Marvel Nephalem

Two months later, Clark once again entered the interrogation room of the New York Police Department's Seventh Precinct.

In addition to his greatly improved mental outlook, Clark is now as calm and self-defeating as an awakening lion. Coupled with his no-nonsense behavior and conversation style, Clark already has the temperament of a big man.

This made the fat police officer Bob, who had previously made news about him and wanted to make headlines, a little uneasy because he was the one responsible for interrogating this extremely burly old man with scars all over his body.

Especially since there was a slightly bleeding bullet hole in the opponent's chest.

Bob had no doubt that the other party could break free of the handcuffs and send him back and forth with one punch.

"Ahem... um." Bob, who can cut off his head and bleed or bleed, cleared his throat and opened his hands to send out agents to bring evidence from the crime scene and said: "Clark Kent, we received an anonymous call from Report, you participated in a street fight between gangs, and..."

Clark looked at Bob with a straight face and his eyes were full of indifference, which made Bob's liver tremble. He opened the evidence photo and said hesitantly: "And killed 15... local gang armed men..."

Looking at the bloody and horrific photos, Bob tried his best to resist the desire to let go of donuts in his stomach. He quickly got up and poured himself a glass of water. He also turned to ask Clark if he wanted some.

Clark nodded, raised his handcuffed hands and motioned for the other party to sit down.Watching Bob take his seat with evasive eyes, Clark suddenly asked: "Have you ever heard that there are Spanish gangs in New York?"

Bob was stunned when he heard this. He looked through the file in his hand and asked hesitantly: "Maybe you don't know that they are a Mexican gang?"

Clark frowned slightly and shook his head, teasing: "Now gangsters are wearing tactical equipment and shooting with light machine guns on the streets of New York, and the New York police still don't know their identities. It seems that I have to stock up a tank at home, and then put the whole Install barbed wire fences in neighborhoods.”

Clark's sarcasm made Tony, who was watching the live broadcast outside the observation window, laugh happily. He pointed at the embarrassed Officer Mahoney across from him and said inside the observation window: "You can't even figure out the identity of the attacker, Officer Mahony." Officer, you should know very well that Clark Kent is being treated unfairly right now. You really want an old man who is almost 70 years old and suffering from a gunshot wound to stay naked all night in the police station for his righteous actions."

"Unsurprisingly, many reporters will be rushing to report tomorrow on the New York police's violation of the human rights of just people and their inaction in response to vicious times."

Tony raised his chin slightly, looked at the embarrassed Mahoney and said, "I can see that you are a good policeman with a strong sense of justice. You must have something to do with Mr. Kent teaching free classes to poor students in Clinton District. Hear it.”

"Just imagine, an old teacher who is loved by people in Clinton District. He bravely fought unknown armed terrorists for the safety of his students. He fulfilled his justice when the police were delayed, but the result was that he was killed by you. Forcibly detained and interrogated overnight regardless of the old man's health." Tony looked at Officer Mahoney, who looked like he had swallowed a hot drink, and gestured for him to look outside the police station and said, "Think about how many people will call tomorrow. I applied to you to protest against your march, but your superiors are unwilling to come forward and entrust the matter to you. Then you have to make the most fair and peaceful decision that will have a better impact on society."

Mahoney, who had only been a policeman for a few years, was a little excited when he saw his idol. The big-picture truth made him unable to turn around, and he hesitated: "But I am just a small policeman, and he does not have a defense lawyer." When I arrived, I couldn’t make a decision at all.”

Tony showed a proud expression as if he was waiting for your words. He looked at a dozen lawyers who walked into the police station one after another with umbrellas in the rain, and said to Constable Mahoney: "The lawyers are here."

Mahoney looked bewildered as he watched a dozen elites in the legal profession folding their umbrellas and lined up on both sides. They did not talk to him directly but seemed to be waiting for some big shot.

But Tony seemed to know this way of appearing very well. Tony, who was wearing a casual jacket, put his hands in his pockets and looked at the police station door angrily.

A well-dressed, fat and bald old man holding a cane walked into the police station with great flamboyance under the umbrellas of several beautiful women, just like a star walking on the red carpet.

The old man put one hand behind his back, looked at Tony Stark who was looking increasingly unnatural, and showed a proud smile. He said sharply to the beautiful woman with the umbrella beside him: "Oh~ Little Tony has grown so big, do you still remember Joey?" When uncle came to your house decades ago, you were still running around the house naked."

Tony Stark, who looked unhappy, turned around and left when he heard Joey's words. He didn't even want to pay attention to it as if he had seen some kind of plague. He slapped Happy, who was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, to wake up, and left directly.

When Joey saw Tony Stark leaving, he slowly put away his smile, leaned on a cane and stood in front of Mahoney, who was slightly taller than him, and said in an extremely mean tone: "There are still a few lawyers on the way who need me to contact them. Did the White House make a special phone call for you?"

......

Simple wooden interior, warm wall scenery.

Winnie Buffett was sleeping on a raised white hospital bed. She had just received emergency care and was still in a coma.

From time to time, one or two tiny bubbles would bubble up from the infusion bag hanging next to the hospital bed. Accompanied by the steady beeping of the heart rate monitor, Clark, who was sitting on the sofa in front of the window, was dozing off.

Due to the catastrophic alien invasion of New York some time ago, there are still not enough hospital beds at Mount Sinai Hospital. Bruce, the black boy who was shot in the thigh, had to make do with a bunk bed for one night after he got his tetanus shot. The doctor said he could go home after receiving the infusion tomorrow morning and receiving the medicine.

His best friend Alfred was chatting with his girlfriend outside the door about the thrilling scene tonight.

As for Winnie's family, unfortunately, the hospital has been unable to contact them.

Tony came home without even saying hello. Clark's cell phone got wet while removing Tony's mask, and he couldn't contact his daughter.

But luckily, a fat old man who claimed to be the former CEO of the Clinton Group, a billionaire, a banker, a philanthropist, and a flamboyant man helped him out.

Joey Bode, Clark Kent has heard a little about this person. He was once rated by the media as New York's oldest love libertine. He has been childless in his life and attaches great importance to money, power and status. He has been working in the real estate and finance industry. , once invested in Stark Industries when he was young.

But after making a few profits from it, he immediately withdrew after Howard Stark and his wife were killed in a car accident in 1991. This move almost completely collapsed the hard-hit Stark Industries, so Obadiah Stane made a timely decision. Remedy allowed Stark Industries to survive until the moment when Tony's prodigal son turned back.

Joey Bode, who got out in time and had a large amount of money on hand, turned to cooperate with Liv Hathaway, who was being disliked by all walks of life for acquiring the Clinton District. Later, he formed the Clinton Group and established the Clinton Group. Hathaway took over immediately on the day of his death and managed and managed the company for many years.

Whether it was his reputation, his decisive style of stepping away immediately after Howard's death, or his impatience when he took over on the day of Liv's death.

They are all showing to the outside world that this Yingzheng is a ruthless businessman who values ​​profit first.

Some people even speculated that Queen Clinton's death was related to Joey.

But when Anne Hathaway left college as an adult and announced that she would return to the Clinton Group, the media speculated on how Joy would suppress and prevent Anne, who had little experience, from taking over.

However, after being interviewed by Anne, he changed his domineering and tough attitude and took the initiative to let Anne take over the throne that he had held for eight years. During the handover, he praised and blessed her, and at the same time announced that he would no longer be involved in the Clinton Group. management things.

This has led the media to speculate on what unique tricks the new president of the Clinton Group and the new Queen Clinton used to completely defeat this ruthless hound that has dominated the shopping mall for many years.

Clark couldn't figure it out at first. He couldn't figure out why this business hound, who had been pursuing money, power and status all his life, would abandon his hard-working plans for so many years and choose to retire in such a way that was extremely detrimental to his reputation.

But now Clark finally understands.

Joey Bode, this ruthless business hyena, a speculative businessman with no bottom line in the eyes of the outside world, is simply acting.

A drama of life that has been staged for countless years and produced with great ingenuity.