"Whew!" The Audi R8 full of sci-fi style has a nice tail flick.

"How? This place is nice, isn't it? Tony pulled out a pair of brown sunglasses and handed the car keys to the waiting waiter.

"Not bad!" Looking at the glittering James Weir Bar signboard in front of him, Edward had his hands in his pockets, and at this time he was wearing a small white printed T-shirt, black-framed glasses without lenses, and a round-brimmed top hat, dressed as a fashionable man.

"Let's go! Compared to the cocktail party that is full of rejection. Tony put on his sunglasses and continued, "I prefer this kind of free world!" ”

The moment he walked through the bar's door, Edward felt as if he had entered another world.

“Don’tknowhowtokeepmymouthshut!”

Don't even think about how to shut me up!

“Yousay，“Sowhat(what)?”

So what, you say?

The dynamic rock dance song "rockNroll" swept the audience.

Countless young men and women of the American Emperor writhed their bodies wildly with the music, and the ubiquitous physical collision exuded a little seductive flesh light.

As if the last sanity of intelligent beings has been erased, the colorful and psychedelic dazzling lights are only embellished at this time.

On the catwalk in front, several charming and bewitching figures, holding smooth steel pipes, their white bodies are particularly eye-catching in the swaying five-color lights, between the long golden hair, and the towering chest swings back and forth with the rhythm.

"Here, Tony!" Roddy held up a glass of whiskey and beckoned to Tony and Edward.

In the corner of the bar, there is a uniquely shaped booth.

Roddy holds a plump "Persian cat" with blonde hair in his right hand.

"Hey! Baby, I'll be looking for you alone in a moment! ”

The Persian cat stood up playfully, seductively interfering between Edward and Tony. Before leaving, he threw an ambiguous wink at Edward.

Once Tony and Edward were seated, Roddy filled several empty wine glasses in front of him.

"Officially, Colonel James Roddy, Director of the Weapons Research and Development Division of the American Air Force." Roddy raised his glass.

Edward smiled: "Sir of the British Empire, Edward Hufflepuff!" He paused, glanced at Tony next to him, and continued, "One, magician, too." ”

"Magician?" Roddy was stunned for a moment, and looked at Tony Stark to the side.

Tony nodded with a serious face and said, "Roddy, you know, not anyone can be my close friend. ”

Yes, Roddy nodded secretly, he knew better than anyone what kind of person Tony was.

Genius, pride, and unbeatable, these are very distinct aspects of Tony's character.

Even if Edward saved Tony's life in the desert, Tony will thank and repay, but he is still far from treating a rich second generation who loves travel as a brother he identifies with because of a life-saving grace.

I already believed Tony's words in my heart, but Roddy was still very curious about the mysterious profession of magician, and asked, "Magician, is it the kind of profession that holds a wand and turns people into frogs?" “

"Hahaha!" Tony couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard Roddy's description on the side, and he patted Roddy the shoulder.

Edward was next to him with a black line on his face, thinking of Tony's behavior when he was first rescued in the desert and learned that Edward was a mage. At that time, Tony, when he heard the word "mage", blurted out exactly the same thing as what Roddy said now.

shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a good friend, the adjectives that come to mind are all the same.

"Well・・・・・ I can't turn people into frogs right now." Edward sneered, "Still, I can. ”

Edward picked up the wine glass from the booth. With the crystal clear rim of the glass, a tiny whirlwind stirred the whiskey in the glass into a small waterspout under Edward's operation.

"Oh my God!" Roddy couldn't help but marvel, the miniature waterspout looked no more than two fingers high, but the principles, power and control involved, with the current scientific instruments, are far from being able to do it in the scene of a bar.

Magic is not science, and it will not be as easy to be accepted by the elite of these science sides as cyborg mutants. (Roddy is in the weapons research department, so this should be considered a science side.) ）

However, Roddy is not the kind of scientific maniac who has to study the unknown thoroughly, and if he can't figure it out, don't think about it.

"That's pretty cool, Mr. Edward!" He raised his glass freely.

"Just call me Edward!" Edward also smiled, and his mind moved, and the waterspout in the wine glass in his hand suddenly calmed down.

"And me!" Tony joined in with his glass raised.

Edward and Roddy each recounted some interesting stories, and Tony bragged and spanked on the side.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of sexy Yanmar with plump buttocks and long legs joined, accompanied by fine wine and beautiful women, and the atmosphere became more and more intense.

・・・・・・

Pushing aside the wide futon, Edward, who sat up, struggled to open his hazy eyes.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand and put on his clothes, Edward was stunned by the exaggerated question in the air.

Turning his head sideways, he saw Edward's side, a sexy and tall, fair-skinned and beautiful figure appeared next to him sleeping quietly.

The air in the room was filled with the charm of men and women after their madness.

Shaking his head helplessly, Edward came to the bathroom of the luxury suite, took a shower, took care of it up and down, and walked out the door.

Tony and Roddy were already standing in the hall in front of the doorway.

"Hey!" A sharp-eyed Tony saw Edward walk out the door of the luxurious room and waved at him.

"I say, is the magician's physical strength so good?" Roddy laughed teasedly at this time.

"Yes, I heard your room called, someone called for more than 2 hours!" Tony stepped forward and put his hand on Edward's shoulder, "Any secret?" ”

Edward smiled bitterly, it had been more than 20 years, and he had been broken for the first time in a daze.

The girl, Monica, remembered her madness last night, and so on, and Edward felt as if she had been exercising for more than two hours.

"Are you underestimating me? I can..."

Suddenly, Edward reacted, is the sound insulation of a five-star hotel so bad? Lie to me!

"O(∩_∩)O hahaha~" Tony and Roddy, who teased Edward a little, laughed wildly on the side.

After all, Edward's body is not yet 25 years old, and Tony and Roddy are both uncles over 30 years old. (In Iron Man II, Stark celebrates his thirty-fifth birthday) Although Edward's daily mature style makes Tony and Roddy always communicate with him like peers when facing him, ignoring his somewhat delicate little face. But yesterday, Edward's bar held the slightly youthful style of sexy babes, which still made Tony and Roddy, the two old ghosts of the flowers, see some signs, so they invariably poured alcohol on Edward.

Edward didn't use magic to expel the alcohol that anesthetized the flesh, and then, our Edward was in a daze, and what you know naturally happened.

Happy days are always short-lived.

As the countdown to the number of days traveled by the main god got closer and closer, the last ten days passed by in a flash, Edward and Tony and Roddy's fooling around.

John F. Kennedy International Airport.

"I said Edward, you should be on my private jet."

Tony looked at the big sun in the sky and grumbled as he stroked the sunglasses in front of him.

"No, Tony, if I'm looking for speed, will I fly?"

Edward asked rhetorically.

"Uhh Tony knew that if Edward really wanted to fly, the speed was calculated in Mach.

"Be careful on the road!" Roddy, who was in a straight military uniform, said on the side, at this time he didn't see the previous prodigal appearance, but the breath of a capable soldier came to his face.

Edward smiled and hugged Tony and Roddy one by one.

Walk up to the gate.

"Don't forget my birthday!" Tony shouted from behind.

"Definitely!" Edward responded.

・・・・・・

S.H.I.E.L.D., Trident Building.

Black Widow, Natasha gives a document to the one-eyed dragon, Ferry.

"Abomination and Iron Man's friends got on a plane to the Sahara Desert." Natasha reported.

"Oh?" Ferrie looked down at the file and asked, "What are they going to do?" ”

"It is said that he went to investigate the prehistoric murals on the plateau of Tasilitai in the middle of the Sahara Desert."

"Really? But this young man named Edward has a really good relationship with our playboy. Ferrie glanced at his desk, the "'Abomination' Stability Test Report" that Tony had given him earlier, and it was this report that made him put aside the fear that Abomination might suddenly become as violent as the Hulk.

In the Boeing 747, first class, the "hateful" Bronsky sat next to Edward, and the pretty stewardess handed two cups of coffee, her eyes swept over Bronsky's chest with charming and hot eyes, watching the strong muscles break the edges and corners of the suit.