Chapter 702 Ignorance, Transfer

In the lobby of the Peace Hotel, Harvey was sitting at the bar watching the speeding scene on TV.

The fat man nervously poured himself one glass after another of whiskey, as if it would slow down his heartbeat, but he soon discovered that doing so would only make him more nervous.

Because he was the only one who knew for sure that his son was driving the wild "Hell Cat".

Harvey knew the level of his son's driving skills. It was he who gave BABY a modified go-kart when he was only 5 years old. It was he who taught the reluctant baby step by step how to drive a vehicle.

He watched with his own eyes as his son drove a two-box second-hand Fiat, overtaking the S.H.I.E.L.D. car he drove, and taking himself and his wife out of the dangerous state of Virginia.

A few minutes ago, he thought that no one in the world could beat BABY in "driving".

Because he only has two hobbies in his life: music and driving, other things have little weight in BABY's heart, or he has not yet found a place in his heart where he can stay.

Just when Harvey couldn't help but want to get himself another glass of whiskey, Sharon Carter, the "undercover volunteer" of SHIELD, came to the restaurant with a tired face.

Sharon Carter, who walked into the restaurant, looked around and found Harvey's seat, then sat down next to him, snatched the wine glass from this "unqualified agent", and poured it into his mouth in one gulp.

The pungent taste of whiskey made Sharon Carter cough violently. The unlucky rookie agent covered his mouth to block the flying spittle. He looked at Harvey, whose eyes seemed a little red and said: "Sir, I want to leave the community school, even if I am asked to work as a field worker, I am willing.”

Harvey stared at the TV above his head, without even looking at Sharon Carter. He just said to Shangqi who was also watching TV at the bar: "The cup just now belongs to this lady. You saw it, I don't know. Didn’t even drink.”

Shangqi glanced at the red-faced Sharon Carter, waved his hands indifferently, and said: "Whatever you want, you can drink here for free, have you forgotten?"

Harvey was stunned for a few seconds, looked at Shangqi a little unhappily and said, "Then why did you give me a 15-yuan bottle of whiskey? I want to drink the 25-yuan bottle."

Shangqi didn't care about Harvey's complaints. He stared at the TV, watching the Hellcat surpass a Dodge Viper.

As the "Hellcat" successfully surpassed, Shangqi clenched his fists and cheered, "Well done~" Then he glanced at Harvey and said: "I am a wage earner, I have to be responsible to my boss, free drinks Does that mean no tip, or would you be a little more generous?”

The "Hellcat"'s overtaking made Harvey feel good too. He leaned out from the bar and fished out a bottle of 25 yuan whiskey, poured himself a glass, then glanced at Sharon Carter next to him, and hesitated to decide. Don't irritate this newbie at such a happy time.

So Harvey got Sharon Carter a wine glass and poured her another glass of whiskey, and then said: "You shouldn't come to me for this kind of thing, you should go to the boss who sent you here.

In fact, I personally think that being an "undercover" in Hell's Kitchen is very training, especially in a school. As long as you get through it, you won't need to adapt to a civilian job in the future. "

Sharon Carter took a sip of whiskey and said, "Yes, I took on all the chores in the administrative department of the community school.

Everything I learned in agent school was useless there, and the only thing that made it easier for me was that everyone except the vice principal treated me like I didn't exist.

But that old bastard named Nelson gave the office boy the day off.

Sir, I'm going crazy. I want to go back to headquarters. There are no secrets in that community school.

The corpses of the alien monsters and the mechanical remains were all sent to the warehouses of the Osborne Group and the Stark Group. Laboratories in any country can apply for some research materials from them. "

Speaking of Sharon Carter, the sweet-looking rookie agent sadly drank all the whiskey in one gulp and said, "I want to do some meaningful work, but I feel like I'm wasting my life."

After hearing this, Harvey turned to look at Sharon Carter and said, "You used an agent's method to enter the community school, and then what? Doesn't this just mean that your so-called agent skills are useless?

I can responsibly tell you that the things you learned in agent school, other than shooting, will not be of much help to your work.

It has nothing to do with whether you are here or not, and the result will not be much different if you go to other places.

Perhaps the only difference is that in other places you can shoot and resist, and then wait for follow-up support from SHIELD before dying.

Compared to these, the treatment you receive here is already the kindest!

What you lack is experience, and experience is made from failure!

And our job is precisely the one with the lowest error tolerance rate! "

As he spoke, Harvey looked at the TV and said impatiently: "Believe me, when your boss sent you here, he definitely didn't expect you to actually enter the community school undercover.

He is giving you a chance to train you, because you will not risk your life here!

But your cleverness screwed everything up!

You are free to go wherever you want, and you are not my subordinate. I guess no one will blame you if you take a taxi to leave New York and go back to the Trident Building.

But if you still want to be an agent, you need to have your own opinions. Don't try to know what you should do from other people's mouths, especially your own peers. "

After finishing speaking, Harvey ignored Sharon Carter and stared at the TV, where the "Hellcat" passed the "Ford Torino" that caused the drag racing at a corner and came into second place. There was only the red Pontiac ahead of him.

As the "Hellcat" surpassed, Harvey and Shang-Chi let out a cheer at the same time.

Harvey happily gave a high-five to celebrate, then stood up arrogantly and shouted to the few people in the restaurant: "For this round of drinks, I bought, um, beer, the cheapest!" €�

While Alvin was racing, Stark completed his first test flight with two steel robots in Afghanistan.

He relied on the intelligence he bought at a high price from Raymond to accurately attack a valley.

A base of the Ten Commandments gang that relied on growing drugs to maintain its economic source was ruthlessly destroyed by Stark.

Iron Man wore an iron suit and led two powerful robots into the terrorist base in the valley, killing most of the terrorists and rescuing a group of women who were captured and used as "toys".

Looking at the women in ragged clothes but still insisting on covering their bodies and faces with tattered pieces of cloth, Stark said to the communicator distressedly: "Ethan, what should I do now?

I now realize that I seem to have gotten myself into a big trouble! "

In the laboratory of Long Island Manor, Dr. Ethan looked at the picture sent back by Stark. He looked at each other and Dr. Banner, and then said into the communicator: "This is probably the most difficult part of the whole thing. You should have been prepared.

These women can't go home. Their fathers and brothers will kill them. You have to find a way to find a suitable place for them to go.

Otherwise everything you do is meaningless! "

Stark looked at the group of shivering women in front of him in annoyance and said to the communicator: "What can I do? Give them 10,000 yuan each and let them take the car to where they want to go. ?”

Just as Stark was speaking, the robot beside him suddenly turned around, and the machine gun on his shoulder sprayed out a large number of deadly bullets. Several terrorists who appeared not far away from nowhere were beaten into a hornet's nest.

The only one who survived, a thin young man, was because he only had a machete in his hand and was judged by the robot to be no threat.

The skinny young man, who had been frightened to death, looked at the pieces of meat flying around, raised his machete in despair, rushed towards the trembling women, and shouted, "You are all going to die, you are unclean now." …”

Stark watched in stunned silence as the skinny young man ignored himself as the "culprit" and instead charged at the defenseless women.

The reason turned out to be their "impurity". What the fuck is this logic? Maybe just a day ago you were pinning them down on the bed like animals, so why are they "unclean" now?

The billionaire's chivalry broke out. He raised his hand and smashed the crazy skinny young man with a cannon. Then he looked at the numb women in front of him and said: "I can help you go home, or find you a suitable place." place to settle.

It depends on your wishes!

I don’t really want to ask you what happened, but people always have to look forward! "

As he spoke, Stark glanced at the time and said distressedly: "You'd better decide quickly, my time is very limited."

A veiled woman stood up and saluted Stark solemnly, and then said: "We want to go to Pakistan, which is the safest place.

I was arrested yesterday. I heard that Pakistan has received foreign aid and there are no demons or terrorists there.

And no one knows us there, so maybe we can find hope of survival there. "

Stark was stunned for a moment and said: "I thought you wanted to go to the United Nations Women and Children's Rescue Center..."

The woman who spoke was stunned for a moment, and then said bitterly: "What are you doing there?

Being surrounded by a bunch of white reporters to "discuss" the backwardness and ignorance here?

We all know why this is happening here? "

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In a high-end villa in Qatar, an old man with long gray hair and beard, a hooked nose and hawk-like eyes put down the phone in his hand.

The old man was sitting on a chair in the study, with ten fingers covered with rings crossed against his forehead, and he whispered softly, "Iron Man, Tony Stark, why do you want to come to the Middle East at this time? Why? Coming to attack my people? What did you find?"

After thinking about it for about ten minutes, the old man picked up the phone and dialed. After the other party connected, the old man said: "Killian, how far has your terminal virus reached?"

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"Very good, no more secret experiments. I need you to do something for me. I guess you are willing to do it."

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"You're smart enough to target Tony Stark, the meddling billionaire who just destroyed one of my bases.

You can do this well, right? "

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"Very well, Killian, I know about your entanglement with Stark, kill him, and then you can replace him and become the new genius."

After the old man finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He pressed a pager on the desk and said to it: "Find me a house in Florida, America, and then book a flight ticket for me."

A steady voice soon came from the other end of the pager, "Yes, Lord Mandarin!"

We have a beach house on the beach in Miami, but we have to wait a few days for air tickets, and the Gunslingers have been hanging around the airport in Catalonia, so..."

The Mandarin touched his long gray hair, his falcon-like eyes flickered gloomily, and said: "Then wait a few days to find out what the magic gun is doing here? These people rarely leave China. , I want to know why they are dispatched this time?"

The person on the other end of the pager quickly gave the answer, "The members of the Sharpshooter Association are dispatched this time to protect the smooth evacuation of Chinese citizens in war-torn areas."

They organized a huge transportation team and prepared to evacuate all the expatriates from the area via three routes: sea, land and air.

All countries in the world that are unfavorable in responding to the devil crisis are included in the evacuation scope.

Members of the Sharpshooter Society mainly appear in war-torn areas in the Middle East and Africa.

They shouldn't be here for you! "

The Mandarin nodded slightly, and then turned off the beeper. He had other plans to go to America, and the appearance of the Gunslingers Club further strengthened his idea.

In fact, since the success of Stark's new energy, the position in the Middle East has become less critical. Their strategic position may only last 10 years, or 15 years at most.

When all countries in the world complete their energy transition, what about the Middle East? Maybe only Dubai has a way out.

The Mandarin originally wanted to wait until the final value of this land was harvested before leaving, but now he has changed his mind. Killing Stark and getting a share of the huge cake of new energy is also a good choice.

He has his own allies at the highest levels of the United States. He is not like those idiot terrorists who ally with some white gloves and fight a proxy war that they cannot see the future of.

That was a true ally, and he plundered huge benefits for that ally in the Middle East.

Now is the time to discuss with that ally what to do going forward.