"I'm Aldrey Chillian, what do you want from me?"

In a reception room, Killian, with shiny hair and a neat suit, looked at the man in front of him and greeted him politely.

The man wears sunglasses, has a cropped cut, looks capable, and is dressed in a black suit.

Facing Killian's inquiry, he replied in a cold tone:
"You don't have to know who I am, you just need to know that I'm here to help you."

Hearing this, Killian frowned, feeling a little displeased.

He is a person with high self-esteem, and now he is plotting the supreme power of the United States. How can he listen to a stranger talking to him in this tone?

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, I won't waste time here with you, goodbye."

Killian left these words with a stinky face, got up and walked outside.

He's not lying, he's really busy right now.

For the plan that was about to be implemented, Killian was so busy that he didn't even sleep for six hours a day.

But just as he opened the door and was about to go out, the words of the man behind him made him stop.

"If you walk out of this room, I guarantee the world will know about your shady plans tomorrow."

"What do you mean?"

Killian turned his head, stared at the man unkindly, and spoke coldly.

"Are you sure you want me to speak out now? Someone outside is paying attention here."

The man did not show any weakness, and said confidently:

"Close the door and come back here and sit down, if you want to continue with your plan."

Hearing the half-threatening command-style words from the other party, Killian was instantly furious, wishing to have someone kill him right now.

But he still suppressed his anger, and sat back to his original place with a gloomy face.

Because he knew how important and dangerous what he was planning was.

Once something goes wrong, he will definitely die a miserable death.

So, he can't take a little risk.

Even if you kill the man in front of you, I'm afraid it won't have any impact on the forces behind him. Everything that should happen will still happen, so why not sit down and talk.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Killian asked coldly.

"Killian, can you be nice?"

The man also looked at Killian with a sneer, mocking in his tone:
"I told you, I'm here to help you."

"I don't think I need any help."

Killian said with a cold look.

The man didn't care about Killian's eyes, he took out a piece of paper from the briefcase he was carrying, and read to himself:
"Killian, you were slighted and teased by Tony Stark in Switzerland in 1999, so you held a grudge and have been deliberately retaliating, right?"

Hearing this, Killian's face instantly darkened.

Sure enough, this guy really knows something!
But... how is this possible?

Killian's heart was full of disbelief, and at the same time, a trace of fear couldn't be suppressed.

This matter is the biggest secret in his heart. Even Stark, the person involved, may have forgotten about it. How could other people know about it?
"Don't doubt it, I'll convince you."

The man sneered, pushed the documents in front of Killian, took out another one, and continued:
"The 'Mandarin' who popped up not long ago was created by you, right?"

Killian glanced at the information in front of him, and felt his scalp tingle for a while.

Judging from this information, the other party is really aware of these things.

Could it be that there is an inner ghost around him?

"Where did you get the news?"

Killian asked bitterly.

"I told you, you don't have to know."

The man waved his hand, handed the documents to Killian as before, and then pulled out a piece of paper again.

"Tsk tsk..."

Looking at the information in his hand, he smacked his lips and said with admiration:
"I must say, you did a great job!"

Killian didn't know what the other party meant, so he could only continue listening with some anxiety.

"The steel suit of the government was upgraded by you? You are very smart and left a back door in the system of the suit so that you can gain control at any time. Did you also bribe the vice president? Because his daughter has a leg disability? I really feel sorry for the parents of the world..."

The more Killian listened, the colder his back became, and the sweat dripped from his forehead.

The things the other party said were all part of his plan. If any exposure was made, he would be imprisoned, and even be retaliated to death by the person concerned. How could he calm down?

"enough!"

Finally, Killian couldn't help standing up and roaring angrily, interrupting the man's words.

His eyes widened and his cheeks trembled a little.

Hearing this, Killian has completely believed what the other party said.

This man is indeed fully aware of all his plans.

How could Killian not feel nervous and angry about this?

"Take it easy, Killian."

Seeing Killian explode, the man suddenly smiled and said:
"We are friends, not enemies!"

"friend?"

Seeing the change in the man's attitude, Killian, who was filled with anger, froze for a moment.

If he could, he certainly didn't want to fall out with a guy who was holding onto him.

It's just... friend?
Killian didn't believe it at all.

The man looked at Killian with a smile, nodded and said:
"Yes, I'm here to help you."

Killian didn't speak, but his expression and eyes had conveyed his doubts.

The man stared straight at Killian with a confident expression on his face.

At this time, he was very clear in his heart that he had completely grasped the initiative of this conversation.

From entering to the present, he has been using various tricks to make Killian lose his mind and fall into his rhythm little by little.

Although the man was tasked with helping Killian, he had to hide his identity at the same time.

For this reason, he knew that he must first grasp Killian and occupy a strong position in the relationship between the two parties.

And now that Killian is in a mess, he can talk about business.

"You want to take revenge on Stark, and even control Mr. President. You are very courageous, but with all due respect, with your current ability, those plans are whimsical."

The man explained slowly.

"Why do you say that?"

Killian asked back, his face full of resentment, because what the man said was almost like pointing his nose and saying that you can't do it.

After being hung on the roof by Stark for a whole night, he vowed to make those who underestimated him pay the price, how could he not be angry now?
"Because of your short-sightedness, you have a high self-esteem."

The man chuckled, and then pulled out the last few pieces of paper from the bag.

"You think the soldiers you made with the Extremis virus can restrain Iron Man's suit, right? Maybe you can add a war machine? But have you ever thought about what if the opponent is the entire Avengers? Even the one that really wiped out the alien army..."

As he spoke, he revealed a deep and mysterious smile.

"Or do you really think that the Extremis under your command can be compared to an army of aliens, or a detonated nuclear bomb? If you are really stupid to this extent, then I advise you to commit suicide as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Killian's eyes flickered twice, and he gradually fell into deep thought.

It sounds like what the other party said makes sense.

But... why should he help himself?
As if seeing through Killian's mind, the man said indifferently:

"Put away your unnecessary worries, if I want to kill you, then I won't come here."

Hearing this, Killian's face was moved.

"Actually, I don't like Iron Man and the Avengers too... The enemy of an enemy is a friend, what do you think?"

The man's eyes fell on Killian, who needed an answer.

"of course."

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