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Outside the party venue.

Media reporters and VIPs were in a mess, screaming one after another.

Stanislaved his hands behind his back, hid in a corner and watched coldly. When he saw Tony venture into the ballroom, he didn't try to stop him, but instead sneered.

"It just so happens that you were able to collect his body for him in the past, as my warning!"

Stanley smiled, and decided that Mr. Naka was basically dead at the beginning of the gunshot.

"Calm down, everyone. I just called the police. I believe the police will soon..." Estimating that the time was almost up, Stanis coughed and walked out of the corner, preparing to calm down.

He was only halfway through his words, when the sirens of police cars suddenly came from not far away.

"This efficiency, why is it so fast?" Stanislav's face changed slightly, and he turned to look at the road. The next moment, his eyes widened in shock.

The police cars with their horns and lights flashing are just to open the way... Behind them are more than a dozen army green armored vehicles with built-in turrets, and behind them are officers' armored vehicles with thickened steel plates.

Stenny was in a trance for a while, and then there was a buzzing sound above his head. Looking up with difficulty, he could see army-green helicopters gathering towards this field, an exaggerated number of dozens of them all over the night sky.

Is this the scale to start a war?

Stanislav was still in a daze, all kinds of vehicles had been parked densely on the road, and fully armed police and soldiers poured out from the opened doors to guide the evacuation of the crowd outside.

The helicopter is suspended and fixed at a certain height, throws the rope from the cabin, lands special forces and special agents, holds excellent firearms, and moves quickly to block and control the scene.

The bulletproof vehicle finally stopped, and a black youth in military uniform stepped out quickly, looked around majesticly, and shouted, "I'm Colonel Rhodes, who is the site manager here?"

Stanislaved, and hurried forward, "It's me, the CEO of Stark Industries. Colonel Rhodes, we met before..."

Rhodes ignored his approach and quickly said, "Well, on behalf of the military, I have taken over this site. Do you have any objections?"

"Of course I have no objection." Stanley sensed something was wrong, and asked nervously: "Colonel Rhodes, as far as terrorist attacks are concerned, there is no need for such a big battle?"

"Terrorists? I didn't come here for this. Tell me first, where is that Mr. Ka?" Rhodes asked in a deep voice, with unprecedented respect in his trembling words.

"In, in the ballroom." Stanislavia managed to maintain a calm face, but a turbulent wave arose in his heart, his palms were sweating, and his ominous premonition grew stronger.

At this moment, various people arrived in vehicles and helicopters, and walked up to Stanislav to show their IDs.

"I'm a CIA representative!"

"Representative of the FBI!"

"Agents of SHIELD!"

The ones who came were undoubtedly not the elite among the elites. They gathered together with excitement on their faces. After greeting each other, they warned in a low voice: "Don't bother the old man too much later, I'm just here to meet on behalf of the bureau."

"It's rare for that person to come out, and I'm here to say hello on behalf of my bureau."

"That person is still holding the position of general counsel of my S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau. If you want to see him, at least report to our bureau."

Listening to their positive discussions, Stanislav's face became paler and ugly, and he asked hoarsely, "Who is that Mr. Ka?"

"Who?" Representatives from the military and various bureaus were taken aback for a moment, and then replied in unison:

"A symbol of peace!"

Chapter 224

Outside the venue of the party, the area within [-] meters has been controlled by various forces in just a few minutes.

Helicopters and armored vehicles circled inside and outside for three times. Numerous armed personnel seemed to be carrying out rescue operations. They also used night vision equipment to blockade and guard the scene with armed forces.

peace symbol.

After hearing these four words, Stanislav seemed to be overwhelmed by this title, and seemed to be exhausted all of a sudden, his eyes were empty and dull, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, his old face was pale without a trace of blood.

Maybe the young people in the new era have learned a little from history books and sculptures in the streets and alleys, and regard that person as a spiritual symbol of the country, or a hero icon, or a legendary figure.

But only the older generation, who lived through World War II first-hand, can really understand what the symbol of peace really represents.

It was once the light of a dark age, the strongest combat power on earth, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a god.

"Mr. Ka, it's that one." Stanis said bitterly to himself, and then he laughed strangely, laughing at himself for being too anxious and stupid, and foolishly provoking the person he shouldn't have provoked.

The representatives of various forces did not notice Stanislav's gaffe. At this moment, they were all focused on the entrance of the party.

Just when they were about to let the special soldiers and special agents enter first, a slight noise suddenly hummed in the night sky overhead, which came from the engine and the turbulent airflow, which was sharper and more powerful than the sound of the helicopter's propeller.

When everyone raised their heads in amazement and looked up, a black steel fighter plane broke away from the invisible camouflage and suddenly appeared from the mid-air less than 50 meters away, forcing more than a dozen military helicopters to give way, and quickly and smoothly landed on the lawn at the entrance of the party superior.

The cabin deck opened downwards, a middle-aged man with one eye, bald head, dark skin, and a black windbreaker stepped out domineeringly, followed closely by Coulson, who stretched his suit to a full size.

"Former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury."

Seeing the visitor, the expressions of the representatives of each bureau suddenly changed, and they quickly saluted with sufficient respect.

Insiders know that Nick Fury was the right-hand man of Major General Kyle when he was in the military, and he was brought up during World War II.

Nowadays, the authority and scale of S.H.I.E.L.D. are getting bigger and bigger. As the former director, Nick Fury has faint signs of inheriting the title of "Killing God". Molecular headaches.

"What are you doing?" Fury stepped forward, not angry but powerful, and glanced at the large number of armed personnel at the entrance of the party.

"Mr. Fury, I heard that there are armed terrorists inside. We plan to let armed soldiers enter first." Rhodes, the military representative, explained.

"Terrorist?" Fury grinned when he heard the words, and asked in a deep voice: "If the guy is inside, why do you need your soldiers to take action? If you can threaten him with a few guns, he is a symbol of peace." How did you get the name!?"

The representatives of all parties were silent. Indeed, even elementary school students knew that the symbol of peace was a symbol of national strength, and one person represented the top combat power during World War II!

"Let the rest of your subordinates stay outside, you guys just go in with me." Fury shrugged, and without waiting for their response, he strode vigorously into the party venue.

Inside the party at this moment, the huge and luxurious ballroom fell into a dead silence after the song ended.

After dancing the last dance beat, Kyle hugged Yutong's soft and slender waist with one hand, raised his eyes calmly and indifferently, and looked at the enemies around him who kept shooting until they emptied their magazines.

The six terrorists were all masked, and no one could see their expressions clearly, but the hands holding the pistols were trembling slightly, and the hoods and clothes were wet with cold sweat. Too cold.

With their poor cognition, it is obvious that they cannot understand the scene in front of them - no matter how many shots are fired, the bullets will not be able to break through, even if they are close to the target person.

A pistol that can easily endanger the lives of ordinary people is as ridiculous and useless as a child's toy in front of Kyle and Yutong.

Ants can move objects [-] times heavier than themselves, but their strength can never shake humans. This is the same reason!

"Escape! Separate and escape!"

The leader of the terrorists chattered his teeth and spit out this action command in fear, but just as he turned around, he saw a red-haired woman wearing a black gold mask with a devil's smiling face and a one-piece dark leather jacket.

"Where to escape?" The woman in black stood behind him at some point, less than one meter away, and met her cold eyes.