This is the anti-theft badge
This is not narcissism on her part,
It is all Jessica's credit.
As an aura that exists solely to protect the host,
Reflecting damage is just one of Jessica's methods. One has to know that not being hurt does not mean that the host can survive. What if the host is trapped in a place that lacks food and water and dies of hunger or thirst?
As a result, Jessica also has another function, which is to teleport and summon in time. As long as the space is not sealed, Suzanne can summon anyone from the friendly camp list to her side, provided that they have met before.
Previously, she had teleported Harry,
She had used this function.
Speaking of this so-called friendly camp list,
Not just anyone can get on it. A high favorability is the most basic requirement,
It also requires a certain amount of ability to solve crises,
More importantly,
They are all willing to give up their lives to rescue Suzanne.
This condition can be said to be extremely harsh, but Suzanne's list already covers a lot of people. For example, Mcauliffe, Sherlock, Harry, Hermione, Charles, Bruce... a long list of names is neatly arranged, all of which bear witness to how lucky Suzanne is.
On the Avengers Alliance's side, Team USA's captain, Doctor Banner, and Black Widow are all lying on her list,
But what makes Suzanne incredulous is that..,
Tony Stark's name is also on the list.
That's right, don't look at this guy's disdainful face of "You're not welcome here", and his words are not pleasant to hear,
Jessica's list has already revealed the bottom line to Iron Man.
This is also an important reason why she went directly to ask for help.
Suzanne still clearly remembers,
The moment she learned of this news..,
What kind of severe whipping and condemnation her conscience had been subjected to.
Thinking back to their last meeting, not to mention how she had deceived him at the beginning and how she had almost made him explode on the spot, what was even more shameful was that she had not spoken much truth until the end.
In the eyes of those with higher moral standards, this kind of behavior was probably not considered a person. _ (: 3J ∠) _ Even if she did not have such a lofty sense of moral purpose, it was inevitable that she would feel guilty.
With this thought in mind, facing this person who was willing to risk his life to save her, Suzanne's tolerance was unprecedentedly strong.
Therefore, she did not mind Tony's questioning at all. Instead, she curved her eyebrows and gave him a gentle and kind smile. "This matter is a little urgent, and I really need your help. However," she gestured to the sofa in the living room. "Can we talk inside? The elevator is not a good place to chat. "
This unexpected friendly attitude made Tony slightly stunned. He had seen how eloquent this girl was after she tore off her disguise. She did not hesitate to diss him. Her sudden 180-degree change in attitude made him think more.
Frowning slightly, Tony raised his chin at Sha Yang, motioning the two to sit over there. He turned to the small bar and asked while grinding a cup of coffee for himself, "Do you drink coffee?"
Sitting at a comfortable angle on the leather sofa, Suzanne did not mean to be polite at all, "I'm just sleepy. Please have a cup, thank you."
Harry was much more polite and quickly refused, "… No, no need to trouble you, Mr. Stark. I don't drink coffee very much."
Tony nodded and snapped his fingers, "Dumbo, get him a bottle of juice."
As soon as he finished speaking, a clumsy mechanical arm wobbled over. It was holding a bottle of blueberry juice. The bottle was full of dewdrops and was still emitting cold air. It was obvious that it had just been taken out of the refrigerator.
Before it put the blueberry juice in front of him, Harry quickly stood up and took it, and thanked it, "Thank you."
The mechanical arm shook vigorously and hurriedly ran away shyly. It was in such a hurry that it even fell on the way. It completely lived up to its cute name. It was cute and dumb.
Then, Dumbo, who got up and continued to run in a daze, bumped into Tony's thigh, who came back with the coffee.
Uh, or in other words, between the legs?
Looking at Iron Man's suddenly distorted handsome face, Suzanne almost laughed out loud.
Tony took a deep breath and completely ignored the coffee in his hand. He held his legs and jumped to the side without caring about his image, avoiding Dumbo's second attack.
Looking at the robot that turned in circles and didn't know what terrible mistake it had made, he swore with a livid face, "This time I must donate you to New York University, I must!"
However, this threat didn't have the deterrence it should have. The clumsy robot didn't care about what he said at all. After turning a few circles and finally finding the right direction, it ran away.
Facing the scene of his idol's embarrassment, Harry immediately became restless. He moved around unnaturally as if what he was sitting on wasn't the world's top leather sofa, but a pincushion full of needles.
In contrast, Suzanne was much calmer. She tried to suppress the corner of her mouth that wanted to curl up, and then she looked away as if nothing had happened, as if she didn't see anything.
Of course, her pretentious attitude didn't make Iron Man happy at all. Tony put one of the cups of coffee in front of her and gave her a supercilious look. He asked angrily, "Tell me, what do you want from me?" The subtext was, "Get out of here as soon as you finish talking."
After taking a sip of this cup of coffee that was made by Iron Man himself and could make many fans jealous, Suzanne didn't hesitate at all. "I just found out one thing by accident —"
She put down the coffee cup, raised her head, and stared at Tony's eyes. She let out a shocking thunder without warning, "S.H.E.L.D. is actually a branch of Hydra."
Realizing this, Steve's tight nerves finally relaxed a little. He turned to look at the phone that kept ringing on the bedside table. When the caller ID came into view, he frowned subconsciously.
It was Tony.
"It's so late. What can he do for me?" Steve subconsciously put on a straight face and his expression became heavy. Could it be that another alien came to Earth to make trouble?
Thinking of this, he pressed the answer button without delay. "Stark, what's the matter?"
Unexpectedly, Tony didn't seem to be looking for him for anything serious. His voice was floating as if he had drunk too much, and he called vaguely, "… Old, old popsicle?"
Steve frowned even more. Of course, this time, it wasn't because of seriousness, but because he disagreed.
Being woken up at three o 'clock in the morning by an urgent phone call, but it wasn't because of a life-and-death emergency, but because of a drunkard making trouble for no reason. Only the captain of Team USA could frown, but if it was someone with a little less self-control, they would have already started swearing.
What was even more touching was that the captain of Team USA completely lived up to his reputation as a big-breasted sweetheart. Not only did he not hang up the phone directly, but out of concern for the younger generation, he also patiently asked, "Tony, what are you looking for me for?"
Tony stammered, "Looking, looking for you, oh, yes, I'm looking for you …"
His voice paused for a while, as if he was thinking hard, and then he said, "Hey, old popsicle, I, I, burp, I want to take you to see the real nightlife in New York. If you, if you stay in that small apartment like that, you're going to go moldy with your costume."
After hearing this, Steve finally couldn't stand it anymore and rolled his eyes. "Thank you so much. But no need, I'm fine like this … "However, before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of cool and intense rock music.
The captain of Team USA looked in the direction of the sound with a dumbfounded expression and saw a golden-red flamboyant Iron Man falling from the sky. Amidst the crashing sound of glass breaking, he crashed through the window!
Then, before the big-breasted sweetheart could react, Tony rushed up, grabbed him by the waist with one hand, and flew out of the window along the same path he came from!
Tony whistled in his heart. His actions were decisive, his actions were straightforward, and his timing was perfect! It must be a hundred points!
However, the others were not in as good a mood as him.
Steve, who was wearing a nightgown and was forced to fly alone in the cold wind at high altitude, "…" He wanted to curse, but he didn't want to speak!
The S.H.E.L.D. (Hydra) agent who was left behind and the old man equipped with surveillance equipment, "… WTF, is the Iron Man eloping with the captain of Team USA?!"
Tony's armor was very fast, so it didn't take long for him to fly to the entertainment club he frequented in Manhattan with the captain of Team USA.
He landed on the balcony, and before he could open his mask, the manager of the club ran over excitedly, rubbing his hands. When he saw the captain in the crook of the Iron Man's arm, his eyes lit up involuntarily.
He stared at Steve closely, his small eyes shining like two little stars, his face flushed red, and he stuttered, "Are, are you the captain of Team USA?"
He looked like a teenage girl who had seen her idol in her dreams.
For a middle-aged man to make such a shy expression, it really stung the eyes. Looking at the greasy balding head and the beer belly that was seven months pregnant, the Iron Man almost vomited.
He walked out of the armor and waved his hand like he was shooing away a fly. "Okay, Mike, I'm the captain of Team USA. We came here tonight to do something. When he leaves, I'll ask him to give you an autograph. "
He was sober and organized, and didn't look like a drunkard at all.
After making a celebratory gesture with his fist, Mike, a die-hard fan of Team America, finally picked up the professionalism that a club manager should have.
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