American Comics: Jar Merchant, Gwen The Bearded Spider

For this Captain America who walked out of history.

Stephen remained somewhat curious.

But not too surprised.

After all, who is not a legend now.

Captain America:? ? ? ?

Captain America touched the shield.

He replied awkwardly.

"I really don't know that."

"I just woke up not long ago."

Maybe someone later wrote a song specifically for him?

Next to him, Phil Coulson hesitated to speak.

He wanted to remind Captain America and Stephen.

This song...

It has nothing to do with whether Captain America is patriotic or not.

As a field worker.

And they are field staff responsible for communicating with people.

He somewhat understands the language of this large Eastern country.

As for the content...he couldn't say that.

It can only be said that the composition of the song is very complex.

The three people walked into the store with different expressions.

"Hey, Ye Cang isn't here?"

Stephen looked at Ron alone in the store.

He asked in surprise.

"I went to make money to buy jars."

Ron looked at his hands and replied without raising his head.

Stephen walked up to the counter.

Ron kept his head lowered.

Look at his right hand.

He also took a look twice.

Nothing unusual came out.

"What's wrong with the hand? Has it mutated?"

Ron then raised his head.

"You don't understand...Forget it, you don't understand either."

The thought of Stephen changing female companions every day.

Ron felt that as a simple person like him, he had nothing to say to him.

Stephen looked puzzled.

Are you pretending to be serious with me?

The relationship between the two of them means that no matter how big or small his underwear is...

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!

Don't say this nonsense, Dr. Strange is a serious man.

I like women!

He looked around and said, "Huh?"

"Luo, is this steel armor? Where are you from..."

Look at his brain, it must have come out of a can!

Pepper can drive it, how could Ron not get it!

Follow Stephen's gaze.

Phil Coulson also looked over and saw the three steel armors.

This... Tony Stark gave it to him?

wrong!

These are all models that Tony did not display!

Could it be said that the inspiration for Tony's armor came from here?

Ron looked at Stephen: "What, interested?"

"How about I lend you one? Choose whichever one you like."

"real?"

Stephen rubbed his hands, looking excited.

As a man, how can I not have a dream of armor?

What is true or false!

Ron didn't bother talking nonsense to him.

With a thought, Mark 50 floated towards Stephen.

"Are you going to wear it now or go back and wear it yourself?"

Stephen reached out and touched the armor excitedly.

This cold touch is so damn rare!

"Now... no, I'll go back and put it on myself. Is it troublesome to wear this thing?"

After hearing Stephen's words, Ron spoke.

"No trouble, forget it, I'd better dress you now."

"You stand behind the armor."

Stephen followed Ron's instructions and just stood up.

He saw the battle armor in front of him closing in quickly like running water.

Soon only the glowing source of energy remained.

Stephen's eyes lit up: "This...is also a nano-armor?!"

Ron nodded: "Same as Pepper Potts's."

"Put it against your chest, tap it twice, and it'll be fine."

Stephen, be gentle...

War Armor Possession...

Lift...

Possession...

Lift...

‘Uh-huh! ’

Stephen didn't know how to control it.

In the armor, countless weapons all transformed.

On the side, Phil Coulson's pupils were shaking.

Tony might actually get his inspiration from here!

This steel armor is countless times more advanced than Tony's!

Suddenly, something moved in his heart.

At Tony's place, it was impossible for them to get the armor, so here...

If S.H.I.E.L.D had steel armor...

Phil Coulson was thinking a lot inside, but he remained calm on the outside.

Looking at Stephen like a child.

Ron rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Put it away when you've had enough fun. You'll have plenty of time to play when you get back!"

Stephen chuckled.

"you're right!"

“I’m happy today, give me 5 jars to cheer me up!”

Ron raised his eyebrows.

"Yo? Did the boss get rich today?"

I usually buy two by three.

Today there are 5 in one mouth.

This is half a million dollars.

Doubled.

Phil Coulson next to him can barely earn 500,000 in two years.

I can't open 5 jars in two years.

Phil Coulson: Haha~~

Proficient in swiping cards.

Ron had an idea.

5 jars, lined up and dropped on the counter.

"Smash it yourself. If you don't know anything, ask me again."

"okay."

Stephen rubbed his hands, and today he specifically asked Christine to blow him.

With Christine's luck, he will definitely be able to come up with something good!

‘Crack! ’

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