Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Lark raised his feet and put them on the coffee table, leaned back and found a comfortable angle to lie down half-ly.

He has always been very casual when there are no outsiders.

"Leaving this aside, Asgard's technological level is much higher than that of Earth. Loki just needs to take out one of them as a benefit. There are many people in the world who want to drill here."

"What is he doing during this time, working hard? Recruiting troops to prepare for war? Improving strength?"

Before going to the South Pacific last time, Rocky said that the embassy had something to deal with and left in a hurry.

After returning from the mysterious island, Eve left the next day, and he didn't have time to ask what happened.

By the way, someone seems to be greedy for the gold card in his hand?

Unexpectedly, when Hawkeye heard this question, he burst out laughing, and then he felt impolite, so he suppressed his laughter, but his shoulders couldn't stop shaking.

"Pfft...Kuku, boss...you can guess what he is doing."

Lak became interested: "What a strange thing, it can actually let you, a professional agent, break through the defenses. Let's hear it."

"Don't tell me, you can guess for yourself, it's easy to guess."

"A drama."

"Wrong... Hey, boss, you guessed it right."

Hawkeye was surprised, he thought the boss would talk about making a movie.

After all, no one likes drama, except for old guys who are about to die, or a group of people who pretend to be serious.

"Tch, it's hard to guess, don't forget that I have been to Asgard, their technology and system are reversed in two levels, and drama performances are quite popular among flat names and nobles, and there are even people who specialize in this industry." actor."

Luck didn't care on the surface, but deep down he was still a little proud, his toes trembling:

"Is the content of the drama about him going through untold hardships to break into the alien fleet, and at the critical moment, King of Power's madness to save the earth?"

"Yes, perfect."

Hawkeye nodded in agreement.

New York SHIELD has conducted a psychological profile of Loki's character. The data show that he is extremely conceited, arrogant, and likes to show off. At the same time, he seems to have different... feelings for his brother Thor?

At that time, several psychologists who came to this conclusion thought that their brains were trapped by the door, and they made a mistake.

We urgently changed a group of people and profiled again, and the answer was the same as above.

Everyone suddenly took a breath of air-your circle is really chaotic!

And then...then the files were burned by Hill.

She found out the truth from Lark.

"It's boring, no, is there any role for me in it?"

Lark shook his head first, and then asked.

Although many high-level officials knew that he was a prostitute, ordinary people did not.

Reputation is of no use at all when it is useless, and it will in turn drag you down.

But in critical moments, it is still very useful.

Just like water can carry a boat, it can also capsize it.

Hawkeye: "Of course...no. According to my gossip, the show is called "The Man from Asgard". Except for the protagonist, they are all passers-by."

"Uh...that's very Loki."

The second prince of Asgard killed his brother (failed) and killed his father (failed). After all kinds of hardships, he finally ascended to the throne, full of ambitions and finally had the opportunity to implement.

He mobilized the power of the whole country, mobilized all materials, and waved his arms with Ling Yun's ambition:

"The three armies are ordered to start filming dramas from now on!!!"

This scene was so weird that Luck couldn't find anything to complain about, so he could only give a thumbs up and show the international gesture.

Bull 13!

Just when Lark thought it was over, Hawkeye suddenly gave a big news.

"Rocky invited the famous director James Cameron and invested 200 million US dollars to put the play on the big screen and sell it all over the world."

"Boom!"

Lak wiped the ashes from his buttocks, sat back on the sofa, and waved his hand to indicate if there was any more.

Hawkeye shook his head to indicate that there was no more.

Larkshe took a breath and said with emotion: "This is a good idea. It will not only allow people around the world to know him, but also allow the federal government to relax its vigilance, so that one day a nuclear bomb will not be launched into the sky."

Hawkeye agreed: "Indeed, at first Commander Hill was worried that Loki would not be willing to be lonely and wanted to conquer the Federation or the Earth. Now it seems completely unnecessary."

No, I want some things very much when I don’t have them. When I really get them, I throw them in the corner to eat ashes as soon as the novelty wears off.

Until I saw its "corpse" one day, "Oh, so I bought this thing", and then threw it into the trash can.

It's true.

In view of the embarrassing situation of overturning the car and falling off the sofa just now, Luck sat upright this time.

"I know about Loki's news, now let's talk about the situation of your branch."

As soon as Hawkeye heard that the conversation was serious, he also put away his laughing expression just now, got up again and took out a document from the cabinet...

A full five centimeters thick.

"Snapped!"

Lak's little heart trembled at the same time as the desktop, his little finger pushed the document away without a trace, and he took a sip of coffee to suppress his shock:

"You can tell me the general situation orally, and I'll just listen."

Hawkeye: I don't want to turn it over either.

"..."

The two stared at each other, and Clint was finally defeated by the golden light because his eyes were not as bright as Lak's.

He reluctantly picked up the thick report, covered it on the table, picked up the last brief report, and started reading.

Fortunately, I was prepared in advance, otherwise I would have been very unlucky today.

"Ahem, after the establishment of the embassy, ​​Loki abolished most of the original laws of Washington, D.C. and the Federation, and added most of the Asgard clauses. There is only one core idea. Loki is the supreme leader of this country. Disrespect to the king, or be dispatched to the border—that is, to mine at the border with other states.

The above is the beginning of it all.

There are good and bad clauses. Of course, the federal people who are used to freedom are not satisfied. Some people habitually organize parades, but the guards use tear gas to disperse them, and then dispatch small aircraft to catch them all and send them to mining.

After three forceful measures, the fight in Washington, D.C. finally stopped for a while. Then Loki's people found us, and the two sides cooperated to establish a law enforcement agency.

At the same time, the palace presented a medical cabin that can cure 90% of diseases, saying that people who live in the embassy (formerly Washington, D.C.) within one year can participate in a lottery for free treatment the next year.

In order to demonstrate the effect, they randomly selected a seriously ill mother for treatment that day. At the end of thirty minutes, after diagnosis by the on-site authoritative medical team, her disease was indeed cured and there were no side effects.

After seeing the effect, many wealthy people suddenly asked: Can terminal illnesses like cancer be cured?

The palace responded that it could be weakened by 90%.

Although the expected answer was not obtained, the weakening of % has exceeded the imagination of many people.

So no matter the rich or the poor, they all stayed, hoping to become the unique lucky one.

So far, the embassy has finally stabilized, our pressure has been greatly reduced, and the difficulty of maintaining law and order has been greatly reduced. "

After reading the last sentence, Hawkeye put down the report and took a sip of saliva to moisten his throat.

Lark on the opposite side kept thinking.

When he first came in, Hawkeye said that people kept moving out of the embassy and went to other cities, but the report said that the civilians chose to stay.

At first glance they seem contradictory and illogical.

It's actually very easy to explain.

Drawing lucky ones for medical treatment and buying lottery tickets are of the same nature. Is the bonus of tens of millions enough?Are you happy?

many!Cool!

But how many places are there?

One in a million people, the probability is too low.

As long as there is some capital, no one will be stupid and wait for the pie to fall from the sky before reaching the stage of betting their lives with God.

Lak breathed a sigh of relief after the analysis, and everything seems to be going well so far.

"Okay, I understand everything you need to know. Let's go now. Anyway, you can contact Hill at any time if you have anything. If she can't solve it, she will transfer it to me."

Lark stood up and adjusted his clothes, stopped Hawkeye's movement to get up, and walked outside by himself.

He hasn't reached the point where he needs his subordinates to open the door to show his style.

As soon as the door closed, a chubby little white rabbit "Duang" "Duang" "Duang" jumped over, hugged his arm and shook it a few times.

"Is the matter over?" Daisy said with a wide-eyed smile.

Lark adjusted his position to balance the pressure on the left and right sides: "Well, it's over."

"Then are you going to go back now, or I will show you around, there are many Asgardian-style things in the city."

Daisy said but didn't wait for Lark's consent, dragging him outside.

When they passed the corner, they held their heads high and held their chests high, making several pretty girls tremble with anger.

"Damn it, that's so arrogant."

"Yes, the big breasts are amazing. The boss is not such a vulgar person. He likes interesting souls."

The others looked down at their majestic minds, then at her poverty on a washboard, and quietly pulled away from her.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at Asgard Shopping Street.

After getting out of the car, Lak could not help but slap himself hard, tell me, why did you promise so quickly.

A woman walking in a shopping mall, is she a woman? She is a superman.

It's been running around the clock for 24 hours, and there's still nothing the same.

But...she gave too much.

Lark felt the warmth coming from his arms and decided to risk his life today. Wasn't it just to risk his life to play with the ball... ah, he would risk his life to accompany the woman.

Two more!

The next day,

On the second day,

On the third day,

the fourth day,

the seventh day.

Lark had been staying at the embassy and hadn't gone anywhere.

……

New York, Stark Industries.

After a week of all-night confrontation, the people in the anti-monopoly department were superior and won the victory.

The final signing (show off moment) is taking place at this point.

It's a bitter experience since being defeated by a middle-aged man who doesn't speak martial arts that day.

Get up at five o'clock every morning, jog one kilometer to the gym to pump iron, go home at nine o'clock, wash up, and show off two taels of protein powder afterward.

After get off work at : p.m., go to the gym to push iron for two hours, and then get two taels of protein powder with five eggs when I get home.

In his words, if you want to grow biceps in a week, you must take strong medicine.

The hard work paid off, and after a week of devil training, he really developed his biceps... pimples.

For this reason, his already precarious hair failed to withstand this test and left him.

"Swipe!"

Mediterranean coolly put down the pen, stood up and held hands with a friendly face, and bulged his arms slightly:

"Hahaha, I'm sorry. I don't know why, but my fitness effects have been great recently. My muscles are growing and I can't stop even if I want to. I'm sorry for scaring you."

He said this, but kept holding his hand and refused to let go.

Others marveled at his shamelessness, lowering their heads and pretending to be deaf and dumb.

After trying with a friendly face, he failed to pull his hand out. He scanned the surrounding crowd, and reluctantly pushed the document to the assistant.

He laughed and said, "Coincidentally, since I finished flattening the little trash that day, my training experience has greatly improved, and my body fat rate has dropped by two percentage points accidentally."

After the words fell, both sides increased their strength at the same time. The skin suddenly turned red and the joints creaked.

Hearing the start of the match, everyone who had just wandered off immediately turned their heads and watched the duel between the handsome man and the greasy man with great interest.

For three seconds, Mediterranean looked normal.

For five seconds, Mediterranean breathing accelerates.

In 10 seconds, Mediterranean blood surged up, and his face was blood red.

For 20 seconds, Mediterranean had a ferocious face, his arms drooped, and his body gradually bent.

In 25 seconds, just as he was about to beg for mercy, the iron hand suddenly let go, and the blood found an opportunity to rush faster, and finally hugged a hand.

He turned around and stood side by side with him with a friendly face, still smiling and said to the crowd: "I admire, Director Ike is really good, this battle is a draw."

After three seconds of silence, the office burst into applause.

Mediterranean came to his senses and burst into tears of gratitude.

Woohoo, he obviously won this game, but I didn’t expect that he let me go at the last moment.

He is so gentle,

I cried to death.

Woo woo woo.

After taking pictures, he sent them downstairs on behalf of Stark Industries with a friendly face, and watched the bus drive out of the park and disappear at the end of the road.

Next to it, the reporter who had been squatting for a long time frantically clicked on the flashlight, and recorded this touching scene. After thinking about the title, he called:

Big-hearted Stark.

A professional assistant in a suit came out from behind with small steps, handed a piece of paper with a friendly face, and whispered in his ear:

"Minister, the technical department is ready, you can start performing."

"Okay, wait, what is performance, I mean tell the truth, do you understand?"

"Understand, understand, tell the truth, whatever the minister says is whatever it is."

With a friendly face, he took over and drove away the little assistant, stepped on the small wooden pier that was temporarily moved, and coughed twice to attract the attention of outside reporters.

"Cough cough."

The reporters had packed their things and were about to leave. Seeing this scene, they guessed that Representative Stark had something to say, so they immediately took out their stuff again and approached the gate.

"Minister Anders, are you going to announce the results of the week-long negotiations? Did Stark Industries win? Or the antitrust department?"

"Minister Andema..."

"Minister Andema..."

Under Armor lowered his hands, and after the crowd quieted down, he said, "I'll answer your first answer first. In this negotiation, the two sides adhere to the common concept of mutual benefit and win-win, and promote the progress of the world, and cooperate... "

The reporters listened to the classic official rhetoric with great interest. On the surface, it was all nonsense, but secretly it revealed a key message:

Stark Industries lost.

According to past tradition, if it is a victory for Stark Industries, the official website will already have a victory sign.

Just when they were about to go back and trumpet the failure of Stark Industries negotiations, Minister Under Armor dropped a bombshell:

"Stark Industries officially launched its second smartphone operating system, Android, and will hold a bidding ceremony a week later. The highest bidder will win."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving behind reporters with... flushed faces.