I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

The protagonist's halo is a mysterious and mysterious thing.

It can be said to be a kind of innate luck, or it can be said to be a kind of destiny.

Under normal circumstances, it will have an effect when the protagonist encounters an extreme life-threatening situation.

He was seriously injured, but suddenly transformed into Xiaoqiang, full of blood and resurrected; when he was about to die, someone came to help in time...

Under the effect of the protagonist's halo, any problem will be solved!

And the reason why Stark will appear in Tennessee, more or less, is because of the favor of the protagonist's halo...

Seven or eight hours ago, at his villa in Malibu, Los Angeles, he was planning a flight to Stark in Oslo, Norway, when he was attacked by three Apache helicopter gunships.

Stark, whose flight system was damaged and could not escape, fell into the sea together with the ruins of the villa amid the almost frenzied bombardment of the enemy.

Stark, who thought he was dead, was favored by the protagonist's halo or fate at a critical moment.

The backup artificial intelligence "Friday" that replaces "Jarvis" has played a powerful role in its own top technology, temporarily repairing the damaged flight system!

Just before the oxygen in the armor was about to run out and Stark was about to suffocate, the steel armor that regained flight power once again took him out of life.

Interestingly, when Stark fainted, the artificial intelligence "Friday", who did not receive the next instructions, could only fly eastward according to the original flight plan.

However, from Los Angeles to Oslo, but across most of the United States, and the entire Atlantic!

The flight system of the battle armor is not powerful enough to support the armor to fly for too long.

In the end, I don't know if it was a deliberate arrangement of fate or a forced correction. Stark, who escaped from birth, or even a man and a battle armor, fell near Rose Mountain, Tennessee...

However, this is not the full effect of the protagonist's aura.

In this rural town, he still met a chatterbox named "Harry".

Although the other party helped him, Stark was somewhat sympathetic to this articulate little guy.

Perhaps it was because he saw his own shadow on that small body...

In order to prevent the other party from continuing to think about it, Stark thought about it and immediately came up with an idea.

Facing the boy, he raised three fingers and said:

"Well, for the sake of the sandwiches, I can answer you three questions."

"Only three. And, after answering, you're going to shut up and let me do my job and make a deal?"

Facing Stark's outstretched fist, Harry hesitated for a moment before reaching out and clenching his fist to touch it.

"make a deal!"

"Okay, if you have any questions, just ask!"

After holding it for a long time, Harry blinked his innocent eyes, looked at Stark, and asked:

"emmmm... will the aliens come back?"

Stark was taken aback when he heard this question.

He didn't expect that the question asked by Zhengtai, so sharp, directly hit the heaviest worry in his heart.

This reminded him of the terrible scene he saw in his dream.

The overwhelming Chitauri army, the ruined New York, and the annihilated Avengers...

Scene after scene, like flashbacks, kept reappearing in his mind.

Before he knew it, his breathing and pulse became much faster.

Fortunately, he also knew that he was not alone now, and there was an innocent boy in front of him, waiting for his answer.

Therefore, Stark suppressed the anxiety in his heart and replied calmly:

"I don't know, maybe..."

Seemingly dissatisfied with Stark's answer, Harry pouted and muttered softly:

"What's the difference between that and not answering..."

Pretending not to hear, Stark made scissors and reminded aloud:

"second question!"

"Do you have a special big room,

Are you keeping these steel armors? "

"Yes, but it's not a special room, but a basement. Except for the first few sets of armors, which I displayed in glass boxes, I will put the rest of the upgraded armors in the basement for storage."

As soon as he finished speaking, Stark picked up the half of the tuna sandwich on the table and took a bite.

"last question."

The slurred words reminded Harry that he only had one last chance to ask the superhero in front of him.

Don't know if it's because there's only one last question left, or because there are too many questions to ask and I don't know which one to ask.

This time, Blonde was thinking for a while.

To a certain extent, Stark also achieved his goal of shutting up the other party...

After about ten seconds, Harry finally spoke:

"Are you afraid when you are fighting aliens?"

A very simple question.

However, Stark just opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Is he afraid?

Of course... scared!

He is a real person, and of course he has the emotion of "fear".

Especially when he saw the ferocious beast swooping down from the pitch-black wormhole, wearing a steel armor, he still felt his heart skip a beat.

Of course, in front of this annoying little kid, Stark was not willing to show his vulnerable side.

To be precise, he has a very strong self-esteem and is unwilling to show his vulnerable and helpless side in front of anyone...

Only a "bang" was heard, followed by a scream.

"Ouch!"

Covering his still-ache forehead and wrinkling a bitter face, Harry looked at Stark and asked:

"Why did you hit me?!"

"Are you stupid?"

"Kid, you must know that the handsome guy in front of you is Iron Man! I'm not afraid of aliens!"

Pretending to be a coercion in front of the child, Stark immediately went on to say, as if he was afraid of repenting.

"Now that the question and answer time is over, it's time to play the game of silence."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his index finger, put it on his lips, and made a hissing gesture at Harry.

Seeing this, Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes, imitating Stark just now.

"cut!"

Although the process was not very interesting, he was also flicked on the forehead. However, Harry is a good wife who keeps her promises.

Whatever you have promised, you must do it no matter what!

Therefore, for the next time, he tried his best to resist the impulse in his heart and kept silent.

In order to kill time, he also picked up repair tools and upgraded his potato gun.

He remembered that a certain guy said that an overly long barrel would reduce the firepower by half.

Two "repairmen", one big and one small, gradually elongated their figures under the light...

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