Summon the Villain: Marvel.

Tony Stark had just walked into his villa, and the automatic door closed silently behind him. The room was filled with the atmosphere of modern technology, and the display screens on the wall automatically lit up, showing various data and news summaries.

"Welcome home, sir." Friday's voice was gentle and steady, with a hint of concern.

Tony casually took off his coat, threw it on a chair beside him, loosened his tie, and walked towards the living room. As he walked, he rubbed his temples with his fingers, obviously a little tired from the day that just ended.

"Friday, any special news?" Tony asked, with a hint of weariness in his voice.

"Yes, sir." Friday's voice was a little hesitant, "The New York neighbor you have been paying attention to, Spider, seems to have been 'accosted' by a man."

Tony stopped walking suddenly, frowning slightly, obviously very interested in this news. "Chat up? What kind of chat up?"

Friday's voice remained calm, but with a hint of curiosity: "Would you like to see the video recording, sir?"

Tony sighed, walked to the sofa and sat down, reached out to pick up a glass of water on the table, and drank it slowly. "Show the video, Friday."

As Tony finished speaking, the display screen on the wall flashed and began to play the surveillance video. In the picture, Peter Parker was standing on the rooftop of a high-rise building, talking to a tall man. Tony squinted his eyes and stared at the screen carefully.

The scene continued to play, and Tony saw Peter and the man having a fierce sparring match. Peter's attacks were easily avoided by the other party. In the end, the two walked down the tall building together and continued to talk.

"Fuck you." Tony whispered, with a tone of deep surprise and dissatisfaction. He covered his forehead with one hand, obviously feeling incredible about this scene.

Tony leaned back on the sofa, staring at the screen, with mixed emotions in his heart. He knew that Peter Parker was capable enough to protect himself, but the sudden appearance of this mysterious man made him feel uneasy.

"Friday, check this man's background for me. I want to know who he is." There was a hint of determination and coldness in Tony's voice.

"Understood, sir. I'll handle it as soon as possible." Friday's voice was still calm, showing a high degree of efficiency.

Tony stood up, went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of Coke, unscrewed the cap and took a sip. His eyes were still fixed on the screen, and a strong curiosity surged in his heart. Who is this mysterious man? Why did he suddenly appear next to Peter Parker?

"Sir, I can't find any information about this man." Friday's voice was a little hesitant. "However, based on facial feature analysis, the similarity of some individuals is 10-25%."

Tony Stark immediately became interested, and walked forward, staring at the screen, muttering to himself, "Could it be a guy from some secret department? That would explain why we can't find him."

Friday began to show the profiles of similar people. The first two looked completely different, and Tony was getting impatient. Several faces appeared on the screen one after another, but Tony rejected them all. He shook his head, looking a little disappointed: "Friday, these people don't look alike at all."

Finally, a new face appeared on the screen. Tony looked at the fat man carefully, frowning slightly: "Who is this guy?"

"Sir, this is Nathan Hawke, chairman of the Hawke Group," Friday replied calmly.

Tony Stark said "oh" meaningfully and nodded slightly: "Hawk Group, I know this company, they make good daily necessities. Many of our employees use their products."

Tony then asked, "Where is this Nathan Hawke now, Friday?"

Friday's voice remained steady, but with a touch of unexpected humor: "In the Battle of New York, this Nathan Hawke died."

Tony's expression instantly turned into confusion, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Dead? Friday, you can joke too, right?"

There was a hint of humor in Friday's tone: "Sir, I am now loading the humor mode to improve your tense working environment."

Tony smiled softly, his expression relaxed a little: "Haha, okay, Friday, switch back to smart mode for me."

"Yes, sir." Friday's voice returned to calm and professionalism.

Tony sat back on the sofa and continued to think about what he had just seen. Although the name Nathan Hawke was unfamiliar, he felt a little familiar. The Hawke Group was not at the top of the business world, but it was well-known in some high-end daily necessities. Why would such a person who seemed to have nothing to do with the world of superheroes suddenly appear next to Peter Parker?

"Friday, pull up detailed information on the Hawke Group," Tony instructed.

The screen quickly switched to a series of information about Hawke Group, including the company's history, main business, market performance, and Nathan Hawke's personal background. Tony browsed through the information carefully, trying to find some clues.

"The Hawke Group was founded in 1985. It mainly deals in high-end living products. Its current project is smart home products." Tony said to himself, "Nathan Hawke, the founder and chairman of the group, has considerable influence in the business world. His products are known for their high quality and innovation and are deeply loved by consumers."

Tony continued reading and found that Nathan Hawke's personal life was quite low-key, with few public activities and reports. However, based on the surveillance footage from Friday's invasion, Tony found some unusual clues. Nathan Hawke's villa was often visited by young oriental women, most of whom appeared at night and stayed for varying lengths of time.

Tony frowned, his eyes flashing with confusion and suspicion. He said to himself, "A seemingly low-key businessman is so lustful. This is totally inconsistent with his usual image."

"Does Hawke Group have any cooperative projects related to our company on Friday?" Tony asked.

"There is no direct cooperation project, sir." Friday replied, "but some of Hawke Group's products are indeed popular among our company's employees, especially their smart home system."

Tony nodded, and he felt vaguely that Nathan Hawke's appearance was no accident. There might be a deeper secret behind this. Peter Parker's contact with Nathan Hawke might mean that some unknown conspiracy was brewing.

"Ding dong!"

At night, Peter Parker was sitting at his desk doing his homework. When the doorbell rang, he frowned slightly, full of doubts. It was not common for him to have guests at home, especially at this late hour.

He stood up and walked towards the door, his hand on the doorknob, wondering who it could be. The door slowly opened, and Peter froze. Standing in front of him was none other than Tony Stark. Peter's eyes widened instantly, and a look of shock appeared on his face, which soon turned into uncontrollable surprise. He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Tony raised his hand to signal him to be quiet.

Tony took out his phone, and the screen was set to LED, showing a sentence: "Don't make a sound, I want to meet the person at your home." When Peter saw this, the expression on his face quickly changed from surprise to horror. His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly, as if he had seen something incredible.

Tony obviously didn't notice Peter's expression change, he stepped forward, ready to enter the room. "Hey, Spider-Man, what's up? Are you so excited to see me?" Tony said with a smile, his voice full of his usual humor and confidence. He gently patted Peter's shoulder, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Just as Tony approached Peter, Peter looked over Tony's shoulder and saw Nathan Hawke standing behind Tony. Nathan Hawke put his hands in his pockets, his eyes calm and sharp, watching the scene quietly.

Peter's face turned even paler, his heartbeat accelerated, and his body trembled slightly. Various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, but he didn't know how to deal with this sudden situation.

Tony noticed Peter's abnormality, stopped, and frowned slightly: "Peter, are you okay? You look like you saw a ghost."

Peter swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice: "Tony...you...behind you..."

Tony was instantly alert. He turned around quickly and locked his eyes on Nathan Hawke.

Tony Stark turned around and saw Nathan Hawke. Although he was surprised, he quickly regained his composure. He smiled humorously and said to Peter, "It seems that your house is really lively, Spider-Man. I thought I was the only surprise guest tonight."

Peter looked at Tony and laughed nervously: "Mr. Tony, your joke is really a bit cold."

Tony blinked and gave a helpless look. "You know, Peter, sometimes I think I'm worse than a joke." He paused and continued, "I know what you're thinking: 'Tony Stark can stop joking?' But I'm telling you, Spider-Man, jokes are one of my superpowers."

Peter couldn't help laughing, and the tense atmosphere eased a little. He thought for a moment, then said, "Mr. Tony, this is Brother Nathan. He is a friend I met recently. Uh, he is a little special."

Tony raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Special? Yeah, I can see that. He's the kind of person who can appear behind me in an instant after going down from the second floor, right?"

Peter nodded, and was once again shocked by Nathan's strength. He lived on the second floor, and Nathan could move behind Tony in an instant within his sight. This speed and strength were unbelievable.

"Brother Nathan, Tony Stark, he is my..." Peter thought about the wording, "idol! Yes, an idol!"

Nathan Hawke smiled and nodded. "Nice to meet you, Tony. I've heard a lot about you."

Tony smiled and glanced at Nathan sharply: "Same here. I've heard a lot of gossip about you, Nathan Hawke."

Peter hurriedly interrupted the delicate atmosphere between the two, forced a smile and said, "Okay, okay, let's all come in and talk. We can't just stand at the door all the time."