The Lich King of the American comic world

Also, take Steve and Ethan to the seventh floor, that floor will be Steve's office from now on. "

"Alright Tony, is there anything else I can do? You know, without your help, I always feel like something is missing in my life."

Listening to Jarvis' nagging, Stark seemed to have seen the kind and loyal elder back then.

Stark stopped in his tracks and said, "Jarvis, take care of this house for me." Then he accelerated into the elevator.

"Tony, I've been taking good care of this place, don't worry.

Mr. Stee, Dr. Ethan, please follow my instructions, we will go to the seventh floor now. "

Steve and Ethan came to the seventh floor, and he found that it was almost vacant, so he couldn't help cursing secretly: "Damn local tyrants, it's really a luxury to have one floor so empty."

"Mr. Steve, what kind of office area do you want to design?" Jarvis asked.

Steve glanced at Dr. Ethan, and then said to Jarvis: "You design it, and Ethan helps me check it out. You two can discuss it!"

Ethan was dissatisfied with his inexplicable extra work, and complained: "Hey! Steve, I'm already busy enough! Did you know that my research plan is already scheduled for next year?"

"It's okay, you're still young, doctor." After patting Dr. Ethan's arm, Steve walked towards the elevator.

Before entering the elevator, Steve turned his head and said to Ethan: "I don't want to be the shopkeeper, I just want to find some staff, otherwise this place is too empty!"

Ethan looked at the slowly closing elevator door, adjusted his suit a little bit, and said to Jarvis, "Jarvis, do I really look young?"

After a long silence, Jarvis replied, "Yes, you look young."

"Hmm!" Dr. Ethan was in a good mood.

Although Steve said he wanted to recruit people, he still decided to slow down first.

It was not his plan to recruit a large number of people. Steve still planned to take the elite route, with fewer people but higher combat power.

Steve walked around in New York, and finally turned back to his home in Hell's Kitchen.

After looking at this small place where he had the best time, Steve took away the signboard of the Seven Security Company and closed the door gently.

"Hey! Steve!" A black boy's head protruded from the window next to him. It turned out to be Jimmy whom he hadn't seen for a long time!

"Hey! It's our little Jimmy!" Steve greeted Jimmy.

Jimmy went out of the house and ran to Steve.

Steve knelt down and touched Jimmy's fists, and asked, "How are you doing recently?"

"Excellent! By the way, that wad of cash..."

"Shh..."

Jimmy quickly covered his mouth and nodded to indicate that he understood.

Then Jimmy let go of his hand carefully and asked, "Stee, are you moving out? I haven't seen Anna for a long time."

"Yeah, we're moving out." Steve rubbed Jimmy's head and said.

Jimmy was a little sad and said, "Then are you coming back?"

"I should come back. Jimmy, take good care of your mother, and take good care of my home here. Your salary will be doubled in the future." Steve said to Jimmy with a smile.

"Stee, can I follow you to your company?" Jimmy asked tentatively.

"It's too dangerous. The danger we are going to encounter is beyond your imagination. I don't want you to take risks with me, understand."

Jimmy nodded obediently and replied: "Okay, Steve, I will do my job well!"

"Well! Then, see you next time!" After finishing speaking, Steve said goodbye to Jimmy and left Hell's Kitchen.

When Steve walked downstairs, he saw Matt Merk, and there were two people he hadn't seen not far behind him.

Steve knew that he was deliberately waiting for him, so he walked up and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Matt took off his sunglasses, bowed to Steve and said: "I know about the vampires that appeared last time, but I was in prison during that time, thank you for everything you did for the residents here.

Now that I'm out, I'm going to form the Alliance of Defenders with a few new friends. I wonder if you're interested? "

Steve helped Matt up and said, "Maybe I'm going to disappoint you."

"Are you leaving? It doesn't matter, we will guard this place in the future. Thank you again for everything you have done for Hell's Kitchen, Steve."

"No, actually I'm not as great as you think."

"But anyway, you did it, you did what I haven't done yet."

When Steve heard the word "temporary", he couldn't help laughing and said: "Then I wish you do it as soon as possible!"

When Steve and Matt passed each other, a light voice from Steve suddenly came from Matt's ear: "Hell's Kitchen, I leave it to you."

Matt turned and "looked" at the back of Stee's leaving, and the two people behind him walked up to him and asked, "Matt, who the hell is he?"

After a while, Matt said, "He's part of the order in Hell's Kitchen. Now he's leaving, Jessica, Nick, Hell's Kitchen is on our own."

A few days later, the SEVEN security company on the seventh floor of the Stark Tower was finally renovated.

Steve looked at Wheelers who had just arrived beside him, and asked, "How is it? Is the environment here not bad?"

Wheelers was still stunned, and when he heard this, he threw the luggage in his hands behind him and said, "Stee, I don't think you should untie the seeds for me, because I love this place so much! I can be a wage earner for you, the most advanced kind."

"Hillbilly... This is just a temporary office. The Seventh Building, which Stark and I built together, is currently being fully constructed under the operation of the Stark Group."

Wheelers suddenly took Steve's hand and said, "Boss, why don't you plant another seed for me, the kind that can't be unraveled for a lifetime!"

Steve was very satisfied with Wheelers' attitude, laughed and patted him on the shoulder twice.

The smile on Wheelers' face suddenly became a little stiff.

Steve showed a cramped smile and said, "Don't worry, these two times are not.

I think you are a good logistics support staff, as long as you are willing to join, all kinds of welfare guarantees are not a problem.

I think Blade would be an excellent security guard too, as long as you convince him to join, I'll give you a big red envelope! "

Wheelers rubbed his shoulders and asked, "Will you accept the commission to kill vampires?"

"of course."

"Then, we can sign the contract. I can help Daofeng sign it for him! By the way, remember to give me a red envelope, it must be super big!"

Chapter 80 Slaying the Abomination

Stark Tower, seventh floor, SEVEN security company!

"How about Steve, isn't this signboard conspicuous enough!"

Stark and Steve stood looking at the Stark Tower in the distance. On the seventh floor, Stark had someone install a signboard of the SEVEN security company, which was big enough and ostentatious enough!

Stee said to Stark, who seemed to be asking for credit, "I'm a low-key person. But I think it's better to change the color to gold."

"NO! I refuse! I don't agree with your aesthetics!"

After Stark glanced at Steve with contempt, he left alone, as if he would be infected by Steve's rusticity if he stayed a little longer.

Steve didn't care about Stark's departure, he wandered into the park alone.

Steve found a place where no one was around, sat on a bench in the park, closed his eyes and began to enjoy the rare quiet time.

"Boom!" There was a loud sound of a building collapsing in the distance, and Steve immediately stood up and looked in that direction.

Stee's cell phone rang suddenly, and after he answered the call, Stark's voice came from there: "Stee, have you seen it? There is a big situation in Brooklyn!"

"See, do you know what's going on?" Steve asked.

"Military sources say that two terrifying green-skinned monsters are killing each other!" Stark's words seemed a little hasty.

"Green-skinned monster?!" Steve remembered, it should be Hulk and Abomination.

Stee said to Stark: "Are you going there? Take me for a ride!"

"Of course! I'd love to!" Stark had just finished speaking, and he had already appeared on top of Steve in a mecha.

Before Stee was ready, Stark picked him up and flew towards the place where Hulk was fighting the abomination.

When the two of them arrived at the battlefield, it was already in ruins.

The destructive power of Hulk and Abomination made Steve and Stark look at each other in disbelief.

"This destructive power... I thought there was a local war here..." Stark said after putting Stee down, falling next to him.

Stee looked at Brooklyn, which had been destroyed for half a block, and replied, "Come on, let's kill the bigger and uglier guy."

"Why not kill both of them?" Stark didn't understand.

It's not easy for Steve to explain now, so he can only say: "The younger one can restore normal people and communicate normally, he is still an extremely scarce talent.

And the big one is hopeless anyway. "

"Though I don't know how you know.

But I think your words should be trusted.

So what are your plans? "

Steve glanced left and right, and said, "Go and help me disperse the surrounding troops, and try not to let the battle affect more people."

"Understood. I said, don't make any skeletons come out this time."

"of course not."

Stark, who received the answer, suddenly spewed out flames from his hands and feet, soaring into the sky.

He saw the helicopter circling in the sky, and sitting there was General Ross.

Stark intends to "talk" to him directly.

Seeing that Stark had left, Steve grabbed the void with his right hand, and Frostmourne appeared in his hand.

With the appearance of Frostmourne, many souls who were still howling suddenly flew in the air.

These souls are ordinary people who were mistakenly killed by Hulk and the abomination!

"We must find a hero who can suppress and kill hatred in an instant, and preferably one who doesn't look anti-human and anti-society..." Steve was thinking while gathering the power of shadow.

When he had accumulated enough energy, he connected to the Shadow Realm after being amplified by Frostmourne.

In the pitch-black world of shadows, Steve's mental power was like watching a slide show, and faces that were either crazy or bloodthirsty flashed past one after another.

In the end, his mental power suddenly froze in front of a cold, aloof orc face.

"Buzz!" The space shook.

An orc wearing a black natural disaster armor and holding a giant sword appeared beside Steve.

"Let us smash this small world together in the name of the Scourge, long live the Lich King!" The orcs shouted their arrogant slogans as soon as they appeared.

Stark had just negotiated with General Ross, and was attacking around the abomination at the moment. When he flew not far from Steve, he happened to hear this sentence.

The words that the orc yelled made Stark almost fall from the air.

"Hey, Steve! Are all your younger brothers so arrogant? Why do I feel that you are the biggest villain BOSS?"

Stark fired a round of homing missiles at the Abomination, circled over Stee's head and asked.

Steve didn't reply, but directly ordered to the buddy he had recruited: "Saurfang, the messenger of death! Cut off the head of that bone spur monster for me!"

"Feel the wrath of the Scourge, in the name of the Lich King!" Saurfang charged with both swords in his hands!

Stark landed next to Stee, looked at the oddly shaped broken sword in Stee's hand, and asked, "Could the Scourge be your army?"

Stee glanced at Stark and replied, "I'd like a troop like that."

"It's fine if you don't, otherwise I will worry that I will have to kneel in front of you and call you the Lich King when I wake up..." Stark said hypocritically, patting his chest.

Hulk had Stark's reinforcements just now, but he barely tied with the abomination.

But after Stark left, Hulk couldn't stand it anymore...

From nowhere, Hate obtained a chain that was as thick as an adult's arm, with a stone pier wrapped around it.

He rounded the chain and smashed it on the Hulk's head.

Hulk couldn't dodge in time, and was hit on the head by the blow. He was beaten and flew more than 10 meters, and fell into a coma after smashing through several walls.

Hate patted his chest and roared wildly, ready to go up and end Hulk's life completely.

"Whew!" Abomination suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air behind him!

Out of the perception of danger, the hatred rushed forward.