S.H.I.E.L.D., Director's Office.

"I need you and Hawkeye to protect Tony Stark.

According to the latest information we have, the Ten Rings have sent powerful killers to New York to secretly ......"

Sitting behind the desk and raising his hand to hand Coulson a copy of the document, Nick Fury said with a gloomy face.

"Coulson, find this killer as soon as possible!"

Looking at the male-looking killer on the file, Coulson smiled bitterly.

"Director Fury, Mr. Stark's attitude towards us at S.H.I.E.L.D. has not been very friendly.

This time, I'm afraid the other party will not easily accept our protection......"

He felt a headache when he thought of the previous experiences and the other party's disdainful look.

With the light on his back, Nick Fury's eyes flickered, and he threw out a photo with an expressionless face.

"He will."

Coulson watched intently for a while, and studied it carefully with the most professional attitude, but he didn't see anything wrong.

"Director Fury, what's wrong with the orange cat in this picture?"

There was silence, and the atmosphere at the scene was a little awkward.

“......”

After a peek, Fury silently stretched out his left hand to cover the photo, and his other hand worked under the table for a long time.

Coulson only saw Director Fury's right hand shaking back and forth under him, and the table on top began to tremble, and finally his body trembled, and he let out a long sigh of relief, and threw a photo on the table with an afterthought expression, pretending to be calm.

"He will."

Coulson: "......"

Did he say the same line again?

And this photo ... Is it clean?

With a tangled face, Coulson hesitated for a long time, and when he saw that Director Fury was impatient, he stretched out his right hand to pinch the photo on the table.

Syllable.

"Why is it so inked?"

Grabbing Coulson's wrist with his right hand, Nick Fury shoved the picture into his hand and waved.

"Grab the photo and get out there."

Staring at the place where he had been grabbed by his right hand, Coulson looked dumbfounded.

I... Not clean?

……

Stark Industrial Building, on the hallway.

"Tony, what do we do next? After this time, your uncle Obadiah Stani will not give up so easily! ”

Carrying the box, Pepper Pepper Pepper looked worried and followed behind Tony.

"Uncle? If you make false accounts, embezzle company property without permission, and smuggle weapons and sell them to terrorists, then you are really a good uncle! ”

With Jarvis, a powerful artificial intelligence, Tony didn't spend much time investigating the that Obadiah had done in the company over the years.

To this end, wearing the newly designed Mark-3 light power armor, he personally went to the Middle East to rescue hostages and deal with the problem of arms smuggling.

On the way back, he even had friction with the military and accidentally damaged an F22 armed fighter jet......

Trample.

Stopping, Tony silently looked through the window in the hallway at the sun.

The sun was not shining, like the afterglow of the setting sun, with a hint of twilight.

He sighed: "Hopefully, we don't end up at the point where we meet each other......

……

It's a hazy night, inside a luxury cruise ship on the Hudson River.

Obadiah Stani secretly met with a killer in his room.

The man had long hedgehog hair, was dressed shabbyly, and was 2.5 meters tall, looking like a savage giant.

He sits on a single sofa, which completely fills the space of the sofa and makes him even more tall.

Waving off the surrounding waitresses, Obadiah opened a bottle of high-end red wine and poured a glass for the other party.

"Mr. Wogin, I wonder how sure you are about dealing with Tony Stark?"

Looking at the red wine in the glass, Wo Jin picked it up and drank it dry unceremoniously.

His rude appearance made Obadiah feel a pang of disdain in his heart.

"Hahahaha, don't worry, Brother Stanley, he's just a spoiled playboy, simpler than the chickens I've ever killed!"

Arrogant!

Obadiah didn't like it in his heart, he didn't need this kind of arrogant guy, but the kind of cold-blooded killer who was calm, meticulous, prepared for his goal, and hiding in the shadows to kill him with one blow.

In the previous assassination attempt in Afghanistan, he had made so many detailed plans and arrangements in advance, and in the end, Tony Stark still escaped death.

Now, the other party alone dared to boast about Haikou like this, which made Obadiah's face quickly turn cold.

"Wojin."

I will only call Mr. if you give you a face, and Mr. will not bring a word to you if you don't give your face.

He leaned back on the sofa seat behind him, squinted his eyes, and said coldly.

"If you still want to get the $10 million in compensation, show all your strength, do the task honestly, and never have any accidents... I say that, do you understand? ”

Obadia's threatening language, combined with subtle facial expressions, can cause great psychological pressure.

But this pressure is a fart for Wojin, who was born in a chaotic city like Meteor Street since he was a child, and he doesn't even feel a trace of it.

He placed the cup on the table, and he didn't use any tools, just waved it with one hand.

Swish!

With a crisp sound, the upper body of the red wine bottle flew out diagonally, slamming against the wall.

The fracture is as smooth as a mirror, and there are no concave and convex points, which shows the speed and subtlety of its strength.

"Haha... Drink it like a girl with a small cup, and never bring energy, so it's refreshing! ”

Grabbing the wine bottle, Wo Jin raised his face directly and poured it into his mouth.

Tons and tons of ......

is worthy of being a killer sent by the Ten Rings Gang, and it is really not to be underestimated.

Looking at the half bottle stuck on the wall, Obadiah raised his eyebrows in surprise, his heart moved slightly, and his opinion of Wojin was reversed again.

Bang bang bang.

He clapped his hands, and the waiter outside the door entered the room with food and wine.

Obadiah smiled and introduced Wojin affectionately.

These dishes come from all over the world, are exquisite, have unique flavors, and even go well with different wines, imbuing with a kind of luxury of the upper class.

"Goodo......"

Listening to what he said was so delicious, Wojin didn't take a knife and fork, but grabbed it directly with his hands.

"Woo... It's delicious, the meat of this prawn is really fresh......"

With a bulging mouth, Wo Jin looked admiring.

Obadiah sat on the side, not moving, looking at him with a graceful smile.

But this wait... It's an hour.

“......”

With a stiff face, Obadiah scolded inwardly, are you TM a rice bucket? How can you eat it so much?!

The next moment, his stomach growled.

Gollum......

"Yo ~ Brother Stanley, you are... Didn't eat? ”

Leaning back on the sofa chair and patting his belly comfortably, Wo Jin quipped while shaving his teeth with a toothpick.

"No, how could it be, you heard it wrong!"

Obadiah's face turned red and he said dryly.

But in the next second, his stomach was very faceless again.

Gollum......

“......”

[Mood from Obadiah Stani +643]