Marvel's Conscience

"Whiskey, I'm dying of thirst." Tony walked straight to the counter of the party and asked the service staff for a glass of wine.

However, unexpectedly, someone next to him suddenly stopped him.

"Mr Stark"

"What's the matter?" Tony looked at this middle-aged Mediterranean man who he had not noticed at all before.

"I'm Agent Coulson." Coulson said with a gentle smile.

"Oh, yes, I remember you. It was you who talked to Pep about something that day." Tony held up his wine glass, his mind turned for a moment, and he immediately thought of Colson and said, "That Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Directorate"

"Yes, it's me." Colson nodded and smiled: "That's right, you may not want to, but there are some things that we need to talk about in person."

“There are a lot of things that need to be addressed”

While Colson was talking, Tony was drinking whiskey and looking around the crowd, looking for his prey.

Suddenly, Tony's eyes saw a shadow in a blue evening gown, the shadow of a person he was most familiar with.

"How about we make an appointment at a precise time and talk."

"How about being at your company at 24pm on the 7th?" Coulson said seriously, as if Tony's wandering eyes hadn't happened.

"I think you're right." Tony looked directly at Pepper, obviously not putting much energy on Colson, and stretched out his hand to shake Colson's hand.

"Mr. Stark, I will give you one last piece of advice. Be careful with Mr. Obadie recently." Colson smiled, and after saying this, he left with a discerning eye.

As a senior agent, how could Coulson not know where Tony's attention was at this time.

So he won't disturb other people's good things here.

But Tony was shocked when he heard what Colson said before leaving. He quickly looked at Colson, only to see that Colson had disappeared into the crowd and was no longer visible.

Coulson's ability to conceal his figure is not bad either.

The person has already left, and there is no way to find him to ask him clearly.

Tony frowned and thought carefully about what Colson said at this time. Since returning from Afghanistan, he did feel that there must be an insider within the company, but he had never doubted Obadi.

Because Obadi has watched him grow up with his own eyes and is close to him, so he is one of the people he trusts most in the world.

"Is it really Obadie?" Tony muttered.

To say that there is a mole within the Stark Group, it is indeed someone with high authority and whom he trusts very much. There is no doubt that Obadi definitely meets this standard.

But, how could it be?

How could it be him?

Between the message from Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Obadi

Tony was confused.

However, Tony's trust in Obadi also opened a layer of cracks and began to waver.

"Trouble" Tony shook his head and drank the whiskey in the tall crystal glass in one gulp.

"It's so beautiful, I didn't even recognize it." Tony walked slowly towards Pepper with a smile and elegant steps.

Pepper turned around in surprise, saw Tony, and asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"To hide from government agents." Tony shrugged and asked with a smile: "Where did you get the skirt?"

The blue evening dress highlights Little Pepper's devilishly fiery figure. Her exquisitely arranged wavy golden curls shine with dazzling light. Her slender thighs are half exposed, and a large area of ​​her fair and jade-like skin is exposed to the air, showing off her beauty. The figure is perfect.

"Actually, it's your birthday gift to me." Little Pepper said with a helpless smile.

"I have good taste," Tony said with a proud smile instead of being ashamed.

"Yes." Pepper responded feebly. If it weren't for this man but the boss, he would definitely beat him up.

The arrogant boss, Tony Stark’s way of giving birthday gifts to his employees is to give them a credit card, let them choose their own birthday gifts, and then use his credit card to pay the bill. This is what Tony claims to have good taste.

If she were a money-grubbing woman, she would probably be eager to do this, but Little Pepper is not such a person.

The blue dress she chose was not very expensive and she could afford it with her own salary.

After all, as the big boss's personal secretary and life manager, Pepper's salary is actually no less than that of some senior executives of the Stark Group.

However, it was still an opportunity for Tony to give a gift, and Pepper herself didn't want to miss it in vain.

"Do you want to have a dance?" Tony asked politely.

"Oh, no, forget it." Pepper shook her head and refused.

But Pepper's refusal had no effect at all, and Tony just took Pepper's hand and walked to the center of the dance floor.

Tony is such a self-centered person,

Pepper brushed her hair awkwardly and looked around cautiously. Fortunately, not many people noticed her current situation.

Tony took Pepper and started dancing to the soothing piano music.

"I made you uncomfortable," Tony asked seriously, looking into Pepper's blue crystal eyes.

"Oh, no." Little Pepper quickly shook her head and joked a little hastily: "I always forget to spray perfume, and I have to dance with the boss in front of everyone, wearing a backless dress."

"You're beautiful and you smell good." Tony's magnetic voice sounded.

"God" Little Pepper lowered her head in embarrassment and did not dare to raise it again.

"If firing you will make you feel better, I can do that." Tony chuckled and made a joke.

"Fire me, and you won't even know how to wear shoes." Xiao Chili said slightly arrogantly.

"I can get used to it in a week." Tony hummed.

"Really? What's your social security number?" Pepper asked with raised eyebrows.

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After Tony flirted with Little Pepper, Little Pepper's heart trembled and she felt confused.

Tony walked to the counter and ordered the wine Pepper wanted from the waiter.

While Tony was waiting for the drink, a sexy beauty in a black evening dress slowly walked towards Tony.

"Tony Stark."

"Oh, hi," Tony greeted.

"What a surprise to meet you here." The beauty leaned on the counter and stared at Tony with her eyes.

"Kristen" Tony thought for a while, and then he remembered that this woman was the female reporter he had a night of ecstasy with before leaving for Afghanistan.

"You are really brave. You dare to show up here tonight." Christine said with anger in her words: "Can I know how you will react?"

"What" Tony asked confused.

"I mean your company was involved in the latest riot."

"What on earth are you talking about?" Tony narrowed his eyes and asked.

"This town is called Comilla, have you heard of it?" Christine placed a stack of photos in front of Tony.

Photo of Tony's puzzled results.

"A small town in Afghanistan was massacred, and the irony is that these terrorists all used weapons from the Stark Group." Christine sneered.

Tony ignored Christine's cynicism and looked through the photos with a frown.

The logo of the Stark Group is engraved on all the bombs. Obviously, these are really all arms produced by the Stark Group.

"When did this happen"

"yesterday"

"I didn't approve any shipments."

"But your company approved it."

"My company and I are two different things," Tony said angrily.

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