Clow Card Magician in Marvel.

Chapter 43 Color is sometimes important
  Since Tony held a press conference in the dessert shop that day that most people thought was ridiculous, he has never been to the dessert shop again. The days have become the same as before Tony disappeared. Every two or three days, Happy will come to the store and take away several desserts.

But what was slightly different from before was that in addition to desserts, what was taken away was a cup of hot milk that was almost too sweet to kill.

Life has returned to a rare calm.

Of course, this calm does not include the streets of New York.

Although there are two Spider-Men who help punish evil in the streets and alleys of New York from time to time, the crimes that occur every day are always endless.

The arrival of the weekend indicates that the dessert shop's business has never been very good. Su Heng yawned and slowly opened the door of the shop, planning to take a good rest.

"Store manager."

But Gwen's roaring voice clearly indicated that Su Heng's dream was about to be shattered.

"What's wrong?" Su Heng took off the carefully prepared blindfold and looked at Gwen who rushed in front of him carelessly.

"Isn't today the weekend? You can actually get up so early?"

"That's because I found something strange last night." Gwen took out her phone, clicked on the video recorded in it, and turned the phone in front of Su Heng.

In the video, a silver humanoid armor fell from the sky with white smoke. When it was about to fall to the ground, the silver humanoid armor sprayed fierce flames from its hands and feet, supporting it again. Flying high into the sky.

"Hey." Su Heng looked at the Iron Man on the video and already knew whose masterpiece this was.

"This is the picture I took yesterday when I was helping an old man recover his car that was stolen by a thief." Gwen asked Su Heng with a serious look: "You see this thing is so dangerous, is it possible that it is What kind of weapons were created by evil scientists with the intention of destroying the world?"

"That's not true." Su Heng stretched out his finger and flicked Gwen's forehead: "Isn't this just a flying iron man? How could you say something so outrageous?"

"That's because you weren't there!" Gwen covered her forehead and angrily retorted to Su Heng: "Just the propellers on the hands and feet of the Silver Iron Man, it's obvious that with a little modification, they can be made deadly. weapons!"

"What deadly weapon?"

The bell on the door used to greet guests rang, and Tony appeared in front of Su Heng and Gwen wearing sunglasses.

"Ah, it's nothing." Although Gwen and Tony had met once, they were not familiar with each other. She hid behind the counter with some restraint and carefully watched the exchange between him and Su Heng.

"Boss, the old rule is, two desserts." Tony gently pressed the tabletop on the counter. At the same time, his eyes also noticed the mobile phone placed by Gwen on the counter. On the mobile phone, he was pausing the silver Video of Iron Man soaring into the sky.

"This is a video she took last night while watching the stars on the balcony." Su Heng clicked on the video and pointed to Tony the content: "This guy probably watched too many science fiction movies recently and always likes it. Take these seemingly bizarre things and put them into a technological conspiracy theory.”

"But this thing clearly looks dangerous." Gwen stretched out a stubborn head from behind Su Heng unconvinced: "Look at the speed at which this iron man falls, and the kinetic energy generated when the propeller sprays flames. , and with this silver-gray color scheme, this is definitely the kind of secret weapon made by evil scientists to destroy the world." "You don't listen to me telling you to watch less science fiction movies, so stop being alarmist here." Su Heng looked at Under Gwen's words, Tony, whose expression became even weirder, stretched out his finger angrily and tried to flick it towards Gwen's forehead: "Since you are here, let's help Mr. Stark get the dessert."

"I know, I know." Gwen tilted her head to avoid Su Heng's brain collapse, and walked towards the cabinet with the tray and clips.

"Speaking of which, you are really a rare visitor." Su Heng looked at Tony, who was thinking about something, and quickly changed the subject: "I heard from Happy that you seemed very busy."

"Absolutely." Tony nodded casually: "I just finished a small stage last night, so I just came out to relax today."

"Mr. Stark, your dessert is ready. Should you package it or put it in the guest area?" Gwen asked Tony while holding the tray.

"Just put it here, just enough to chat with you young guys." Tony pointed to the counter, suddenly remembered something, and said to Su Heng: "By the way, let's get another cup of hot milk. "

"Young guy is not bad." Su Heng took out the cup placed on the counter and placed it under the automatic drinking machine: "If it weren't for the fact that you were a playboy in those gossipy news reports, I would be so scared I forgot that you seem to be in your thirties."

"Thirty-eight years old, thank you." Tony said nonchalantly: "As long as I don't get married, it means that I will always be young. Is that okay?"

"Well, you are the customer and you have the final say." Su Heng placed the cup filled with milk in front of Tony: "Then please use it, Mr. Stark, who is thirty-eight years old."

"Tsk, why do you think your words sound so harsh?" Tony picked up the milk and took a sip.

"This smell?" Tony smacked his lips: "It seems different from before?"

"Drinking too sweet is not good for your health." Su Heng spread his hands: "Although I can guarantee that the drinks and desserts produced in my store will not cause you diabetes, the items in other stores are not mine. It’s within the guarantee range.”

"Okay." Tony tasted the taste of the cup of hot milk and found that it was within his acceptable range. He drank the milk and ate the cake while chatting with Su Heng and Gwen.

"So you are a student at Midtown Middle School?" Tony poked at the cake and asked Gwen curiously, "Does your working here count as a work-study study?"

"You can put it this way reluctantly." Gwen scratched her face and said, "My father is familiar with the store manager, so when the store is busy, I stop by to help."

"Oh~" Tony nodded and returned the conversation to the video just now: "So why do you think the Iron Man in the video was the product of evil scientists? Just because of the color scheme?"

"This can account for at least one-third of the reason!" Gwen nodded heavily, holding up the video in her hand and asked Tony: "Don't you think the silver-gray color scheme looks so eye-catching at night? What?"

"It's quite a bit." Tony looked at the cold aura of his silver-gray body in the night in the video, and muttered in a low voice: "Looks like I'd better find time to paint it with a different color."

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