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Chapter 43: Probably Always

Steve's old friend James Barnes arrived in about an hour.

At that time, the entire Avengers Building had basically restored its original appearance before the conflict was cleaned up by the joint efforts of two wizards and one wizard. The spell of "Recovery as the First" opened Tony's eyes. Whether it was preparing a room for Mr. Green, who currently lives here, or making small inventions and small creations, he would have to add a few points in the history of the Avengers Building in daily life. Rich Stark's eyes were bright, and he just wanted to pull two wizards to ask if it was easy to find a job in the magic world, and if there was an unemployed wizard who needed to include food, accommodation, five insurances, one fund and not short of money.

Because he rushed back to preside over the overall situation of North America's pursuit of the Death Eaters, Harry and Draco completed the foreign aid work and then changed their shape to the American Demons and French Association in the same city. Strange was leisurely, but given that he had just lost a bloody object to the New York Holy See, which was cleanly managed by his peers with a bad temper, he decided to rush back first to see if he could calm his companions' anger and try to use the power of time to help.

Barry and others rushed back to their city to avoid the noise in New York being too loud and alarmed the criminals in the city to cause trouble unscrupulously. Hal took Rongen back to the experimental base to find the wreckage of the spacecraft he used when he landed on Earth, and conducted preliminary alien immigration registration. The specific situation must be waited until the two of them returned to Ou Axing before filing in detail. Rongen's departure also made many people relax their vigilance - no matter what their identity or position they stand, the mentally capable person always makes people feel nervous involuntarily.

In the end, only those who really stayed to discuss related cooperation with the Avengers were the knowledgeable Diana, the Alliance Military Advisor Bruce, Clark in poor spirits, and Freya, the old acquaintance of Captain America. Jarvis seemed to have found her identity, because no matter how Tony looked, he looked at her, and Freya felt the gaze through the mask.

Ten people sat down in Stark's repaired living room. Bruce and Tony talked about information sharing and the division of labor in the entire process. The two alliance leaders who should have controlled the direction were sitting honestly, and they were very close. Steve seemed to be still talking to Clark. Some of the others just watched TV and those with water mobile phones, and at most they only had one or two sentences at key points.

The scene is almost a bit like a comic exhibition, with a group of people sitting around the marble coffee table in uniforms.

And this was the scene when James Barnes and Sam Wilson came in together.

As soon as he received a call from Steve to his home, he set off and as soon as he got on his motorcycle, he ran into a falcon outside in the morning. When he heard that the captain had something to do, Sam immediately drove over to his bad friend Bucky, whom he was not dealing with. They both wore baseball caps when they walked out of the elevator, wore T-shirts in the cold weather, and had paper bags in their hands. At first glance, it made people think that they were either gangsters going out to shop for supermarkets or delivered food.

Barnes put the paper bag in his hand on the coffee table. The Winter Soldier's chin was very clean and his hair was a little long, but he was very energetic. Sam picked up an open space on the sofa and sat down. Fortunately, Stark bought the largest and most luxurious furniture when he built the house, otherwise the living room would not be able to sit at twelve people.

"The neighbors delivered it in the morning," Barnes opened the paper bag and took out the slightly crushed but still steaming and smelling cherry pie. "I think you should have brought it all before you eat."

"Thank you, Bucky," Steve said intimately.

"Ha, the caring elderly man is worthy of my favorite." Tony was sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room with his hands spread out and crossed his legs. He was the first to come to the table to pick up the cherry pie, regardless of Jarvis' reminder that "sugar exceeds the standard".

At least six people in the room looked at him with bad eyes.

"What?" Tony took a bite.

"Everyone who is older than you looks younger than you, Tony," said the Black Widow.

"You broke my heart," Iron Man covered his chest exaggeratedly, and a little bit of crumb crumb fell on the street, "I am only half as big as the captain."

Diana's expression was a great enlightenment after understanding that every alliance had a little boy.

It can be said that they didn't know each other without fighting. They quickly introduced each other and may have more information about each other in private than this.

"I'll do it all this day after I've introduced myself," Tony said. "But there are still two masked people sitting here so far, which is a bit unfair."

He took the tissue handed over by Xiaobang, and glanced at the Dragon Girl's mask.

Given that the unemployed vagrant Freya is now a full-time hero, and that Clark's identity, who was originally related to human form, has probably been known to everyone present, she took off her golden mask openly and revealed her true face to her possible comrades in the future who were in danger.

"Ah, Miss Sheffield." Tony pretended that he had just understood, "I have to say that your play tricked me into the show at Luther's party. It was such a superb performing art."

There was a better actor sitting next to Freya, but Freya couldn't say it.

Freya feels wronged.

"The situation is forced," she explained briefly.

Tony nodded slightly, looking at Batman with inquiry.

Bruce did not respond to him.

"We have a common friend," Tien Can showed everything in control, "He said he had a close relationship with you and had close contact."

"Bruce Wayne and I do have old ones," Batman said.

"Don't you mind let's see what the face looks like when Mr. Wayne can sign the bill on the space station?" Tony asked.

This time, even Clark, who had been wandering around, couldn't help but turn his face.

Batman's mask covered Bruce's eyebrows that were about to fly to the ceiling well. He began to think about how he should answer. It was at this moment that Freya stumbled into the mouth in a hurry.

"Batman has scars on his face, and he doesn't like others looking at his face." She said, and then used her imagination that did not exist at all to make up an inspirational story about the person who heard the person who was sad to see him and cry.

At least he tricked Steve.

"Blusey never showed his preference for people with scars before," Tony said suspiciously.

"Maybe I think this is more manly." Diana added with interest.

Sam made a sound like a puppy being kicked.

"Too much information." Barnes rolled his eyes.

"Sideline." Tony finally changed the subject, "Good kids shouldn't talk about these things. Let's continue to talk about cooperation."

I don't know if it's considered to be a disaster. Bruce used his bat ray to dig the pit, but he didn't know that Freya was still unaware, but the latter didn't pay any attention. Instead, he and the other two female members who stood up were preparing to go to the balcony to have tea. Steve entrusts Tony with the full rights to the exchange of information to Tony and begins to fulfill his promise to Freya. Thor was sent to the Divine Realm to check if there were any abnormalities.

So after they all walked, only Tony and Bruce were left in the middle of the venue.

Tony was still immersed in the fact that his friend was actually a lover, and he made up his mind not to mention the mask and did not want to admit that this person who had gone astray was his friend's Bruce.

No matter how they forced their affairs in the living room, the air on the balcony was very fresh shortly after the sun came out.

Two round tables were placed at both ends of the incredible balcony, with three female members sitting on one side and six serious-looking people sitting on the other side.

"So we're going to have a post-injury treatment now?" Patton fiddled with the matchbox on the table. "Brainwashing group? How did Steve tell you, Deer? 'We have a patient who has just been controlled here, and you need to come here for psychological counseling as soon as possible'?"

Bucky pulled the last piece of cherry pie out of Hawkeye's mouth and pushed it into the trash can, his iron arm making a terrifying sound of metal biting.

"My pie!" Patton slapped the table.

"Don't think I don't know what the name you called me in the voice you just called me, Fat Bird." Bucky grinned gloomy.

Clark struggled between pulling and not pulling.

"He only fully recovered his memory after the Washington incident and then slowly integrated into us."

On another table, Natasha had just lowered her voice and talked about Barnes' origin. The two demigods with super listening looked strange.

"He looks... very energetic." Freya stared at another long table.

"Believe it or not, anyone will be like this after staying with Patton and Sam for a long time." Natasha tweaked her hair.

“I hope Clark will be happy as soon as possible,” Freya said. “It is not so much that he regrets what he did when he is controlled, it is what inspired him to fear that his power is out of control.”

"That's why the doctor is present and can help." Natasha's little silver key pointed to the gentle Dr. Banner. "He has reached the pinnacle of his emotions, and he was deeply moved by the pain of losing control of the other self in his early years. But what Superman needs is control, not the power of fearing oneself. If we have to face a strong enemy in the future, he is one of the strongest combat powers of this planet. If he gets stuck at this time, he will be completely trapped in Luther's plan."

"He will come out," Diana said affirmatively.

"So as a powerful Kryptonian, what would you use to inspire your love?" Sam asked inspirationally.

He held Superman's hand, and he enlightened the young man with infinite patience just like he usually guided a retired veteran.

Superman was very moved, and he carefully recalled his usual practices.

Sam looked at him encouragingly.

"Think about it, you are the most powerful person on the planet, but you must have had tough times in the past few years."

After a few seconds, Clark spoke tentatively.

"prayer?"

"Do you believe in God?" Sam asked.

"I often go to worship," Clark said helplessly. "The priest gave me a lot of encouragement before I decided to stand up."

Their voices cut through the silence of the morning.

"How cute," said Natasha.

Obviously, the other two ladies also think so.

Only the newly established brainwashing group showed the same expression - "You are fucking teasing me."

The author has something to say: I can't believe what I'm hitting when I write about Bruce's eyebrows flying to the ceiling is the beauty that flies to the ceiling 2333333

Yesterday everyone was saying that Real Madrid and Barcelona 23333 was actually Brother Hammer was shocked by the heroine's attack.

Today's daily life is a little short, so don't laugh at me for being short!_(:з」∠)_

Thank you Lan Lin and Liangyao for the mine of the little angel with bitter mouth!hf();
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