An inconspicuous street restaurant.

Bald Sitville was eating with relish after a busy day.

Behind him, Colson, who was also in a suit, pushed the door open and came straight to him and sat down.

Sitterville put down his coffee and wiped his mouth: "Are you hungry too? The things here are pretty good."

Colson didn't speak, his expression was a bit complicated.

Seeing this, Setville asked, "It seems like something is wrong?"

"Yes. They made a stupid and sloppy request." After a pause, Colson whispered: "They want Bronsky to join the team."

"Abhorrent?" Sitterville looked surprised.

Colson hurriedly said, "Don't call him that, at least don't let the Council know."

"What do you say about the Harlem incident?"

Colson shook his head: "They intend to push this on Banner's head."

"Banner?"

"Yes, it's the guy you don't think you want to irritate him. Of course, this is the external statement, but in fact, it's to let that group of unidentified people take all the responsibility."

Sitterville raised his glasses: "Then why not directly claim to the outside world that other forces are involved?"

Colson: "For Ross and for the military, they are unwilling to let the public know that there are people outside the military firing in the city. This is a shame for the military. What's more, they killed a big drug dealer in the suburbs before. Many people still regard them as heroes in this matter, and the same is true for the Harlem incident. Their actions have indeed reduced a lot of possible losses. Now, the credit is on General Ross."

"Interesting, that's how they think?"

Colson licked his lips: "They regarded Bronsky as a war hero, hoping that he would not be held responsible from the beginning, and he would also be credited to him. Although Bronsky's whereabouts have not been found yet, those people have regarded him as a member of us."

Sitterville suddenly laughed: "No one can find it, what's the point of saying this?"

"General Ross has not given up on his search, he has found the place where Bronsky came ashore."

Sitterville's smile stopped.

Colson continued: "We have to assume that General Rose was able to find Bronsky, after all that was his men, and that he had been following Banner before, leaving him almost nowhere to escape, so he's really experienced in that."

"Director Fury really wants Brownsky?"

"Of course not, but he cannot directly ignore the clear instructions of the World Security Council, so we must ensure this in the premise of doing anything."

"What should we do?"

"I don't know either. But we have to send someone to see General Ross within 24 hours."

Sitterville frowned: "So, as directed by the World Security Council, we must send people to General Ross and ask him for a Brownsky ​​we don't want at all?"

“That’s it.”

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, and both of them looked helpless.

After a moment, Sitterville suddenly withdrew his gaze from the window.

"I have a way."

Colson immediately looked at him.

"We arranged a rash devil to mess up the mission, let him mess up, and let General Ross refuse to release Brownsky. I can do it, I'm very good at this."

Colson raised his brow and said thoughtfully: "Yes, this is a good idea... Wait, I have a way, this matter cannot be done so directly, we can find someone who can really mess with General Mauros."

"Speak."

"We need someone who is very arrogant and easily annoying, and who also despises the power from the bottom of his heart, and can easily make General Ross angry."

Sitterville suddenly realized: "Which consultant are you talking about?"

Colson shook his head immediately: "I don't."

"You're talking about him."

"No, I won't let him go."

foreign.

Tony, who was watching pole dance on the plane, received his first mission after becoming a consultant to S.H.E.L.D.

"There will be a mission so soon. I thought I was just a consultant who didn't need to be in charge of anything. Let's take a look, General Ross, Colonel Bronsky, it turned out to be the Harlem incident... Humph, if I hadn't been drunk that night, wouldn't there be so much trouble? However, this group of people actually wanted a monster who killed people without blinking into the team..." Looking at the mission briefing, Tony's eyes flashed.

The third floor underground of the manor.

The crackling sound echoed in the secret room, mixed with various painful wails and screams, which were very cunning.

After a moment, Hong Fei walked out of the room, unable to hide his disappointment.

In the room, Samuel Sden was curled up in the corner, his big head was deep down, like a young wife who had just been bullied.

It's been three days since Samuel's head is still growing, and his skill card is still not removed. In addition, his skin has recently begun to change toward green, obviously to be the same as Hulk, and his hatred is manifested as the same origin.

Hong Fei said: "Continue to keep locking him and notify me when his head is not long."

"yes."

Turning around and walking towards the room next to the equipment warehouse, pushing open the door, Frank is lying under the tank for inspection.

"How about it?"

"It's in good condition, all parts are new, there are no traces of starting, the most perfect factory status."

After a while, Frank climbed out and said unwillingly: "How did you do it?"

"secret."

This kind of thing is inconvenient to say, and it is vain to say it, because only he can see the skill card.

Frank shook his head and sighed: "Okay, forget it if you don't say it, but I have another question."

"you say."

"How are you going to get it out? The corridor is not that wide, and we don't have enough elevators to put it down."

"Don't worry, if I can get it in, I have a way to send it out."

Frank stared at Hong Fei for a long time, then slowly moved his eyes away, picked up the toolbox and said, "Then you can do it. I'll get some shells, that thing is not easy to buy."

Hong Fei immediately bent down at him with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work!"

After Frank left, Hong Fei turned his back to the tank, took a breath, put the skill card into the card slot again, injected energy.

After the same process, a brand new tank appeared in front of him.

However, at the same time, the first tank that appeared cracked and collapsed inch by inch like a virtual projection, merged into the void, and completely disappeared.

The second tank appeared intact, and the first tank disappeared completely.

Hong Feixin had regrets, but he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, multiple vehicles cannot be built at the same time, but this is also expected.

The reason for relaxation is because of its transportation problems.

The emergence of new things and the disappearance of old things means that Hong Fei can summon a brand new tank anywhere at any time without considering the transportation issues in the middle, which greatly saves time and energy, and also reduces the risk of exposure.

Furthermore, even if the tank is captured, Hong Fei can still ignore it. At worst, he can turn around and start another one.
Chapter completed!