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"I know you don't believe it. The second message is for you."

Chen Hao raised his hand and tapped Stark's chest, and his words became more and more consistent with his fabricated identity: "I studied this with your father. If you use it too much, you will be poisoned."

Stark's face darkened. He was an expert in this field.

If a substitute for palladium cannot be found, long-term use will indeed lead to palladium poisoning.

He is very clear about this.

"Is there any element that can be substituted?" Stark wanted to call Chen Hao's name, but remembered that he hadn't asked yet, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"The current elements and combined elements are useless."

Chen Hao shook his head and stared into Stark's eyes: "You can go to Nick Fury from S.H.I.E.L.D. He has Howard's previous research information and can develop new elements to replace palladium."

"New element" Stark murmured these two words, with a strange look in his eyes.

He raised his head and tried to ask every detail clearly: "Which department is SHIELD?"

"It's an independent department of the U.S. government. I can't remember its previous name."

Judging from Chen Hao's serious look, it didn't look like he was lying to him at all.

Stark extended his hand in a friendly manner and said with a smile: "Formal acquaintance, Tony Stark."

"Chen Hao."

Now, the two of them officially knew each other.

If there is a S.H.I.E.L.D. department, just go back and check with Tocia.

At least at this point, Stark believed that Chen Hao had no need to deceive him, so he believed even more in his identity as his father's colleague.

But here comes the problem. Since Chen Hao is his father's colleague and he should be quite old, what should he be called now?

Uncle Chen

Grandpa Chen

I always feel it's weird there.

"Build the second-generation machine first, and then go find trouble with that person."

Chen Hao reminded him, lying on the sofa and yawned.

Stark licked his lips and didn't bother anymore.

Only some wine and snacks were stored on the private plane. After a few glasses of wine, there was nothing in my stomach.

Edwards Air Force Base, United States.

Although Colonel Rhodes was not accompanying him, he gave Stark permission to land.

His secretary, Pepper Potts, and his driver, Happy, were waiting anxiously outside the tarmac.

The cabin door opened, and the medical staff who had been waiting for a long time got on the plane first and carried Ethan away on a stretcher with an IV drip.

Next, he will be sent to the hospital to be cared for by dedicated personnel until he recovers.

Chen Hao and Stark finally got off the plane.

Seeing Stark safe and sound, Potts, who was wearing no makeup, had moist eyes and smiled.

Stark came to Potts with a straight face: "Look, your eyes are red and you are crying for me."

"These are tears of joy, lest you die and I have to look for a job again."

Stark raised his eyelids, turned around and made a gesture of invitation to Chen Hao, and personally helped him open the front door.

Seeing Stark's attitude, Potts and Happy were both a little surprised.

Even against the U.S. senators, Stark has never been so polite.

What is the identity of this Asian young man?

A group of four people got into the car. Happy held the steering wheel and asked: "Where are we going, boss?"

Potts answered first: "Please take us to the hospital, Happy."

"Ugh, no."

Stark refused directly: "Ethan has gone to the hospital, and I don't want him to wake up and see us in the same ward."

"But"

"Nothing but, Potts, I want to do two things right now. The first is to eat a cheeseburger."

Stark was a womanizer, and Potts thought he was just making a random excuse, but actually he wanted to find a pretty girl to have sex with to relieve his stress.

Just when he was about to refute, he saw Chen Hao sitting in the front row and finally held back.

"The second thing is that I want you to help me hold a press conference."

"Press conference" Potts was startled. Stark had never attended a press conference before. What happened today.

"Yes, press conference." Stark looked at the front row: "Happy, drive, let's go eat burgers first."

The car was driving fast, and the atmosphere inside the car became extremely quiet.

Happy drove to a McDonald's window and rolled down the window.

"Hey, Chen Hao, what do you want?" Stark patted the chair in front of him.

Chen Hao smiled slightly, remembering the cheeseburger joke mentioned in pulp novels: "Have a piece."

"Two cheeseburgers, thank you."

Happy paid the money, and before the two of them had time to eat, the car quickly drove into the front of the Stark Industries building.

The square was filled with a group of people in suits and ties.

"Wow, look, who is here?"

The bald Stan opened the back seat door and gave Stark a warm hug.

This Stan is the murderer behind the plot to kill Stark in the Afghan incident.

At first, Stark was busy with his studies. After Howard's death, Stark Industries has been managed by Stan.

Since Stark returned from school at the age of 21 and took over Stark Industries, Stan has begun to take a back seat.

Seeing Stark tearing open the cheeseburger package, Stan joked: "Do you have my share?"

"There's only one, and I still want to eat it."

Stark and Stan entered the venue together, and he planned to treat this welcome meeting as a press conference.

Chen Hao and Potts got out of the car together. Potts smiled friendly at Chen Hao, and they entered the venue together.

At the front, Stark advanced, surrounded by crowds and reporters.

Potts looked at Stark's back and smiled happily.

"Miss Potts."

"is there anything"

Someone said hello next to Potts. Chen Hao turned his head and smiled knowingly.

Level 8 Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Phil Coulson.

It is not an exaggeration to use the somewhat feminine word "gentle and cute" to describe Phil.

He has a gentle appearance, a gentle personality, and speaks softly. He is really a very gentle person.

He also behaves quite cutely at ordinary times and is a long-time fan of superheroes.

Phil is the right-hand man of Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and also facilitated the alliance between Thor and S.H.I.E.L.D.

Later in Avengers 1, his death also led to the alliance between the Avengers, which shows his importance.

It's really hard to dislike such a gentle and lovely person.

"Can I talk to you?" Phil said sincerely.

Potts thought he wanted to interview Stark, but politely refused: "Sorry, if you have any questions, you can ask them at the press conference, which will start soon."

"Sorry, I'm not a reporter." Phil smiled softly, knowing that Potts had misunderstood.

"I'm Agent Phil Coulson."

Seeing Potts tilting his head, Phil handed over his business card: "I work in the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency."

"What a tough name to pronounce."

"I know, we are trying our best to improve." Phil still had his signature gentle smile.

Potts took the business card and put it into the small bag: "Did you know, DOD, FBI, and CIA have all looked for us."

The implication is that this conversation is meaningless.

Phil was neither humble nor arrogant, with gentle eyes: "We are a more independent department and would like to know the detailed escape process of Mr. Stark."

There is a way to avoid hitting the smiling person. No matter how impatient Potts was, he still responded politely: "I will make arrangements again, okay?"

"Thank you."

Phil's eyes quickly glanced at Chen Hao behind Potts, and he nodded to him with a smile.

Turning to leave the hall, Phil looked back and saw that no one was following him, so he ducked into the emergency exit.

He took out his cell phone, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"I met him."

On the other end of the phone, Nick Fury's voice came: "Who?"

Phil showed a rare serious look: "The man from the hospital."