Hela doesn't want to make trouble

It is obviously not an ordinary situation that can make Tony scream like this.

Hela poked her head out from behind him, and she saw the mouse on the sofa.So her and Tony's expressions reached a strange synchronization.

As for why...

They saw a fat rat.

How fat is it exactly... It's probably like being nestled in the quilt in winter and being fed by mother's chicken soup ribs soup and then not moving, just like a Spring Festival.

"Actually... it doesn't matter if the mouse is fat, right?" Tony said dryly.

I don't know if these words are comforting Hela or comforting himself.

After all, Hella looked even more broken than him.

"Muscle Tom last time, this time it's a fat mouse!" She slid her hand and plucked out several strands of her hair, and began to speak incoherently, "Am I ignoring you? It must be because I've been working as a shopkeeper recently... No, I can't do this anymore!"

She stood up abruptly from the sofa, and pointed to Jerry, who had a cute face on the coffee table.

"From tomorrow—no, from now on, you go to exercise with Tom, the base of the Avengers has a lot of space, you can play whatever you want!"

When he heard that he was going to "duel practice" with Tom, Jerry suddenly became unhappy.

"No, you have to go! Look at you, you can't wear the armor Tony made for you, can you?"

The unconvinced mouse turned on the switch of the armor, but as Hela said, it really couldn't fit.

"It's really time to exercise..." Tony also rubbed his chin and agreed with Hella's approach.

Jerry felt like the sky was falling.

It stood up angrily and copied a piece of paper, then wrote on it with a pen for a long time and handed it to Hela.

"Still writing? I tell you that resistance is useless—"

Hela saw the words on it clearly, the dissatisfaction on her face froze for two seconds, and then gradually became serious.

"what happened?"

Tony leaned over and found that it was written in beautiful cursive letters:

Dear Ms. Hella, Yours sincerely:

Since you've been with Mr. Tony Stark, you've seldom meddled in my business. I have no playmates or relatives in New York, and I don't want to play with that silly cat whose only mind is saving the world. It's different, I'm not the same as before, and neither are you.

I see the change in you, and I'm sure you don't need me now.So please leave me alone, I'm going back to the country.

Goodbye!

……

Looking at Jerry, who was already planning to pack his small baggage, Tony twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Have you really thought about it? Magic Mouse, there are stray cats all over the country. They're not like Tom."

Tony's words made Jerry pause.

"Let it go, don't keep it." Hela raised her chin and looked at Jerry, "Indeed, I shouldn't care about you, just get fat if you are fat, I hope the wild cats on the side of the road won't eat you. "

Tony: "I kind of like it."

Jerry held his breath and didn't stay. He packed the small package in front of Hella, and then walked into the elevator, ignoring Tony's farewell.

The elevator went down layer by layer and reached the bottom floor.

"Well, it's really determined this time." Tony smacked his lips with regret, "I'm going to give it some props to make up for it."

"Tony, do you think I should really reflect on it?"

"Ok?"

Hela pinched the center of her brows, feeling quite a headache.

"I mean, look, I've been letting Tom work for S.H.I.E.L.D. before, throwing it to Steve to raise, and throwing Jerry to you to raise—although I'm afraid that these two will tear down the house, but they also I have been with me for many years, but I didn't pay attention to what they think of my way of throwing away the shopkeeper... Jerry should be angry."

She didn't even realize that she, who has always been self-centered, had begun to consider thinking from the perspective of others.

Tony patted her and comforted her: "Well, at least you are still very..."responsible" to me. "

When he said "responsible", he paused deliberately, which reminded Hela of her irresponsible behaviors that disappeared after falling asleep a few times.

She looked at the sky with a guilty conscience, and after a moment of silence, she said, "It's almost there, let's see where it is, and I'll call Steve."

"Jarvis, call out the monitor."

[Received, Sir...]

Of course they wouldn't let Jerry run into the street so casually. Tony used the nanorobot the moment Jerry entered the elevator, activated the tracking system on Jerry's armor, and the monitoring of the nanorobot would follow him all the time. It, make sure of its whereabouts.

The monitoring screen at this time shows the screen on the first floor of the Stark Building.Jerry is a mouse, and the perspective of the nanorobots following him is relatively low. The first floor is full of visitors and staff coming and going, as well as express deliverers in a hurry.

The only people working at Stark Tower who saw Tony Stark often knew he had a pet mouse.And there are very few such people, so most people don't know it.

Soon a lady found a scurrying mouse. She obviously didn't have such a strong heart, and suddenly burst into a scream——

[Sir, I think tomorrow's news will have reports about the discovery of rats in Stark Tower, and the media will criticize our sanitation problems...]

"It's okay..." Tony waved his hand, "I'll just post a few photos of Jerry on INS."

Hella hung up the phone and sat back on the sofa. At this time, Jerry had escaped from Stark Tower under the beating of women's high heels and men's leather shoes, and was hiding in the streets of New York with a small backpack on his back.

"Not too stupid." She commented very pertinently.

"You let the cat go?" Tony took her in his arms. "Would you like some potato chips?"

"Hmm, it just so happens that it has nothing to do."

So the two unscrupulous hosts ate potato chips while blowing the air conditioner in the building, watching the No. 1 live broadcast of "Jerry's Bizarre Adventure (New York Chapter)".

……

Jerry, who "run away from home", didn't know that every step he took was under the surveillance of Hella and Tony.

Leaving that irresponsible owner, Jerry felt that the air in New York was not as good as the air on the top floor of the building as soon as he left the building, but——

After doing everything, it would be too spineless to go back like this, so it had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk on the road.

The out-of-shape rat walked through the busy streets of New York on weekdays. It finally realized that being fat did more harm than good when it was screamed several times to avoid or step on it.

Jerry, who was hiding in the sewer, waited for the traffic light to turn on, and crossed the road with the crowd. He had a goal in mind——

It is going to find Peter Parker, the generous Spider-Man will definitely take it in, even if not, there is still Chinatown to go, there is the most delicious food there, it is very greedy when it is seen on TV, before Jarvis I even ordered takeaway over there——

Jarvis...

Thinking of that convenient and considerate smart butler, Jerry regretted leaving Stark Tower for another second.

No, no, no, I can't think about it!

The mouse shook his head, throwing the comfortable surroundings out of his mind.

Anyway, life in the city is much more interesting than in the country.

It followed people across the road, along the corner along the way, it passed by a few banks and was almost stepped on, then looked up at the beautiful clothes in the window of the sector, and looked at all kinds of captive animals in the window of the pet shop With a sad and regretful expression, he felt more and more that it was right for him to choose to leave.

In the end it made it to Chinatown without a hitch.

Once here it smells the aroma.

Its stomach rumbled suddenly, and it realized that it had been a long time since it went out.

Then go find something to eat.

The most indispensable thing here is food, and the mice can always find food.It took a while to find an alley, and looked up along the base of the wall, it was probably a kitchen window, and there was a scent wafting from it.

The mouse rubbed its hands with drool, and began to climb up the wall.

Three seconds later, it slid down the wall.

"Uh……"

"Hahaha I just said it's fat and it's not happy, I'll see what it does hahaha cough cough——"

Hela, who was on the other side of the surveillance camera, slapped her thigh tremblingly with laughter, and even choked herself.

Tony patted her on the back to comfort her, and handed her another glass of water.

Although Tony sympathized with the mice, it was time for Jerry to lose weight.

"Haven't come across a stray cat yet, it's lucky."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, several stray cats appeared in the box.

The living environment in the city is even worse for stray animals.Therefore, it is also more ferocious. Most stray cats have their own territory. More importantly, the most ferocious Chinese pastoral cats appear here, and they are also white-gloved raccoon cats.

The cat meowed and called a few companions. They looked at the fat Jerry as if they were looking at a walking fat.

Jerry was fat, at least his brain wasn't stuffed with fat.But it ignores that these cats are stray cats, not Tom's pet cats. Tom keeps a hand every time he catches them.And these few obviously won't let it slip away alive.

The clever mouse chose to run away in a hurry. It still had a few steps to go. It stepped on the point just now. Walking out of this alley and going to the right for more than ten meters is a sewer. It can escape into the sewer.

But it obviously ignores its current body shape.So it hadn't run a few steps before it was surrounded by an orange cat.

Jerry braked quickly.

The cunning of Chinese garden cats is that they like to play with their prey between their palms. Their bodies are soft and flexible. Rui they don't mind playing with it more, tortured it to death, and then swallowed it in one bite.

This generation has a lot of food and a lot of rats, and the nearby restaurants don’t mind feeding these cats to clean up the environment for their shops.So these cats are more or less not so slender.

Orange cats are flexible and fat.

It licked its white gloves, but its golden vertical pupils stared at Jerry firmly, and it could be seen that it was the boss here.

Jerry swallowed heavily.

"What are you talking about about Magic Mouse! Get out your battle armor!"

Tony, who was watching, sweated.

"You forgot to adjust the size of the battle armor for it, didn't it just not fit in it?" Hela said coolly.

She's even dabbling in dark nail polish and gesticulating against the light for Tony to put sequins on her.

"Don't you even worry about it?" Tony stuck a rose on her thumb.

Hella put the other hand into the ultraviolet lamp: "Don't worry, it's very smart, otherwise it wouldn't be able to make Tom tear down the house in a fit of rage."

Tony shuddered thinking of those times when the two guys almost tore down the building by tearing down the piano.

Jerry in the surveillance screen nimbly rolled over when the orange cat was pounced, and then frantically fled the alley with hands and feet. Then a group of cats meowed and chased them out. Jerry didn't even have time to escape into the sewer.

It panicked, and the group of cats scared many passers-by. Jerry ran all the way to the park but couldn't get rid of them.

The park, this is the first place where it and Tom came to New York when Hela brought him to New York. At that time, Hela forced Tom to perform as a performer to make money, and they wandered here together with a cat and a mouse...

The meowing sound interrupted the memory of the mouse. It had not been exercising for too long and could no longer run. Queens was too far away. Its armor.

But the battle armor was caught by its fat when it was ejected halfway, making a clicking sound and sparks.

"Your quality is not good." Hela complained.

Tony twitched the corner of his mouth: "I was originally making toys."

The toy armor had only ten shells, and Jerry only wore gloves. The first energy bomb fired from his palm burned off a bunch of fur on the top of the cat's head.But this not only didn't scare the cat away, it even irritated it.

The orange cat made a threatening sound in its throat, and it was about to pounce on it——

At the critical moment, Jerry raised his arms and closed his eyes. The last thing he saw was a round object flying over the top of his head, and then there was a "bang" sound——

"The time is just right."

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This chapter is a small transition——

In the ending chapter, the cat and the mouse still have unexpected tricks...