Tony was very uncalm this time. Apparently what Pepper said was right. He was probably under a lot of pressure.
This made Xia Zhiye feel a little guilty.
When the Caspian Camp was being built, the two of them were almost together day and night, but they didn't notice any problems with this kid.
If it had been discovered earlier, all this might have been rewritten.
"Fortunately, it's not too late now."
After making some arrangements, Xia Zhiye said goodbye to Natasha, stepped onto the teleportation array, and appeared at Tony's house the next second.
Tony, who was fiddling with his armor, was stunned when he saw Xia Zhiye: "Why are you here?"
"I'll help you protect your house." Xia Zhiye released the Eye of Horus into the air: "How are you feeling recently?"
"Not bad." Tony put down the screwdriver in his hand and shrugged at Xia Zhiye: "The world of winners in life, an old man like you will never understand."
"I think you might be about to have a mid-life crisis."
Xia Zhiye came to the wine cabinet and said, "Something happened, why didn't you tell me?"
"Have you seen the news?" Tony took the wine from Xia Zhiye and took a sip: "I can handle it myself."
"I never doubt your ability, but I doubt your endurance."
Xia Zhiye sighed softly: "Your eyes are full of bloodshot."
Tony quickly closed his eyes: "Maybe I've been staring at the computer for too long."
"Are you in such a hurry to cover it up?" Xia Zhiye said helplessly: "I lied to you. You take good care of your eyes."
"..." Tony opened his eyes and looked at Xia Zhiye: "What happened?"
"My niece's wife was very worried about you, so she came to me and told me that my eldest nephew especially respected and admired me, and regarded me as a guiding light in his life, illuminating all the paths ahead for him. And now, considering the haze you are facing, a guiding light like me must jump out quickly and clear all obstacles for you."
Summer night talks nonsense seriously.
"… "
Tony was stunned, then he sighed softly and put down the screwdriver: "Tell me the truth, how much of your own opinion did you put into this?"
"I heard all of it from Little Pepper." Xia Zhiye blinked.
"… Who would believe that?" Tony said speechlessly, "One or two sentences is possible, but only you can praise yourself so much."
"Why don't you trust me, nephew? As your uncle, am I..."
"... Can we talk properly?" Tony said helplessly: "Okay, I admit that I have been under a lot of psychological pressure recently."
"Recently?"
"The ones who are sure to go are after the Battle of New York."
Tony rubbed his nose and said, "Or rather, when you appeared in front of me with an alien in your hand and told me that sooner or later there would be a guy uglier than him coming to attack me, I was always a little uneasy. The Battle of New York finally happened, proving that the universe we live in is not as safe as we imagined. There are too many dangers in this world, and the Battle of New York is just the beginning."
When he said this, he snatched the bottle of wine from Xia Zhiye's hand.
Xia Zhiye was helpless: "Why did you bring a gun?"
Tony's face darkened: "This was originally mine. To be honest, I don't know what to do. We worked together during the Battle of New York, but in the end we still narrowly escaped death. I thought you were dead at the time, really... I blame myself."
"This is my own choice." Xia Zhiye said.
"That should have been something I had to deal with."
Tony said, "But you helped me face it. It feels good to be protected in battle, but I can't help thinking, if one day, in such a war scene, without your protection, what kind of state would I be in? If it was me instead of you who rushed out of the wormhole with the nuclear bomb, what kind of mentality would I have? Would I become brave or become more devastated? I hope I can become stronger to face stronger enemies, instead of letting you carry the nuclear bomb and die for me every time!"
Tony's tense expression turned a little sad after saying this: "I don't know what will happen to us when we face more terrible threats in the future... Perhaps sacrifice will be inevitable? At that time, if I become stronger, can I still save some of the tragedies that may happen?"
"Whenever I think of these things, I always feel anxious and can't sleep at night."
Tony said this while looking at Xia Zhiye: "I hope I can become like you..."
Just as he said this, the doorbell rang.
"Why is there someone ringing the doorbell?" Tony was stunned for a moment and took a look at the video next to him.
A woman was standing at the gate.
"Looks familiar," Tony said.
"A romantic debt from a certain night?"
"There are too many such things. You know the winners in life." Tony stood up and said, "But after I provoked the Mandarin, she came to my house. I hope this is a coincidence."
"Unfortunately, no."
Xia Zhiye glanced at the woman and frowned slightly.
At the same time, the cell phone rang. Xia Zhiye took it out and took a look. It was a message from Natasha.
"How many of the armors you have here are capable of fighting?"
Xia Zhiye glanced around and saw a lot of different kinds of armor. It was obvious that someone was busy making armor here when he couldn't sleep at night.
"All of them, oh, except for the latest prototype!"
Tony's answer was very straightforward.
Xia Zhiye nodded with satisfaction: "Put on a suit and get ready for battle."
"Is she really the Mandarin?"
Tony pointed at the woman who had already walked in the video and said, "She doesn't look the same as on TV! And most importantly, I actually slept with Mr. Man?"
"Your taste is too strong." Xia Zhiye said, "There are three helicopters flying towards your villa. Judging from their aggressive appearance, they probably want to blow this place up directly, right?"
"Tell me you're not kidding!"
Tony quickly got up and went to look for the armor.
"I seldom joke about this kind of thing."
As he spoke, he was already walking upstairs: "I'll go help you meet your ex-girlfriend."
"That's really not a good idea."
Tony looked away and began to look at the armors one by one, choosing which one to wear with some difficulty. (To be continued)