Marvel's Speedster

Tony's annoyance didn't last long, he wasn't the type to wallow in disappointment by nature. However, at this sensitive time, seeing such sensitive photos, this playboy involuntarily became more sensitive. He didn't know how to face this woman he trusted the most. One moment before, he had just delivered his most important second heart to her personally, and the next minute, his partner for many years had put her and another man together. The ambiguous|ambiguous group photo was handed to himself. For Stark, who had a high self-esteem, it was like a slap in the face.

After hastily identifying the authenticity of the photos, Tony locked himself in the room and pondered for a long time, but he still couldn't make up his mind on how to deal with this matter.

If it was the old Stark, he could just call Pepper and ask her face to face how she got involved with a competitor who shorted his company, and then he has dozens of ways to solve it. But now Tony is no longer a healthy person, there are countless small deadly shrapnel buried in his chest, and the magnetic attraction of the micro-engine prevents them from piercing into the internal organs, and this only life-saving method still has great hidden dangers. The palladium metal that stores energy will release toxicity over time. If he can't find a substitute as soon as possible, it won't take long for the toxicity to enter the circulatory system, causing systemic failure and death.

So at this moment, he was really not in the mood to face the possibility that he tried to avoid. After much deliberation, Tony finally adopted an indifferent self-protection method, temporarily separating him and Pepper with an invisible line, intending to wait until his body recovers a bit before figuring out what's going on inside.

That's what Tony thinks, and that's what Tony does, just like in another timeline, when palladium metal toxicity spreads, he finds that his life is not long. It's a sign of weakness.

When he made up his mind, he looked down at the crumpled photo on the table. In the photo, Ross half-kneeled on the ground as if proposing marriage, and Pepper was sitting on the bench in front of him, with a shy and joyful expression on his face--- -God bears witness, she has never shown this expression to anyone else! Although Tony doesn't know what they said specifically, his brain automatically fills up countless possibilities. Every imaginary dialogue appears in his mind, and his inner depression Just add one point, until he tore up all the photos and threw them out of the window, he will feel better

Ross‧Byrne!

Pronouncing the name, Tony hated Ross far more than anyone else who had also shorted Stark Industries stock.

In this way, two people who were destined to collide in the future embarked on the road of competition in advance because of a photo stolen by a paparazzi reporter.

The innocent Pepper has no idea what happened to her employer. Stark is an extreme egotistical person, this is his consistent style, he only obeys his own will

Never caring about other people's feelings, that's why I made so many enemies outside. When he treated the people around him with this attitude, Pepper immediately felt the change in the atmosphere. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't improve it. From that day on, the two of them seemed to have only an employment relationship. This change made her feel deeply Getting hurt.

After several days of torment, Pepper repositioned herself as an ordinary secretary. She no longer had access to the research of her employer's private studio, and also actively avoided business secrets. Just like traveling on this day, she didn't even accompany her as she did in the past. Tony was in the same car, but fell behind in the car with two entourages.

The car drove through the city, through the transparent car window, Pepper quietly looked at the rapidly receding street scene outside, and accidentally saw a few familiar figures walking by the side of the road, looking at the carefree young people, looking at each other. In an instant, the tip of her nose suddenly felt sour.

His eyes flickered, and one of them keenly caught the sight in the car.

That person was Ross who appeared in the photo.

"Ross--", Gwen wrinkled her nose and shouted his name in dissatisfaction. They were whispering, but Ross suddenly turned his head and looked elsewhere, which was simply contempt for himself.

"It's nothing, I just went over to an acquaintance." Ross came back to his senses, handed momo Gwen's head, and tucked his long blond hair into a ball in her raised hands in protest.

"MJ, your boyfriend bullied me, come and avenge me." Gwen put on an innocent expression, and looked at Mary Jane who was walking on the other side with her big eyes flickering, as if asking her to avenge herself The look of justice.

"Ross, don't bully Gwen..." Mary Jane put on a fake honest face, bumped her boyfriend with her shoulder with a smile, and gave him an ambiguous look.

"We'll bully her together when we get home."

Gwen heard this, and was so angry that she almost threw the bag she was holding on to the couple.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and they were returning to their apartment on 57th Street after a busy day.

Recently, Gwen has moved in to live with the three of them. Anyway, the state university doesn’t care about the students’ private affairs. After all, they are adults and they are in a special situation, as long as they complete the school hours according to the regulations. At home, the director’s daughter claims that running around all day is too hard. So they had to live in the laboratory temporarily, so the Staceys, who loved their daughter, didn't think too much about it, and they were successfully concealed by her.

This situation must be difficult for outsiders to accept, but it seems to be a very common thing for the person concerned. Needless to say, Ross definitely has a radical and rebellious character in her bones, and Gwen can only do it in front of her parents. She is a good daughter, so the three of them naturally lived in the same house, as close as newlyweds.

Now they just came back from a big shopping in a nearby supermarket, with piles of food and drinks in their arms. The two girls had ordered clothes for Ross with their own money before, and this time they brought them back together by the way. Bought some CDs and comics and plan to go back and binge all night to kill time.

Ross is a boy with the strongest strength. He walks in the middle with the heaviest bag in his arms. The two girls each hold a small bag, laughing and running on both sides. Now that there is no adult restraint, they have returned to their youthful nature, chasing me from time to time. Chasing and playing, they look like a pair of beautiful sisters.

When passers-by passed by, they couldn't help but marvel at the youthful beauty of these two girls, so Ross inadvertently received the envious eyes of many young people, which made him feel even happier.

The weather was clear and the sun was warm that day, and soon Gwen and Mary Jane's foreheads were covered with a thin layer of sweat. When they passed the crowded Times Square, the three of them stopped to take a rest.

While taking out drinks to quench their thirst, they listened to the street performers playing the guitar next to them. There was a group of people gathered there, and as the singing attracted more and more tourists.

"You gave me roses

I didn't cherish them and let them disappear like this

i swallow my pride

standing in front of you and saying

'I'm really sorry for that night

i keep trying to go back to that december

I am free, but all I have left is to miss you..."

The female artist playing the guitar was sitting by the flower bed with her guitar in her arms. She was dressed casually and wore a tattered cowboy straw hat with the brim pressed down very low. Her long red hair fell down and covered most of her cheeks. It can be seen from her temperament and delicate and sharp chin that this is a very beautiful and attractive woman.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, his voice was slightly hoarse, and it sounded sexy|sensual and enchanting. Listening to her song, Gwen was unconsciously fascinated, and Mary Jane felt her skills very carefully. With the singing knowledge learned in the high level training class during this period, Ross's girlfriend could hear that this The street singer is a formally trained connoisseur, her pronunciation is clearer than her teacher's exhaled breath, her sense of rhythm is surprisingly good, her accent is slightly different from that of the locals, and she is full of imaginative exoticism.

Mary Jane listened carefully to the singing, and held Ross's arm with a little strength. When the song ended, Gwen applauded vigorously with the audience beside her, and she also bent down to put down a few banknotes.

"Sounds great!" Mary Jane applauded heartily.

"Do you want to try it?" the female artist asked casually while leaning slightly.

Regardless of Gwen's instigation, Mary Jane waved her hands again and again.

She listened too attentively just now, and now her mind is full of that melody, and she hasn't completely gotten rid of the rhythm of the other party.

But the guitar had already been handed over, and Mary Jane took it over with some embarrassment and sang a popular song, and the response was mediocre.

In terms of skills, she is actually not far away from the other party, but her natural voice is not loud enough. She was from a poor family and did not receive proper training. Therefore, some critics said that her voice is as small as a cat. It is not completely unreasonable. In closed music The singing in the hall is a bit weak, not to mention the chaotic and noisy Times Square, if you don't pay attention, you will be buried in the noise next to it, no matter how good your skills are, it is useless.

...asking for flowers.

"Oh, thanks."

Mary Jane blushed a little, but thanked each other politely.

Just as he was about to hand it back, Ross took the guitar over.

"Want to hear me sing a song?"

He looked at the two girlfriends with a smile, and naturally swayed a string of smooth notes with his fingers.

Mary Jane raised her eyebrows and looked at her boyfriend in surprise. She never knew that Ross didn't have such skills.

Gwen was already urging.

"This guy's fingering is awesome."

"Whose song is it, the beginning is very strange."

The nearby artists began to discuss in low voices, and some audience members also expressed their opinions one after another. The red-haired female artist raised her head slightly, as if a bit unexpected.

Among the whispers, Ross's singing sounded.

"I quietly expect

I wonder if Angel will take care of me

do they know

when we are gray

Where will the road of life go

because someone told me

Redemption spreads Angel's wings..."

As soon as Ross sang a few lines with his guitar in his hand, he attracted people's attention. He also received professional training. The quality of the song originally is quite good. The Superman singer from another world has won many awards and sold a lot. In addition to his interpretation, the climax part even faintly exceeds the level of the original singing, which is very shocking.

....0...

Looking at their boyfriend in the crowd, Mary Jane and Gwen had a different mood. The plural "Angel" seemed to imply something, which made them intoxicated. Ross's penetrating voice is full of strong magnetism, penetrating into the hearts of the two girls like a warm hot spring. Gradually, Mary Jane is no longer sad, and Gwen is completely relieved, "follow the people next to you Ross sang over and over again.

"Downstream

even adrift

It's hard for fate to knock me down

look up to the sky

I know Angel always protects me

when this feeling rises

Angel's breath brings me back to life

all the time

whether i'm right or wrong

they will protect me

Give me love and tenderness..."

Amidst the exciting singing, the setting sun slowly sank into the horizon, and the golden-red light cast a hazy halo on the huge bustling city, and the rose-colored

The sky, outlined in shiny gold on the skyscrapers, and a few pink and purple clouds in the sky, everything looks so beautiful and charming.

Standing side by side in the crowd, Mary Jane and Gwen raised their heads and sang, following the figure of Ross bathed in golden sunlight, they saw a few vigorous falcons rising into the sky against the strong wind in the distance

, flapping its wings and soaring freely between the sky and the earth......

After a long time, the crowd infected by the singing gradually dispersed. The three of At the moment Ross had already left, and the red-haired woman suddenly lost her interest. She stood up, packed her instruments and planned to leave.

"I've met No. 2 target, what's your first impression?"

A middle-aged man with a white-collar appearance pretended to approach her unintentionally, walked up to her and asked in a low voice.

"Fury decides my job?" the red-haired woman was noncommittal.

"Not yet, he plans to wait and see who is more worthy of our investment." The middle-aged white-collar worker smiled, and when he turned sideways, it was S.H.I.E.L.D agent Phil Coulson.

The red-haired woman didn't speak any more, she looked over the crowd and looked at the three people approaching the edge of the square, where Ross and two girlfriends were laughing and walking along the way.

"We can form an orchestra and come to the square to perform during vacations!" Gwen proposed with infinite vision.

"That's exactly what I mean, Mr. Ross, please teach me more in the future, and you must be strict with me." Mary Jane leaned close to her boyfriend's cheek, and lightly touched the tip of her nose.

"ok" Ross agreed with a smile.

"We can have a stage name... What's my name?" The director's daughter frowned, thinking like a big-eyed doll.

"How's Emma?" Ross looked down, rubbing his cheek against her hair with a smile.

"What about me, what about me?" Mary Jane kept asking beside her, not to be outdone.

"How is Kirsten?"

Ross uttered another name.

"And you, Ross?" the two girls said in unison.

"Well, my name is Eric", Ross said, and the two Angels who accompanied him disappeared into the street at dusk. .