Rebirth: I am the American leader

"But, Mr. Stark, we at SHIELD really don't have that much money."

"Huh? You don't think that SHIELD is the only one in the world that is interested in this, do you? It seems that I really need to remind you that this is a damn alien armor.

Do you know what an alien armor is? This means that it is completely different from any technology in our world. It is completely new and immeasurable technology. "

Stark showed the demeanor of a mature businessman at this time, and perhaps the murderous aura in him was not as amazing as Steve's.

But as long as he is at the negotiating table, few can overpower him.

"So, Mr. Stark, what kind of deal are you willing to accept?"

"Two ways, way one, your SHIELD pays one billion US dollars in one go. Option two, SHIELD and Stark Industries share information. I can provide you with all the technology related to the alien armor for free. Data. However, you also have to provide me with some trivial technical data."

When Stark said it was insignificant, Coulson frowned.

Of course an agent his age wouldn't believe anything trivial this guy said.

After all, it was an alien armor. No matter how stupid he was, he would never be so stupid as to believe that technology comparable to an alien armor was insignificant.

"May I know what technology Mr. Stark is interested in?"

Coulson was still making his last effort, and Stark had a successful smile on his face.

"I don't know yet, but I think I will know in the future. You should be able to provide me with a permission?"

After being silent for a while, Colson picked up the phone and said helplessly.

"I'm going to make a phone call."

To be honest, Coulson didn't like Sickle Farm very much.

The people here are like cowboys in the American West, savage and unqualified, but there are also a few extremely shrewd guys.

The refraction of the radio quickly spread Coulson's words to Nick's ears, and the latter expected that things would not go smoothly.

But he didn't expect it to be so unlucky.

Fortunately, Stark's request was not excessive. The way the world works is that there are gains and losses.

The important thing is that you know for yourself whether it's worth it.

"Promise him and give him an internal authority, but our people must be involved in the research of the alien armor. I don't believe in the sincerity of Stark and Steve."

Nick's order was quickly carried out.

Steve sent Colson and his two followers away, and he didn't know when the people from Hydera would have the courage to come look for him.

But thinking about it, it should be fast. Things have reached this point, if two more people don't come into contact with him.

He really wants to launch the SHIELD version of the human eradication plan.

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The gangs in New York have been quiet for a long time, and the bloody chaos caused by the death of Kingpin has completely ended.

There's a brand new Lion King on the grasslands, but you know it.

Something like The Lion King always needs to be replaced every three or two days.

But things are different now. The Lion King in New York has been on the throne for half a month.

During this period, no one challenged its status.

Two thugs in New York at the same time smiled at the same time.

Frank realized after Kingpin's reminder that none of the guys he slaughtered were behind the scenes, and also learned a simple and easy-to-understand truth based on Kingpin's reminder.

Whoever benefits is the murderer.

The situation seems to be very clear now. The newly enthroned Lion King should be the ultimate profiteer and the biggest mastermind.

So at the same time, two thugs belonging to extreme justice and chaotic evil began to rush towards the center of New York.

Kingpin's elite men were almost exhausted during this period.

You know, for guys who have been fighting in the underworld all year round.

The most terrible thing is not to die in a gang fight, but that there are gang fights one after another at his doorstep.

But he couldn't participate.

Frank didn't bring anyone else with him, mainly the people at the Veterans BBQ were pure mercenaries.

I don't have enough money to hire them to do the work, and to be honest.

Frank felt that the skills of this group of people were really rough, and he didn't want to be distracted from saving people on the battlefield.

The only guy who didn't need his help was now taking care of the kid again.

So he packed enough ammunition and enough explosives to handle a small war and set off early.

Now he is the most notorious person in San Diego Middle School. He is not worried about what might happen if he is absent for one night.

Are you kidding? Do you really think he has been fooling around all these years?

New York is a great place, honestly it has been a great place from beginning to end.

No one knows how many opportunists with dreams sleep here, and no one knows how many ambitions are born here every day.

This place is like the West where gold mines were found in the last century. There are always people who yearn for a better tomorrow and throw themselves into this purgatory-like life.

Yes, in a purgatory life.

Peter Parker, I really don’t like this city much now.

He had always thought that this place was a good place with simple folk customs, but he no longer thought so after he was spanked with a shotgun by an old lady who couldn't walk.

"Boy, did you see that? That man may need help."

When Wade's very distinctive voice sounded in Parker's ears, he immediately shivered.

God knows how many times he has been tricked by this guy in the past few days. God knows how many times he has been a disservice to him in the past few days.

"No! He looks like an adult and I think he can handle his own troubles."

Peter Parker looked at the ragged Dr. Banner and shook his head firmly.

While he did look miserable, his spider instincts told him this man was dangerous.

"Okay, but he does look miserable. Can you really bear to watch other people suffer? Peter! For God's sake, I mean for God's sake, at least check this out." The guy’s situation. Better make sure he has any begging money in his pocket.”

Peter Parker narrowed his eyes and looked at Wade with great distrust.

He suspected that the forced man wanted to rob a homeless man.

"Sometimes I really wonder if you are completely a morally corrupt person. Seriously, how can Principal Steve safely let you work in the school?"

"Come on, Principal Steve is much more cruel than me. You see, I can only steal money at most, but he actually wants to castrate me every day.

Please, am I a bitch? "

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Today is still the fifth update, and it’s the extra update from Mr. Baisha.

Also, comrades, forty plus one update is already very expensive.

Don't just brush off the money. Look at the two bastards at the first and third place on the gift list. How can I finish writing if you brush off so much money?

Do you want to kill me? friend?