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Chapter 118 I Am Iron Man

"You're not Iron Man. ."

Pepper Potts interrupted Tony Stark's thoughts, picked up his suit and helped him put it on, and emphasized the "fact" again: "You are not."

Tony Stark bit the prompt card in his mouth, put his hands into the sleeves of his suit, and retorted vaguely: "I am."

"you are not."

In response to Pepper Potts's denial again, Tony Stark turned around, looked into her eyes and hypothesized: "If I were Iron Man, I should have someone who knows my identity and worries about me all day long. Safety, I’m afraid something will happen to my girlfriend.”

"you have not."

Tony Stark, who was repeatedly rejected, continued to think about himself without any discouragement: "She will be worried because of me, and she will also be proud of me. This kind of non-contradictory mood will only make her even more proud." I'm obsessed with you... Well, don't tell me you didn't think about this that night."

"What day is later?"

"You know."

"You mean, we danced together and went to the rooftop together..."

Pepper Potts said half of this in a very gentle tone, and then her tone suddenly changed: "Then, you left me alone on the roof to enjoy the night when you disappeared?"

"..."

Tony Stark, who has been a playboy all his life, has sincerely confessed his love for the first time in his life, and failed so gorgeously...

……

10 minutes later, Lee's restaurant in Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan, New York.

Saint, who was standing in front of the TV, looked at Tony Stark on the TV and lip-synched with him silently.

"I'm Iron Man."

What Tony Stark can't possibly know now is that his words opened a new chapter for the world.

As a globally famous figure, Tony Stark's revelation of his identity as a superhero will have a variety of positive and negative impacts on the world that are simply immeasurable. The only thing that is certain is that a large wave of supernatural powers will soon It’s because of him!

In the face of this explosive news, Saint, who lit up half of the night sky last night, can only play second fiddle, unless he, the golden boy, dares to hold a self-revealing press conference...

Saint, who originally didn't consider himself a superhero, actually didn't care much about Iron Man stealing the spotlight from Golden Boy. It could even be said that he was happy to see it happen. He was not Tony Star, who was used to being a slut. I can't get used to the glare of the spotlight, I wish I had someone standing in front of me to block the heat.

Iron Man can accept a life in the spotlight because he not only owns a villa on the sea cliff, but also a large private area surrounding the villa. He can be quiet and coquettish as much as he wants, because Saint has neither this condition nor No such plan.

Saint is very satisfied with the small life he lives every day and doesn't want to change it at all. In fact, if someone tries to break this peace and interfere with his simple life, he will definitely become furious and will definitely go crazy!

This is also the reason why Saint has always maintained a relatively friendly attitude towards SHIELD and even agreed to be their instructor. Saint has no interest in worrying about SHIELD's philosophy and style. He only knows that as long as this This "shield" still exists for a day and can block a lot of troubles for him. Otherwise, if any kitten or puppy jumps out, he would have to deal with it himself, which would be annoying to death.

The Avengers without S.H.I.E.L.D. blocking the gun in front of them are not a bloody lesson learned from the past. No matter how disdainful the behavior of agents and spies is, we cannot deny their efficiency...

The next day was the "lesson preparation deadline" agreed between Saint and SHIELD, so Phil Coulson, who had just finished dealing with Iron Man's self-exposure, was extremely busy. Immediately afterwards, he had to Don't call Saint.

Because Saint did not forget the agreed time, he answered the phone and said, "I'm ready."

Colson breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked on the phone: "Can you come to Trident class today? We are ready."

"can."

Saint has studied Kunlun's Qi Refining Technique and is [-]% sure that it can be successfully improved. The less than [-]% is due to the lack of experimental mice. He is actually a little better: "I will arrive in about an hour. .”

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the front entrance."

More than an hour later, Saint flew to the Trident Building in his transformed form. After meeting Colson at the door, he led him to a large, empty activity room. Two people The SHIELD agent, who is also a female, has been waiting here for a long time.

When Saint saw the two students in his first batch, he pointed at one of them and said, "Colson, why is she here? Don't tell me that she has also learned to be angry."

The red-haired female agent he was pointing at was none other than the black widow with a devilish figure, Natasha Romanoff. As for his other student, of course it was the Iron Rider, Melinda May.

"Indeed not."

Coulson said with a smile: "However, Agent Romanoff is very interested in qi. Can you do me a favor and let her experience the 'qi sense' and try to see if she can learn it?"

Saint curled his lips and replied reluctantly: "Does she understand Chinese? If not, just don't try it. Don't you understand the feeling of being out of date? Is it useful to you?"

"I know."

Black Widow took a step forward and answered Saint's question in fluent Chinese: "I used to know a little bit about it, but I have learned a lot recently. I think I know a little bit about the transformation of China now."

Because Saint was slightly surprised, and then thought about the real age of the person in front of him, he immediately felt relieved. Hearing the familiar native language, his attitude changed unconsciously, and he nodded in agreement: "Okay, then you give it a try. Bar."

Black Widow raised her lips with a smile and continued to say in Chinese: "Thank you for giving me a chance."

"I was originally here to be an instructor, wasn't I?"

Saint shrugged: "Then let's get started, Coulson?"

Seeing that the two of them got along fairly well, Coulson finally let go of his heart. He had witnessed how much Saint, a scumbag, held grudges from a first-person perspective...

"As per your request, we have not installed any video or audio recording equipment in this activity room."

Colson understood what Saint was calling him for. After saying this, he said goodbye: "If you don't have any other questions, I'll leave this place to you."

Saint looked around the activity room where he was and felt quite satisfied. He shook his head and said, "That's enough."

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