"Then... am I still your father?" Stark asked tentatively.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The bill nodded, "Yes."

Stark couldn't help scratching the brown hair that was curling up while sleeping.

Zhang Dianyu dragged the bill behind him and decided to end this confounding dialogue. He looked at Miss Rita on the sofa and nodded to her: "Don't worry, I will take care of him."

The next second, Miss Rita suddenly stood up and left the hall.

Zhang Dianyu released Rita's control, and the on-hook mode went online-as acting warden, Rita would of course walk back to the prison without hesitation, just like the on-hook warden.

Stark seemed to have more question marks.

In order to prevent Mr. Richest Man in New York from scratching himself into a bald head, Zhang Dianyu turned to him and said, "Since Mr. Stark is already awake, let's go now...Look at the construction site?"

Stark's hand froze, and a brown hair finally fell, swirling slowly towards the ground.

"In fact," he said decisively, "we need to wait for a friend, he may still be on the plane-while this time, we can just go and have a breakfast."

Zhang Dianyu agreed, and he had just changed the subject.

After having breakfast, a Kunlun fighter from SHIELD stopped on the tarmac in the middle of the park, and Zhang Dianyu, who held a coffee cup on the roof terrace with Stark, looked slowly out of it with a solemn expression but Wearing a Stars and Stripes tights, he slowly put the mug on the table in front of him to avoid spilling the coffee inside.

"This..." He looked at Stark hesitantly.

Stark also looked a little surprised.

"I didn't expect the captain to come over in a suit..."

He simply flickered that the captain said that there is a mission that is critical to the development of the prison today, hoping that he could come over and do some help-think carefully, it seems that it is not the captain's problem.

Stark took a sip of coffee as a cover.

After the captain stepped off the plane, he quickly saw two people looking at this side on the terrace in the distance, and nodded solemnly in this direction.

Zhang Dianyu and Stark: "..."

Out of the desire to clear the relationship, until the Stark's car was parked in front of a house at a distance from other buildings on the edge of the town, the captain had not yet figured out what they were doing.

In fact, it's not far from the prison, so time is not enough for Captain America to start his doubts.

The man in the Stars and Stripes tights glanced out the window after parking.

It was a very broken house, and Stark’s description of “overwhelmed by the flood” was quite vivid-it looked like it was ruined as if it had been soaked in by the flood for some time, and the walls were crumpled. , The cracks were filled with silt.

"Is the target in that house?" said the captain, tightening the shield on his arm.

Stark and Zhang Dianyu glanced at each other, both were a little silent.

The captain pushed the door open: "Tony, it's still the same. I'm attacking from the front door. You observe the surroundings. Mr. Warden, please wait in the car first. Don't enter non-combatants—"

Before he had finished speaking, he saw the warden coming from the trunk, carrying a mop on his shoulder and a paint bucket in his hand.

team leader:"?"

"In fact, Steve..." Stark swallowed hard. "The target is not in the house, the target is the house."

Ten minutes later, the captain rolled up his sleeves happily and stood on the dining room table to paint the living room with blue wall paint.

Stark and Zhang Dianyu looked at each other.

"Oh, I like this job." The captain stepped back two steps and looked at the whole sky blue wall with emotion, "I also like this color."

When Zhang Dianyu hammered the wall in the middle of the two rooms according to the customer's request, and moved it two meters to the north side to re-lay it, when he returned to the living room, he found that the captain was already affixing the tiles, and discussed with Stark. In the Avengers Building, we will also develop some free time to jointly brush the wall to enhance the cohesion of the team.

Stark rolled his eyes: "If you dare to paint the conference hall sky blue, we're all over, Steve."

Zhang Dianyu also suffocated.

"Mr. Warden," the captain saw Zhang Dianyu who walked in, the tone was quite pleasant, "It looks like it took you a lot of time to smash the wall."

Indeed, Zhang Dianyu's arm is still sour.

Peter now has an undercover mission and can't come out to help him with a sledgehammer, this matter for him to come to xs63 "Then... am I still your father?" Stark asked tentatively.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The bill nodded, "Yes."

Stark couldn't help scratching the brown hair that was curling up while sleeping.

Zhang Dianyu dragged the bill behind him and decided to end this confounding dialogue. He looked at Miss Rita on the sofa and nodded to her: "Don't worry, I will take care of him."

The next second, Miss Rita suddenly stood up and left the hall.

Zhang Dianyu released Rita's control, and the on-hook mode went online-as acting warden, Rita would of course walk back to the prison without hesitation, just like the on-hook warden.

Stark seemed to have more question marks.

In order to prevent Mr. Richest Man in New York from scratching himself into a bald head, Zhang Dianyu turned to him and said, "Since Mr. Stark is already awake, let's go now...Look at the construction site?"

Stark's hand froze, and a brown hair finally fell, swirling slowly towards the ground.

"In fact," he said decisively, "we need to wait for a friend, he may still be on the plane-while this time, we can just go and have a breakfast."

Zhang Dianyu agreed, and he had just changed the subject.

After having breakfast, a Kunlun fighter from SHIELD stopped on the tarmac in the middle of the park, and Zhang Dianyu, who held a coffee cup on the roof terrace with Stark, looked slowly out of it with a solemn expression but Wearing a Stars and Stripes tights, he slowly put the mug on the table in front of him to avoid spilling the coffee inside.

"This..." He looked at Stark hesitantly.

Stark also looked a little surprised.

"I didn't expect the captain to come over in a suit..."

He simply flickered that the captain said that there is a mission that is critical to the development of the prison today, hoping that he could come over and do some help-think carefully, it seems that it is not the captain's problem.

Stark took a sip of coffee as a cover.

After the captain stepped off the plane, he quickly saw two people looking at this side on the terrace in the distance, and nodded solemnly in this direction.

Zhang Dianyu and Stark: "..."

Out of the desire to clear the relationship, until the Stark's car was parked in front of a house at a distance from other buildings on the edge of the town, the captain had not yet figured out what they were doing.

In fact, it's not far from the prison, so time is not enough for Captain America to start his doubts.

The man in the Stars and Stripes tights glanced out the window after parking.

It was a very broken house, and Stark’s description of “overwhelmed by the flood” was quite vivid-it looked like it was ruined as if it had been soaked in by the flood for some time, and the walls were crumpled. , The cracks were filled with silt.

"Is the target in that house?" said the captain, tightening the shield on his arm.

Stark and Zhang Dianyu glanced at each other, both were a little silent.

The captain pushed the door open: "Tony, it's still the same. I'm attacking from the front door. You observe the surroundings. Mr. Warden, please wait in the car first. Don't enter non-combatants—"

Before he had finished speaking, he saw the warden coming from the trunk, carrying a mop on his shoulder and a paint bucket in his hand.

team leader:"?"

"In fact, Steve..." Stark swallowed hard. "The target is not in the house, the target is the house."

Ten minutes later, the captain rolled up his sleeves happily and stood on the dining room table to paint the living room with blue wall paint.

Stark and Zhang Dianyu looked at each other.

"Oh, I like this job." The captain stepped back two steps and looked at the whole sky blue wall with emotion, "I also like this color."

When Zhang Dianyu hammered the wall in the middle of the two rooms according to the customer's request, and moved it two meters to the north side to re-lay it, when he returned to the living room, he found that the captain was already affixing the tiles, and discussed with Stark. In the Avengers Building, we will also develop some free time to jointly brush the wall to enhance the cohesion of the team.

Stark rolled his eyes: "If you dare to paint the conference hall sky blue, we're all over, Steve."

Zhang Dianyu also suffocated.

"Mr. Warden," the captain saw Zhang Dianyu who walked in, the tone was quite pleasant, "It looks like it took you a lot of time to smash the wall."

Indeed, Zhang Dianyu's arm is still sour.

Peter now has an undercover mission and can’t come out to help him with a sledgehammer, this matter is for him

, And saw the warden coming from the trunk, carrying a mop on his shoulder, and a paint bucket in his hand.

team leader:"?"

"In fact, Steve..." Stark swallowed hard. "The target is not in the house, the target is the house."

Ten minutes later, the captain rolled up his sleeves happily and stood on the dining room table to paint the living room with blue wall paint.

Stark and Zhang Dianyu looked at each other.

"Oh, I like this job." The captain stepped back two steps and looked at the whole sky blue wall with emotion, "I also like this color."

When Zhang Dianyu hammered the wall in the middle of the two rooms according to the customer's request, and moved it two meters to the north side to re-lay it, when he returned to the living room, he found that the captain was already affixing the tiles, and discussed with Stark. In the Avengers Building, we will also develop some free time to jointly brush the wall to enhance the cohesion of the team.

Stark rolled his eyes: "If you dare to paint the conference hall sky blue, we're all over, Steve."

Zhang Dianyu also suffocated.

"Mr. Warden," the captain saw Zhang Dianyu who walked in, the tone was quite pleasant, "It looks like it took you a lot of time to smash the wall."

Indeed, Zhang Dianyu's arm is still sour.

Peter now has an undercover mission and can't come out to help him with a sledgehammer. This matter is not very simple for him.

"'Non-combatant', huh?" Zhang Dianyu repeated the captain's words, shrugged his shoulders, sat down and thumped his sore arm, and replied casually, "It is not my specialty to smash the wall, it is the wall. "

The captain thought for a while: "It's nothing. I know someone must be good at this."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

Wait — isn't it the one he thinks about?

Stark next to him was also dumbfounded.

He thought that he was just going to relax with the warden, and by the way, he had the principle of having to drag himself into the water, and the captain was also pitted.-Suddenly this would become a team building activity of the Avengers?

But the captain is obviously not a wordless person.

The next day, Stark parked his car in front of a small overgrown yard. In front of him was a two-story hut. On the broken roof of the roof was a burly man with long blond hair hanging to his shoulders.

Stark: "..."

Zhang Dianyu on the first officer: "..."

Although he refused foreign aid, he always felt that he was overkill.

Seeing their car, Raytheon jumped from the roof and landed heavily on the ground, looking over the open car window with his face turned sideways: "My friend, it looks right here, is this house to be smashed?" ?"

When he finished, he suddenly raised the Quake, the sky changed suddenly, and the lightning gathered between the gray clouds and crackled.

Zhang Dianyu was dumbfounded.

He will only have to do the work of the wall when this hammer goes down?

The captain opened the car door and shouted into the courtyard: "Sol, it's not the whole house that's going to smash."

Thunder God withdrew his hammer sharply, the sky suddenly clouded, and the blue color was restored, and several white clouds floated weakly on it.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

After introducing which walls need to be smashed, the blonde **** nodded happily: "It turned out to be your party of the atrium-we are different, we will hold a banquet in Odin's palace and drink it up A bucket of mead."

Both Stark and Zhang Dianyu were a little tentative.

Facts have proved that Thor is not as stupid as he looks. He can smash the entire wall completely with a hammer, and even extend the power to the edge of the border, but it does not destroy the adjacent wall.

I have to say that the "good at" said by the captain is indeed not false.

Compared to Thor, which hammered a wall, several other people worked at a slower pace than a turtle.

"It's really interesting, but it's not enough to kill time." Raytheon said with regret while looking at the wall.

"..." If it is not a skill that can automatically correct the location of the brickwork, Zhang Dianyu's wall may be crooked.

With the help of the three Avengers, Zhang Dianyu successfully completed two orders that day, and all received the subsidy before dusk after get off work.

After thinking for a while, he decided to invite three of them to eat a barbecue.

The Avengers were obviously not so busy. After two days of leisure time, the captain also said that he had received the task and that he planned to return to the Trident headquarters that night.

And Thor is obviously impossible to stay here to play this little game that is not enough to kill time.

Zhang Dianyu didn't keep it—to be honest, in this series of things xs63, he saw the warden came over from the trunk, carrying a mop on his shoulder and a paint bucket in his hand.

team leader:"?"

"In fact, Steve..." Stark swallowed hard. "The target is not in the house, the target is the house."

Ten minutes later, the captain rolled up his sleeves happily and stood on the dining room table to paint the living room with blue wall paint.

Stark and Zhang Dianyu looked at each other.

"Oh, I like this job." The captain stepped back two steps and looked at the whole sky blue wall with emotion, "I also like this color."

When Zhang Dianyu hammered the wall in the middle of the two rooms according to the customer's request, and moved it two meters to the north side to re-lay it, when he returned to the living room, he found that the captain was already affixing the tiles, and discussed with Stark. In the Avengers Building, we will also develop some free time to jointly brush the wall to enhance the cohesion of the team.

Stark rolled his eyes: "If you dare to paint the conference hall sky blue, we're all over, Steve."

Zhang Dianyu also suffocated.

"Mr. Warden," the captain saw Zhang Dianyu who walked in, the tone was quite pleasant, "It looks like it took you a lot of time to smash the wall."

Indeed, Zhang Dianyu's arm is still sour.

Peter now has an undercover mission and can't come out to help him with a sledgehammer. This matter is not very simple for him.

"'Non-combatant', huh?" Zhang Dianyu repeated the captain's words, shrugged his shoulders, sat down and thumped his sore arm, and replied casually, "It is not my specialty to smash the wall, it is the wall. "

The captain thought for a while: "It's nothing. I know someone must be good at this."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

Wait — isn't it the one he thinks about?

Stark next to him was also dumbfounded.

He thought he was just going to relax with the warden, and by the way, he had to drag the person into the water, and the captain was also pitted in.-Suddenly this will become a team building activity of the Avengers?

But the captain is obviously not a wordless person.

The next day, Stark parked his car in front of a small overgrown yard. In front of him was a two-story hut. On the broken roof of the roof was a burly man with long blond hair hanging to his shoulders.

Stark: "..."

Zhang Dianyu on the first officer: "..."

Although he refused foreign aid, he always felt that he was overkill.

Seeing their car, Raytheon jumped from the roof and landed heavily on the ground, looking over the open car window with his face turned sideways: "My friend, it looks right here, is this house to be smashed?" ?"

When he finished, he suddenly raised the Quake, the sky changed suddenly, and the lightning gathered between the gray clouds and crackled.

Zhang Dianyu was dumbfounded.

He will only have to do the work of the wall when this hammer goes down?

The captain opened the car door and shouted into the courtyard: "Sol, it's not the whole house that's going to smash."

Thunder God withdrew his hammer sharply, the sky suddenly clouded, and the blue color was restored, and several white clouds floated weakly on it.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

After introducing which walls need to be smashed, the blonde **** nodded happily: "It turned out to be your party of the atrium-we are different, we will hold a banquet in Odin's palace and drink it up A bucket of mead."

Both Stark and Zhang Dianyu were a little tentative.

Facts have proved that Thor is not as stupid as he looks. He can smash the entire wall completely with a hammer, and even extend the power to the edge of the border, but it does not destroy the adjacent wall.

I have to say that the "good at" said by the captain is indeed not false.

Compared to Thor, which hammered a wall, several other people worked at a slower pace than a turtle.

"It's really interesting, but it's not enough to kill time." Raytheon said with regret while looking at the wall.

"..." If it is not a skill that can automatically correct the location of the brickwork, Zhang Dianyu's wall may be crooked.

With the help of the three Avengers, Zhang Dianyu successfully completed two orders that day, and all received the subsidy before dusk after get off work.

After thinking for a while, he decided to invite three of them to eat a barbecue.

The Avengers were obviously not so busy. After two days of leisure time, the captain also said that he had received the task and that he planned to return to the Trident headquarters that night.

And Thor is obviously impossible to stay here to play this little game that is not enough to kill time.

Zhang Dianyu didn't keep it either-to be honest, this series of things

Nodded happily: "It turned out to be your party of the atrium-we are different, we will hold a banquet in Odin's palace and drink a bucket full of mead."

Both Stark and Zhang Dianyu were a little tentative.

Facts have proved that Thor is not as stupid as he looks. He can smash the entire wall completely with a hammer, and even extend the power to the edge of the border, but it does not destroy the adjacent wall.

I have to say that the "good at" said by the captain is indeed not false.

Compared to Thor, which hammered a wall, several other people worked at a slower pace than a turtle.

"It's really interesting, but it's not enough to kill time." Raytheon said with regret while looking at the wall.

"..." If it is not a skill that can automatically correct the location of the brickwork, Zhang Dianyu's wall may be crooked.

With the help of the three Avengers, Zhang Dianyu successfully completed two orders that day, and all received the subsidy before dusk after get off work.

After thinking for a while, he decided to invite three of them to eat a barbecue.

The Avengers were obviously not so busy. After two days of leisure time, the captain also said that he had received the task and that he planned to return to the Trident headquarters that night.

And Thor is obviously impossible to stay here to play this little game that is not enough to kill time.

Zhang Dianyu didn't keep it—to be honest, this series of things surprised him a little. The financial loopholes in the prison have been filled by these two-day orders, and government subsidies this month are about to arrive.

He did not intend to expect the Avengers to help him move bricks here every day-even Stark, he only made a temporary intention, and more did not want to identify his mental problems.

——And the financial situation of the prison can not be delayed for too long.

After having used dinner, the two Avengers made their resignations, and Stark was going to take him back to the industrial park near the prison.

There was no one talking in the car, Zhang Dianyu thought about wanting to thank him, and hoped to be able to confuse his mental illness and go back to the prison to do something serious. And Stark said nothing, as if he had something to worry about.

"Mr. Warden..."

"Mr. Stark--"

However, when he finally spoke, the other party also suddenly spoke, making him a little caught off guard.

Zhang Dianyu wanted to hear what Stark was going to say, and then shut his mouth.

"Mr. Warden, about that child... I have some questions." Stark said suddenly.

Zhang Dianyu finally understood it-is it the paternity test report of the bill? Although Stark followed him out to move bricks these days, the paternity test between the bill and the bill did not need to be delayed too long. He handed the DNA samples of the two to the driver Hapi Hogan to the house. Appraisal agency recommended by Strange.

Zhang Dianyu hesitated and asked: "Is he really...?"

Stark took a deep breath: "If there is no accident, he is my accident-although we don't look very similar..." He rubbed his hair and sighed deeply, "This is just A meaningless complaint. Forget it. Mr. Warden, I am also very grateful for your care for him during this time. I can handle the matter about this child later."

"I think things may not be that simple..." Zhang Dianyu said.

It is impossible for the bill to follow Stark back to elementary school.

"No, I've missed him for twelve years-although I haven't figured out how this happened." Stark looked at the front as if he was concentrating on the road, "The Rita Miss, can I hear stories about her?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The pot turned back to his head.

What can he say, let Stark ask the bill himself?

"I know you must have known that Rita long ago." Stark's voice came from the side. "Maybe I look like a drunk who will forget what I did, Mr. Warden-but if I Make sure I am not, will you believe it?"

Zhang Dianyu stared out the window, racking his brain expressionlessly.

"I don't remember her, I don't remember at all." Stark's face reflected in the car window. xs63 nodded happily: "It turned out to be your party of the atrium-we are different, we will hold a banquet in Odin's palace and drink a bucket full of mead."

Both Stark and Zhang Dianyu were a little tentative.

Facts have proved that Thor is not as stupid as he looks. He can smash the entire wall completely with a hammer, and even extend the power to the edge of the border, but it does not destroy the adjacent wall.

I have to say that the "good at" said by the captain is indeed not false.

Compared to Thor, which hammered a wall, several other people worked at a slower pace than a turtle.

"It's really interesting, but it's not enough to kill time." Raytheon said with regret while looking at the wall.

"..." If it is not a skill that can automatically correct the location of the brickwork, Zhang Dianyu's wall may be crooked.

With the help of the three Avengers, Zhang Dianyu successfully completed two orders that day, and all received the subsidy before dusk after get off work.

After thinking for a while, he decided to invite three of them to eat a barbecue.

The Avengers were obviously not so busy. After two days of leisure time, the captain also said that he had received the task and that he planned to return to the Trident headquarters that night.

And Thor is obviously impossible to stay here to play this little game that is not enough to kill time.

Zhang Dianyu didn't keep it—to be honest, this series of things surprised him a little. The financial loopholes in the prison have been filled by these two-day orders, and government subsidies this month are about to arrive.

He did not intend to expect the Avengers to help him move bricks here every day-even Stark, he only made a temporary intention, and more did not want to identify his mental problems.

——And the financial situation of the prison can not be delayed for too long.

After having used dinner, the two Avengers made their resignations, and Stark was going to take him back to the industrial park near the prison.

There was no one talking in the car, Zhang Dianyu thought about wanting to thank him, and hoped to be able to confuse his mental illness and go back to the prison to do something serious. And Stark said nothing, as if he had something to worry about.

"Mr. Warden..."

"Mr. Stark--"

However, when he finally spoke, the other party also suddenly spoke, making him a little caught off guard.

Zhang Dianyu wanted to hear what Stark was going to say, and then shut his mouth.

"Mr. Warden, about that child... I have some questions." Stark said suddenly.

Zhang Dianyu finally understood it-is it the paternity test report of the bill? Although Stark followed him out to move bricks these days, the paternity test between the bill and the bill did not need to be delayed too long. He handed the DNA samples of the two to the driver Hapi Hogan to the house. Appraisal agency recommended by Strange.

Zhang Dianyu hesitated and asked: "Is he really...?"

Stark took a deep breath: "If there is no accident, he is my accident-although we don't look very similar..." He rubbed his hair and sighed deeply, "This is just A meaningless complaint. Forget it. Mr. Warden, I am also very grateful for your care for him during this time. I can handle the matter about this child later."

"I think things may not be that simple..." Zhang Dianyu said.

It is impossible for the bill to follow Stark back to elementary school.

"No, I have missed him for twelve years-although I haven't figured out how this happened." Stark looked ahead, as if he was concentrating on the road, "The Rita Miss, can I hear stories about her?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

The pot turned back to his head.

What can he say, let Stark ask the bill himself?

"I know you must have known that Rita long ago." Stark's voice came from the side. "Maybe I look like a drunk who will forget what I did, Mr. Warden-but if I Make sure I am not, will you believe it?"

Zhang Dianyu stared out the window, racking his brain expressionlessly.

"I don't remember her, I don't remember at all." Stark's face reflected in the car window.