My last name is Stark after I changed my job to become a female musketeer?

"Boss, the wounded have been properly placed. Let me see if..."

Happy walked up to Pepper Potts and wanted to persuade her to rest in the car for a while.

"No, I'll wait here. I won't leave until they come out. You can go and rest."

Pepper said without looking back, still looking far away in the direction of the ecological park in the park.

The tablet in his hand was displaying the location information of Tony and others.

"By the way, give the injured a sum of money as Stark's compensation for this matter, and also to shut their mouths."

Happy nodded to express his understanding. Seeing that Pepper couldn't be persuaded, he had to turn around and find someone to tell the matter.

"Where's Natalie?"

Suddenly remembering that such a person was missing, Pepper looked around, but did not find that beautiful figure.

"Ah? Wasn't she here just now?" Happy asked in hindsight.

It's strange, obviously he picked them both up together?

Why is there one missing now?

Pepper couldn't help but frown, what happened today was very sudden, and she always felt that something was not right.

Is Natalie's appearance a coincidence, or...

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly realized that the person in charge of SHIELD who had just greeted him was also missing.

Although the person this time is not Coulson, it is said that he is Coulson's old partner and a very reliable person.

What's it called?

Sitwell?

It seems that he has this name and a bald head.

In my impression, the man who claims to be the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is also bald...

It seems like even Coulson's hairline is getting a little more dangerous.

Is being a secret agent really a tiring job?

Shaking away the irrelevant thoughts from his mind, Pepper glanced at the SHIELD team on the other side.

Suddenly, she saw a man who looked like...Justin Hammer? !

Pepper blinked in disbelief and made sure that he had not mistaken the person. He quickly strode towards that direction.

Happy was stunned by the sudden movement. He looked in Pepper's direction and noticed Hammer, who was surrounded by a group of agents.

Then he quickly hurried to keep up with his boss.

Now that Natalie is away, he still has to take care of her bodyguard job.

"Hammer! What happened to those steel soldiers? Is Ivan Vanko at your place?!"

Looking at the disheveled and embarrassed Justin Hammer, Pepper's eyes flashed fiercely, like an angry lioness.

Justin Hammer, who was being escorted to get into another police car, looked in the direction of the sound. When he saw it was Pepper Potts, he suddenly became angry.

"Come on, don't do this. I'm like this because of that little bastard of yours. I won't say a word to you..."

Before he could finish his words, Pepper rushed up and slapped Hammer hard.

Snap!

This one directly blinded Hammer, and even the policemen who were escorting him behind him were blinded.

This fierce look really perfectly interprets the three words Pepper "Little Pepper".

"I don't want to hear that word from you again!"

…

When the Chevrolet SUV was parked outside the Hammer Industrial Park, the place was already in a mess, with fire trucks and police cars blocking almost all the entrances and exits.

In this case, it is definitely impossible to enter the factory area, unless you wear the FBI's tiger skin.

Sitwell looked at the police car with the FBI logo clearly printed not far away, and had to give up the idea.

I took out the signal marker and took another look. The last position of the signal displayed on it should be around here.

After looking around the surroundings, Sitwell finally set his sights on the parking lot not far away.

There was a Nissan 370Z parked there in the corner. He was sure that it was Leni's car.

After parking the car, Sitwell stroked his glasses with his shiny bald head.

Then he opened the car door, assumed the posture of an FBI investigating a case, and went straight to the parking lot where 370Z was located.

Since this place is some distance from the factory gate, there is no police presence.

Easily crossing the parking lot fence, Sitwell arrived behind the 370Z.

After carefully identifying the license plate and details, he confirmed that it was Leni's car, and then slowly approached.

Sitwell reached into his right hand and held the Glock pistol inside his suit. At the same time, he secretly pointed the gun at the passenger window.

Sitwell moved slowly around the right side of the 370Z until he could see clearly what was going on inside through the passenger window. Sitwell's heart was in his throat.

I saw a sci-fi electromagnetic weapon lying on the passenger seat.

Sitwell has never seen this thing, but he believes that this thing is definitely not the kind of plastic toy that children play with.

The solid texture and the plasma flow lingering on the gun body indicate that this thing is extraordinary.

"This thing...was given by that guy Leni?"

Although he was not sure, Sitwell was 80% certain that it belonged to Leni.

Without opening the door without permission, Sitwell continued to move forward slowly until he saw Natasha unconscious in the driver's seat through the front windshield.

Finally, I let go of my worries.

After a general check around the car to make sure there were no bombs or booby traps, Sitwell walked to the driver's side and knocked on the window.

The person inside did not respond and remained motionless in a comatose state.

If it weren't for the fact that the other person's chest was still rising and falling, Sitwell almost thought that the beautiful agent had died.

I tried pulling on the car door, but luckily it wasn't locked.

He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to fully open the car door when a Glock pistol was pressed against Sitwell's head.

"Hehehe! Don't be impulsive! We are one of our own!"

Sitwell quickly raised his hands to indicate that he was not in danger.

If this bitch accidentally pulled the trigger, her life would be in vain.

You know, Glock is famous for its safety device.

There is no external safety on the entire gun, only a trigger safety installed in the middle of the trigger.

All safety mechanisms inside the firearm are released only when the shooter's finger presses the trigger.

Once your finger leaves the trigger, the pistol is immediately safe.

Such a design allows a shooter in an emergency situation to draw the gun and fire quickly as quickly as possible, and completely omits the step of removing the safety before firing.

This is why most police departments around the world choose Glock pistols.

"Don't be impulsive, it's me, Sitwell."

Seeing that the other party did not pull the trigger, Sitwell, knowing that he had escaped death, quickly signaled the other party to remove the muzzle of the gun from his forehead.

"It's you..."

Natasha put away her murderous eyes and threw the Glock pistol into the passenger seat.

"Are you hurt?"

Sitwell looked at Natasha's abdomen, which was bleeding.

"It's a small injury, it's okay. Do you have that girl's alchemical potion?"

Raising his eyebrows, Sitwell did not ask any more questions. It was obvious that the other party did not intend to tell him the details of the mission.

"Yes, Leni gave it to me not long ago."

He took out the [Remy's Aid] that Leni distributed during the operation to capture Justin Hammer from his shirt pocket and handed it over.

"That weapon..."

After thinking about it, Sitwell asked the question in his heart and pretended to be curious.

Taking the alchemy crystal, Natasha crushed it into pieces without saying a word.

Then he followed the other person's gaze and looked at the co-pilot.

Feeling the powerful vitality brought by the alchemy tools, Natasha said calmly without thinking too much:

"Well, that girl is probably an electromagnetic weapon. It's a little heavy to use, but it's pretty powerful."

"That's it...it's really magical..."

Sitwell sighed, and an imperceptible strange color flashed in his eyes.

After her body had fully recovered, Natasha changed the topic to business matters and at the same time reached out and placed the electromagnetic weapon behind the driver's seat.

"By the way, how's it going with Stark?"

Sitwell noticed her actions, but didn't express anything.

"I don't know. Leni notified me before that you were in danger and asked me to come over to support you. But it seems that you have solved it."

Recalling what she had discovered in the main control room of Hammer Industries, Natasha's pupils shrank and she quickly pulled the seat belt aside and started the car.

"Not good! Stark and the others are in danger. Leni's plan has been exposed. We have to go back as soon as possible!"

Seeing this, Sitwell sighed secretly in his heart, and then hurriedly said:

"I'm following you."

He quickly returned to his Chevrolet Suburban.