Ian Quinn was proud, and he had a reason to be so proud.

After all the hardships, he built his own company from scratch, from a poor student to chairman and CEO of Quinn's multinational corporation, and when the company's affairs were about to reach its peak, he got the treasure of his dreams, and came to this country full of gold and opportunity.

Now, he has even made up for the weakest link.

Just last night, Dr. Franklin Hall, an old friend he had kidnapped and coveted even by S.H.I.E.L.D., finally couldn't resist the temptation of gravity and agreed to work for him and study the miraculous substance of gravity for him.

Thinking of the look on Hall's face last night, Ian Quinn couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

Ever since he started a company with Hall's unformed ideas, news of him plagiarizing Hall's ideas has spread everywhere in Cambridge alumni circles, except for some desperate or low-character Cambridge graduates, all the alumni who have a little bit of talent have begun to shy away from him, for fear that their ideas will be used by Ian Quinn to make money.

Ian Quinn scoffed at this.

These brainless idiots don't pee and take pictures, so they can be compared to Franklin Hall?

And how can he call this plagiarism, Franklin, a nerd who only knows how to stay in the laboratory, if he doesn't have himself, his ideas and ideas can only stay on paper for the rest of his life, and he will never appear in this world in style!

He should have thanked himself a long time ago, just like he did last night!

Ian Quinn gulped down the glass of wine and spit it out slowly.

Looking at the staggered and happy guests in the front yard, Ian Quinn had a smile on his face.

So far, it has been proven that he did the right thing!

Ian Quinn walked to the front yard with a smile on his face, greeting every dignitary who passed by.

"Oh, Kassim, long time no see, are your two children okay, why don't you bring them to this beautiful country to play...... Quinn is about to build a big project in this country, and we may have a chance to cooperate~"

Ian Quinn pulled the famous white-haired architect and smiled with him on his face.

He has always had a good memory, remembering the names and names of each shareholder, and even how many wives and children they had, which was one of the reasons for his success.

After talking to a few of the powerful people who might be working with them next, Ian Quinn said goodbye to them with a warm smile and walked to the table that had been prepared in the front yard with champagne in hand.

Standing behind the lectern table, Ian Quinn used his free hand to break the microphone fixed on the table and tried the microphone.

A slightly noisy wind came from the stereo in the front yard, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the front yard, and everyone fell silent, holding their wine glasses and looking at Ian Quinn behind the microphone.

With a smile on his face, Ian Quinn likes nothing more than to be the center of attention, especially the rich and powerful in the front yard.

His heart couldn't help but rejoice at the thought that he was muttering in a low voice, and that everyone was going to be quiet and listening.

Clearing his throat, Ian Quinn said aloud: "Over the years, many shareholders have been working side by side with us, and of course, I have seen some new faces, but I want to thank all of you for coming thousands of miles to this beautiful country......"

Suddenly, a noise came from outside the mansion, interrupting Ian Quinn's words.

Many of the shareholders standing in the back row looked back, and Ian Quinn frowned.

He turned his head to look at the bodyguard beside him, his eyes full of anger.

The tall bodyguard with sunglasses put one hand to his ear, as if listening for something, and in just a few seconds, he lowered his head and whispered a few words in Ian Quinn's ear.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is chasing?"

Ian Quinn was startled when he heard this, but then his face returned to calm.

"Come on, come on!" Ian Quinn snorted coldly, "This is Malta, even S.H.I.E.L.D. can't touch a single hair of me here, as long as he dares to send agents, I dare to leave them here forever!" ”

Ian Quinn reached out and summoned the bodyguards around him, telling them to contact the government and send more people around the mansion, and make sure not to let these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in.

After giving the order, Ian Quinn summoned four more bodyguards, armed them with guns, and led them towards the source of the noise.

Arriving at the gate of the mansion, which was lined with luxury cars, Ian Quinn saw two men and a woman surrounded by bodyguards in suits and leather shoes and Maltese soldiers in camouflage uniforms with loaded guns.

The three were none other than Coulson, Ward, and Skye, who had just gotten off the plane.

After seeing Ian Quinn coming out of the door, Coulson ignored the muzzle of the black hole next to him, and shouted at Ian Quinn with the ID in his hand.

"Ian Quinn, I'm Agent Colson of S.H.I.E.L.D., just this morning, we found out that a fugitive entered your mansion, he hijacked a huge amount of property belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D., causing great damage to S.H.I.E.L.D. and the world, I hope you can make it convenient, let's go in and search, if not, I will apologize to you on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D. and compensate you for your losses......"

Coulson was still babbling, but Ian Quinn couldn't help but laugh, he was laughed at.

How could S.H.I.E.L.D. have such a naïve agent, not to mention that he is the murderer who hijacked the S.H.I.E.L.D. transport vehicle, and even if he wasn't, he would never allow a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent to enter the shareholders' meeting of Quinn International.

Listening to the agent's stupid words, Ian Quinn waved his hand boringly, he didn't have time to pay attention to this stupid agent now, so he called the bodyguards next to him, and after a few words, he turned and left the mansion.

Seeing Ian Quinn walk into the mansion, Skye was a little anxious.

"Ian Quinn is gone, what should I do?" She whispered.

"It's okay, it's all the same."

Seeing the smile on Coulson's face, Skye was slightly stunned, and when he looked into his gaze, he suddenly saw many men and women with wine glasses and well-dressed men and women piled up in the gate of the mansion, talking and laughing, and pointing at them.

Skeyton understood that these people were shareholders of Quinn's company, and as long as these people were interested in them, Ian Quinn would have to come back and drive them away, so if they wanted to complete the containment mission, they just had to stay here and not leave.

Ian Quinn's idea is good, in the absence of evidence and without the intention of forcibly entering, it is naturally impossible for S.H.I.E.L.D. to enter Ian Quinn's mansion, but the reverse is the same, as long as Coulson and the others do not step into the mansion, these bodyguards and soldiers around them are just paper tigers - Malta is only a small country after all, he dares to fight back under the invasion of international forces, but he does not dare to take the initiative to provoke a behemoth like S.H.I.E.L.D.

Thinking of this, Skye's heart suddenly calmed down.

However, looking at the muzzles of the black holes around her, she still couldn't be as calm as Coulson and Ward, and could only hope that Lin Yi would complete the task as soon as possible.

The other side.

Lin Yi had easily broken through the fence made of neodymium lasers.

The pulse peak power of this laser is very high, but the pulse width is very low, only 1.2 microseconds, even these high-power neodymium laser nets around Ian Quinn's mansion can't escape this shortcoming, so Lin Yi only needs to put on that set of silver-purple battle armor, and then withstand a short moment of burning, he can easily break through this layer of protection.

Of course, even so, there was still a burning smell from the skin and hair on Lin Yi's body.

After taking off the battle armor on his body, Lin Yi hurriedly took out a sword, glanced at his eyebrows through the sharp and snowy sword surface, and then found that his eyebrows were indeed curled up in tears.

Lin Yi put away his long sword and glanced at the courtyard wall of the mansion in front of him expressionlessly.

Ian Quinn ...... Lao Tzu remembers you!