Before this, when Loki suddenly vanished and Heisenberg immediately gave chase...
Tony, sitting in the passenger seat of the Aston Martin, instantly looked at Black Widow with sympathy.
"Your boss ran off!"
"Shut up!" Natasha cursed irritably.
"I said your boss ran off. You've been abandoned, and our plan is useless!"
Tony continued, holding back a laugh.
"If I were you, I'd hurry back to S.H.I.E.L.D. Whether they catch you or you turn yourself in, nothing will happen to you."
"I told you to shut up!!!"
Natasha smashed the butt of her gun into Tony's face, instantly knocking two streams of blood from the nose Tony considered incomparably handsome.
Tony shut his eyes in pain, tears flowing uncontrollably down his face.
But before he could recover from the pain, he felt a shoe viciously kick him in the stomach.
"Ugh... fuck!"
Tony cried out in pain, then was kicked straight out the car door.
Fortunately, the car was only parked by the roadside, so Tony got back up after rolling twice.
"Bleurgh...!"
He started vomiting. Natasha's kick had truly made him sick to his stomach.
As he vomited, Tony struggled to look at Natasha in the car. Her eyes were pitch-black as she raised a middle finger high at him.
"Fuck you, Tony Stark. I've wanted to say that for a long time!"
Natasha cursed disdainfully, then stomped on the gas. The Aston Martin roared away into the distance.
Watching the car exhaust fade away, Tony smiled knowingly. That damned female agent might have looked especially vicious, but she had not truly gone on a killing spree.
Otherwise, why would she have let him go so easily?
And as for himself...
After vomiting, Tony stood where he was and frowned in thought.
He suddenly realized something.
Saving people did not