Marvel’s Superman

Half an hour later, the drunken soldier gradually left the field.

Everyone who heard the news of the dance ran to the second floor early.

The tables and chairs here have been emptied to create a wide space.

An old-fashioned gramophone is placed by the window, and the soothing and peaceful music melody flows from it and reverberates on the second floor.

Those soldiers with impure purposes looked at the ladies present with obscure and reserved eyes.

Some of them were unmarried field nurses, some were young girls handpicked by the local mayor, and some were civilian staff of the Strategic Science Corps.

They are like delicate flowers, in the beautiful stage of budding, waiting for someone to pick them.

"Commander, I've always been suspicious."

Dugan, nicknamed "Dumdan", stroked his beard and asked, "The ultimate purpose of these guys is to trick women into bed, and they have no interest in dancing at all."

"Then why don't they just clarify their intentions, so that they can save time, jump directly to the critical step, and spend more time where they should be used."

"Duggan, tell me, when you proposed to your current wife, did you put a gun to her head? Otherwise, how could she have agreed to marry you?"

Luke handed the glass to the other while joking.

"You walk up to any woman and say, 'Let's skip all the previous steps, let's get straight to the point, finish the fluid exchange, what do you think', and she'll give you a clean slap in the face , and treats you as a dirty pornographer."

"But another way, you go up and invite the other person for a drink, tell a few funny jokes, talk about your own experience - don't care if it's true or not, it's cool and attractive enough. When the atmosphere is similar, you Then ask her to go to her room, or let her visit your room! If you are strong enough, she will just snuggle in your arms and say to you emotionally, 'You are the best man I have ever met. '!"

"Do you understand now, Dugan? You'll be treated as a hooligan if you go straight to the point, and you can harvest your prey with your words."

Damdan looked confused. It was pure luck that he was able to marry a wife back then.

"Luke, I really want to impress you. I didn't expect you to have such a high opinion. When you have time in the future, we can communicate and discuss more."

Luke, who was leaning against the bar, saw Howard approaching.

This arms tycoon was dressed quite aggressively, with a suit, vest, trousers, leather shoes, hair combed and shiny, and a mustache that was carefully groomed.

"You are still more powerful in this regard. I'm just talking on paper and have rich theoretical knowledge."

Luke conceded defeat with a smile, and his loveliness is Stark's family heritage, and he can't compare.

Howard nodded humbly and generously accepted the compliment from the young brigadier general.

It turns out that one of the best ways for men to get closer is to talk about women.

Damdan, who has always been prejudiced against rich people, had already made friends with Howard after only twenty minutes.

The former is very interested in the anecdote of this playboy hooking up with Hollywood female stars, while the latter is a passer-by who lacks a lot of fun.

The two hit it off and chatted hotly.

"Steve, come and listen to Howard's live teaching."

Luke quickly waved when he saw Captain America walking up the stairs.

Rogers has always had a good personality. After taking a glass of whisky, he put Luke's previous tricks behind him.

The four of them were leaning against the bar, enjoying the young men and women singing and dancing while drinking.

"Howard, why don't you go dancing?"

Luke is a little puzzled that the romantic Howard is willing to be a bachelor instead of looking for fun.

This is quite rare!

"The real master is always the last to appear."

Howard stroked the moustache and smiled lightly.

A few minutes later, he saw Carter, dressed in a red dress, with a beautiful curve, ascend to the second floor.

He raised his hand to straighten the bow tie of his clothes, picked up a glass of gin, smiled and walked over with his head held high.

"I bet he can only last two minutes at most!"

Luke opened first.

"five minutes!"

"Eight minutes!"

Durham and Rogers said separately.

After Howard passed on the experience, they both agreed that the other was a veteran of flowers.

"Three gins!"

Less than a minute after Luke said his bet, Howard returned to the bar in dejection.

"drink wine!"

Six glasses of gin lined up, and Dumbo and Rogers poured in a frenzy.

"I also... thought you were really a master."

With his tongue knotted, Damm, who couldn't speak, looked at Howard, who had failed the invitation, with a look of contempt.

The latter hummed twice, but was speechless.

"At least I still have the courage to charge towards that iceberg, and you only dare to hide by the side."

Howard, who really can't find a reason, can only save face in this way.

"Steve, try it!"

Luke encouraged Captain America, but fortunately the other party would not be drunk at all, he stayed sober, shook his head and refused.

Even the self-proclaimed lover Howard, who has been in the wild for many years and has never been defeated, has encountered Waterloo.

He was such a rookie in the past, and his fate can be imagined.

"Then Dugan? Eh, this guy just fell down."

By the time Luke turned his head, Damdan had already fallen asleep on the bar table.

"Goodbye everyone, I'm going to find a young girl with a broad mind to soothe my fragile and young heart."

Howard is worthy of being a veteran of the flower bushes, and soon came out of the shadow of failure and looked at the plump girl sitting opposite, waiting for an invitation.

With long brown hair, a good-looking face, and a pleasant delicacy, especially with a broad mind, people can't look away.

"Then Rogers..."

Watching Howard go away, Luke turned his head to look at Captain America.

As a result, the blond girl who stole Rogers' first kiss came towards him enthusiastically.

"So, I'm the only one left?"

Rogers left an apologetic look, and was dragged into the dance floor by the blonde girl, leaving Luke leaning against the bar alone, drinking alone and not getting drunk.

The night outside was getting darker, but the second floor of the tavern became more and more lively.

"Don't you like dancing, Commodore Cavill?"

A cold voice sounded in Luke's ear. He put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile, "That's not true. I didn't find a suitable dance partner, so I can only stay here alone."

"Brigadier General Cavill, it seems that you don't understand. Those women who are always so enthusiastic about you and want to rush to devote themselves to you, why haven't any of them come to invite you to dance?"

In a red dress, the radiant Carter picked up Luke's unfinished spirits on the bar and drank it in one gulp.

"Do you know why, Miss Carter?"

Luke asked in a relaxed tone.

"I said you already have a scheduled dance partner."

Carter spoke eloquently, but the fine beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his nose, the beating heartbeat, and the strong pheromone aura all betrayed her.

"I thought Miss Carter would hate people like me, just like you rejected Howard. A frivolous and indulgent libertine, probably not the type you admire."

Luke took a step forward, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Or, did you see through my exaggerated surface and understand that I actually have a stable and profound connotation?"

"I just... love challenging tasks and love adventure."

Carter didn't answer the question.

"And, I want to know, are you going to treat me with a straightforward attitude, or to confuse me with rhetoric!"

Luke shrugged helplessly, scolding Howard, the bastard, for betraying himself.

The pair of men and women looked at each other, without any ambiguous atmosphere, it was more like a game.

The two sides were tit for tat, and neither of them wanted to bow their heads.

"Can I ask you to do a dance, Miss Carter?"

The young brigadier general let out a faint sigh, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand.

The dance was about to end, and he sent out an invitation for the first dance.

The girl in the red dress bit her lip and put her hand in Luke's palm.

A soft melody flowed like water, surrounding the dancing two people.

This night is still very long.

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