Binglin Comics

After leaving Corrente Building, Chen Hao took a taxi back to Med Hotel.

The scene where Jin was seriously injured and taken away by Stark just now still lingers in his mind.

According to common sense, Jin Bin, who is extremely muscular, is already considered the limit of human physical fitness.

When it comes to fighting alone with bare hands, members of the Special Forces and even Steve Rogers may not be able to defeat him.

But under the intensive gunfire, physical fitness has no obvious effect other than making it more resistant to beatings.

Physical exercise can only improve basic attributes, and the gap in force can be made up with technology.

Decades of martial arts training are not as good as a gun.

Chen Hao looked at the retreating scenery outside the car window and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It's anxiety

Still a sense of urgency

He can't speak.

It seemed that he had this vague feeling since he saw Ivan easily hacking into the dark web.

Chen Hao opened his mouth slightly, wanting the driver to go to the bar.

Drink a few glasses of strong wine and spend the night with a few wild girls to vent these emotions that have nowhere to express.

But the words were on his lips, but he couldn't say them out.

Chen Hao pursed his lips. He felt as if he had been stimulated by something and could no longer enjoy it with peace of mind.

The wind outside the car window was howling.

My mind is like the leaves in the wind, constantly swaying.

The taxi stopped steadily in front of the Med Hotel, and Chen Hao got out of the car.

The lobby manager came up to him and said that Ivan had given up the computer room and returned to the suite.

Chen Hao nodded to show his understanding, went straight upstairs and knocked on the room.

"Dong dong."

The door opened, and it was not Ivan who came to open the door, but Ethan.

He was wearing a bib and casually wiped his hands on the pocket: "Chen, please come in quickly."

The presidential suite is different from ordinary hotel rooms. In addition to the additional cloakroom, study room, and piano room, it is also specially equipped with a kitchen for guests who bring their own private kitchens to cook on site.

Ethan closed the door and smiled gently at Chen Hao: "You sit down first, dinner will be ready soon."

Chen Hao nodded and walked into the suite.

At the computer desk in the southeast corner of the house, Ivan and Ethan's son Sharif is typing on the keyboard.

Both of them had smiles on their faces and a lollipop in their mouths.

Seeing Chen Hao coming over, Ivan pointed at Sharif and raised his chin: "This little guy is quite talented. I'm teaching him some basic computer knowledge."

Chen Hao sat down on the sofa and blurted out: "Teach me too."

Seeing Ivan looking over, Chen Hao felt embarrassed and found an excuse: "Anyway, I am idle every day. It is always good to learn more."

Ivan grinned and handed over a lollipop: "Okay."

Chen Hao took it and saw that it was Ivan's favorite blueberry flavor, and he felt very warm in an instant.

After removing the wrapping paper and putting the lollipop into his mouth, Chen Hao listened to Ivan explaining some basic computer knowledge.

In order to take care of the young Sharif, Ivan was very detailed and patient.

The little guy blinked his big eyes, not knowing whether he understood or not.

"Come here."

Ethan took out a large pot of food and placed it on the table.

Chen Hao glanced at it and saw that the pot contained mostly beef cubes, mutton cubes, chickpeas, onions and a large number of vegetables, stewed together, exuding a rich aroma.

"This is a very famous local dish in our area, called Shuerbao." Ethan extended his hand and introduced: "This dish is usually used to entertain distinguished guests and is eaten with soft pancakes."

Sharif smelled the aroma and trotted over to the table.

He was not even taller than the table. He only stood on tiptoes to touch the soft cake. He looked very cute.

"Wait a minute." Ethan patted Sharif's hand gently: "There are still people who haven't come yet."

"Who else?" Chen Hao pulled a chair and sat down, looking at Ethan.

The core members of Haotian Technology are all here. Could it be that there is also Agent Natasha Romanov who also serves as the personal secretary?

Seeing Chen Hao's confused look, Ethan reminded him: "Didn't you just hold a press conference and publicly say that you want to recruit scientists?"

"Yes." Chen Hao's eyes lit up: "Who is coming?"

Ethan laughed and deliberately let it slip: "Guess."

dong dong.

Before Chen Hao could guess, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

Ethan made an invitation gesture, which meant that he was coming.

Chen Hao suddenly felt like opening a Christmas gift, so he went to open the door.

"Wow, Selvig"

Seeing Dr. Eric Selvig standing at the door, the two gave him a warm hug.

Needless to say, Selvig's scientific research prowess, all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s alien weapons were developed under his guidance.

In addition, when developing new hemostatic materials, he spent some time at Haotian Technology, and they were familiar with each other.

With his formal joining, Haotian Technology's scientific research level will rise sharply.

After closing the door and waiting for Selvig to take his seat, Chen Hao said sincerely: "Eric, it's great that you can join."

Haotian Technology is currently in very short supply of high-end scientific researchers.

"Come on, come on, you can start eating." When everyone was here, Ethan looked like a master and motioned for everyone to try his cooking.

Chen Hao filled the soft pancake with fillings and chewed it in his mouth. He nodded: "It's quite refreshing. I added lemon juice."

"Yes." Ethan raised his hand and said to Ivan and Eric: "Try it."

The shulbao had a strong taste, and the two of them said it was good after eating it, which made Ethan very happy.

Dr. Selvig’s decision to join Haotian Technology was carefully considered.

During the Battle of New York and the period when he was controlled by the scepter, Selvig entered a new scientific field through the advanced development of the Cosmic Cube.

He yearns for various alien civilizations and space technologies.

After the battle in New York, he was released directly after confirming that he was not under continued control.

Later, Selvig learned through some channels that it was Chen Hao who asked Thor to use the scepter to break the energy barrier of the Cosmic Cube.

It was also Chen Hao who somehow returned to Earth from the distant universe when the space-time channel was completely closed.

Combining these two points, Dr. Selvig concluded.

Chen Hao possesses alien technology and space technology, but he doesn't show it to others easily.

Think about it, such cutting-edge technology can be called the door to the truth, how could you hand it over casually?

Selvig felt regretful when he thought that he had come to Haotian Technology to help for a while and then left.

Now the Cosmic Cube has been taken away by Thor.

As for the scepter, due to the historical legacy of having to control this headache.

S.H.I.E.L.D. had a large amount of parameter data on the Cosmic Cube, but declined Selvig's request to continue research.

After thinking about it, apart from S.H.I.E.L.D., only Haotian Technology has alien technology.

Instead of working behind closed doors at home, it is better to join Haotian Technology to try your luck and see what you can gain.

By chance, Selvig saw Chen Hao's recruitment statement at the press conference and immediately contacted Ethan to finalize the matter.

Selvig met Sharif in the villa and touched his head in a friendly way: "He's grown so big."

Sharif looked displeased and said, "I almost touched my hair," which made everyone laugh.

During the chat, Chen Hao also mentioned Jane Foster to Selvig.

She became famous after the Old Bridge Incident and was invited to give lectures at observatories and colleges around the world, and her schedule was full.

Chen Hao had a general understanding of Jane's current situation and would contact him when he has time.

The Cosmic Cube was taken away, and it was entirely up to her to obtain the ether particles that strengthened the main ability. Chen Hao had no reason to let it go.

After a few glasses of red wine, the atmosphere at the scene gradually became lively.

Ethan turned on the TV, which played a series of explanations from Stark about Fisker, saying that he would conduct strict self-examination.

Everyone was watching the press conference, and Stark turned up from the window wearing Mark No. 7.

Ethan was closest to the window and gave him a hug.

Ivan once had a grudge against Stark and acted relatively coldly.

Stark glanced at Ivan, said nothing, turned around and touched Sharif's head.

Chen Hao covered his mouth and snickered: "If you touch him again, his hair will fall out at such a young age."

Stark shrugged helplessly and said sarcastically: "Only programmers lose their hair prematurely."

"Okay, okay." Chen Hao didn't want Ivan and Stark to have any conflicts, so he changed the topic: "If you don't want to spend the night with your Peibo at night, what are you doing here to come to us?"

"Don't mention it." Stark waved his hand, took off his mecha, picked up the soft pancake and started eating it, without saying anything out of the ordinary: "Pebo wants to go home to live with her mother."

"Haha." Chen Hao smiled mischievously: "No one will care about you tonight, why don't you go have some fun."

Ethan coughed dryly upon hearing this, indicating that there were still children here.

Sharif's big eyes flashed and he hugged Ethan's pants: "Father, what is happiness?"

Everyone laughed.

Everyone had almost eaten, and Ivan took Sharif to play on the computer.

Chen Hao was able to learn about the situation of other Avengers members from Stark.

"Old Popsicle and Roman Love are back. Hawkeye is not back. He seems to be on a long vacation. As for Dr. Bruce Banner." While chewing, Stark reached out and lightly hammered Chen Hao's chest: "He is interested in joining. None of us are interested."

"Then there's nothing we can do, let him do it."

Banner didn't want to join, but there was no way to force him, as that would only create a bigger trouble.

After having enough wine and food, Stark wiped his mouth with a tissue, put on his Mark 7 and prepared to leave.

He said goodbye to Chen Hao, hugged Ethan again, and thanked him again for his life-saving help: "Remember to come to Restaurant No. 11 at eight o'clock tomorrow night. By the way, remember to bring that cute little guy with you. .”

"Okay." Ethan had no reason to refuse the invitation from a Michelin three-star restaurant.

Stark opened the window and left, and Ethan went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Chen Hao looked out the window at the night and came to sit next to Ivan and Sharif.

S.H.I.E.L.D., Helicarrier, Science and Technology and Information Intelligence Network.

This is a spacious laboratory filled with instruments, and two people in white scientific research uniforms are busy.

On the table in the center was the scepter stolen by Agent Romanov.

"Hey, Smith, look at it." A researcher pointed to the video on the screen.

"Ah" the man was startled: "What did you want me to see?"