Splash! Miao Mu leaped out of the water, and the spray on his body instantly turned into icicles.
White frost formed across his face, making his teeth chatter from the cold.
"What are you looking at?! Light... light a fire!"
Miao Mu shouted in a trembling voice. Captain America, Steve, whom he had forcibly dragged out, had already turned into a block of ice.
"Move aside! Wait... put on some clothes!"
Tony Stark hurriedly tossed the cold-weather gear on the ground to Miao Mu, then plugged a portable power connector into himself to provide energy.
In just a few moments, white steam rose from Miao Mu's body. All the ice melted, and his body temperature gradually returned to normal.
"Stop, stop, stop. How are we getting back?" Miao Mu rubbed the water off himself, draped the cold-weather gear over his shoulders, and put it on.
Tony Stark glanced at Captain America inside the ice. That iconic uniform really made him look like one of those action figures from a street-side shop.
"I've already arranged a S.H.I.E.L.D. Quinjet, but I must be insane to be doing something like this with you."
Tony Stark could not help laughing. Miao Mu finished putting on the cold-weather gear and hoisted Captain America onto his shoulder.
"You won't be insane for much longer, because someone is far crazier than we are. Oh, and you'd better prepare some thawing equipment."
Tony Stark flew straight into the air, hovering with the jet engines beneath his feet. He folded his arms and said confidently:
"Do not question me."
"Then let's go, Deathstroke..."
A Quinjet had already powered up its engines and was ready to take off at any moment. Deathstroke sat in the cockpit, inspecting the aircraft's weapons bay. He quite liked the jet.
Inside a S.H.I.E.L.D.