Overwatch Heroes Mixed With Marvel

Tony was already impatient. Before Wang Dalong could put the cooked burger on his plate, he reached out and grabbed the burger and took a bite.

The bread is crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, cold and crisp cucumber slices, soft and tender meatloaf, and a salad full of rich aroma. These four different flavors bloom on Tony's taste buds at the same time.

"Um"

Tony closed his eyes, carefully savoring the lingering fragrance in his mouth, and involuntarily let out a satisfied moan.

In less than three seconds, Tony had eaten the entire burger.

He was still unfinished, his eyes seemed to be wandering towards Wang Dalong and Happy's plates.

"Don't even think about it"

Wang Dalong picked up the plate and took a half step back: "Don't even think about eating my burger."

With that said, he swallowed the burger in two big mouthfuls.

"Happy"

Tony saw this and turned to look at Happy.

"Ahhhhh."

A loud sneeze hit the burger in front of him.

Wang Dalong on the side could see his mouth twitching. This was an incredible move. Aren't you afraid of getting fired?

"Boss, you eat."

Happy picked up the plate and handed it over.

Tony waved his hand with a look of disgust and squeezed out one word from between his teeth: "Get out"

After sending Tony away with a few hamburgers, Wang Dalong locked the door of the store and walked into the basement.

The basement is ten meters long and wide and about three meters high. Fitness equipment such as treadmills and dumbbells are placed aside in an orderly manner.

"Athena, I want to repair my body."

After confirming that no one was around, Wang Dalong began to speak into the air.

Repairing a severely disabled residual limb requires 600 points. Do you want to confirm the repair?

"Athena, can I get credit?"

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"Your uncle!" Wang Dalong was furious. He didn't expect that he had unlocked four heroes and still didn't have enough authority.

Fortunately, SHIELD should have some high-tech prosthetics, enough to support him until he completes the third mission.

"Way, Fury?"

Through the system, Wang Dalong dialed Fury's personal phone number.

"I need high-tech prosthetics, the most advanced kind."

"Shouldn't you come to the bureau to prepare dinner now?"

Fury's tone on the other end of the phone was obviously unpleasant.

"Oh, yes, yes, I'm about to come over. Well, I need some raw materials. Can you buy them for me? You also know that my current physical condition is not convenient."

In the SHIELD employee residential area, a tempting aroma came from nowhere.

Wang Dalong, wearing an apron, was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

It's still too tiring to cook alone, but it would be easier if there were two assistants.

"Long, why don't you come and have some?"

Fury dug into the food with a spoon, and his forehead was already so hot that he was sweating.

"Don't eat." Wang Dalong's eyes were fixed on the TV, watching the replay of the match between Spain and Portugal.

In the days after he was kidnapped, he had already missed several exciting games, and now he naturally had to make up for it.

"Cristiano Ronaldo's performance is very good."

Hawkeye, dressed in a black outfit, sat next to Wang Dalong.

"Yeah yeah."

Wang Dalong was panicking now when he saw this big shot with arrows. Why did he defraud others of half a month's salary?

"you're afraid of me"

Hawkeye looked at him with a half-smile.

"Boss, isn't it just half a month's salary? That's not enough."

Wang Dalong was crying and looking like he was in pain.

"You know shit," Hawkeye spat.

"Who knew Brazil was so good? I spent all my savings on Brazil to win."

Looking at the hopeless look of the hawk next to him, Wang Dalong couldn't help but sigh, gambling on football is risky, so bets need to be made with caution.

"Brazil did not perform well this time, but don't be discouraged. There are still a few games to come, and you still have a chance to make a comeback."

Wang Dalong comforted.

"He has no chance to make a comeback," the widowed sister came over, "He spent his last penny on the Brazilian team, and now he is a veritable pauper. Otherwise, why do you think he would come here to eat?"

"I'm here for the delicious food." Hawkeye said righteously.

"That's nonsense. You used to eat in high-end restaurants, and the financial department still has the invoices for reimbursement."

Fury was also full at this time and came over with a glass of whiskey.

"I'm not saying that, we are colleagues, so we shouldn't be adding insult to injury like this," Hawkeye said with a wry smile.

"Colleague" the widowed sister smiled coldly, "You haven't paid me back the money I paid for the last trip to the shooting range."

"Then why do you still remember this?" Hawkeye's face became even more bitter.

As an archer, long hours of training are indispensable, and arrows are consumables. A bent arrow shaft or a blunt arrow will affect his performance, so he wastes a lot of special arrows every time he trains.

SHIELD's funds are allocated by the World Security Council. Funding has always been a big problem, otherwise SHIELD wouldn't have dragged Tony in.

Every time he went to archery training, Hawkeye had to pay for his own money. Over time, he developed the habit of eating and drinking, and the S.H.I.E.L.D. building became his home.

"By the way, have you done enough acting?"

Wang Dalong stood up and began to clear the plates on the table. As an excellent chef, he must finish everything from beginning to end.

"You saw it." Fury put down his wine glass and said, "How Tony and that so-and-so came back, only you three know."

"You didn't bring the armor back." Hearing this, Wang Dalong was stunned. He originally thought SHIELD would collect all the armor scattered in the desert.

"We don't have that time. If you think SHIELD is omnipotent and can invade the airspace and territory of other countries without permission, you have already crossed the line. You think it is easy to block so many satellites."

Fury's explanation made Wang Dalong suddenly enlightened.

"That's why I came to you. As SHIELD's official chef, shouldn't you give Tony that skill?"

"Don't even think about it." Wang Dalong refused without even thinking.

Are you kidding? Give SHIELD the technology to make steel suits. At this time, SHIELD is already a den of thieves. Hydra almost controls the entire SHIELD.

"This is a personal asset, why should I give it to you?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is to protect the safety of the earth. This is for all mankind."

"Okay, even if you stand on the high moral ground, a suit costs hundreds of millions of dollars. Do you think the World Security Council might allocate this money to you?"

After listening to Wang Dalong's words, Fury fell silent.

The five major gangsters, headed by the United States of America, have always treated SHIELD as their godson. They not only want them to work, but also guard against them. There has never been a one-time allocation of hundreds of millions of dollars.

Fury thought for a moment and then said: "Okay, then I have one more request."