Son of Marvel’s God

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Chapter 13 Honest Coleson

New York, Stark Building.

For the rest of his life, Tony stood at his party, holding the beauty in one hand and holding the glass in the other. He was talking to the beauty about their thrilling experiences in Afghanistan.

"Oh my god, you don't even know how I escaped the shot. The bullet seemed to have long eyes. I saw that I was Tony Stark and then turned to the side and ran aside." Tony is telling his story funny, but he hasn't noticed that an honest man is approaching him.

"Hello, Mr. Tony Stark ..." Tony interrupted his speech before the old man Kerson had finished speaking.

"Hey, buddy, if you're an open-minded person, you wouldn't talk to me at this time. Didn't you see me telling a beautiful woman about my wonderful life story?" Tony rolled his eyes and said to Coulson.

"But I think it is necessary for us to talk about this person in the photo." Then Coleson took a photo from the battlefield at that time from his inner lining pocket.

Tony rolled his eyes when he saw the photo.

The beauty around Tony saw the arrival of Coulson and left very consciously. None of the women who appeared at this party was an idiot, they should know what to listen to and what should not be listened to, they knew very well, especially the highly man like Tony Stark.

If you hear a little secret that you should n’t listen to, it ’s likely to be dealt with. At least they are fantasizing.

"Military? CIA? FBI? Or a white house?" Tony asked bluntly.

"Sorry, neither of us, we are affiliated with the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau." Coleson was quite fluent when he spoke about his department, as if it had been said countless times.

"God, what the hell's name? Don't you think your name is too long?" Tony spit out helplessly.

"To be honest, I don't like the name too much, it is too long. But there is no way to do it, it was decided above." Don't think that the good guy Coulson has no temper.

Especially for those who basically hear the name.

Tony is definitely not the first.

"Okay! First of all you should know, he rescued me from the cave in Afghanistan, my life-saving benefactor, and secondly nothing to say." Tony believes they have already obtained it from other places. Sufficient intelligence, at least the intelligence they have spoken, must have been obtained.

"Mr. Stark, I know he is important to you, but this involves another more important thing. Not long ago, he mentioned several agents in our department, one of them was even seriously injured. Yes To say that this guy is a very dangerous existence. "Coulson intends to move his reason and know his emotions.

"Wait, if you plan to tell me what you want to say to me, I would advise you to give up. Your speech skills are not as good as those of politicians. The voice is not as good as the beautiful woman just now. So you better not think of words. Impressed. "Tony was obviously sitting on the floor.

But just as Coleson was going to say something, Coleson's words suddenly stopped.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Stark." Agent Coleson left the party and drove away without looking back.

...

On the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s air and space mothership, the conversation between Coulson and Tony just now was all seen by a black halogen egg.

Black halogen eggs quickly closed the communication channel, and then put their eyes on the video that has been continuously looped. He has read this news that has been looping continuously for 30 times.

Without watching this video again, he would feel a bit creepy. He could hardly imagine such a strong warrior. If he was really going to do something in the sky-sky store that day, it would be hard to imagine how much damage would be caused.

Nick Fury is just bold, not that he is not afraid of anything. The current S.H.I.E.L.D.I.E.L.D. is still under the umbrella of the Security Council, and it is basically funded by Shanggang on the line every year. Sometimes, certain funds will be deducted through various names.

This is not the first time Nick has felt sad, and the team is distracted. But there is no way, he has done this position, he must consider it for the entire team.

In the video playback, Mark, with his plasma shield and the light blade in his hand, easily wiped out the entire mercenary team without spending any effort at all.

Despite the smoke and the obstruction of sight, Nick, an old agent, clearly judged the opponent's strength and combat effectiveness from the action after the smoke.

At the same time, the mysterious technological weapon on the other party is definitely not something that ordinary people can make, but no matter how many ways he asks, he still can't get any news.

He even once doubted whether Tony Stark did it, but after another investigation, it was definitely not Tony Stark.

"Where are you holy!"

...

"Ahhhhh ..." Mark rubbed his sour nose.

I don't know who is nagging himself behind his back.

Mark looked at the newly delivered goods in front of him and patted his hands to work.

But at this moment Mark heard the voice of someone entering the store.

"Welcome!" Mark said formally to the person who came in.

But the person who walked in did make Mark feel uneasy. This person is not someone else but Coleson who came out of the party.

There is no emotional change on Mark's face, but he is doing the work normally in his own hands.

"Mr. Mark, I think we need to talk about your affairs in Afghanistan. Can you ..."

"Sorry, it can't be my working time now." Even though Mark knew that he was a good old man, Mark still had no plans to talk to him.

"Then as a boss, what about conversations with employees?" Mark heard this sentence and guessed what the opposite plan was.

SHIELD is fully capable of acquiring a 711 convenience store. Although it does n’t look like a **** bought a building directly during a fight, such convenience stores are everywhere in the United States.

Mark whispered in his heart that money is great! But then he followed Coulson to the employee lounge, and the sign outside was temporarily closed.

"Hello, I am an agent of SHIELD."

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