If the wound wasn't treated in time, it would easily become inflamed and rotten. If it wasn't treated in time, the patient would be in so much pain that they wished they were dead. Similarly, if trouble wasn't dealt with as soon as possible, it would eventually become a cancer that couldn't be eradicated.
This principle was applicable to both humans and the world.
Therefore, even though Suzanne had given him a huge problem that wouldn't be easy to solve, Tony didn't plan to leave it at that.
S.H.E.L.D. was established by his father and his friends. He didn't like the old man very much and was even full of opinions and dissatisfaction with him, but that didn't mean he would tolerate Hydra tainting the old man's hard work.
What's more, wasn't the reason why he became the Iron Man by eradicating these social scum and fulfilling his responsibility to maintain the beauty of the world?
After beating around the bush with Kou Sen and tricking him into hanging up the phone, Tony pondered for a moment and said, "Old Jia, contact the captain of Team USA for me."
— —
The Iron Man, who hadn't slept for more than thirty hours, began to move without stopping. Suzanne, who caused all of this, acted as if nothing had happened. In the dark night, she drove Harry and Hank's Durange at high speed on the road in the early hours of the morning.
Harry, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was a little confused. "… Wait, where did you say we were going?"
"To my house," Suzanne said matter-of-factly. As she spoke, she turned the steering wheel to the right. The front of the car turned slightly and smoothly turned into a fork on the right.
"Why? I thought we had more important things to do? "
Suzanne finally turned her head and looked at him strangely. "Of course we're going back to rest. It's already three o 'clock in the morning, aren't you sleepy?"
Harry: "… Sleepy."
However, he was very frustrated inside. Why are you looking at me like I'm an idiot? The plan is about to begin, shouldn't we be prepared? Are you really a normal human being? How can you sleep at a time like this?
The light in the car was dim, but Suzanne could still clearly see Harry's twitching mouth. She didn't need to ask to know what he was thinking.
She turned her gaze back to the empty road in front of her, curled her lips, and said with longing in her eyes, "The show hasn't started yet, and it's not time for us to enter the stage yet. So, before that, we have to be mentally prepared for the upcoming battle. "
— —
Upper East Side, 5th Avenue, Apartment 866.
The apartment was actually a luxury villa. It was a birthday gift from Bruce Wayne to Suzanne after she came to the United States. It was also where she usually stayed in New York.
The interior of the villa was mainly made up of black, white, and gray. The furniture was simple, and the layout was refreshing. It perfectly carried out the modern minimalist decoration style. Among the elegant decorations, there was an occasional bright color embellishment, making this place appear slightly light, but not oppressive.
After parking the car in the garage, the two of them returned to the villa.
As soon as she entered the living room, Suzanne relaxed. She threw her bag, fell back, and nestled into the largest, softest, and most comfortable sofa in the living room. Then, she closed her eyes motionlessly.
Seeing that she didn't want to entertain him as a host, Harry shrugged and walked to the kitchen on the first floor. As he walked, he asked, "I'm hungry, what about you? What do you want to eat? "
Suzanne dragged her voice and said in a weak and lazy tone, "Chocolate cake, thank you."
"No." Harry turned to look at her and flatly refused, "Don't think I didn't notice that you've eaten five pieces of chocolate since I saw you. Think about your career, Suzie. If you become fat, Mr. Agent will kill you. "
Suzanne lazily opened one eye, looked at Harry, and said stubbornly, "I only want chocolate cake."
"No."
Seeing that Harry was determined, Suzanne suddenly sat up. She put her hands together and supported her chin. She stared at Harry with her big black pearl-like eyes. Her curly eyelashes fluttered, as if there were sparkling stars in them.
"Harry, please?"
The girl's voice was soft and gentle. The way she begged him was like the cutest and sweetest piece of cake, making him have the urge to take a bite and taste it. Harry looked away in a panic. He felt that the temperature on his face was about to cook him.
He compromised and said, "Okay, okay, but only a small piece." Then, as if he was being chased by something, he hurriedly turned around and rushed into the kitchen.
As expected, this killer move was as useful as always. Suzanne snapped her fingers happily in her heart. No matter if it was Harry, Mcauliffe, Sherlock, Aunt Annie or anyone else, they couldn't resist it completely.
Harry's spring water was turned upside down, but the initiator was too slow to notice. Suzanne just went back to the sofa and closed her eyes again, looking forward to the chocolate cake.
Wizards' magic was slightly lacking in attacking (of course, compared to superheroes), but it couldn't be more convenient to use it for some daily tasks. As long as the spell was mastered well and used properly, it was a good helper for traveling.
Harry, who was preparing food in the kitchen, was like a conductor. Wherever his wand passed, the ingredients seemed to have a life of their own. They lined up one by one, and then obediently jumped into the pot and oven.
The process was very fast. It didn't even take a minute. So in less than twenty minutes, the chocolate cake that Suzanne personally ordered was placed in front of her.
Harry was very trustworthy. He said that it was a small piece, but the whole cake was only half the size of her palm.
It was shaped like a small bear's claw. The thick and silky black chocolate formed its round body, and the sweet white cream decorated the plum blossom petal-like four fingers and the fat round palm. It became a soft and cute little pad. It was chubby, round, and very cute.
Before she ate it, Suzanne was almost melted by the shape of the cake. Although it was too small and couldn't completely satisfy her desire for chocolate. But the exquisite and beautiful appearance was enough to dispel all her dissatisfaction.
Giving Harry a thumbs up, Suzanne picked up the small spoon beside the plate and eagerly put a spoonful into her mouth.
She took a bite, and the slightly bitter and rich sweetness of the chocolate spread in her mouth. That silky smooth texture almost made her unable to control herself, and she jumped up in joy.
After carefully swallowing the cake in her mouth, Suzanne opened her eyes and looked at Harry with sparkling eyes. "Harry, your cake baking skills have improved again! With this skill alone, you can be the head chef of any dessert shop! "She held her face and said with a yearning look," It's so delicious. It would be great if I could eat it every day. "
Looking at her eating the cake with a happy and satisfied face, Harry blushed and his lips moved. He wanted to say something, but stopped.
In the end, he just said, "If you want to eat it, I can make it for you at any time."
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