Marvel, why is it invincible?

"Marshal Philip once said publicly that without Robert, he would not have the chance to be a marshal, so if Robert is still alive, he will definitely let him be a general!"

Dean was shocked by his father's words. He knew Marshal Philip, but he had never heard of the man who had said these words.

Seeing that his son understood a little bit, Burns continued to mention: "It is well known that Admiral Freeman listens to his father, Marshal Philip, and this is just a layer of Robert's background."

"What he really relies on is his unparalleled strength. Even if he hasn't seen it with his own eyes, he should know something from others."

"Don't have any doubts about this, that is the person who was once called a demigod!"

It was night, and Dean walked out of his father's room. After tonight, he understood many problems that he had never been able to figure out.

Pick up the letter of commission in your hand, with the seals of the Pentagon and the president on it, which represent authority in the United States.

Although only the military rank did not specify which army could be commanded, Dean had no doubt that with Robert's profound background, as long as he wanted to, he could immediately obtain the command of a division.

'Looks like I have to go there in person tomorrow morning! '

After his father's explanation, Dean changed his attitude towards Robert. He may not have noticed it himself. In fact, he had already begun to hate Robert in his heart, but after this conversation, this emotion disappeared quietly.

At the same time, something related to Robert was happening in New York...

"Boss, our factory was seized by the government, they said we have dangerous goods!"

In the VIP ward of the hospital, Henry kept receiving bad news one after another. First, their products were suddenly subjected to a large-scale spot check, and when problems were found, they were asked to remove them from the shelves and stop selling them.

Henry made an unknown number of calls, all of whom were officials he had befriended and even state congressmen among them. At first they seemed to be unaware of the matter, and some even offered to help him.

Not long after I hung up these calls to deal with the issue of product suspension and forced removal from shelves, Henry received another call from the company's finance, saying that the tax bureau had suddenly entered the company to check the accounts.

It's not that Henry didn't know how dirty his hands were, so this time he was even more panicked and called one after another. Those who said they would help him solve the problem just now obviously had a bit of recollection when they heard that he had another accident and began to be vague.

Then Henry received the news that one factory after another was sealed up. It is obviously not a coincidence that all five factories in his family were sealed up. Thinking of the series of events before, Henry realized that he had offended others.

Thinking back to the people I provoked in the past few days, it seems that there is only one person who is suspected...

"Hello, Mr. Congressman, I'm Henry..."

"Sorry, the person you're talking to has hung up..."

Henry cheekily called for the third time, but was hung up mercilessly, not even giving him time to finish his sentence.

A sense of powerlessness emerged in his heart. Henry didn't know how long he hadn't experienced this feeling of powerlessness, but today he felt again that the reason for everything was that he had offended a behemoth.

A behemoth that he still doesn't know who the opponent is!
"You still want to sleep!"

It happened that when Henry was angry, he saw his son sleeping soundly on the hospital bed next door. For the first time, he felt disgusted with him, and when he thought of who had provoked Robert, he suddenly became furious.

"Snapped!"

The brand-new mobile phone hit Flesch precisely on the face, and the pain made him wake up. When he saw the person who hit him, he was in disbelief, and asked with a bit of grievance
"Father, what are you doing!?"

"Henry, why did you beat your son, his leg is still hurt!"

Henry's fall directly made his son and wife look at him, and Henry, who felt that he had lost everything, didn't bother to care about it.

"It's your precious son! He insists on messing with that bastard...Robert, now that it's all over, we can't afford to mess with him. They just sent someone to seal up my company, so I'm going to sleep on the street from now on!"

Henry finished the call almost growling, his face flushed, and he was already on the verge of losing his mind.

"Ah! Then what should we do? Why don't you let Fleish apologize to him and let our family go..."

Fleish's mother was still feeling sorry for her son just now, but now she heard that she could no longer live a luxurious life, and she didn't care about her son anymore, but went to the doctor in a hurry.

"Yes! Good way! Let's go apologize now, let Fleish go!"

As if a drowning man grasped at the last straw, Henry got up straight away and quickly got out of bed, and then he didn't even bother to put on his shoes and wanted to pull his son who was shot in the leg to get up and apologize to Robert.

"pen..."

However, all of what he did seemed so ridiculous after the person who suddenly slammed into the door appeared.

"Mr. Henry, you are suspected of more than ten charges of manufacturing, harboring, dangerous goods, tax evasion, kidnapping and extortion. Please come with us with your family. They are also suspected of concealing charges!"

"Haha...hahaha"

After these people rushed out and finished speaking, Henry knew that he had lost all hope, and immediately he sat on the ground as if he had lost his mind and laughed.

There was a heavy rain in New York that night. After the rain, it seemed that all the unbearable things had been washed away, and a new and better day was ushered in.

Of course, this is for those who have tomorrow. Some people are destined to never see the rising sun of the new day. They can only watch the setting sun while watching the wind in the prison.

"Jingle Bell……"

The alarm sounded, and Robert got up on time. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he opened the curtains to enjoy the warm morning sun.

"Ding dong..."

The doorbell rang, and Robert, who was about to go out, opened the door and found that it was Dean.

"Well, it's really time for you to come. If you come a few minutes later, I will go out."

Dean: "It seems that I have good luck today, and I am happy to share, so Uncle Robert, let's see what I brought you?"

"Ok?"

Because of Dean's arrival, Robert didn't rush to school anymore. The reason why he went out so late today was because his car was pulled to change the glass last night. It was estimated that he would arrive at noon, and he had to squeeze the subway during this time.

However, the arrival of Dean obviously solved this problem perfectly, and Robert didn't believe that this always smart junior would not come by car.

"Oh, let me see what good luck you brought me?"

After taking a bag from Dean, he opened it excitedly, thinking it was a bank check, but when he saw the contents inside, his face collapsed.

"What? Colonel! Dean, if I remember correctly, I haven't done anything lately!"

"... If I have to say one thing, I just took care of a capitalist who exploited the people last night. If I can be promoted to colonel because of this, I think it's a joke. Take it back and let's not make such a joke!"

Speaking of which, Robert returned the bag containing the letter of commission to Dean, seeming to avoid it.

"Isn't Uncle Robert a good thing? Why do you..."

Dean was very puzzled by Robert's actions. You must know that the colonel is a height that many people can't reach even in their entire lives. However, Robert didn't care about or even refused the military rank that many people dream of.

"Dean, you know there's no such thing as pie in the sky, take it away and thank Burns for me, but tell him I'm not interested in it."

"Uncle Robert, I think you have misunderstood. My father did not mention this matter, but Admiral Freeman...he is the successor of Marshal Philip."

As if he was afraid that Robert, who had been asleep for 70 years, would not understand the well-known history, Dean added the last sentence as a reminder.

"Marshal Philip!? Admiral Freeman?!"

After Robert read these two names and their military ranks, he felt what was going on in the world. Could it be that any cat...can be a marshal or an admiral?

"Yes! Uncle Robert, and this is an appointment stamped by the Pentagon and Mr. President himself. It has been in effect since yesterday."

It seems that in order to make Robert better accept the reality and no longer struggle fearlessly, Dean made up the knife again. At the same time, in order to comfort Robert, he even revealed his record in World War II.

"Ah! That's fine... that's fine, why don't I accept this appointment!"

Seeing that Dean's words were getting more and more outrageous, and even described Robert in the direction of the Super Land God of War, in order to prevent himself from being embarrassed for a while, Robert hurriedly stopped him from continuing, but he was not completely unconditional.

"I know that accepting the appointment also means taking on more responsibilities, but one thing I need to make clear is that I cannot be forced to do anything, and all actions must be voluntary."

"This... I can't make the decision, why don't I go back and ask my father..."

Dean also had trouble with Robert's request, and he had no right to make a decision, so he had no choice but to ask his father, Burns, for him to make up his mind.

"No need, I just called Burns, the only thing you need to do now is to send me to school, and then go back to your place of work, don't always do this kind of errand work when you have nothing to do!"

Patting Dean on the shoulder, Robert signaled him to drive, and he called Burns himself.

"Hey?"

"Very nice Burns to hear your voice again, to prove you haven't died of old age or something."

"If I were in front of you, I might consider using a toilet brush to clean your crow's mouth and make it sound as good as possible in the future."

Burns pretended to be angry and said
"Whatever you want, you can't beat me anyway, hahaha!"

However, Robert had a sullen look on the other end of the phone, as if he was not afraid of anything, and in fact he was really not afraid of anything.

"Haha, you are just relying on yourself not being old, let's try when we are young?"

Burns can be said to be a model of saving face, but this time Robert decided to give his old friend a little face, he did not refute, but turned to the topic.

"I want full autonomy, otherwise this colonel will be whoever he likes!"