Chapter 57: Hello, Godfather
July 5, 2010, fine.
Ryan stood in front of the mirror, and Antonia meticulously sorted out his clothes.
A black suit, white shirt, and striped tie are the most common agent attire for S.H.I.E.L.D., and a favorite among office workers.
"Like an insurance salesman?" Ryan looked at himself in the mirror.
"No, not at all. You are like the male protagonist of a movie. β
"Which movie?"
"Hmm...... Godfather? β
Ryan chuckled, "We were fighting the gangsters last night. β
"That's right, by the way, hit Tony Stark." Antonia laughed, and she reached for her tie, "Look up, okay?" β
Ryan raised his chin, looked at the ceiling and said, "It should be possible to solve Rose's affairs today, and we will go home tomorrow." β
"Okay." Antonia nodded, and after a while suddenly said, "I feel that you seem to have expectations and resistance to going home?" β
"Well, I don't know what I'm going to face when I go back, but I have a hunch that it won't be a simple and warm family relationship. In fact, do you know about Harlem? β
"You know, you look handsome when you fall from the sky with Thor's hammer."
"I wanted to go back that night."
While helping him adjust his tie, Antonia looked at Ryan's Adam's apple and said, "Then why has it been delayed for so long, we haven't met at that time, and we have been idle for the past month." And listen to Sharon, since the Red Room incident, it's like you've lost your purpose. β
"I'm just ......," Ryan frowned slightly, "my business can be a little complicated, so I'll need time at that point." And a lot of things can only be done after I understand my situation clearly. β
"So, you've figured it out now?"
"I don't need time to think or think about how to deal with it, because it's only when you actually face everything that you can clearly realize what you're going to do next. I mean, I need time to quietly improve myself in the hopes of being able to cope with most, if not all, of the situations I imagined. β
Thor's blood, Hulk's blood, Heart of Light.
A month's worth of harvest can be described as rich.
The power of thunder brought by Thor's blood needs to be mastered, the power brought by Hulk's blood needs to be retracted and released freely, and the kaleidoscopic changes of the heart of light need to be mastered.
These things, if they are just taken and used, are equivalent to waste.
Moreover, his own light energy must be absorbed and penetrated into a more refined control at all times, and Antonia's condition must continue to follow.
A month, it's already a short time.
In addition, he also got Tony Stark's blood last night, but considering the time, it has not been absorbed yet.
Antonia reached out and gently smoothed the bulge of Ryan's eyebrows, and said softly: "No matter whether it will be dangerous to go home, I will accompany you." β
Ryan bowed.
Antonia slowly stood on her tiptoes.
"You look like you're going to eat me." Ryan said as he leaned back.
Antonia hugged Ryan, and after she deliberately opened her mouth to show her fangs, her strength skyrocketed.
After transforming into a zombie, the strength of the normal form has been greatly increased, but the main form is the strongest.
In other words, anyone who has been transformed but will still act in the sun in the future should be equipped with a full-coverage armor so as not to scare the children who are keen to chase superheroes.
Antonia stared into Ryan's eyes: "I didn't know the world before, but Jessica taught me a lot. β
"It doesn't seem like she's teaching anything good."
"She said it was normal."
"It's normal, but you're different. Aside from your extraordinary abilities, you're more of a blank slate. Ryan gently broke free of her arms and held her hand: "Jessica is not an ordinary girl, you don't have to be someone who already exists, in the future, learn more from Sharon and Yelena, and ask for advice." Finally, watch less movies and more books. β
Antonia frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded slowly.
"Read good books." Ryan added.
Antonia smiled: "I know what you mean, I will fill in the gaps that I am missing, but I didn't understand anything before." You don't think of me like a little girl of seven or eight years old. β
Ryan smiled silently.
In his heart, Antonia was like the little girl who fell into the explosion and flames most of the time.
Her perception of the world is extremely one-sided, because she can only see everything around Dreykov, and there is probably nothing else to speak of other than killing, torture, and control.
She needs experience, which is time.
Ryan can transform her because he needs her.
But there is a limit to this need.
Ryan glanced at her pajamas and said, "You go change your clothes too." β
Antonia nodded, and when she turned to the door, she suddenly stopped and looked back: "Those were all gangsters who killed people last night, so I have a question that may be a little naΓ―ve." β
"You say." Ryan replied as he looked down to examine the pistol, the slip case clicking.
"Are we good people?"
Ryan had a slap on his hand.
A few seconds later, he moved his thumb and slid back into place.
Looking up, he said what he had said once.
"Sometimes."
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Stark Tower.
The two entered the elevator side by side.
As the elevator ascended, Ryan suddenly looked up at the monitor in the corner.
At the same time, the top floor.
"This kid is blind, isn't he?" Tony pouted as he looked at the big screen on the wall.
"Maybe he's sensitive?" Pepper laughed, "He's the captain of the special service team, and he should have experienced a lot of actual combat. β
Tony shook his head again and again: "No, no, no, although the S.H.I.E.L.D. special service team is a little better than ordinary field agents, it is not as good as the rapid reaction special forces. Only very ordinary people will stay in this kind of very ordinary team. β
Pepper smiled even more: "But he doesn't look ordinary, I want to think about it...... Oh, he's like a cross between Vito Corleone and Mike Corleone. β
"Hah!" Tony Snorted without smiling, then got up and walked to the wine cabinet, "He's so much like two gang leaders, it looks like I'm going to have to check his identity." β
But as he reached for the bottle, a slender palm pressed down on his wrist first.
"Tony!"
"I'm here, what's wrong?"
"Look at me."
"I watch you every day."
"Now, immediately, immediately."
Tony looked back with a ...... expression Clever.
Pepper retracted his smile and shook his head firmly, "No." β
"Please, just a drink."
"No, I can't. I asked the doctor in advance, and he said that although your internal organs are fine, there are not many ruptured capillaries. As she spoke, she pulled back Tony's bathrobe, revealing a clear dark blue palm print on her chest.
She tapped her fingertips on the reactor, "I have to say, it saved you again." β
"That's right, it's a good companion."
Pepper gave him a blank look and pulled him out, "I'll have someone remove all these things later." β
Tony pouted and didn't speak, but his eyes probably had already thought of something else.
"I'll make Harpy stare at you!" Pepper said again.
"He's my man."
"No, now I'm paying him. I'm thinking about promoting him to Minister of Security, so he'll listen to me. β
While the two were arguing, the elevator on the side suddenly rang.
Ryan had just stepped into the room with one foot when he immediately heard Tony's voice.
"Wow, hello, Godfather!"