Diana and Tony were a little speechless, but they were relieved to think that this guy was a newcomer.

"Think about it, how to deal with that jumping clown. Notify me when the time comes, and I'll be there. Diana finished her coffee and got up to leave.

"Jarvis, get a car for Diana." Tony said.

"It's okay, I've always wanted to drive away that Sailin S7 in your garage." With that, Diana walked to Tony's underground garage, which was also his laboratory.

Tony could only helplessly say to Pepper: "It seems that your idol has been eyeing the things in my garage from the beginning." ”

“Oh，please。” Pepper just gave Tony a blank look, and she didn't think at all that Tony was feeling sorry for his supercar, which was basically just eating dust.

“OK，OK。” Tony shrugged, but still complained, "That car at least costs her former artifact researcher a job for a lifetime's salary." ”

It's a pity that no one felt that this car had any special meaning for Tony. He just wanted to complain, after all, he didn't have any objection to Diana driving his car.

"When I saw you before, you were basically the same Audi R8, didn't you?" Banner, who had been silent because of the interjection before, finally spoke again.

Tony pointed at Banner and tried to say something, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say.

On the other side, Diana was already driving Tony's Sailin S7 on the road.

Sometimes, I really think it's a wonderful thing to have such a super-rich person as a friend. They will always bring you something good that you can't think of.

Now Diana's state is completely in line with that sentence, Xiangche beauty.

However, there are times when the most relaxing time is when there are more things.

"Miss Prince, there's a call from Mr. Fisk, do you want to get it?" A very familiar electronic voice suddenly came from the Sailin S7.

"I didn't expect Tony to even have an intelligent system installed in the car." Diana raised an eyebrow, "Connected, Jarvis." ”

"Diana, I'm ready to do everything here." The next moment, Wilson Fisker's voice reached Diana's ears from the stereo in the car.

"Ready to settle at the high table?" Diana said lightly.

"I'm ready, by the way, to meet the so-called traditional underground aristocrats." Fisk was clearly interested. Just as the traditional British aristocracy looked down on the American nouveau riche, those traditional families at the high table also disdained guys like them.

Now, he, Wilson Fisk, has the confidence to be able to set the table with these guys.

A god who could easily raze the entire Washington Senate to the ground with the aftermath of the battle alone.

Washington's affairs, although the bigwigs of the United States, are trying to cover up this matter. But the destruction of the Washington Monument and the razing of the Senate are not something that can be covered up at will.

What's more, for someone like Fisk, it couldn't be easier to know some inside information.

"Then I'll be back in New York." Diana responded to Fisk.

"Aren't you in New York?"

"Emmmm, just got a nice car in Los Angeles and is on my way back to New York." Diana is rarely a little embarrassed, after all, she doesn't have such a thing as a car, but she has been eyeing Tony's car for a while.

It's just that I haven't been able to take this beautiful big guy away.

Now of course it's time to enjoy the car. After all, it's not the money you spend, you have to enjoy it more.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in New York." With that, Fisk hung up the phone.

Diana didn't care either, just enjoying this sense of speed that was completely different from when she was flying. Although it has not been able to bring any of the so-called adrenaline rushes that generate excitement.

But Diana still loved the feeling, like she had never been out of this world.

While Fisk and Diana were on the phone, a meeting was taking place at a high table in Europe to decide how they would live.

"We have barely escaped from the hands of the gods. Now you're telling me we're going back to the heavenly guys? That's impossible! A bearded man slammed the table and roared, with no manners at all.

And the other female high-platform table elder had always had that ancient state on her face, but she frowned when the bearded man slapped the table.

"So what do you want to do? Send someone over to assassinate her? And one of the elders sitting furthest from the beard spoke calmly.

When he finished speaking, the bearded man had nothing to say.

Everyone sitting here knows what that woman is. Not to mention assassination, even if they use crowd tactics, there is no way to hurt that woman in the slightest.

"So we're just sitting and waiting, a nouveau riche from America stepping into the hall of a high table? Just because there's one standing behind him, God? Ah San on the side couldn't stand it a little bit, and let a completely nameless guy take away a cake? It's a normal person who can't accept it.

Who didn't fight out of the sea of corpses and blood to stand here in the end?

"Don't forget, you were nothing more than mud legs before." The woman who had not spoken suddenly spoke.

"Gianna, what do you mean by that?"

The woman named Gianna took a sip of the water in front of her, and then continued to say to the others: "Don't forget that each of us has come to this point because of the blessing of God on our ancestors. ”

"So what? We're humans now! The bearded man stood up and roared at Gianna.

Gianna wasn't surprised by the bearded man's gaffe, which he had been in since she knew Wilson Fisk was going to set foot at the high table: "You've lost your most basic judgment now, M** Bartolovic. ”

"Really? That's because that bastard came in and was going to take the best place in my hands. M** Bartolovich shouted at Gianna.

"Maybe it's a good choice to let him replace you." Gianna calmly uttered one of the most frightening words, "You are no longer fit for a high table, you are constantly losing your temper, and you are even saying that you are completely out of the state that an elder should be. ”

Bartolovich smiled and said: "What? Let a hillbilly take my place? ”

Gianna stared at his stinky bearded face: "At least, that hillbilly won't show such an ugly look because of the appearance of a new person." ”

"Besides, behind Fisk now, there is a god who really exists on Earth."

"Then kill them!"

At this moment, Bartolovich was completely insane, and the other elders at the high table could only shake their heads and tacitly end this farcical meeting.