"That's pretty much it. By the way, how is the matter with Sol that I told you about?" Ye Qingyang heard that Hawkeye would come in person and knew that the one-eyed dragon had given him enough face.
"Still observing in secret, but I don't see any shadow of the God of Thunder in him. At best, he is just a relatively strong ordinary person." The one-eyed dragon thought of Natasha's report to him.
"He hasn't become the God of Thunder because he hasn't met the person who gave him three moles yet," Ye Qingyang said with a smile.
"Three moles?" Nick Fury scratched his bald head
"I don't study well, don't lie to me."
"Don't worry, Thor's coming to the earth is just an experience given to him by Odin. It's for gold plating. As the saying goes, it's just temporary training. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Absolutely." One-Eyed Dragon is also a seasoned official, so he naturally understands what it means to take a temporary job for training.
"So, let's accompany the prince to study well. We should not only let him taste the pain of losing his divine power, but also let him feel the care and warmth of the earth's big family, and leave a good impression on him. In the future, the earth will have It's difficult, but it's better to find someone to help." Ye Qingyang glanced at the three people who were still kowtowing and said.
"I won't arrange the specific work with you. You can figure it out by yourself. Bye."
Ye Qingyang hung up the phone and began to comfort the little beauty beside him.
"My eldest niece, are you tired from studying? How are you getting along with your classmates? Have you adapted to life in the United States?"
Annie's face was red with embarrassment. This bad uncle, holding her little hand in front of so many people, asked them how to answer!
"My eldest niece, you have to keep your eyes open when you find a boyfriend in the future. Can you like this kind of guy?" Ye Qingyang looked at Davis who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.
"No way, he's not my boyfriend. I'm just a classmate with him. It's just that he got two tickets to the ballet theater today, so he agreed to go out with him. Who knew he was such a person."
Annie was afraid that Ye Qingyang would misunderstand, so she quickly explained.
In fact, Davis is a good-looking man with a well-off family background. Both his parents are government employees and he is also a famous figure in school. Such a boy who pursues a girl who has just come to the United States from a remote war zone is usually easy to get.
It's just that Davis was unlucky and met the Brooklyn Three Tigers.
"Huhuhu—"
There was a sound of propellers, and Ye Qingyang looked up and saw a strong figure sliding down from the helicopter, like an agile cheetah.
"tread-"
The person jumped off the rope and came straight to Ye Qingyang.
Hawkeye—Clint Barton!
"Mr. Tony, Director Fury arranged for me to bring a few people." Barton's face was expressionless, and his square face was particularly resolute.
"It's the ones kneeling. I hope I won't see them in New York again."
If it was a beautiful woman, Ye Qingyang wouldn't mind having an in-depth exchange with her, but facing the straight man like Hawkeye, Ye Qingyang had no interest at all.
"Okay, Mr. Tony, I will report to Director Fury."
Patton waved to the team.
"Close the team!"
The time from arrival at Eagle Eye to departure was no more than ten minutes.
Ye Qingyang only had one word for him - clean and tidy.
It would be great if I could trade Happy with him.
"Uncle, can you please not tell my father what happened tonight?"
Annie said softly, her fingers still pulling the corner of Ye Qingyang's clothes.
The two of them were walking on the streets of Brooklyn at night. It was only 9 p.m., but there were very few pedestrians on the street. It seemed that the American people were not so bohemian in their love of freedom.
They hailed a taxi and both squeezed into the back seat.
Annie is young and beautiful, while Ye Qingyang is mature and steady.
The driver was a black driver.
"Hey, are you a father and daughter? It's not safe to walk on the streets of Brooklyn so late at night."
Ye Qingyang's face darkened.
What do you, a black man, look like
The night has given you black eyes to look for the light, not to be blind!
Are you that old
Father and daughter
Annie laughed out loud and patted Ye Qingyang's thigh comfortingly.
When you get up close to Annie, you can feel the youthful atmosphere even more.
The simple ponytail is raised high, revealing a full and smooth forehead and a long neck. The beautiful curves extend to the collarbone, forming two ponds that can raise small goldfish.
The deep eyes unique to foreigners are filled with two blue lakes, bottomless yet crystal clear.
He is tall and slender, with a pair of long legs wrapped in tight jeans that cannot be stretched out in the narrow back seat of a taxi.
The upper part of her body was covered with a short shirt that covered her breasts, revealing her smooth, tender, and flat lower abdomen. From Ye Qingyang's peripheral vision, there was not a trace of fat on her lower abdomen even when she was sitting.
Ye Qingyang couldn't help but sigh that girls who practice dancing have great figures, and almost every part of their body is made tight.
Ye Qingyang suddenly felt that his midnight snack was found.
“Isn’t Ethan worried about you going back so late?”
Ye Qingyang turned his head and looked at Annie's undulating profile, especially her tall nose, which was full of exotic charm.
"No, dad has to work overtime until late every day. There are only two people at home, my mother and my brother." Annie sat next to Ye Qingyang, sniffing the faint smell of tobacco mixed with the good smell coming from him. The smell of perfume makes me feel at ease inexplicably.
The story of a hero saving a beauty will never go out of style.
"So are you still adaptable to your current school? Is there any school bullying or anything like that?"
In his previous life, Ye Qingyang watched the news and always saw news about local aborigines bullying foreign transfer students, especially among girls.
Sometimes Ye Qingyang always thinks, life is not easy, why should women make things difficult for women.
Annie smiled
"Fortunately, there will inevitably be bumps between classmates, not to mention that there are many small groups among college girls. As long as you are not particularly maverick, no one will usually mess with you. And this time, uncle, you arranged it I came in before my classmates could even envy me. How dare anyone mess with me?"
While talking, Annie's lips opened and closed, and her plump lips were like jelly, which made Ye Qingyang couldn't help but want to taste it to see if it tasted like Xu Fuji or Xizhilang.
"What's wrong, is there something dirty on my face?"
Annie saw Ye Qingyang staring at her face intently, thinking that he had been contaminated by some disgusting liquid when he was pushed by the black uncle.
"I was just thinking about a question, are all the girls who practice dancing so beautiful?"