[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Gem Merchant

"Sorry Bruce, please take refuge in a safe place by yourself first."

Alphonse pushed his subject back, and Dr. Banner screamed in disbelief: "God, my heart is beating so hard right now, and now is the time I need you the most!"

"That thing holds my wares, real alchemy gems."

Alphonse pulled out his phone to wake Friday up: "Call Tony Stark!"

"You don't want that guy out now!"

Banner was shocked. "Where are you going? It's your job to take care of that big guy?"

"..."

Alphonse was silent for a while, and the phone number to Stark was still displayed on the dial: "Alchemy products cannot be leaked at will. Except for the target customers, if they are given to other ordinary people, I have the obligation to recycle them."

"But I'm also your job!"

Banner felt like he was going crazy: "You can't leave me here alone!"

The clerk in the jewelry store glanced at him and his expression became even more strange.

"Maybe you can do yoga first and wait for me!"

Alphonse turned around and left, leaving behind a bank card: "Buy three, two diamonds and one emerald, more than four carats, trust your 50.00% efforts!"

The alchemist was wrapped in a windbreaker and floated away, leaving Bruce Banner in place with a bank card in his hand.

Well, two diamonds and one emerald... He raised his head, and saw that all the shop assistants present were speechless, and the one in the lead said after deliberation: "Uh, maybe, your boyfriend... "

"He's not my boyfriend!"

Bruce yelled.

"Ok."

The clerk is kind and kind, and the one who leaves by himself in a dangerous moment is really not a boyfriend: "Your ex-boyfriend..."

"No! Forget it, oh..."

Bruce Banner slapped his forehead suddenly, feeling that if he continued to talk to this group of people, Hulk would almost come out.

In the cool night breeze of New York, Dr. Banner clasped his palms together and took a deep breath, performing a yoga pose.

Alphonse ran all the way after the traces of magic power. In any case, human beings could not escape the afterburner driven by nuclear power. He panted all the way to the open area and connected to the call with Tony Stark.

"I thought the unhappy Mr. Alchemist would not talk to me this week."

Stark's breathless voice came from the other end of the phone: "Should I say that it's an honor to receive your call?"

"Locate where I am, and if you're going to track down the big guy, take me with you, my gem is on there."

Alphonse said succinctly: "You shouldn't give someone else what I sold you."

"My mistake, sir, you know, I'm not very willing about this matter."

The golden-red battle suit fell from the sky, and a dive grabbed the alchemist and took it off the ground.

It is better not to tell Mr. Alchemist about the embarrassing thing about being robbed of the Ark reactor by his trusted partner and allowing him to almost die on the spot.

"Energy remaining 20.00% one."

The artificial intelligence reminded: "The remaining activity time is estimated to be 7 minutes."

"You heard that too, Al."

Stark in the battle suit even laughed out loud: "Do you have any advice from the experienced heroes?"

The phone in Alphonse's pocket rang again. Before he could make a sound, Stark reminded: "Correspondent Nick Fury, if you don't mind, I will answer this call for you."

"You pick it up, I can't spare my hand to take out my phone."

[Communication transfer successful]

The artificial intelligence in the suit reminded that before Fury, Stark spoke first: "Al is here with me, we are all chasing that guy, and it is estimated that the problem can be solved within 10 minutes. Ask later!"

Fury, who was full of questions and was stuck at the beginning: "..."

After speaking in one breath, Tony Stark turned off the communication.

"...I hope I won't be asked to explain to the Magic Association again."

Alphonse looked powerless: "I shouldn't have sold you gems."

"Don't say that, at least you kept the stock price of Stark Industries."

The golden-red battle suit set off an uproar: "It's only 6 minutes now, time is running out, Mr. Alchemist."

They landed on the top floor of the Stark Industries building.

The night wind blew the alchemist's clothes, and Tony Stark couldn't help but look away in the suit. If he hadn't witnessed those incredible gems with his own eyes, no one would believe it. Such a guy who is blown away by the wind will be a character who holds a strange power, and even SHIELD cannot be underestimated.

The blue-black steel battle suit was ready, and there was a familiar wave of magic power coming from the chest.

"Stark, you brought a bystander up?"

There was a sneer in the battle suit: "Do you think you can stop me by bringing a hostage in front? Or do you still think that I dare not kill in public?"

"gentlemen."

Alphonse pointed to the brand-new Ark reactor: "Mr. Stark added four gems I sold to that reactor. According to the agreement, all gems sold in Edfelt Gem Store are not allowed Donate them in any form, so I'm here to recycle them."

The other party responded with a hearty laugh, thinking that this person was probably crazy.

"Estimated remaining interaction time, 5 minutes."

The battle suit issued a reminder again.

The big guy on the opposite side let out a strange smile: "I thought how much preparation you had to make before you dared to come here Stark, but in the end you were also foolhardy sometimes. I have already planted bombs in the building, and when the time comes I will cut off all your party members, including yourself."

"Oh and you, innocent little gentleman. I don't know why you are here, but unfortunately, your life is over."

"I hate this kind of old-fashioned script...Mr. Stark, I think 5 minutes is enough for you to defuse all the bombs?"

Alphonse sighed and turned his head: "Anyway, you are familiar with your building, and bomb disposal is not my specialty."

"Al!"

Stark disagreed: "This guy's suit was copied according to my plan, you can't underestimate my ingenuity. It has at least hundreds of ways to kill an ordinary person, I mean..."

Oh, common man, look, that's the word again.There was a pause in Stark's voice, realizing that he himself had been described by that word.

Alphonse curled his lips: "So, Mr. Stark, it's better for each to do what they are good at."

The golden-red battle suit left the top floor without saying a word, dragging its long Huitail.The other suit, which was quite different in size, wanted to catch up, but was stopped by a young man who didn't even wear a decent body armor.

"I really don't know how much work Stark has spent on his equipment."

The young man fumbled around in his pocket, looking not nervous at all. He raised his palm and fired a round of bullets, but unexpectedly found that the bullet hit an invisible barrier, and was bounced off with sparks. up.

"Anyway, the memory will be erased in the end..."

The jeweler sighed, facing the unbelievable sight, he stretched out his hand, a small piece of flashing reflection lay on the palm of his hand: "Ruby is for repair and healing, spinel is for flow and adsorption, diamond..."

"—Generally speaking, it is used to open barriers and shields. After all, even your scientific side admits that this is the hardest material in nature."

The high-purity diamond was the last piece in stock, and it was not known whether Bruce had bought a new one.

The man shrugged, and stretched out a hand to the battle suit that had been withdrawn a few meters away.

"You shouldn't have taken our merchandise, sir."

Blue and green danced in those eyes, and Alphonse drew an arc into the air, one hand on the arm of the other, extending his index and middle fingers in an aiming gesture.

"Call red, blue, green."

The magic power gathered into a bunch, and then turned into a hail of bullets overflowing with brilliance, directly ignoring the plate armor of the battle suit and passing through it.

"Gandr."

The huge machine crashed to the ground.Alphonse stepped forward and struggled to pull up the shell, but he couldn't pull down the reactor even after a long time.

In the end, he could only wait where he was, and cast a sleeping spell on the man under the mask.

"Looks like you're doing well?"

A familiar voice appeared behind him, Tony Stark's face was bruised, and he was supported by Pepper and walked over: "Single-handedly fighting against the weapons produced by Stark Industries, I began to think that alchemist is a dangerous profession. "

In the night wind, he saw the blond jeweler turning his head, slightly curling the corners of his mouth, the blue and green in his eyes were overlapping, just like the phosphorescent fire moving around in the night, or the unpredictable aurora in the polar sky .