Cyborg

Stark Villa, after experiencing an invasion, while repairing the villa, Stark also rebuilt the villa's defense system. .

After absorbing the energy, Zoro entered a sleeping upgrade mode.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with that bastard, Stark breathed a sigh of relief and swayed up the stairs with his crutches. But when he stepped into the living room, his relaxed steps suddenly stopped for a moment. Under the dim light of the living room, A shadowy man in a suit and tie sat there.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while.

"The security situation in New York is getting worse and worse!"

Stark muttered, and he raised his hand. The bracelet on his wrist quickly decomposed and deformed, forming a steel arm. The bright arc energy cannon in the palm of his hand had already locked onto the uninvited guest.

"Sir, you'd better explain your purpose immediately, otherwise..."

This watch is the result of Stark's latest research and design inspired by Solo. Although it is not yet a full set of armor, and its power is limited, it is enough to deal with emergencies like this.

"Mr. Stark! You know I will come to you, we have an appointment! Now, put down your weapons! We have fought side by side, you don't need to treat your comrades like this."

The lights were turned on, and Stark could clearly see the man in black in front of him. He was short and well-dressed. His expression was very gentle, and his eyes were filled with wisdom and a strong affinity. The hairline on the side is very high, making him look bald.

Holding a glass of watermelon juice in his hand, he looked very casual, like a friend visiting a neighbor.

"Phil Coulson, this is the second time we have met. Five days ago, we fought side by side in Queens! Of course, you were busy dealing with the Iron Overlord at the time, so maybe you didn't notice me!"

Coulson smiled and walked forward and stretched out his hand. Stark looked at the left hand with an indifferent expression on his face. This made Coulson a little embarrassed, but the embarrassment was fleeting and his hand turned to the other side.

"Then take a seat, Mr. Stark, there are some things we need to talk about."

Stark did not refuse this invitation. If the other party belonged to a government department, then he had better have a chat with this person.

"Please allow me to introduce myself again. I am from the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency..."

Coulson took out the black ID from his arms and said a series of complicated and difficult-to-pronounce names.

"I don't know about this department?"

A flash of suspicion flashed in Stark's eyes. He did not take the thing from Coulson, but silently asked Jarvis to take a photo of the ID and quickly searched for all relevant information.

"We are affiliated with the United Nations Security Council. You can also call us directly, SHIELD."

An awkward but polite smile flashed across Colson's face, and he coughed dryly and said.

Stark's lazily squinted eyes instantly opened. In some private letters left by his father, he had translated the name of this organization, but he had not heard any news about such a department for many years, even He once doubted whether this organization really existed.

Is this person from SHIELD?

If even he couldn't find the slightest trace, then how powerful is this mysterious government department?

"It seems that I no longer need to introduce Mr. Stark to you. I just have a few simple questions to ask! Hmm! Would you like a glass of watermelon juice?"

His shock was fully captured by Coulson, who smiled kindly.

"Hell, get this thing away, I'll never drink anything red again! Ugh! And ketchup! Heck!"

Stark's face immediately turned pale, with disgust written all over his face. After seeing too many dead people, he was very allergic to all red foods in the past few days.

"Well, I'm sorry! Let's talk business." Colson put down the watermelon juice in his hand apologetically.

"We already have the answer to how you escaped from Afghanistan, so let's talk about other things! For example, the robot you brought back from Afghanistan!"

Coulson looked at Stark with a kind expression on his face, as if he was visiting an old friend for many years. Even if he was asking questions, the gentle smile on his face really made it impossible to resist.

A meaningful and polite smile appeared on Stark's face. Coulson waited for a few seconds without seeing Stark speak. He could only curl his lips, secretly complaining about trouble, and continue to ask the next question.

"Hmm...Okay, let's talk about the battle five days ago! Our surveillance satellite captured these images!"

Coulson's very gentle man smiled, and he took out a stack of photos from his arms. The top one was a photo of a transforming metal robot taken from a high altitude angle. Fortunately, it was not captured. The face, because Zoro's human skin had been burned to ashes by the flames at that time.

"Mr. SHIELD, I do not belong to any government department. On the contrary, I have funded many government projects, and one of the preferential treatment I received is that I can not talk about things that I am not interested in."

Stark pursed his lips, propped his head up with one hand, and looked at Coulson who was smiling.

"Frankly, your friend is a dangerous person. You have to understand that. Your friend is special. He has great power."

Coulson took a deep breath and looked through the satellite surveillance footage when they saw the robot that could transform.

All of them were shocked by the powerful fighting power and perfect fighting skills. They sat upright involuntarily, lowered their voices, and then said.

"Trust me, it's better for your friends if we find him first."

Coulson's voice was sincere, giving people a sense of unconscious desire to convince, but he couldn't deceive Stark yet. If he really had enough clues, why bother asking himself? .

"Okay! For these dangerous people, experience tells us that the best way is to appease them. SHIELD has dealt with your friends who have bigger tempers and are more dangerous."

Looking at Stark's disbelieving expression, Coulson shrugged and said with a smile.

"Maybe you think you are unique, but there are actually many unstable factors in this world, and you are just one of them. We welcome people who stand up for justice, but at the same time, we will also guard against those who may cause trouble. He is a very troublesome person, and no one wants to see him cause a big mess, like this battle in Queens, which is not good for you or me, otherwise I won't be the one who comes here! "

At this time, the door of the villa suddenly opened, and the high heels made a "wait" sound. Pepo walked in quickly holding the ingredients. He was slightly stunned when he saw Colson, and then smiled and said

"Colson? It seems like you and Tony had a great time chatting!"

"Of course! My baby!" Stark walked over with a smile on his crutches and took the ingredients from Pepo's hand.

"Colson, do you want to stay for dinner?"

Pepper asked with a polite smile while arranging her hair.

"No, no, no! He has already eaten the delicious watermelon juice, and he is leaving immediately!" Stark said quickly, "Agent Coulson still has a lot of things to do! Right!"

"That's right! It's time for me to say goodbye!"

Coulson ended the conversation with a smile, said goodbye to the two of them and walked out.

A shiny black Ford SUV was parked outside the villa gate, driven by an indifferent black-haired female agent. Behind Coulson's car, she pointed to the co-pilot's computer without saying a word.

"so much?"

Colson turned on the computer, and a long list of personal information immediately refreshed, and then he let out a long sigh.

"Where's the surveillance? Did you take any photos of the front?"

Coulson rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes slightly.

"No, the other party is very experienced!" the black-haired female agent said coldly.

There were tens of thousands of personal information in the computer files. Coulson flipped through it a few times and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Our people discovered that Tony Stark had invaded the national resident database, but he had strong hacking skills. The technical department spent two days to identify all the suspects, a total of 130 and [-] , distributed throughout New York City, and the numbers are changing.”

Seeing the wry smile on Colson's face, the black-haired woman finally showed some expression and smiled sympathetically at him, and Colson also smiled wryly.

"Fortunately, judging from the conversation just now, there is no possibility of this machine ability user losing control for the time being. I hope he won't cause any more mess for us to clean up in the end."

Gently patting Colson on the shoulder, the cold female agent raised a smile on her lips.

"I have good news for you. The Director is ready to take over Tony Stark, so you can get rid of this mess."

"Don't tell me something worse happened!"

The smile on his old partner's face made Coulson feel angry and had a bad feeling.

"In the case of California, Representative Kelly, who recently vigorously promoted the mutant registration bill in Congress, has disappeared. The director suspects that this matter is related to the Mutant Brotherhood. After all, his recent behavior has been to provoke the Mutant Brotherhood crazily."

The female agent reached out and took out a stack of items from the mezzanine of the car door. The person in the top photo was in a suit and leather shoes, and he looked arrogant. He looked like a big shot.

Coulson read the information, and then let out a long breath. Sure enough, he was guessed.

With just a little flame from the car's igniter, the information was instantly swallowed up by the light blue flames, turning into powder and dissipating. The female agent next to her looked at her with a sad expression and pursed her lips into a smile.

"You can work harder!"

The female agent shrugged her shoulders, smiled briefly, and drove away quickly.

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