As soon as the door opened, two figures of similar size quickly caught Patch's eye, one of whom he knew well and had dealt with several times, it was Phil Coulson, a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The man standing next to Coulson, dressed in a slightly casual suit, with his waxed hair combed back, seemed to be meticulous, but his slightly raised mustache spoiled his serious and shrewd feeling.

It was precisely because of the sight of this person that Patch let out a sigh of surprise in great surprise, staring at this person with blue eyes, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

And when Patch looked up at the man, the man also stared at Patch with a very interested look.

"Excuse me, Mr. Maivis, I'm bothering you again."

Just as Patch and the man looked at each other, Coulson, who was on the side, suddenly smiled and spoke, walking towards Patch as he spoke.

And the mustache, after seeing Coulson's movements, also took his attention off Patch and walked after Coulson.

"Coulson."

When Coulson walked to his side, Patch turned to look at him and asked expressionlessly, "I remember the last time you came to me two months ago, right?" ”

"Let's talk about it! Why have you come to me this time? ”

Listening to Patch's rejecting tone, Coulson's originally smiling face couldn't help but become embarrassed instantly, rolled his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly for a while, and he stood in place and was silent for a long time before answering Patch's words.

"Mr. Mevis, there is nothing particularly important, I have only come this time to be entrusted by someone, and the person who entrusted me is this ......"

As he spoke, Coulson turned slightly to the side and pointed to the mustache standing beside him, but just as he was about to continue, Coulson suddenly turned to Patch and asked, "Mr. Myvis, you shouldn't be a stranger to this, right?" ”

Listening to Coulson's words, Patch couldn't help but look at the mustache on the side again, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he nodded in response, "Of course." ”

"I've lived in New York for so many years, and although I haven't met him, at least I've heard of him, and I bought shares in his company not long ago, and ......"

As he spoke, Patch stared at the mustache and suddenly narrowed his eyes and laughed, "Coulson, if I'm right, this gentleman shouldn't be too strange to me, right?" ”

"Am I right? Mr. Tony Stark. ”

"Yes, Mr. Mevis."

Hearing Patch's question, the two mustaches on the corners of Tony's mouth couldn't help but turn into an inverted figure, only to see him look at Patch and say with a smile: "Although I don't know much about you personally, when I was in Afghanistan, this subordinate of yours, Miss Oriana, saved my life." ”

As he spoke, Tony suddenly turned to look at Oriana, who was serving on the other side of Patch, and smiled and nodded at her.

"And, according to Agent Coulson, the riots caused by Obadai more than two months ago were resolved because of your help."

"In this way, it can be said that Mr. Myvis, you have invisibly saved me twice, so it makes sense that I will express my gratitude to you in person."

"You're polite, Mr. Stark."

After listening to Tony's words, Patch didn't know whether to praise or ridicule such a sentence.

It's just that as soon as the words of this sentence fell, I heard Patch's voice change suddenly, looked at Tony Stark standing in front of him, and said slowly: "But to be honest, you don't have to thank me at all, because I do everything according to the principle of equal trade, and Coulson's organization has paid the due price for you." ”

"So, it's just a deal for me to save you, but ......"

As he spoke, Patch's voice suddenly changed again, and he looked at Tony with a smile, and the corners of his mouth slightly narrowed, "But Mr. Stark, the reason why you asked Coulson to bring you here is probably not just to express your gratitude to me, right?" ”

"Yes."

Although Patchy broke his intentions, Tony didn't show any embarrassment or discomfort, only to see him nod lightly and then respond: "Mr. Mevis, you are indeed a wise man as Agent Coulson said. ”

"I really came here this time not only to thank you, but also to see the magic of wizards, as well as ......"

Tony suddenly paused slightly, a slight hesitation appeared on his face, as if he was thinking about the next wording, and after waiting for more than ten seconds, he continued to open his mouth and say, "Please help me solve a problem." ”

"Solve a problem? Is there a problem in this world that your genius can't solve? ”

Patch frowned slightly, pretending to be surprised and exclaimed twice in succession, and after the exclamation, he slowly moved his gaze from Tony's face to his chest, and glanced at his chest, only then did he reveal a hint of understanding.

"You ......"

Listening to Patci's not very nice words, Tony's face couldn't help but droop down instantly, and there was a slight hint of anger in his eyes, but just as he was about to retort, he happened to see Patch's clear expression, and swallowed back the words that were about to blurt out for a while.

"Could it be that he already knows about my physical problems?" Staring at Patch, Tony couldn't help but mumble inwardly.

And Patch's next words also seemed to confirm Tony's conjecture, I saw that he suddenly raised his head to look at Tony, and said slowly: "Mr. Stark, I think I should know what is wrong with you, and you should also be glad that your current situation has not reached the point of no return, of course, you should be even more glad that you asked me for help through Coulson in time." ”

"Uh, Mr. Mevis......"

Tony, who was stunned by Patch's words, took a long time to react, but just as he was about to ask something, he was interrupted by Patch instantly.

"Mr. Stark, you don't have to worry, I'll take care of that for you later."

After staring at Tony and saying this, Patch suddenly turned his head to look at Oriana on the other side, and commanded, "Oriana, you can arrange for Coulson and Mr. Stark to rest on the side first." ”

"Yes, master." Oriana nodded in agreement, then greeted Coulson and Tony, and led them to the couch on the wall of the hall.

When the two of them sat down on the sofa, Patch on the other side also happened to lift the lid of the plate on the long table in front of him, picked up the knife and fork, and enjoyed the breakfast that Orianna had carefully prepared.

"He was able to solve my problem? What will he use to solve it? Sorcery? Magic? Or ......"

Tony, who was sitting on the couch, looked at Patche, who was eating breakfast at the main table, and remembered what he had just said, and couldn't help but murmur to himself.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, Tony couldn't help but feel more and more eager when he saw that Patch was still enjoying breakfast there slowly.

After putting the last small piece of steak into his mouth, chewing and swallowing it carefully, and then taking the napkin in Orianna's hand and wiping his mouth, Patch slowly stood up, turned his head to look at Tony and Coulson, who were already extremely anxious on the sofa, and called out to them.

"Alright, come with me!"