Selina leaned over the edge of the rooftop, sipping from the straw in the milk tea cup on the rooftop, her eyes still staring into the distance: "Don't we really need to stop them?"
Luke leaned beside her, also sizzling with his cup of milk tea: "If we don't fight, how will people know that the Avengers have split up?"
Selina hummed, turned her head and looked at him suspiciously: "You didn't give Tony the idea, did you?"
Luke shook his head: "No, it's just that I guess Tony and Steve might have had this idea."
Selina thought for a moment and said, "If we get back together, then we can just keep doing it as before. If we break up, then we can take the opportunity to split into two teams, the light team and the dark team?"
"Smart." Luke touched the back of her head with satisfaction. It was easy to touch at this height.
Selina shook his hand off in disdain: "Anyway, the normal missions don't require the entire team. Those who don't want to reveal their identities will only lose official convenience if they change their equipment to cover their faces during the mission."
Luke nodded in agreement and added, "It's not that convenient. At most, we won't shoot down the Avengers' transports or send troops to capture them."
Selina: "I remember Steve and the others should have enough points to buy fighter planes, right?"
Luke shrugged. "He's an old man who has no hobbies other than hitting sandbags and training new recruits. He also likes to run around with a shield. He has kept 80% of his points."
Selina: "So, if they all get together, they can buy a small air base?"
Luke: "The underwater base can actually afford it. The most it can't afford is the second-generation Lu fighter jets."
Selina: "So they don't seem to have anything to lose by leaving the Avengers?"
Luke: "It's a bit of a loss that I can't show my face in my daily life."
Selina looked confused: "What kind of loss is this?"
She just goes home to visit relatives and attends gatherings with her girlfriends and needs to use her face.
When carrying out missions with Luke, eating, shopping, and beating people, the Thousand Faces System is always on. It never reveals its true face. Just get used to it.
Luke: "Maybe... um, freedom?"
Selina scoffed, but her eyes, which had been looking in the direction of the airport, suddenly widened: "Wait, this person is... Peter?"
Luke was stunned and turned his head to look: "Where?"
Selina marked the target, and Luke found the figure outlined by the red line.
A guy in a red and blue tights was holding a DVD camera, hiding in the gap between a truck more than 20 meters behind Steve, looking like a voyeur.
As Luke focused his attention, he heard the guy adding live dubbing to the video: "See, Iron Man has stopped Captain America. They are talking. They are getting more and more angry. Oh, Mr. Iron Man asked me to get out..."
As he spoke, he attached the camera to a pillar with spider silk and jumped out.
Tony in the field finally couldn't bear it anymore and yelled, "Pyjama baby!"
A red and blue figure flew over Steve, a spider silk thread stuck to his shield, and a ball of spider silk locked his hands.
The red and blue figure pulled the shield back, grabbed it in his hand, rolled over and landed on one knee in a classic move, then raised his head. The white film on the eyes of the mask shrank, and he looked very serious.
The spider-web-like blue lines on the head and the blue spider mark on the chest are very eye-catching. Who else could it be but Peter, the good neighbor in New York.
Seeing such a clean and neat move, Tony couldn't help but praise: "Well done, kid."
Peter couldn't maintain his classic landing style and stood up a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, actually this landing action can be more like you. I'm just not used to this new uniform. Oh, I'm not saying that the uniform you provided is not good..."
Tony looked helpless: "There's no need to discuss this issue now."
Peter: “Okay.”
He immediately looked at Steve and saluted: "Hello, Captain! I'm your biggest fan, my name is Spider-Man..."
Steve looked at the silly boy who stole his shield, then looked at his own hands: Well, this guy is really an old friend.
Tony had to stop him again: "Okay, when you have time, you can talk to him slowly. He can even sign on your chest."
Peter: “Really?”
Although their couldn't see his expression beneath the mask, the middle-aged and elderly people present could imagine from his tone that a young man had a look of surprise on his face.
Tony: "... Really, but now, keep quiet and let's get down to business."
Peter: "Oh, no problem, I promise..."
Tony raised his hand and held it across his mouth.
Peter forcibly stopped the guarantee that was about to burst out, which was at least more than a hundred words, and made a zipper-like motion on his mouth.
Tony then looked at Steve and said, "I don't want you to tear the Avengers apart, so I tried my best to stop you..."
Steve: "When you were about to sign the Sokovia Accords, it was already split."
Tony looked disappointed. "That's enough. Hand over Barnes and come back with us. Otherwise, the special forces will come to arrest you, and they won't hold back."
Steve sighed inwardly: Is this the only way
Special forces are not a problem, but the key point is that they are official forces.
If Steve and his men rebel and refuse to be recruited, they will have no choice but to "go to Liangshan".
The Avengers being labeled as criminals is undoubtedly a mental blow to Steve's people.
He tilted his head, thinking rapidly in his mind.
Tony looked uneasy.
Deep down, he didn't want the Avengers, into which he had invested so much effort, to split up.
He hopes that his old comrade Steve will choose him this time, and he will try his best to protect the Avengers by other means.
This includes spending huge amounts of money to "purchase" some "logistical services" from big guys who sell everything.
Of course, the boss cannot deal with the officials of various countries, but dealing with the people sent by the officials to manage the Avengers is not a big problem.
But if Steve is unwilling to accept this "compromise" strategy, the Avengers will have to split up.
Yes, this is just a voluntary separation out of helplessness!
Otherwise, Tony could just take out his private spaceship that's comparable to a second-generation land-based fighter and blow Steve to pieces from dozens of kilometers away.
If it is a real enemy, it would be no problem to blow it into ashes hundreds of kilometers away.
The current confrontation and even battle is half true and half false.
We are all old friends who have fought together for many years, and no one would really be ruthless.
After a moment, Steve slowly shook his head: "I'm sorry, Bucky is not a murderer, and I will not accept the Sokovia Accords."
He raised his hand.
A black arrow arrived in an instant, and a tiny flash of lightning melted the spider silk on his hands.
At the same time, Peter, who was watching the show on the roof of the car, suddenly felt a huge force on his chin. He was knocked 180 degrees in the air and fell to the ground.
The shield in his hand was also grabbed by a rapidly expanding figure and thrown to Steve: "Your shield, Captain."
Rhode's face turned twice as dark as before: "Falco, it's this guy."