Marvel's Dimension Restaurant

After 15 minutes, Gu Yi put down his knife and fork and wiped his mouth with a paper towel.

"No matter how many times you have eaten, what you eat, the taste is unforgettable." Gu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the vibrating muscles all over his body, feeling full of vitality, "And delicious food can also enhance strength, if not for the slightly lower price Gao, I want to treat this as a special canteen for mages."

"Oh, it coincides with my thoughts. I am also planning to have the entire Asgardian army come here to eat."

Odin, who was lying on the table, suddenly raised his head, stroked his white beard, and said with a cheerful smile.

In the early years, Asgard fought in various worlds and gained countless wealth. He is also a top force in the universe. With a large number of people, there are countless ways to make money.

Pay to feed an army, so easy

"Are you two trying to tire me out?"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Mu Qiu couldn't help rolling his eyes.

You're such a bad old man. You actually want to turn this place into an army canteen. That's too much.

It's great to have money

It's really great to have money

"Well, it's just a joke, don't worry about it."

Odin smiled cheerfully, he couldn't see the domineering of the Lord of Asgard at all, he didn't care about Mu Qiu's complaints, he was kind like an ordinary old man.

Of course, if you really treat him as an old man, you will be miserable. You must know that when this old man came here for the first time, he was riding an eight-legged pegasus, thunder was shooting all over his body, and the terrifying aura was like an abyss. I seemed to be stabbing out in the next second.

It can be called mighty and domineering, vividly showing the aura of one party's overlord.

Even thinking about it now, Mu Qiu feels quite shocked. It was the first time he saw the display of personal might, and his memory is still fresh.

But as soon as the cheerful old man in front of him merged with the domineering image in his memory, the corner of Mu Qiu's mouth twitched. The gap was too big, and his three views were unstable.

Shaking his head, he threw out the random thoughts in his mind, and looked down at Odin, "Think about what you want to eat, and I'll serve the next table first."

There were three people at the table next door, two men and one woman, namely Ichiryu, Jiro and Setino, who came from the gourmet world and were the top experts and top culinary masters in that world.

He is a real boss, and his combat power is not weaker than that of Ancient One and Odin.

And different from Oding Guyi, these three are bigwigs who have eaten all over the food world, and they have seen more ingredients and chefs than Mu Qiu.

Every day, they come in groups at a fixed time, order a common side dish, and the three of them occupy a table to chat. It is not so much eating as it is reminiscing.

On the other hand, Nick Fury in SHIELD headquarters was in a terrible state.

Upon learning that Tony Stark had returned from his disappearance, he immediately sent Coulson to visit and then was dumped.

Hearing that the air force dispatched to bomb a certain place in the desert, led by Rhodes, he immediately sent agents to investigate, only to see a piece of ruins.

Contact the military department and ask the other party to tell the purpose of the air force's dispatch, but the other party directly refuses to answer.

Well, the relationship between the secret service organization and the military has never been good. This is understandable.

With the continuous bad news coming, Nick Fury couldn't help but feel that he had offended God, otherwise why would the whole world be against him.

"dong dong dong"

"Come in."

Nick Fury rubbed his dark face and returned to the majestic director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The agent outside opened the door and came in, put a stack of reports on Fury's desk, and began to report as Fury began to read them.

"After investigation, after receiving a phone call before, Rhodes immediately contacted the top military officials. The Air Force then dispatched directly to the coordinates and began to clear the ground with artillery shells. At the same time, Tony Stark and two others appeared on Bleecker Street."

Nick Fury turned to the blurry photo taken from street surveillance in the report and looked at it carefully.

At a glance, he recognized the person in the middle as Tony, and the information of the other two was on the next page.

The first Ethan had a lot of information but nothing surprising. Nick Fury glanced at it, and when he saw the second one, his eyes widened.

There are only three words on it: no information.

"Agent, please explain." Nick Fury raised the report book and pointed the three words in the information to the agent talking eloquently across the table.

"Uh, I just didn't find the other party's relevant information, not at all." The agent who reported the report with a straight voice paused, and then whispered.

The terrible feeling became worse. The expression on Fury's face remained unchanged, and his tone became more serious, "Not at all."

"Uh, no." The agent was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

He just came to report, and he read it according to the script, and what he read was all.

"Then what are you still doing here? Why don't you go check it out?"

Fury closed the report and said expressionlessly.

After the people exited, he flipped through a few pages of the report, opened the lower right drawer of the desk, took out a mobile phone from it, found Coulson from the contacts, and dialed it.

"Hey, sir, what's the matter?"

Coulson took out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his jacket, looked at the caller ID, and immediately walked out of the noisy hall of the venue to answer the call in a corner.

"Coulson, where are you now?" Fury listened to the noise coming from the phone, feeling a bit like a press conference.

"Tony Stark's press conference." Coulson walked some distance outside again.

"Very good." As expected of my subordinate, I found someone again within half an hour after being thrown away.

"Continue to contact Tony Stark and try to obtain some information from the other party." Fury continued to assign tasks, "Besides, I have another task for you."

"Find a person and find out their details. Someone will send the information to you later." This is one of Nick Fury's principles to be prepared for everything.

"Okay, sir."

The phone was hung up and a text message came. Coulson clicked on the text message and was dumbfounded, "Well, there is only one photo and one address that has appeared. How can I find it?"

Boss, you will really give me difficult problems.

Coulson's face twitched, he complained in his heart, and couldn't help touching the receding hairline.

I have to work overtime again. I don’t know if my hairline can hold up.

Do you want to take Chinese medicine for hair growth? I’ve heard people say it’s quite effective.

Putting away the phone, Coulson returned to the venue, and the first sentence he heard was, "Therefore, with immediate effect, I will close the Stark International Company's weapons production department."

Then Rhodes was stunned, Pepper was frightened, Stan panicked, and the venue exploded.

Then the reporters went crazy

"Mr Stark"

"Mr Stark"

"Mr Stark"

Seeing the surging crowd in front of him and the constant waving of long guns and short cannons, Coulson had only one thought in his mind.

Wow, the headlines will explode tomorrow