Chapter 114

Chapter 114: We Fought So Hard! Do you skewer at a barbecue restaurant?.

Stark Building, nearby strip.

Tight and long, straight legs, carrying brilliant silver light, kicked on the thick armor!!!….–Smoke and dust.

After the girl put down another Leviathan, she shouted to the Hulk who was climbing on the wall in the distance.

"Big green man, it's over there for you!"

"Roar!"

The Hulk smiled evilly and began to jump between the buildings, looking for Zitauri to attack. It's all pinched one at a time, just like pinching a bug.

Bang! Bang!

Barbara held a pistol in her hand, occasionally firing two shots to signal that she was not paddling.

After she found that there were few Zitauri nearby, she simply leaned against a scrapped car, a little idle.

"With these two here, it should be no problem."

Ring the bell!

Natasha stepped on a miscellaneous soldier on the sole of her shoe, and two short sticks hit it the head, and finally the helmet flew out, and Barbara shot and mended it.

"Ha….."

Solved this one.

Natasha looked towards the cosmic portal, where Zitari was still pouring out.

She said a little worried,

"We're so passive that we have to close it."

"Do you like to take the initiative, Natasha."

Barbara teased,

"When and leave?"

Natasha's face turned red,

"Get down to business, Barbara, don't talk about that…"

This glamorous black widow remembers exactly… That time by the pool, although the man did not do anything to her, she took the initiative to think of it.

The bright beauty couldn't help but spit out her fragrant tongue and skipped over the flaming red lips: [Obviously I used to wash my hands with disgust, but I was so unashamed at that time. ]

[Do you really have a good impression of him…..]

[No….][…. Now is not the time to think about this. ]

Natasha shook her head and shook off the cluttered thoughts in her head and asked in the communication channel.

[Captain, where is Thor?] We need him. Ring the bell!

The American team knocked on the two heads of Zitauri, and he was escorting Hawkeye's ADC to the output position: [You ask Barton, he can see clearly] Hawkeye occupies the high ground, and finds out by his superior vision – Thor is riding a pig, chasing Loki to split lightning.

Barton: [Thor is still running after his good brother, where did his little pig come from?] ]

[What? What piglet….?? ]

Natasha: […. Never mind…. And Stark, hasn't he come back yet? ]

Team America: [I'll contact him]

….

"Really, really….."

The handsome young man asked curiously towards the uncle in golden and red armor across the table,

"… Yes, there are aliens? "

Tony's suit mask was open, holding a few skewers of barbecue in his hand,

"Of course, don't you see those on the street, they are."

Although Stark is not very proficient in Chinese, with the assistance of Jarvis, communication is not a problem.

"Good 1a, old bird, are there aliens who care about us? Money is the most important pull. "

The short man with hot hair and curly hair raised his glass with white wine and touched Tony, and smiled with gold teeth,

"I've heard of you La, you are very rich in magnesium country, and you have paid taxes to a lot of beautiful girls."

"Shhhh

Tony took a sip of pure white and paused in his mouth.

The hot man's authentic accent took Jarvis a few seconds to translate

"In fact, I'm rich all over the world….."

A certain rich man was about to start filling the cup, when he listened to the communication of the American team and answered a [Stark, where are you?] ]

[Oh…. Captain, something happened to me, I'm in a barbecue restaurant in Chinatown right now, and the wine here is very good, it's just a little top-notch…

Rogers: [?] What?? ]

The barbecue restaurant was noisy, and the hot-headed man didn't notice that Tony was communicating, and clamped a piece of roasted waist to him to say 0,.

"Come and pull, when you look at you, it's very vain, make some lamb waist to make up for it."

"Oh, thanks, but…."

Kat Tony raised his warframe hand and politely refused,

"I don't like people handing me things."

"I'll clip it to your plate, it's not a handover."

The hot-headed short man raised his eyebrows lewdly, thinking that Tony was thin-skinned,

"Don't be embarrassed four, so many Lu people, the tax can't bear 1a~"

Team America confused: [Tony, what are you doing?] ]

Are young people so impetuous now?

Just hit for a while and the group ran to hit 0.0 wild, the key is to play and hang up?

[Oh, Captain, don't misunderstand….]

Tony looked awkward… Poked the super spicy lamb waist in the plate with chopsticks, and explained to Rogers: "My Mark 7 is badly damaged…. You don't want me to drag my heavy suit and run back to Stark Building on the street…"

Toot — Team America hung up the communication with a strange face. Hawkeye on the side asked, "How?" "

"The situation is complicated….. Anyway, he's eating barbecue now. "

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