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Although Imoen said it was very fast.

Dr. Banner's arrival was still a week later.

On the same day, Wilson brought Tony to Athena Company.

Tony wanted to meet the designer of the experimental machine.

for his style. Tony wanted to argue with him.

This crude design style has no beauty at all.

Once entering Athena Company.

Ivan Vanke is already waiting in the conference room.

"This is Ivan Vanko, the designer of the experimental machine."

Wilson introduced.

"Hello, Tony Stark."

"Ivan Vanke."

Wilson took the opportunity to exit the conference room.

Wilson can probably guess what will happen next.

The two men have completely different styles.

Ivan Vanko doesn’t care about so-called beauty.

In his eyes, practicality is the greatest. beautiful.

Completely inherited from Lao Maozi. Rugged, practical, and durable style.

Compared to Ivan Vanko.

Tony pursues excellence even more.

Wilson went to see Dr. Banner.

"Dr. Banner, are you still used to the environment here?"

Wilson looked at Bruce Banner in front of him.

"If you have any questions, you can go directly to Akadulla."

"Thank you Mr. Wilson, I'm very satisfied here."

Dr. Banner smiled and shook his head.

"Especially with the super computing here."

Banner was also a little surprised by the environment here.

"I didn't expect that there would be such strong artificial intelligence to assist here."

"Dr. Banner, just get used to it."

Wilson said nothing to Bennardo.

"You can contact Akadulla for any experiments you want to conduct and any materials needed for the experiments."

"You can also contact Nomati directly, and she will provide you with what you need."

"Then thank you Mr. Wilson!"

Wilson leaves Bruce Banner here.

Arrive at the underground laboratory of Athena Company.

Here, Accadura is being debugged.

"Boss, welcome to your arrival."

"How's it going? How's the modification going?"

Akadura shook his head solemnly.

"Based on the issues exposed in the last battle, we have conducted new discussions and research."

Akadura's face looked a little heavy.

"The materials we are using now cannot meet Norma's high-intensity combat needs."

"In the event of high-intensity combat, existing materials will develop cracks within a short period of time."

"Is there any good solution?"

Wilson also felt a little heavy.

He did not expect that just after the energy problem was solved, a material problem arose.

According to calculations, the original materials can meet the demand.

But after Ivan Vanke joined.

Wilson and the others re-optimized the plan.

This resulted in the original materials not meeting the current plan.

"Is there any way to change this?"

"We need high-strength alloys."

Akadulla displayed a virtual screen in front of Wilson.

"This is the solution I found after comparing all the alloy formulas in the world."

Akadura slid the screen and displayed the formula in front of Wilson.

"One is Adamantium alloy, and the other is vibranium."

"But vibranium is too precious and not suitable for mass production."

"Although Adamantium alloy is artificially synthesized, its value is also very high."

"We're having a hard time keeping costs under control."

Akadulla was also a little helpless.

"Or lower it..."

Before Akadura could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Wilson.

"There is no need to lower it."

Wilson thought of Fingel, whom he had sent out.

With luck, Fingel might find the tribe where the black panther belongs.

At that time, vibranium would not be a problem.

What's more, these mechas are not prepared for actual mass production.

What really needs mass production are heavy tanks.

The mecha is more of an auxiliary means.

It needs to be able to make the final decision at the critical moment.

So for the sake of rack racks, Wilson certainly won't lower his requirements.

"You come up with the renovation plan first, and I will arrange for someone to solve the material problem."

"Yes, boss!"

Although Akadulla was still a little curious, he still didn't ask too much.

After knowing the progress of the matter, Wilson left Athena Company first.

Of course, Tony was definitely not forgotten when he left.

When Wilson entered the office.

Tony was still arguing with Ivan.

Neither of the two people can convince the other.

When the argument got heated, both men rolled up their sleeves.

In the end, Tony gave in and did not engage in physical combat with Ivan.

Of course, Wilson had reason to believe that Tony finally chose to give in because he felt that he could not defeat Ivan.

According to Wilson's estimation, the two men were fighting purely hand-to-hand without the help of external equipment.

With Ivan's physique, he could deal with Tony, whose body was about to be drained by alcohol and sex.

That was really a father beating his son, every hit was accurate.

Tony saw that Ivan was eager to try all-out martial arts, and finally followed Wilson's words and chose to 'truce'!

"That's it for today, we'll come next time!"

Tony looked a little unconvinced.

In fact, Tony still agrees with Ivan Vanke's research ability.

After all, in the original time and space, this man was also a boss who could rub the reactor with his hands.

Wilson sent Tony, who was still a little angry, back to the manor.

Wilson then chose to return to his home.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Eriyi watching the video quietly.

"Why is it so quiet today!"

Wilson gently sat next to Eriki.

"Dad, after I go to school, I won't be able to play anymore!"

Eriki's tone was a little low.

"Who said that."

Wilson didn't know why Eri asked.

"I saw it on the video."

Eriyi was afraid that Wilson would not believe it, so she showed the video to Wilson.

In the video, a student is constantly walking among the crowd, and the specially processed video shows his full day.

There is no free time at all.

"Eriyi also wants to grow up!"

Wilson patted Eriyi's back angrily.

"Because this little brother is old and needs to make money by himself."

Wilson gently stroked Eri's hair.

"But our Eri is still a child! She just needs to complete her studies!"

"Really?"

Eriyi still didn't believe it after hearing this.

The people shown in the video are really scary!

"Because he is a man and needs to consider his family, but Eri is Wilson's little princess, so he definitely doesn't need it!"

After hearing this, Eriki smiled again.

"Dad is so nice!"

"In that case, Eriki, do you want to go to school early?"

"Will there be many children in school?"

"Have!"

Wilson smiled and handed a glass of water to Eri.

"Will there be many people playing with me in school?"

Eriyi drank the water in one gulp and continued to ask.

"Of course!"

"Michelangelo and the others can also go to school with me!"

"I'm afraid not."

Wilson shook his head.

"Because they have grown up and are not suitable to go to school with Eriki."

Eriyi felt a little disappointed when Wilson said no.

"But Eriki can play with Michelangelo and the others after school!"

Wilson smiled.

"Isn't their home not far away?"

As Wilson finished speaking, Eriki stood up in surprise.

"Master, have their homes been built yet?"

"It's almost ready."

"Yes, it's almost finished."

"Can we go take a look now!"

"No, because it's still very dirty inside."

"But Eriki can share this news with Michelangelo and the others!"

"Hey, I must give them a surprise then!"

Eriki giggled.

"Then what does Eri want to do now!"

"I want to play games with my godfather!"

"Recently, my godfather doesn't play with Eri anymore. Does it mean that my godfather doesn't like Eri anymore."

"Because your godfather is busy lately after all!"

Wilson picked up Eri and let her ride on his neck.

"Since Eri wants to play with her godfather, how about we go find him."

"Yeah!"

Eriyi cheered on Wilson's neck!

Seeing this, Wilson took Eri directly to Stark Manor.

At this time in Stark Manor.

Nick Fury directly entered Stark Manor again.

"Jarvis, it's for him!"

Tony felt a headache when he saw the other party.

"Sir, he came in using a password."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely change this broken system next time!"

"I told you, I don't want to join that top-secret boy band!"

Tony drank the chlorophyll in the cup.

"It's so hard to drink!"

Nick Fury didn't regard himself as an outsider at all and sat directly on the sofa.

"I remember you did everything by yourself."

Nick Fury smiled.

"What was the outcome."

"Sorry, I still don't know where to look at you" The blindfold is still the eyes.

Tony sat across from Nick Fury.

"The teacher said, I'm still a little confused. You know, people like me always stay up late."

"I don't even know if you are real now, or..."

"I'm very real."

Nick Fury leaned forward.

"I am the most authentic person you will ever know!"

"It seems that your situation is not very good!"

Nick Fury looked at Tony.

"what do you want."

Tony was getting impatient.

"You've become a problem, and I need to solve your problem."

"No matter what you think, you are not the center of my universe."

Nick Fury gets closer and closer to Tony.

"I'm somewhere else in the world. There are bigger problems to deal with than you."

"What the hell do you want to do!"

"The thing you're holding on your chest is based on unfinished technology."

"No, it's done!"

"No, Howard said the Ark Reactor is a stepping stone to greater inventions."

"He was going to start an energy race and put the arms race far behind it."

Nick Fury looked at Tony seriously.

"What kind of big project is he working on? A project so big that it can compare a nuclear reactor to a small battery."

Nick Fury leaned back on the sofa and draped one arm on the back of the sofa.

"You know, that's not all you experimented with!"

"What's the meaning!"

"You still have elements to try. He said that you are the only one who has the means and knowledge to complete his unfinished business."

"That's what he said!"

Tony looked at Nick Fury.

It’s a pity that it’s so difficult to read anything from Nick Fury’s face!

"Are you the person he said? If so, then you can solve the problem of your heart."

"This is what your father left you."

Nick Fury pointed to the box next to him.

"Tony, remember, I'm always watching you!"

After saying that, Nick Fury stood up and left directly.

Tony watched Nick Fury leave.

Then look at the box.

Printed on the black box: Stark's private property!

While Tony was deep in thought, Wilson came with Eri.

Wilson looked at the box on the table thoughtfully.

"Eriyi, come forward and get something first."

Wilson put Eri down.

"it is good!"

Eriki ran upstairs obediently.

"It seems someone came to see you."

Wilson sat where Nick Fury had been.

"Nick Fury."

Tony had nothing to hide from Wilson.

"The other party is willing to give the thing to you."

Wilson looked at the black box on the table.

"Maybe the other party can't figure it out."

Tony also looked at the box with disdain.

After all these years, why didn’t the other party come back earlier, but now?

Isn't it because he is afraid that once he can't hold on anymore, no one will be able to study this thing?

"But what you need is right here."

"is it?"

Tony opened the box curiously.

There is a design drawing, a newspaper, a note, and two video tapes inside.

"It seems you don't have time to play with Eriki anymore."

Wilson knew that Tony must be busy now.

"Eriyi, Godfather has something to do today, let's go find Michelangelo and the others, okay!"

"it is good!"

Hearing Wilson's voice, Eriki hurriedly ran downstairs.

"Godfather, I'm going back first!"

"Godfather will come and play with you some other time!"

"it is good!"

Eriki ran over, hugged Tony, and said goodbye to him.

After Wilson left, Tony began to check the information left by his father.

As soon as Wilson returned to Hell's Kitchen, he received a report from Norma.

Postponing the matter for the time being, Wilson sent Eri to Splinter first.

After returning to the manor, Wilson checked what Norma had reported.

"Boss, white noodles appear in Hell's Kitchen."

"Have you found out who it is?"

"No, the other party is very cautious."

"Just ask the patrollers to pay attention."

"Boss, the police are aware of Hell's Kitchen."

"Because of what!"

"Someone called the police about a murder in Hell's Kitchen."

"Aren't there cases every day in New York?"

"This matter has become a big deal."

Norma presented the information to Wilson.

"The person who died was a journalist who often reported to MPs."

"But it disappeared recently and was found in an underground tunnel in Hell's Kitchen."

"What does it have to do with us?"

"Some police are taking advantage of this incident to harass our order."

"At the same time, it was revealed that the female reporter was involved with a peddler and was also the lover of a congressman."

"Aiming at us?"

"It's unclear at this time and the investigation is ongoing."

"Keep paying attention."

Wilson thought about what the other party wanted to do.

You know, in Hell's Kitchen, Wilson prohibits white flour trading.

If you want to trade, you have to go to other districts.

Can't even eat at Hell's Kitchen XI

The main reason is that Wilson is afraid that Eryi will meet and be led astray by some children who don't understand.

Wilson directly ordered white noodles to be banned from Hell's Kitchen.

Nowadays, there are still people who dare to make white noodles in Hell's Kitchen. It's really the old man who has eaten arsenic and is tired of living.

But the most troublesome thing still involves the dead reporter.

The reason why we haven't connected this matter yet is because the media don't know about it.

Otherwise, how could it not be reported?

You know, these are all traffic!

Wilson had no expectations of integrity from the media.

"Intensified surveillance in Hell's Kitchen."

Wilson feels the surveillance in Hell's Kitchen is lacking.

After all, the time he had in control was too short.

There are also some dilapidated buildings and some abandoned and dark corners that cannot be monitored at all.

"Arranger, I want to know who is ignoring our order!"

"Yes, the order is being issued."

At the same time, in a dilapidated room in New York.

"Who asked you to trade in Hell's Kitchen?"

The middle-aged man with eyes looked at the young man angrily.

"Don't worry Walter, I know it."

The young man didn't care.

"You have to trust my familiarity with Hell's Kitchen."

The young man turned over.

"Even with my eyes closed, I know there is no surveillance there and I can hide there."

"Jesse, that's Kingpin!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't you worry about me doing things?"

"Why go to Hell's Kitchen!"

“Nowhere to go but Hell’s Kitchen.”

Jesse stood up impatiently.

"Now, as long as Hell's Kitchen doesn't have those sons of bitches watching, there's no way to go to Hell's Kitchen!"

“Don’t go to Hell’s Kitchen again.”

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Jesse dealt with Walter absentmindedly.

Walter had no choice but to leave first.

He knew how risky it was.

But now we can only trust the other party, otherwise Kingpin will find out.

They definitely didn't end well.

The only thing that can be prayed for may be that Kingpin can let his family go.

Meanwhile, George also sees the case at hand.

George was also very careful about this case.

After all, the deceased involved is considered a public figure.

This puts them under pressure from the beginning.

What's more, the location of this reporter's death is too coincidental.

You know, even before, they were somewhat powerless in Hell's Kitchen.

Now, Hell's Kitchen can be said to be directly off-limits to them.

Unfortunately, George has to take care of it.

The matter has attracted the attention of MPs.

Call George directly to put pressure on him.

After thinking for a while, George finally took out his phone.

Wilson's number was called.

"Mr. George!"

Wilson was a little surprised that George Stacey would call him.

"Mr. Wilson, I wonder if you know about the death of the female reporter."

"know."

"I hope Mr. Wilson can ask his people to cooperate with us."

"can."

Wilson agreed.

"Thanks to Mr. Wilson, then."

After George hung up the phone, he relaxed a little.

At least he confirmed that this matter had nothing to do with Wilson.

The rest depends on whether they can find the murderer.

Just when Wilson wanted to leave.

He got another call from the governor of New York.

"Mr. Wilson, what do you think of the journalist's death?"

"Hopefully the murderer will be brought to justice."

"Mr. Wilson, don't worry, we will definitely explain this matter to you."

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Governor."

"No, it's Mr. Wilson's fault."

After Wilson hung up the phone, he fell into deep thought.

It seems that he still underestimated the influence of this matter.

The governor of New York State can personally intervene.

Even if the other person has nothing, just ask a little bit.

But this itself represents an attitude.

In other words, the gesture itself is a signal.

Wilson began to wonder who was plotting against him.

Jesse woke up in a daze,

Go to the bathroom and take out an antique mobile phone from the toilet sink.

"I have completed what you asked me to do."

Jesse yawned.

"Don't forget the money you promised me."

Soon Jesse received the message.

Tell him the money is hidden there.

Jesse placed his cell phone casually on the sink.

Before he could leave, the phone spontaneously ignited.

Jesse hurriedly disposed of the phone.

The only thing that made him feel lucky was that he remembered the address sent by the other party.

Jesse tidied up a little and came directly to a small alley.

"Hey man!"

After seeing no one else around, he took out a roll of money from his pocket.

Throw it directly to the opponent.

"This is the reward from last time, and there will be more tonight, come on!"

The man took the dollar bill that Jesse threw at him.

Put it to your nose and smell the scent of U.S. dollars.

"What time is it tonight! How many people are needed."

Keep your money carefully.

For these homeless people, money is more important than anything else.

"Three."

Jesse looked around carefully to make sure no one could hear.

"I just need you to help me distract people."

"Reward! How much reward!"

"Twice this time!"

Hearing Jesse's words, the homeless man's eyes sparkled.

"Okay, what time!"

"Old place, old time."

Jesse just made sure the homeless man would arrive on time.

Just turn around and leave.

The tramp also turned and left, heading towards a dark room as soon as he left.

When we got to the room, there was a different world inside.

There were shouts all around.

Male hormones are in the air.

"big big big!"

"Small! Small! Small!"

"Leopard! Leopard!"

"7! 7! 7!"

Gamblers are everywhere.

"Hey, where did you get this?"

The croupier looked at the tramp with a teasing smile.

As a frequent visitor here, the dealer still likes each other very much.

"I made a little money by following a man who didn't know how to live or die."

The tramp smiled and threw the roll of money he just received directly to the dealer.

"Exchange them all for chips for me."

"Row."

The croupier happily put away the money and handed the chips to the homeless man.

On the other side, Jesse quietly came to the location where the other party sent him.

When there is no one around, just take the reward prepared by the other party.

Pretend to leave as if nothing happened.

But what he didn't know was that not far from him, a man pretending to read a newspaper had been watching him.

He smiled when he saw Jesse taking the things.

Great, you can continue.

The man pretended to look at his watch, then slowly folded the newspaper, loaded it under his arm, and left quickly.

In Hell's Kitchen, Wilson was still thinking.

After thinking to no avail, I was still going to pick up Eri, and by the way, it was time to confirm the candidate for the teacher in Hell's Kitchen.

This matter has been delayed until now, and there are still few teachers who have come up with a reason.

Wilson directly borrowed the name of Athena Company to provide subsidies.

Eventually someone accepted the teaching location.

As for people to interview, unfortunately Wilson hasn't found an interviewer yet.

But some people are very generous. Take this matter over.

That's our great Mr. Tony Stark.

However, with the recent murders in Hell's Kitchen, it seems that Eriki's school time will be postponed.

At least until Wilson will completely resolve the matter.

At night, Jesse appeared on time at an abandoned place in Hell's Kitchen.

The Tramp was already waiting for Jesse.

"Tell me what we want to do this time."

The tramp was a little anxious. He had already lost all the money he had just received.

"There is a convenience store at the intersection. You attract the clerk's attention."

Jesse took out some dollar bills.

"Do you know how to do it?"

"rest assured."

The homeless man smiled and walked towards the convenience store with his temporary friends.

Jesse waited behind them until they had the clerk's attention.

Jesse took the opportunity to run into the yard behind the point.

Arriving in the backyard, Jesse quietly lifted up a piece of lawn.

Revealing a door below.

Jesse looked around and saw no one noticed, opened the door and went in.

When entering, carefully bring the lawn with you and then close the door.

After entering, Jesse took out his lighting tools and walked slowly along the tunnel.

Soon, Jesse came to the exit.

Just jump off.

This is an abandoned station.

It turned out that there was an underground railway station not far away.

Later, due to some reasons, this track was abandoned.

At the same time, there is no one to deal with these stations.

Slowly, this place was forgotten.

Later, this became their secret base for connections.

Not long after, the same group of people came here.

"Did you bring something?"

"It's all here, the same old rules."

"can."

As he said that, the man opposite came over and inspected the goods Jesse had brought.

After confirmation.

The other party handed Jesse a black plastic bag.

Inside were bundles of money that had been tied up long ago.

Jesse put it away carefully.

"I will contact you for the next transaction."

"Next time, I will increase the price of goods by 30%."

"We will let you know how many goods there will be at that time."

The eyes of the person opposite gradually narrowed.

"Row."

After that, leave first.

Jesse followed the track, kept walking, and then entered the sewer.

Finally, in an inconspicuous place in Hell's Kitchen, Jesse pushed open the sewer manhole cover and walked out carefully.

Then he threw away all his clothes, hood, shoes, and mask.

In a dark place, put on the clothes you had hidden long ago.

Pretending to be a pedestrian, he merged into the crowd and then disappeared.

On the other side, people buying white noodles also turned left and right to the sewer.

At this time, sirens sounded from time to time in Hell's Kitchen.

They patrol Hell's Kitchen constantly.

Wilson also got the news.

"Do they need to be warned?"

Wilson declined Norma's offer.

"Tell them to avoid these people when patrolling."

Wilson also wanted to use these patrol officers to make a fuss.

They were doing Wilson a favor by making such a big fanfare.

"Let our people be more alert and pay attention to some places that are not easy to notice normally."

"Norma got it."

In the underground waterway, the person who was trading with Jesse heard the siren above his head and suddenly felt bad.

Immediately change and feel relieved, and the pace gradually speeds up.

Jesse, who merged into the crowd, also heard the sirens not far away.

I thought something bad was going on in my heart, and my pace gradually increased.

Jesse, who was slightly flustered, did not attract the attention of the patrol officers.

They just thought something was wrong at Jesse's house.

Just compared to Jesse's good luck.

The person he traded with was somewhat unlucky.

When he realized something was wrong, he hurriedly changed the route.

Unexpectedly, this change caused a problem.

When he carefully came out of a sewer exit.

No one found him.

This relieved him a little.

Just when he was about to leave, he happened to meet a patrol officer.

Compared to those who just go through the motions and turn on their sirens, Wilson's men are obviously more conscientious.

When they saw the nervous man, they realized something was wrong with him.

Originally, this place was a sparsely populated place, especially after night.

Almost no one comes here.

And when the other party saw them, their expressions were obviously wrong.

That kind of panic immediately made them alert.

He took out his gun and pointed it at the man.

"Throw the thing aside and squat down with your head in your hands."

The patrol officer said nothing and gave the final warning.

The man looked at his surroundings and knew he had no place to escape.

But I'm afraid it won't end well if they get caught.

The man pretended to obey and threw aside the white noodles he had just traded.

Watching the man cooperate, the patrol slowly approached.

He watched the patrol approaching from the corner of his eye. At that moment, Your Majesty took out his gun and pointed it at the patrol.

"Go to hell, Madfak!"

"boom!"

Before he could shoot, the patrol members subdued him first.

One of the men began to examine the package that the man had thrown away.

After opening it carefully, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Not a self-destruct truck.

When he saw the packed bags of white flour.

The patrol member was slightly stunned.

Check carefully.

"Bah bah bah!"

The patrol member looked serious.

"It's white noodles!"

The rest of the people immediately felt a burst of adrenaline.

"Report, find people buying and selling white flour."

"You continue to search, I will take him to bandage."

"Yes!"

Wilson, who was working on the file, was notified by Norma.

"The patrol officers found people buying and selling white noodles and are being sent to the interrogation area."

Wilson was a little surprised. He didn't expect to get clues so quickly.

"Use all methods to make him speak."

Wilson looked into the distance into the night.

"After that, send it to land reclamation."

"Norma got it."

Wilson really wanted to know whose subordinates were so brave.

Don't even listen to him!