The "Fanatic Bar", a well-known venue in the Ream district.

It is only open at night, and most of the people who come and go are people in society, so it doesn't look like a place to do legitimate business.

Anyone who knows a little about the inside of this bar will avoid this section of the road at night, and after a long time, no one even comes during the day.

There were no pedestrians passing by the door, and the guys who came to the bar to have fun pushed the door in, which made the job of guarding the bar door a chore that the Black Hawks couldn't avoid, because it was too boring.

But this is the headquarters of the gang after all, and of course, they don't have a branch.

In any case, for the sake of safety and face, two unlucky people are always taken to stand guard outside the door every week, listening to the noise in the bar like a cat.

"It's so fucking bad that I can't even drink wine," a bald-headed African-American scolded, naked, "Who doesn't know that this is the place of our Black Hawk Gang, and who is not afraid of death dares to come to find trouble?"

"The president of the United States doesn't know!"

The Latino on the other side snorted angrily, and unconsciously straightened the somewhat tight collar with his right hand.

"I said Jimmy, it's been a few months, and you're still dressed so neatly," the bald head is also a mixed character, and he doesn't care about the attitude of his companions, and mutters without words: "We're a gangster now, and we don't need you to sell insurance, and we still think of ourselves as salesmen?"

"It's the assistant manager!"

Jimmy glared at the bastard across from him and corrected.

"Come on," the bald head chuckled: "There are a lot of magistrates with big farts, there are four people in total, one manager and three deputy managers, this head is not as valuable as the security captain of the parking lot, he is a salesman." ”

Jimmy tilted his head to the side and didn't speak again.

"Oh, Jimmy, did you see that bitch who just went in?"

The bald head is obviously a guy with an idle mouth, and he doesn't care if others ignore him, so he hurried to say.

"Damn, those shorts are the same as if they weren't worn, if I didn't have to stand guard, I would have to press her ......"

"Shut up," Jimmy looked into the door vigilantly and scolded at the guy opposite, "That girl is a sister-in-law, you are tired of being a fool of her, and you want to stand here for another month?"

"Uh......" The bald head subconsciously covered his mouth, glanced into the door with a weak heart, and found that none of the men and women with ear and temples had any time to pay attention here, so he stumbled and asked: "Let's ...... Doesn't our sister-in-law look like this?"

"Changed!"

Jimmy looked boredly at the darkened streets and alleys across from him, and replied impatiently.

"What's the change, it turns out that it's pretty good!"

The bald head didn't care about the bad attitude of his companions, knowing that the "cultural person" had such a stinky face to everyone, if he wasn't the boss's hair, there would have been a hot-tempered guy who would have put on his woven bag.

However, unlike the others, he didn't hate each other very much.

On the one hand, it is because of the natural awe of knowledge, and on the other hand, Jimmy, this guy also looks at his boss all day long, not deliberately targeting them small fish and shrimp.

Hearing his companion's question, Jimmy, who was looking at the darkness in the distance, turned his head, looked the questioner up and down, and found that the other party really didn't know, so he said angrily: "Why else, it's not because of you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Didn't you say that," Jimmy looked at the innocent-looking guy and explained, "said that our last sister-in-law's legs were too short and her waist was too thick, and she didn't know when she took it out, and she thought that the boss brought her mother here!"

"So the boss kicked that girl?" The bald head wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, and said with great interest: "I didn't expect me to have such a high status in the boss's heart!"

"Yes," Jimmy gave the other party a blank look, "Otherwise, can I let you stand guard here, and I will stand for a month!"

"That's the boss...... bald head just wanted to defend, but suddenly reacted: "No, Jimmy, I was punished for standing for a month because of this, so why did you also stand here for a month, what did you do?"

"It's not because of you!"

Jimmy muttered, then turned his head away.

"Because of me?" the bald fox looked at the white companion suspiciously, took two steps back, and said in a nonchalant tone with a rare hint of horror: "That...... Jimmy, you know me, I like the with a thin waist and legs, you ......"

"What's going on in your head, you idiot?"

Jimmy turned around angrily, looked at the bald guy with his shoulders and chest, and roared with a hideous face: "Lao Tzu also likes girls!"

"That'...... Then you say ...... for me."

The bald head sneered, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jimmy's high voice: "It's because of you, not for you!"

"Ahem, cough, cough," the former deputy manager of the insurance company who was choked by saliva because he was so excited that he continued to roar after coughing a few times: "Because you idiot said that your sister-in-law is ugly, that's why our boss came to ask me!"

"What did you say?"

"I ......"

The bald head's curious inquiry made Jimmy Xingshi's momentum of questioning stagnant, and he looked away weakly, muttering: "I didn't think much about it at the time, and said casually, 'It's good that you can find a girlfriend who doesn't dislike you when you look like this, and you still lick your face and dislike people'." ”

"Uh......"

The bald head suddenly felt that he might have found the reason why Jimmy was kicked out by the insurance company, he glanced at the other party with a tangled expression, suspecting that he was the one who was angered, and was thinking about whether to reason with the other party again, when his train of thought was interrupted by the sound of distant and near.

......

"Hahahaha, now you know what a bastard that kid is, a guy like him should be hung up and whipped with a whip, otherwise he can't be corrected!"

Hearing Nick's description of these days, Tony not only did not empathize, but also gloated and made fun of the other party.

"yes, so you should be worried about me, not the little guy named 'Evan'!"

Looking at Tony, who shrugged his shoulders and laughing, Nick Fury, who struggled to explain things clearly, was in a worse mood.

"Worried about you?" Tony got up from his chair with a smile on his face that hadn't yet been restrained, "I might as well go find a few hot chicks to dance!"

"Wait a minute, Tony!"

Looking at Tony Stark, who was about to leave, Nick Fury called out to stop him.

"What," Tony, who was already about to walk to the door, turned his head when he heard this, and looked at the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. sitting at the back of his desk suspiciously, "Anything else?"

"Your Body ......"

"Don't worry about it," Tony interrupted with an impatient expression, "I'll leave if there's nothing else!"

"Then you go, I'll take Evan to sweep your grave!"

"Of course, he might spit on your tombstone and even pee on it, and you know, I can't stop it. ”

The only remaining eyeballs stared at each other intently, and compared to Evan, who had an age advantage, Tony Stark, whose personality was no different from that of a child, was much easier to deal with.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Tony walked back to the table in a few steps, slammed his hands on the table, and the expression on his face was very ugly.

Stir up the other person's anger to get the rhythm of the conversation first, and then it's time to play the affectionate card: "I have no intention of revealing your scars, Tony, but you and I both know that palladium poisoning is a fact, and you won't be able to last long." ”

"It's none of your business!" Tony said with a cold face.

"But it's about the others," Nick Fury said in a tone that didn't care about the other party's bad attitude, and still reassured you in a tone that was considerate of you, "think about Pepper, you're not alone. ”

"Tony, a man should take the responsibility on his shoulders instead of choosing to run away!"

"I've already written a will, and she'll get ...... then"

"A lot of money?"

Before Tony could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Nick Fury's mocking tone, he looked at the guy with a cold face and looked at him, and asked, "Do you think she can hold it?"

Tony didn't answer, not that he hadn't thought about it, but that he didn't dare to think about it.

"And Stark Industries, that's your father's brainchild, you can really accept it......"

"Enough!"

Tony scolded, his expression uncertain.

Although his feelings for his father are a little complicated, this does not prevent the family relationship between the two that blood is thicker than water.

Moreover, Stark Industries is not only his father's brainchild, but also his, if he really can't help it, how could he be willing to hand it over to someone else!

"Only you live to protect all this, Tony, don't tell me you're a coward!"

"If that's the case, not only will I look down on you, but even Evan will look down on you!"

Nick Fury's words made Tony a little strange: "Why, listen to you, that little bastard said nice things about me?"

"Of course," the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. nodded with a smile, as if it were true, "Although he despises your aesthetics, he has a very high opinion of your wisdom and technological research and development!"

"Heh, he's still a little knowledgeable!"

Tony chuckled, his mood was much better than just now, but he still didn't forget to fight back against the other party: "With that guy's crooked alphabet spelling and drawing level, I'm afraid he is the least qualified to question other people's aesthetics, right?"

You can say this to his face, as long as you can make it to that point. ”

Nick Fury said pointedly, not letting the conversation out of his control.

"Come on," Tony waved his hand, hiding the worry that welled up in his heart, "You say this as if I'm going to choke out in the next second!"

"It's an exaggeration, but it's not unreasonable," Nick Fury said with a sincere face, "Tony, what you need now is to improve your reactor in a race against time, not to spend your time at parties and dances." ”

"How do you know I haven't tried?"

Tony asked rhetorically, with a hint of unconvincing in his tone.

"So you still give up?"

Hearing Tony's words, Nick Fury laughed silently, but he still suppressed the joy in his heart and mocked with a slight frown.

"It's not a pleasure to talk to you at all. ”

The topic progressed to a critical moment, and Tony suddenly smiled freely and turned to leave.

"What if I say I have a way?"

Nick Fury's voice came from behind Tony, and the eagerness and surprise in his heart were well disguised.

"You?"

Not even in the mood to turn back, Tony kept walking towards the door.

"Evan's weapons are independently charged and self-supplied, and the technology of the energy core is very mature, I can convince him for you that as long as the palladium reactor is replaced, it will ......"

"Do you really think this little thing is going to stump me?"

Tony turned around, his face very ugly, as if he had been greatly humiliated.

"I'll make it clear to you, One-Eye, there's only one inventor in this world who can dominate the current generation, and his name is Tony Stark, not anything else!"

Coldly putting down a sentence, ignoring Nick Fury's stunned expression, Tony walked out of the other party's office angrily, as if he had come at the right time.