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Duke drank the entire bottle of red wine after Eric left.

Duke didn't know how to taste wine. His red wine was just for entertaining guests, but since it was opened, there was no reason to waste it.

Duke drank the entire bottle of red wine in the same manner as he drank beer, and touched his lips.

He left a very subjective comment: "A bit sour."

Shaking his head with a hint of dizziness, Duke stood up holding on to the table. He took out his mobile phone and played a number to Nick.

At this time, Mr. Nick should not have gone to outer space yet, and Nick Fury is still an earthling.

"Hey, Duke, it should be morning nap time now."

Duke pondered for a moment and said, "I naively thought that the director of SHIELD would be very busy."

"No, no, no, a qualified leader should learn to delegate power. Duke, you should also learn from me. I left everything to those consultants. Now I only eat and sleep every day."

Nick Fury is now just like Director George before. He has been almost ignored by Hydra. At that time, Duke said that he would let him relax with the power lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D., and at least let him master some of the real power. S.H.I.E.L.D. Power.

But it's a pity that Duke broke his promise, and now Nick can't tell who can be trusted within SHIELD.

"Tell me, Lord Duke, why are you looking for me today? I think at least half of the power in SHIELD already belongs to your side."

Duke didn't care about Nick's joking name for him. A winner should have the measure of a winner, "At least eight out of ten, Nick."

Nick sighed, "It's okay, I'm hanging up. I played games until four in the morning last night. I need to rest now."

"I want to know about the Hulk and why he is rushing towards New York."

Nick yawned, "Because there is a Cosmic Cube under the dam in New York. This monster from gamma rays is very eager for this thing. His path is almost a straight line. You can know this guy's identity by just paying a little attention to the map. Target.

Of course it could be something else underneath the dam, but I personally lean towards the Cosmic Cube.

The earth is such a barren planet. Apart from this, I really can't think of anything else that can attract this monster.

By the way, why are you asking this? You should know this information better than me. "

Duke didn't know clearly. He was only pushed out by Hydra as an agent to manage Stark on his behalf, and he didn't really become a top executive of Hydra. Nick thought too highly of Duke's position.

It may be related to Duke's high-profile habit.

In fact, Duke is much worse than the superheroes in Avengers. Duke has an obvious shortcoming. He will not die, but will be imprisoned.

It was as if Duke could only turn around and run away when faced with William Stryker's capture.

Duke's current combat effectiveness is at most the same as Captain America before he lifted the hammer, except that he has one more immortal buff.

Oh, maybe the attack power of sword energy will be a little stronger than that of shield, but it won't be much stronger.

After hanging up the phone, Duke patted his face and said, "Don't be arrogant, Duke, this world is too dangerous, you still have to work hard to become stronger."

At present, Duke can think of several ways to become stronger, such as spider genes, Kunlun's Qi cultivation and sword cultivation methods, the Nepalese temple not far from Kunlun, etc.

But at present, it seems that the only one that is worth giving Duke a try and is feasible is the temple in Nepal. The other things are a bit far away.

The Kunlun Secret Realm does not appear in the world all year round. It is said that it is in another world and only appears in the Kunlun Mountains on special days to recruit walking disciples.

The Nepalese temple is located in the Himalayas. Then all we have to do is go to Nepal with Strange to take a look.

Having said that, after things in New York calm down, why don't we find someone to knock Dr. Strange off first...Would this offend the Ancient Master?

"It's so sad."

"Mr. Duke, there is an invitation letter from a charity gala."

"Push it off."

"But Mr. Duke, this is a private party organized by Mr. Hammer, and many important figures attended this party, including the current political leaders of both parties."

The current political leaders of both parties...that is, the president will attend this party.

It seems that Hammer has developed a movable steel armor.

"when"

"Tomorrow evening."

"Okay, I'll be there then."

So far, the steel uniforms sold by Duke to the military are limited edition, with only a thousand pairs per year. However, these uniforms are still being produced continuously in Duke's warehouse. This is what the military urgently wants. The reason for wanting the Iron Suit technology.

How can an individual's nuclear arsenal exceed that of a country? What a dangerous act this is.

This means that Duke alone can influence the direction of the entire world.

But Duke also added a self-destruct setting to the steel suits sold to the military. As long as the military tried to open the inside of the suit, the suit's reactor would self-destruct.

The military has sacrificed a lot of scientists for this reason, and it cannot yet announce their losses to the outside world.

"We need to get Iron Man out as soon as possible."

The Iron Suit is not the bulk of Stark Industries' profits. Duke announced the Iron Suit just to boost Stark's stock, and these Iron Suits were sold naked, which drove up other Stark products. Product sales and these additional products are the bulk of the profit.

I went to the park behind the company to box for a while, took a walk and drank some water. It was already noon.

In the afternoon, we patrolled Manhattan and the Stark Industries Building, and it was almost evening.

"It's such a peaceful day today."

Duke stood at the door of the company and watched the night gradually swallow up the light.

A black limousine stopped in front of Duke, the door opened, and Matt's face emerged from inside, "Mr. Duke, I have sent Miss Mindy over."

In the back seat of the spacious vehicle, a masked Mindy leaned on the backrest, playing with a butterfly knife with both hands.

This knife was supposed to be Damon's birthday gift to her.

Duke smiled, opened the door and sat in, sitting on the sofa behind Mindy, "Are you ready, Mindy?"

The butterfly knife in Minty's hand drew a beautiful crescent moon and stopped in front of Duke's neck.

Duke raised his hand to hold the knife and said, "It looks like it's ready. Let's go, Matt."

In the central area of ​​Queens, Higante walked around impatiently in the penthouse, "What are these agents going to do? Have we offended them in any way?"

He looked at his driver with bloodshot eyes, a big black fat man. The driver helplessly spread his hands in front of his broad belly, "Boss, I've already asked, but the cashiers didn't say anything after they took the money. He even beat me up and kicked me out."

"They should be killed as a bunch of people."

Shigant was furious. These days, the New York police were targeting him as if he had taken the wrong medicine. Now all Shigant's transactions have stopped, and those semi-gray business premises have also been banned. Shigant has lost his income, and most of his men They all left him, but he was helpless.

"And that damn Kick-Ass guy is still alive and on a TV show."