Chapter 20: Brother, save me! Pepper Potts's worries!
Chapter 20: Brother, save me! Pepper Potts's worries!
"Not interested."
Horn didn't even turn his head, still repeating those three words.
"You bastard Hornstark! How dare you play me?"
At this moment, Natasha understood his meaning and pounced like a ferocious tigress, yelling, "I'll bite you to death!"
"Hmm!"
Horn felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his mouth was gagged.
"Ah, I suddenly feel a bit tired. I'm going to take a nap. Rod, remember to wake me up when we're almost there."
Tony Stark wisely stood up, yawned, and walked towards the cabin compartment.
"I suddenly remembered that there was something I hadn't communicated with the wingman pilot who was escorting us."
Rhodes took out a walkie-talkie, quickly caught up with Tony, and left the cabin with him.
In the blink of an eye, only Horn and Natasha remained in the huge cabin.
"Let me make this clear first, this time even if you beg for mercy or call me 'daddy,' it won't work!"
As Horn spoke, he suddenly flipped over like a lion and took the initiative.
"Only dogs beg for mercy!"
Natasha refused to back down, and her words were anything but soft.
……
California military airfield.
hum-
With a deafening roar from its engines, the transport plane slowly descended.
Before the plane had even come to a complete stop, through the window, one could already see Pepper Potts, accompanied by Happy, leading the medical team, who were already waiting.
"Horn, do you think my hair is a mess?"
Tony held a small mirror and used his fingertips to comb through the stray hairs on his forehead. There was an unusual hint of tension on his face.
"Don't worry, this is a military airport; reporters can't get in."
Rod walked up to him with a smile and patted him on the shoulder.
Tony was still not satisfied, so he straightened his collar in front of the mirror before nodding in satisfaction.
"My brother is still incredibly handsome, but compared to me, he's still a tiny bit lacking."
Horn, who had changed into a clean set of clothes, looked him up and down, then smiled and gave him a thumbs up.
"Of course, my brother is the most handsome."
Tony did not refute this point and nodded in agreement.
"Let's go, don't keep Pepper waiting."
Rhodes, who was standing to the side, called out and opened the transport plane's cabin door.
"Tony..."
The moment that familiar figure appeared, Pepper Potts' already reddened eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Upon seeing this, the waiting medical team immediately pushed the stretcher forward, but before they could get close...
"There's no need. Let them go back."
Tony waved his hand to stop him. He had already had all the necessary tests done in the past three days, and there was nothing wrong with him. Besides, he had important things to do, so how could he continue to waste time on this?
He walked up to Pepper, looked at her reddened eyes, and smiled.
"What? Worried about your boss?"
"These are tears of joy; I don't want to have to find a job again."
Pepper shook her head, finally relieved to see him return safely; the worry on her face was completely replaced by joy.
For the past two months, she has barely had a good night's sleep, and is always waking up from nightmares.
It wasn't until three days ago, when I learned that Tony had been safely rescued, that I finally felt relieved.
But when she heard that Tony had been rescued by Horn, her heart skipped a beat again; she could hardly believe her ears.
Didn't Horn just get home?
Moreover, how could a student who had just entered university and had been kidnapped have the courage to go to such a dangerous place to rescue Tony?
When did he leave? How come she didn't know anything about it?
Countless questions filled her mind, causing her to worry about Horn once again.
Fortunately, through the message sent back by Rhodes, she learned that Horn was also unharmed, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, she was still terrified by the fluctuating news.
With that thought, Pepper walked past Tony with a dark expression and headed straight for Horn, who had just stepped out of the cabin, in her high heels.
Horn jolted, realizing the gravity of the situation, and hurriedly hid behind Tony, crying, "Brother, save me!"
"You actually let Happy cover for you! Do you know how worried I was after I got the news?"
"Do you know how I'm supposed to face Tony if something happens?"
Pepper Potts rushed over and grabbed Horn, who was trying to slip past her, and whispered in his ear, questioning him loudly.
"Sister Pepper, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again!"
Horn shrank back and hurriedly begged for mercy, not daring to breathe loudly throughout the entire process.
His eyes instinctively glanced at Happy, who was standing next to the car, but Happy immediately turned his face away, whistling and looking elsewhere, as if it were none of his business.
"You're lucky you admitted your mistake quickly! I'll let you off this time, but if you dare to act recklessly again, hmph... it won't be so easy!"
Pepper loosened his clothes, circled him, and only felt relieved after confirming that he was truly unharmed.
"It's getting late, let's get in the car."
Tony seized the opportunity to interrupt her.
"call--"
Seeing that he had finally passed this hurdle, Horn breathed a sigh of relief, secretly gave Tony a thumbs-up behind his back, and prepared to get into the car.
"Hogan, take us to the hospital and get them a full checkup."
Pepperpotz's words stopped him from doing so.
"I'm very healthy, I really don't need it."
Tony refused without even thinking.
"No need? Tony! You have to check!"
Pepper frowned, her attitude hardening.
"I said no, and that's final!"
"I've been locked up for almost three months, and now I only want to do two things: eat a cheeseburger and..."
Tony's attitude was equally firm.
No, you don't want to.
Pepper paused for a moment, as if she had thought of something, her face flushed slightly, and she interrupted him directly.
"It's not what you think! I'm going to hold a press conference!"
Tony emphasized his words.
"You guys go first, I'll ride in my friend's car."
Seeing the two arguing, Horn decisively abandoned the idea of riding together, greeted Happy, and turned to Natasha, who had just disembarked from the transport plane. "Beautiful lady, mind if I hitch a ride?"
"Haven't had enough imported wine? Want to have another one in the car?"
Natasha's lips curled slightly upwards as she looked him over with a half-smile.
"If you can handle it, I have no objection."
Horn responded with a smile.
"I'd rather not, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
Natasha lightly tapped his chest with her fingertip and walked straight towards the black SUV parked not far away.
"You? Who was begging for mercy on the plane just now? By the way, this time it was recorded, so don't try to deny it."
Horn quickly followed.
"Oh my, you're so smart, little Horn! But didn't you know that voices can be synthesized?"
A hint of a smile flashed in Natasha's eyes.
"In that case, let's have another fight!"
Horn raised an eyebrow, got into her car, and they left the airport together.
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