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"You said it yourself, this is a new world. I will definitely explore this new world to find some interesting things."

Jerome picked up the coffee cup in his hand and took another sip. Even though the coffee cup contained only a few dollars of instant coffee, he felt like high-end black tea.

Gotham’s “Joker” Jerome, whose elegance never goes out of style.

"In a world, there will be different great men and different magnificent scenes in each era, and the number of treasures left behind is simply unrecordable."

"Ah, these don't seem important to me. You know what, what I'm really looking for is the process of Funny."

"In the process, I like to set a small goal for myself. This time, the small goal is to disrupt the world first."

"This world, this city, New York is still a little too routine. I need to break his order and bring him new chaos."

Jerome spoke lightly of his dreams and wishes.

Jerome revealed his small goal. His goal was to disrupt the city and bring new chaos to the city.

However, when Jerome said these words, he did not make anyone feel disgusted at all.

Holding a cane in his hand and saying these words, he was like a speaker giving a speech. He could easily make others believe in him and bring unparalleled confidence to others.

"Bah, what a small goal, isn't it just to cause trouble? Why do you say it so nicely?"

"Why are you talking so nicely about your greedy instincts like that of Kirby!" Pikachu, who was wearing a hat, was unhappy when he heard his words. Jerome said that he seemed to be speaking righteously.

"Yes, this is Mr. Jerome."

"No matter what you want to do, but if you want to do something that undermines the stability of this society."

"I, Iron Man Tony Stark, will never let you go."

After Tony Stark understood Jerome's words, he also expressed his attitude in words.

"Mustache, you look pretty good too."

"You are not just a playboy and a weapons dealer, but as long as you fight against this hateful guy like the Joker, you and I will be good friends. Uncle Pikachu is very fond of you now."

Pikachu ran up to Constantine's shoulders and put his hands on his small waist. He looked at Tony Stark and said as if his elder brother thinks highly of you.

"You little guy..."

Tony was a little speechless now. This little guy was so familiar that he actually asked himself to be his little brother.

"Okay, stop playing tricks here."

Constantine took out another cigarette, then took out a lighter, lit it, put it on his mouth and started to smoke.

"Jerome, you know, I don't want to hear your bullshit ideals and dreams, and I'm not interested either."

"The only thing I really know is that you have been blocking me for a long time. Your existence has prevented my salary from rising for a long time."

If I don't get rid of this guy like you, I will never be able to become a regular employee in my life. "

After Constantine finished speaking, a giant silver-white firearm suddenly appeared in his hand. Without saying a word, it fired at him for a while, and the energy beam shot at Jerome in an instant.

Energy rays instantly filled Jerome's body, and a burst of smoke splashed up, making it difficult to see what was happening behind him.

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"Oh my god!"

So decisive!

Tony Stark was completely shocked by Constantine. He was chatting with you just now, but now he shot him without saying a word.

If he knew that there was an ancient saying from the Dragon Kingdom, he would use the current ancient Dragon Kingdom saying to describe Constantine.

Young people don't talk about martial arts!

"You are still as shameless as ever, and you still like to do these stupid tests. You clearly know that you can't kill me, but now you disrupt my rhythm."

The smoke dissipated, and Jerome's voice came again.

He was not injured at all, but his clothes had been blown away by the blast.

Although he still had such an elegant temperament, his messy clothes made him look a little embarrassed.

"Forget it, there are some things that are useless even if you say more, especially for people like you, so bye bye."

"However, Tony Stark hopes that you can give me some new surprises next time we meet again."

Jerome looked at Tony Stark, his eyes full of heat, but he regarded him as another person in his heart.

"what?"

Tony didn't have time to react.

"ciao!"

A cube appeared in Jerome's hand, with a golden eye marked on it. Anyone who could understand him would know that it was the Eye of Horus in Egyptian mythology.

A blue light flashed on the cube, and Jerome disappeared into the blue light, leaving only his words in the museum.

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"Do you want to smoke? Have one?"

"Let's go, maybe we should have a good chat." Constantine walked up to Tony Stark and handed him a cigarette.

Tony looked at the cigarette, but finally didn't take it.

"It seems that you don't know that a cigarette is also a good way for men to chat." Constantine took a cigarette in his mouth.

"Sir, can we have a chat?" Colson had just broken free from his restraints, cleaned up the dust on his body, and asked with a friendly smile.

Tony Stark doesn't want to, but Agent Coulson of S.H.I.E.L.D. does!

"I don't want to talk about anything more with you. Talking to you agents is in vain."

Constantine's expression towards Tony and Stark was friendly and easy to talk to, but towards agents like Coulson, he was cold.

Constantine said you agents can eat whatever you want.

"Yes, yes, your kind of secret service organization is the most annoying." Even Pikachu, who was lying on Constantine's shoulder, gave his speech when faced with Coulson's "shamelessness".

"This…"

"SHIELD has the power to supervise such abnormal events, so I hope you can cooperate with our investigation."

Well, now Agent Coulson doesn't even pretend, he has directly stated the true nature of SHIELD, and he hopes Constantine and the others will cooperate.

"Boring, Tony Stark, hurry up and leave. This time the Young Master invited me over, but it cost a lot of money."

"And I don't believe you would like to have a group of agents record your conversation when you are talking to others, right?"

There was Pikachu standing on Constantine's shoulder, with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He ignored Agent Coulson and they just left, turning to Tony Stark and saying.

"Mr. Stark."

"Oh, there's nothing I can do about it."

Tony looked at Agent Kessen who was hesitant to speak to him, expressed his denial, and then drove the Iron Man suit to follow Constantine who left.

"Colson, what should we do next?"

The remaining members of the special operations team who were injured gathered around him and asked him.

"First collect the bodies of our colleagues, and then collect the remains of the odd objects."

Agent Coulson pointed to the remains left underground, such as the weird doll, and said to the agent next to him.

"Roger that!"

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