Around eleven-thirty in the morning.
Under Gwen's gaze, Hawk slowly ascended into the air, then with a graceful turn, transformed into a streak of golden light heading towards Flint Monastery on the Texas border.
Ten minutes later.
Two unremarkable electric maintenance vans drove onto Palm Street.
A black Chevrolet SUV parked in front of No. 521A, and Sharon, dressed in a high-quality black long coat paired with a khaki cashmere scarf, got out of the Chevrolet and knocked on the door.
Gwen opened the door and gave Sharon a hug.
"Has he left?"
"Yeah."
"Don't worry."
After entering the house with Gwen, Sharon smiled and said, "Since Hawk's debut, he has never lost. Didn't Thor say last month that he was no longer a match for Hawk?"
Gwen smiled at these words.
Indeed.
Since Hawk's debut in the New York battle, he faced the Quantico Military Base, Hulk, Wakanda, Dark Elves, Mephisto...
Undefeated.
The worst was the battle against Hulk, yet even then Hawk was only weakened and never fainted.
And there was Thor's assessment when he returned to New York City last month.
So—
Gwen put away her worried expression and said with a smile, "Your reassurance is very effective."
Sharon smiled slightly, "It's not that my reassurance is effective, but that you also believe Hawk won't lose. Otherwise, no matter how much I say, you'd still worry, wouldn't you?"
Gwen pursed her lips, looked at Sharon, thought for a moment, then nodded.
"That's true, I believe in Hawk."
"That's right, have you eaten?"
"Just did."
"So quickly."
"Yeah."
Gwen shrugged, "I originally wanted to wait for Hawk to come back from Texas and eat together, but Hawk insisted the meaning was bad, just like in movies, waiting to come back for marriage means you won't return, so he wanted to eat before leaving."
Sharon listened to Gwen's explanation and also thought of such classic 'wait for me to return' movie scenes, nodding her head.
"Indeed, waiting to do something after returning has a bad connotation."
"Have you eaten?"
"No."
Sharon told the truth, "I was thinking if you hadn't eaten, we could go out together, maybe shop a little since the satellite images aren't up so quickly."
Gwen frowned.
"Not up so soon?"
"It's expected to be online in an hour."
Sharon replied and then curiously asked, "Wasn't it supposed to be November 11th? It's only the 7th now, there's four more days, why did Hawk go over so early?"
Gwen shook her head, "Didn't say, but going early is good too, just in case there are traps. Besides, waiting at ease is better than a long-distance raid."
There were no secrets between Hawk and her.
So after Hawk revealed the destination of this mission, Gwen looked up information about Flint Monastery online.
This Flint Monastery has been around for countless years, first appearing during the major development period of Texas.
At that time, ascetics found this place, revised Flint Monastery a bit, and then began their ascetic practices here.
But because it was located in the desert, surrounded by deserted areas, it was thoroughly abandoned after Texas's major development, becoming a barren, unpopulated place.
So Gwen also agreed with Hawk's plan to go earlier.
Wait at ease, lie in wait!
Sharon nodded.
"And West View Town..."
"What's with West View Town?"
"Should I send someone to watch Mr. Chloe when he comes back, to stop him from getting involved in Texas?"
"No need."
Gwen smiled and shook her head.
"Wanda is watching over there, Mr. Chloe won't be able to get out."
"You can't leave, Mr. Chloe."
Inside Amy's house.
After receiving a message from Gwen, Wanda went out and arrived at the house diagonally across, watching as Amy could freely enter and exit the house, but a certain someone couldn't. Andrew Chloe was trying to break through the barrier Hawk left in this house with great force as Wanda said, "Besides, you can't break through this barrier."
As she spoke, Wanda placed her right hand on the house wall, crimson Chaos Magic Energy surged, replenishing the barrier energy that Andrew Chloe had depleted with his great effort.
The Blood Wings behind Andrew Chloe fluttered slightly, watching Wanda's actions, his brow furrowed tightly.
"I need to go out, he's in danger, he needs my help."
"No, staying here is the best help you can give him."
Wanda heard this, unmoved, persuading Andrew Chloe, then turned to Jean next to her and said, "Go, tell your grandpa to stay here, don't create trouble for your daddy."
Almost four-year-old Jean's eyes lit up upon hearing this; she called out for her grandpa and quickly ran to Andrew Chloe, then looked up and said cutely, "Grandpa, can I touch your wings?"
These wings looked really beautiful.
Jean's big eyes sparkled.
Andrew was momentarily stunned, then squeezed a smile onto his somewhat weathered, sallow face, squatting in front of Jean, his voice as gentle as possible, "Of course you can."
Jean's eyes sparkled as she reached out her little hand to touch Andrew's Blood Wings.
The next second.
Jean let out an exclamation.
"Wow, it's so soft."
"Grandpa, can you hug me?"
"Of course."
Andrew didn't hesitate; upon hearing this, his face broke into a smile filled with wrinkles. He quickly but carefully held Jean in his arms.
After all, she is his granddaughter.
His very own granddaughter.
Even though he still couldn't quite figure out what exactly happened from his prospective daughter-in-law's words last night.
But one thing is certain.
The Jean in front of him, and those two little ones sitting obediently in the kitchen on the baby chairs eating their baby food, are indeed his granddaughter and grandson.
Jean was supported by Andrew's strong arms, lying in his embrace, her little hands touching Andrew's Blood Wings, feeling as soft as cotton.
Standing at the door leaning against the kitchen, Wanda saw this and turned her gaze to Amy, who was feeding the little ones in the baby chairs, speaking up: "Shall I accompany you to the men's clothing store in town later?"
Amy, who was gently feeding her two grandsons, was slightly taken aback by Wanda's words, and looked towards Wanda: "The men's clothing store in town doesn't quite suit Andrew."
Indeed, there is a men's clothing store in town.
But the men's clothes in there give Amy the impression that they seem tailor-made for Wanda's brother, Pietro, who's a bit of a street hoodlum in West View Town now.
Wanda chuckled at this: "Not that one, the one next door that just opened this morning."
Yes.
It just opened this morning.
To be specific, the timeline for the clothing store in town is as follows:
After the news broke out about Andrew Chloe's return in the early morning, preparations for the men's clothing store in West View Town began online ten minutes later.
Half an hour later, all procedures for opening the men's clothing store were confirmed, and tasks were assigned.
By 4 a.m., the new men's clothing store sign next to the store seemingly tailored for Pietro had been hung up, and people were quickly tidying up the shop.
At 6 a.m., a shipment of men's clothing from a shipping container from the Eastern Country had been loaded at the port, and the sorting was completed upon arrival in West View Town.
By 7 a.m., various closets, racks, mannequins, and clothes had entered the store simultaneously.
By 8 a.m., the West View Town men's clothing store officially opened.
And along with the men's clothing store, a wandering circus was being set up in the open space on the east side of West View Town.
The reason for a circus is quite simple.
Because in the 1990s, various traveling circuses were the most favored dating spots for New Yorkers at that time.
The most important point.
Andrew Chloe and Amy Chloe's first date location, and the place they visited most, were these kinds of traveling circuses.
So ——
This is the privilege of being divine in the world.
Don't be jealous.
After all, this is reality, not a movie, where scenes like Superman being questioned by Congress would not occur to Hawk.
Because Hawk is not Superman.
His flaw is full of bounds.
His strength is genocide.
Therefore, no one would see Hawk as Superman, nor dare to summon Hawk to Congress for a hearing as if he were Superman.
Perhaps among certain people who are aware of Hawk's existence, some have thought about controlling him, but at the top, within the core will of the five major overlords, there is no such option to try and control Hawk.
Once again.
The relationship between S.H.I.E.L.D, under the control of the five major overlords, and Hawk is very good now, and the relationship between S.H.I.E.L.D and the Demon King's Shackles is even better.
The most important point.
Hawk has tacitly agreed to everything in West View Town.
That's enough.
Amy, hearing Wanda's words, didn't think too much, glanced at Andrew still wearing clothes she had kept for twenty years, and nodded: "Sure."
Wanda slightly smiled, looking at her daughter stroking the Blood Wings on Andrew's back: "Jean, stay here with grandpa while I go home to change clothes, and then we'll go shopping in town with grandpa and grandma."
Jean continued smoothing the soft feather-like Blood Wings, and replied without turning her head.
Wanda then turned and crossed the road, returning to her house.
Pietro was currently in the kitchen, eating fruit cereal while looking at the instructions on the cereal box, and when he saw Wanda coming back, he said to her: "I don't understand."
Wanda blinked and looked at Pietro.
"What don't you understand?"
"Andrew Chloe can't go to Texas, why can't I go either."
"Because it's dangerous."
"I can run fast."
"Still no."
Just kidding.
The level of battle Hawk engages in is not something for a street hoodlum like her brother, whose only talent is running fast, to participate in.
Wanda decisively denied him, then seemingly thought of something, and with magic surging in her right hand, she sent a surge of Crimson Chaos Magic into Pietro's body.
Pietro was stunned for a moment.
"What is this?"
"Magic Rope, to prevent you from leaving West View Town."
Pietro's eyes widened, seemingly realizing something, incredulously looking at his sister: "…A dog leash?"
Wanda fell silent at his words, then looked at Pietro and gave a slight smile.
"...If you want to think of it that way, I can't help it, but seriously, with the time you want to spend running to Texas to watch the fun, why not think about how we should get revenge on Tony Stark."
"..."