Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

[I went to see "Nezha 2" yesterday, hehehe]

"Don't move! Let go of that old man, Tony Stark!"

"Oh! My God!" Seeing Carter suddenly appear, Stark's fat face unconsciously revealed a look of surprise.

He never thought that he would be so overjoyed to see Carter one day.

Although Carter called him an old man, Stark was not angry at all. He just felt that Carter was particularly cute today.

Carter trotted up to the two men and pointed his gun at Ivan Vanko's face.

Staring at the black muzzle of the gun, Ivan Vanko swallowed his saliva and said:

"Officer, this is a misunderstanding. Look at this guy's face. He has no beard. He is not Tony Stark~"

"You're talking bullshit! I am Tony Stark." Stark was so angry that he was shaking. He was tied to a chair and tried to kick Ivan Vanko, but Vanko dodged him with a look of disgust.

Carter took a few steps closer, blinked, and looked at Stark's face with a hint of suspicion.

Before Ivan Vanke could show a smile of success, Carter pulled the trigger, and with a "bang", a bullet hit Vanke's feet.

"Don't move! Don't try to fool me. This old man without a beard must be Tony Stark. I recognize him. He is the guy who stole my police car with Father Cage.

And you, who are you! "

Stark automatically filtered out the discordant parts of Carter's words.

I, I was finally recognized...

Carter's words brought tears to Stark's eyes. He looked at Carter with gratitude in his eyes, and even had the urge to hold his head and cry.

But his pride would never allow him to do so, so Stark raised his face and let the tears flow back into his tear glands.

"Are all you NYPD officers Ninja Turtles in the sewers? Why did you only come now? You don't have to come any later.

Hurry up and take out your electric baton to kill him, and prove that you are not a bunch of lazy parasites."

"Mr. Stark." Carter turned the gun towards Stark and said awkwardly:

"I'm no longer a member of the NYPD, so I don't have a stun gun, I only have this..."

As he spoke, Carter weighed the muzzle of the gun.

Seeing Carter's finger moving back and forth on the trigger, which could cause an accidental discharge at any time, Stark leaned back tactically, closed his mouth, and said no more words.

Wan Ke, who was standing by, also stared in confusion, looking at Stark who was tied to the chair, puzzled.

After shaving his beard and being beaten like this, he was unrecognizable. How did Carter recognize that this was Tony Stark?

Of course, this is not a good time to explore Carter's ability to judge people. Seeing Carter's gun pointed at Stark, Vanke's eyes flashed with a cold light. He seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, quietly grasped the dagger inserted in his back and swung it violently, as fast as lightning, rushing towards Carter with a ferocious expression.

"Don't underestimate me! I am Ivan Vanko--!!!"

Ivan Vanko's violent movement scared Carter, and he pulled the trigger immediately.

bang——

A gunshot was heard, and Wan Ke looked at Stark who was lying on the ground beside him. Several question marks slowly appeared in his head, and even his pace slowed down.

"Oh no!" When Vanke came to his senses, he was horrified.

Carter had the gun pointed at him.

bang——

Carter raised his hand and fired another shot, which successfully knocked the dagger in Vanke's hand away.

Covering his wrist, Wanke looked at Carter indignantly. He was just one step away from winning, but he never expected that Carter would suddenly shoot at Stark, distracting him.

Stark staggered to untie the broken rope on his body and took several deep breaths to calm himself down.

For a moment, he thought he was dead. It was really not a good day to go out...

He ignored Carter who dared to shoot at him, and immediately pounced on Ivan Vanko.

pop - pop - pop -

Stark slapped Wan Ke in the face three times in a row, and his hands went numb. He asked loudly and angrily:

"Tell me! Where is Tony Stark?! Tell me! Who is Tony Stark? Tell me! Did Tony Stark steal anything from anyone?"

These slaps made Vanke's head dizzy, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. He glanced at Stark with his swollen pig face and sneered contemptuously.

"Oh~ Is this all you can do?"

Stark punched Vanke in the face again, causing two of his teeth to fall out.

Carter listened to the alarm bells getting closer and closer, and hurried forward to grab Stark and said:

“I am no longer a policeman, but a superhero wandering around New York. Although I have no money, I am full of justice and love. And now…

The police are here, and the superheroes should leave."

Having said that, Carter was about to turn around and run back.

Stark raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, grabbed Carter's arm and said:

"Officer Carter, I'm not in a very convenient position to meet people right now. How did you get here? Can you take me with you?"

"Me? Sure!" Carter thought about it, nodded, and agreed to Stark's request.

An hour later, Stark sat in the back seat of the police car with a sour face, sitting side by side with Carter.

God knows Carter actually came here in a police car. What kind of superhero rides in a police car? How despicable!

Not far from the police car, a reporter was reporting loudly:

"The kidnapping case that shocked New York City has been successfully solved. The suspect Ivan Vanko has been arrested, and an ordinary citizen has also been rescued.

But unfortunately, Tony Stark, the CEO of Stark Group, the richest man in New York, is still missing."

Stark silently turned his head and covered his face with his clothes.

In another police car, a hoarse voice sounded from the driver's seat as he looked through the rearview mirror at Ivan Vanko being escorted into the car:

"Ivan Vanko..."

"Is it you?" Wan Ke tugged at his handcuffs, stared into the deep eyes of the driver's cab, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his bruised mouth.

"Yes, it's me.

I have done what I promised you, but you have not done what you promised me."

Turning around, Nick Fury's dark face appeared in the cab of the police car. He stared at Vanke with his one eye, silently waiting for Vanke's answer.

"Heh--" Wan Ke sneered:

"That girl called Carter, is she yours too? You made me wait for so long just for her?

I see she knows nothing, aren't you afraid that I will be cruel and kill them both?"

There was no change of emotion on Nick's face, but the thought of Carter made his eyes flicker slightly.

"If you can."

Hearing this answer, Wan Ke's eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems that the guy named Carter is definitely not as simple as I imagined.

"I did promise you to force out the guys behind Stark, but I didn't expect that those guys were hiding deeper than I thought. Even when Stark was facing such a crisis, they still sat on the Diaoyutai and did nothing about it.

I even doubt whether they have not yet reacted. "

"That's impossible." Nick, the king of agents, rejected Vanke's guess.

“Those guys were able to infiltrate even S.H.I.E.L.D., they are definitely not as simple as we think.

It’s very likely…”

It is very likely that they have already seen through this conspiracy to lure them out.

even……

They are hiding among the SHIELD personnel involved in the plan.

"Okay." Nick looked at Vanke and said:

"I have to do my best to perform a play, and I don't want any mistakes to occur.

Next, behave yourself in prison, and SHIELD will take good care of your father."

Gritting his teeth, Vanke did not say no.

It was SHIELD that brought them to the United States, treated his seriously ill father, and gave him a chance to beat up his family's enemies with his own hands.

Going to jail, this was already agreed upon long ago.