes, and said with some slurred words.

Before that, the two had always made appointments on their mobile phones, and then they ran, watched movies, and had dinner in Queens and Manhattan.Now that Steve has finally moved here, and all the busy things during this period are over, he can't let this opportunity pass by.

Steve saw the little boy raised his face, drowsily asleep and trying to sit up shaking, couldn't help laughing, and stopped insisting: "Okay, then I'll wait for you downstairs."

At five o'clock in the Ping'an store, it was still dark and quiet everywhere. Neither of the two shop assistants got up. Only the red cloak heard a slight noise, and looked out from the door of Strange's bedroom.

After An Chunzhi washed up on the second floor, he finally woke up.He jumped off the temporary stool, gestured to the red cloak, and said in a low voice: "Go back quickly, Stephen sleeps without clothes, and Sherlock likes to swim at night, you need to take care of him."

"——You let the cloak take care of Doctor Strange, that's like letting wolves into the house." The system said coolly.

"What are you talking about, it can at most take advantage of it." An Chunzhi muttered to let the system stop thinking about it.

The corner of the red cloak straightened in an instant, and he shook An Chunzhi very strongly and gratefully, and immediately floated in and closed the door.

An Chunzhi went down the stairs carefully step by step, which was very difficult.When he came to the brightly lit first floor, he smelled a tempting aroma of food in his nose.

"Steve, did you make breakfast?" An Chunzhi asked happily.

Steve put down the tongs, put two large plates on the counter, and admitted: "Yeah, cooking is a bit difficult the way you are, so I made some simple things."

Cooking is difficult to control, but it is still easy for Steve to use this untechnical iron table to heat some ingredients in the store.

"What is it, Steve?" asked the childish voice with curiosity.

Steve didn't answer, but directly picked up Xiao An, who stood on tiptoes and raised his head, but couldn't see what food was on the plate. He put the little boy on the recliner at the counter, and then raised the height of the chair under the recliner. hub.

Xiao An immediately straightened his back, standing at a height that allowed him to reach the plates and forks on the counter.

Both plates contained shrimp and bacon sandwiches, hot dogs and scrambled eggs.Next to it was a bowl of steaming milk with corn flakes.

"Uh." The smell in An Chunzhi's nose suddenly increased, which made him hungry, but now he also had self-knowledge, and said hesitantly, "Steve, I don't think I can finish eating so much."

The appetite of a three-year-old child, um... it's hard to describe.

He made a gesture: "I don't think I can finish half of it."

Steve seemed to have just realized this problem, his expression was taken aback, and he asked kindly: "Then how much can you eat?"

An Chunzhi frowned and calculated, split the sandwich in half and picked up one of them, and pointed at the scrambled eggs with a fork: "These are enough."

Steve nodded and put the remaining half of the sandwich and hot dog on his plate.

"I don't think you can drink much milk." An Chunzhi didn't know how to estimate this bowl of milk, especially since there were a lot of corn flakes in the milk, which made him even more uncertain.

"You drink first, the rest is mine." Steve smiled without any pressure, and stared at him sincerely with blue eyes.

"..."

An Chunzhi thought of a question, and fell silent strangely.

Do super soldiers have four times the physical functions and eat four times as much as ordinary people?So is the food he usually cooks for Steve really enough?

He didn't dare to ask this question, so there was no answer after all.

After both of them finished eating, Steve took Ann to Flushing Meadows-Corona Park.

"Ann...do you want to run with me?" Steve asked hesitantly after arriving at the place.

As we all know, the running speed of ordinary people is like jogging to Steve, and it has no exercise effect at all.His morning running speed almost reached forty kilometers per hour.

And now let alone whether An can keep up with him, the little boy with weak hands and legs may not even be able to run at a normal running speed.

"Or if I go for a run, you do your Tai Chi first?" Steve suggested again.

What's that like exercising together?

...and it's strange enough that a young boy is doing tai chi in a serious manner by himself here.

An Chunzhi pondered for a moment, then raised her head and made a decision: "Steve, I'll run with you. Don't worry, I can keep up."

He smiled confidently: "Even if I'm smaller now, I'm still a child's version of Ultraman."

...So the people who were exercising in the park early this morning saw a strange sight.

Standing beside the gentle blond man was a little black-haired boy who was not as tall as his legs. One big and one small walked slowly along the road, looking very warm and intimate while talking and laughing.

"Is it father and son? They don't look the same, or are they relatives' children?" The old man on the side of the road guessed secretly.When the two slowly approached, he opened his eyes wide and recognized them immediately.

——The familiar face of the blond man!It is this kind of upright and firm expression that has always led everyone and become the spiritual pillar of their two generations.

He is Captain America!

The old man immediately dispelled the previous opinion, and looked at the two people who were talking in silence with some excitement.

Seeing that Captain America suddenly ran along the lake, while maintaining a standard running posture, he ran as fast as a gust of wind.

There were still many people running around the lake, but even though they sprinted at the fastest speed, they were left far behind by Captain America.

The old man's smile faltered slightly, he frowned and turned to look for the little boy just now.

How could Captain America leave a small child here alone?

The next moment, the small figure that flashed past almost dazzled his eyes.

"...!" The old man opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and turned to look in the direction of Captain America.

The group of young people who were sprinting were still running by the lake, but the little boy who stumbled and seemed to be walking all the way before had two short legs, and ran in large strides alternately at high speed, surpassing him in a few seconds After leaving that group of people, they ran out of afterimages almost like the Captain America in front.

"——Fuck?!" The young people gasped for breath and stopped, with their hips on their hips, swearing in disbelief.

The young people who were surpassed by Captain America had nothing to say, and they were convinced that they were their idols and role models in the United States.

But what the hell is this kid? !

Can a child of just a few years old run at such an inhuman speed? !Shouldn't he be unsteady at his age!

A group of young people whose three views have been ruined can only stare, watching the fast running children rush to catch up with Captain America, and then two people, one big and one small, continue to maintain this brutal speed. Around and around.

Young people: "..."

grandfather:"……"

"Hahaha, their expressions just now, it feels like they have bumped into a ghost!" An Chunzhi couldn't help laughing, and forced the corners of his lips together, his face tightened apologetically, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't be suppressed upward.

"Not everyone can adapt to such an abnormal situation." Steve looked at him helplessly and smiled.

They have now returned to the Pingan store, poured two large glasses of water and sat on chairs to drink slowly.

It was past eight o'clock in the morning, Strange got up and opened the store door, and was sitting at the counter slowly studying the opened Eye of Agamotto.

Now that he has the promise of Master Gu Yi, he no longer needs to study secretly every day.

"Steve, I'm going to talk to Tony about the power bank. Do you want to go with me?" An Chunzhi was tired of holding the glass, so he handed the glass to Steve and asked.

"I won't go." When Steve thought of Tony, his expression froze again, and he directly refused with lingering fear, "During this time, I only need to go to the boxing club in Manhattan once a week as a coach."

"Okay." An Chunzhi jumped off the chair and staggered a few more steps before standing still. He nodded and signaled Strange to transform him back first.

He guessed that Steve didn't plan to return to the Avengers Tower for the time being, so that he could go to Jarvis alone.

He hasn't asked Jarvis about those strange reactions before.

Five minutes later, An Chunzhi, who had already transformed back, turned into Tiga's appearance and teleported to the Avengers Building.

He waited obediently for a while for the elevator, and pressed the button on the 30th floor where Tony's laboratory was located.

But after the elevator door opened, there was a burst of fierce quarrels first.

"Jarvis! That's enough! I don't want to hear you talking now." Tony's unbearable angry voice sounded.

"Sir, but if you don't tell me, my self-inspection system can't detect what's wrong." Jarvis was silent for a few seconds before saying.

His voice was as gentle and polite as ever, but An Chunzhi could hear some dryness in his voice.

——Can this change also happen to the set voice?

An Chunzhi was stunned suspiciously.

"...Sir, Mr. Tiga is here."

During a period of silence, Jarvis reminded him as if nothing had happened, breaking the strange atmosphere.

"Ok."

Tony also turned his head and found An Chunzhi, he gestured distractedly, "We... we'll talk later."

An Chunzhi walked in a little awkwardly, and glanced at Tony uneasily.

Tony and Jarvis...what the hell happened?