A god of beauty

Chapter 53 I am Dr. Lightning

"did you mean……"

"Yes, Zach has thoughts, but his thoughts are only rudimentary. Knowing that he will be beaten to death again by an adult, his instinct will drive him to make a wise decision."

"for example……"

"Zac has arrived in this universe and is dormant. Zac and his green jelly are a symbiosis. Once the adult appears, he will know."

"……Wow!"

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass of bourbon and looking down at Wall Street, who can't sleep tonight, she was a little surprised when she heard Agatha's words: "Listen to you, it seems that the idiot has finally grown up and knows how to use wisdom. Is it still Zac to send out an abandoned child to confirm my direction, and then lurk in the dark and wait for an opportunity to harm the demigod?"

Agatha's calculation is not without reason.

In a word.

Reed Richards's rushing speed is too fast, so fast that he almost has no ability to fight back against Victor. If Reed and Zach really coexist, with Zach's fighting awareness, it should be Victor has no ability to fight back.

at the moment?

Reed Richards was completely evaporated under Victor's chaotic storm and turned into a so-called quark. Anyway, he can't see it with the naked eye. Logically speaking, this war should level a street or two That's right, but, only five or six Wall Street elites were brought down by secret sniping, and then they disappeared.

Even the statue of Victor in front of the Victor Tower has only lost a piece or two of skin.

that's it.

Why are there so many New York police officers and federal agents who can turn Wall Street into an isolated city?

Did you come here to clean up the mess?
Uh……

To be precise, the New York Police Department is cleaning up the mess. The federal agents who originally planned to clean up the mess at the scene received a call from their chief. New York City is not under federal jurisdiction, so the FBI can stay out of this matter...

but.

The real FBI is gone, and the impostors who often pretend to be the FBI in New York have just arrived.

At night, Coulson, who was wearing a pair of sunglasses, folded his arms and stared at the screen displayed on Victor's monitor in front of him.

At this moment, the media reporters surrounding the entrance of the Victor Building were silent, but they were undoubtedly expressing an attitude.

With such a big incident, Victor Industries doesn't plan to hold a press conference to explain it immediately?

That's what Coulson is here for.

creak.

Coulson turned around, looked at Victor who came out of the back room and changed into a new set of clothes, and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Fang Du."

Victor glanced at the right hand that Coulson offered: "I know you, from the Department of Homeland Security."

Coulson didn't mind that Victor didn't shake hands and shook his head with a smile, "No, to be precise, I'm from the Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Agency."

Victor buttoned his cuffs and walked towards the wine cabinet: "Is there such a bureau in China?"

Still smiling, Coulson took out a small note from his pocket and handed it to Victor, saying, "Mr. Fang Du, this is what you need to say at the press conference later."

Victor took it.

next second.

Victor looked up at Coulson, and raised the small note in his hand with a strange expression: "Really? Virtual imaging movie, is this just a joke with the general public? Also, Humen Producer Will you cooperate with me to come out and apologize? You must be kidding me."

Coulson said: "Mr. Fang Du, the result of this kind of handling is the best. We protect the public from knowing what they can know, and help them block what they don't need or don't need to know at the moment."

Victor chuckled, and suddenly thought of a question. He looked at Coulson and waved a small note: "If Reed won and I lost tonight, wouldn't you tell Reed too? According to the above?"

Coulson still had a good-natured smile: "Mr. Fang Du, there is a saying in your Wall Street that there are no ifs in this world."

Victor understood, and pressed the intercom on the desk and said, "Jesse, a press conference will be held in half an hour."

The voice of Victor's new secretary came out: "Okay, sir."

After hanging up the phone, Victor looked at the business card that Coulson handed over just now, and the old man's name on it twitched: "Does this bureau really exist?"

Coulson: "For ordinary people, we never existed, but for Mr. Fondo, we always have."

Victor smiled: "So, I am qualified now?"

Coulson smiled without saying a word.

Soon.

In the underground parking lot of Victor Building.

Victor personally sent Tony Stark out of the elevator, and the security from Stark Industries had already occupied the entire underground parking lot.

Victor shook hands with Tony with a sorry face: "Tony, I'm sorry to have surprised you tonight."

Tony, wearing sunglasses, said with a smile: "Scared, my life is too boring, tonight is very interesting to me, very interesting."

Victor said: "I hope that what happened tonight will not affect the cooperation between Victor and Stark."

Tony said: "Of course, in fact, it was precisely because of Mr. Victor that I rejected the cooperation proposal from Life Cornerstone."

The cornerstone of life.

A company over there in San Francisco, whose main business, like Victor Industries, is dedicated to space exploration.

The back seat is pulled away.

After Tony sat in, he paused for a moment, took off his sunglasses, looked at Victor outside the car and said in a normal tone: "Since Stark Industries and Victor Industries have signed a strategic cooperation agreement, is it right from now on?" In a sense, there are no secrets between us?"

Victor smiled, "Of course."

Tony nodded and said, "So, Victor, who is Zeus?"

Victor paused slightly.

next second.

Victor returned to his senses and said lightly: "Zeus is a god, Tony."

Tony: "..."

How many times has he heard this sentence?
Tony thought to himself, looking at Victor who instantly became awed when he heard the name Zeus, he shook his head and changed the subject, "Will you tell the media the reason given by the anonymous agent? "

"If it were you, Tony, how would you answer?"

"...me? I've never been to space."

"..."

hum!
The convoy started, and Happy drove the car, and slowly left the Victor Industrial Building under the escort of four Stark security cars.

The convoy goes away.

Victor took out a small note from his pocket, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Virtual imaging technology?
A farce?
Ah.

Come on, who is he Victor?If he belonged to the kind of introverted character who didn't like to show off, would he make himself into a statue and place it at the entrance of his building?

and……

In Wall Street, the most profitable ones are far from the most skilled, but those who are famous are undoubtedly the most profitable.

……

　Guess, in the future, Reed will return in what form!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)