Marvel Bounty Hunter

"It's been so long, but how do I explain it to myself?"

Tony walked towards Pepper and said, "God? An alien? And me? Just a man hiding in a tin."

Since the Battle of New York, Tony's life has undergone huge amounts of changes. The experience of facing unreasonable gods and alien invasions has subverted Tony's worldview, and he has suffered from anxiety disorders.

God?

Thor Thor? God of trickery Loki?

And aliens trying to invade Earth?

In the face of Thor and the aliens, Tony wears the Iron Armor and can fight for the benefit of the earth.

In fact, to put it bluntly.

Tony wasn't really Iron Man just yet.

Except for a high-tech armor and weapons that have been ahead of the world for an unknown number of years, he is just a rich ordinary person, perhaps very smart. (The poor author typed out one slowly:?)

But being smart doesn't mean that he will remove this psychological barrier without any shock.

The appearance of gods and aliens perfectly subverted his worldview.

It also made him truly realize that once the armor is taken off, he is just an ordinary mortal. In front of these sci-fi incomparable things, money is useless paper.

That's why he locked himself in the laboratory with great anxiety and kept making armor, because he only had, and could only rely on, the armor to gain a sense of security.

"I haven't collapsed until now, just because you moved here."

"It's good, I love you, and I'm so lucky to have you by my side at times like this.

Tony looked at Pepper in front of him, with no place to rest his hands: "But, honey, I can't sleep."

"You go to bed, I'll just do my own thing here, knocking and knocking."

My own business, which is to build Iron Man armor, to give him a little dispensable sense of security.

Tony is also very helpless about his current situation, and he said while sitting on the table next to him: "Dangers are everywhere, I want to protect them, and the only thing I can't lose is you, definitely, and these armors, which are...

"machine."

Pepper replied.

"That's part of who I am.

"You're running away."

"maybe."

Looking at Tony who was at a loss like a little boy in front of him.

Pepper walked up to him, hugged him gently, held his head gently, took off the VR device, and said softly, "I'm going to take a bath."

"OK."

"You come too.

"That's better."

night.

Tony and Pepper were fast asleep.

However, Tony didn't sleep so well.

In a cold sweat.

Dreamed about the scene of the Battle of New York.

Pepper was woken up because of this, and worriedly called softly: "Tony? Tony! Tony!"

Just at the moment.

The prodigal son of Mark 42 walked over to the bed without a sound, grabbed Pepper's hand that was supporting Tony, and pushed it aside.

"what!"

Pepper was taken aback by the sudden mechanical armor.

The exclamation finally woke Tony up.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tony quickly stretched out his hands: "Turn off the power!"

Mark 42 straightened up, and the lights in his eyes suddenly went out.

Tony clasped his hands together and slapped lightly. The link worked, and the Mark 42 in front of him disassembled into pieces and fell to the ground clangingly.

"...

Tony held on to the floor in fear, panting heavily.

Pepper next to him was so frightened that he turned on the light and gasped for breath.

"It must have been called it in a dream, it shouldn't have happened." Tony turned around and explained in embarrassment: "I have to recalibrate the sensor, can we, first let me...

Pepper didn't listen to Tony's explanation at all, stood up on his own, brushed his hair behind his back covered in cold sweat, and walked out of the room.

"Let me take a breath first, don't, don't go"

Tony tried to keep it.

"I'll go downstairs to sleep, you can sleep with it..."

Pepper is gone.

Tony slumped to the ground, looking utterly defeated.

 …

the next morning.

Su Zicheng stretched himself.

Today is a big day.

The first day after Christmas, the day of the official global conference.

Basically all the stations are talking about this now.

Su Zicheng is also paying attention.

Not that he cared much about global events.

Mainly because it's about your next money.

Definitely, pay attention to it.

Promise this, promise that, talk about this, talk about that...

In Su Zicheng's view, this global meeting is a lot of nonsense.

The earth in the Marvel world, if there are no accidents, there will be many crises of annihilation in the future, and the whole world will die every now and then, half of the people will die, and the words of these congressmen have not seen any effect.

""" to withdraw money. "

Su Zicheng put on his clothes, looked at the time, the bank at the moment should have opened.

The United States is not like the country.

There are payment packages everywhere and Weiwei can scan the code to pay at any time.

Most of the places here still use cash.

Very inconvenient.

At least Su Zicheng, who lived in China for so long in his previous life, feels this way.

He is running out of cash now, so he needs to mention it.

The bank is not too far from the street where Su Zicheng lives, and it takes about ten minutes to walk there.

Because it was Dabai, and he was not performing any task, but just getting some money, so Su Zicheng didn't run fast, but walked over slowly.

It took about 20 minutes to reach the Stars and Stripes Bank.

It's winter now, everyone is wearing padded jackets and down jackets, and he is the only one who is so thin, so Zhao is quite eye-catching.

"Get some cash out."

Originally, I just wanted to withdraw some money to buy breakfast, and then go home to play games for a while, Christmas, and rest for a few days.

However, things don't always go as planned.

As soon as Su Zicheng handed the bank card to the front desk of the bank, he saw three men, one woman, and four "human beings" wearing super scary and realistic masks rushed in with pistols and submachine guns, and there was a burst of rattling in the air.

"Squat down! Hold your head and squat down!!"

"what!!!"

Gunshots and exclamations sounded at the same time.

Su Zicheng didn't resist either. After all, he hadn't withdrawn his money, and these people couldn't grab anything from him. They just knelt down silently with their heads in their arms, and used telepathy to check the four people.

If you don't check this, you don't know, and when you check it, you are shocked.

Ouch, scared Deadman slightly changed.

(PS: Second update, please subscribe! Please subscribe automatically!).