Marvel's Agents of the Spear

"For your information, Jericho missiles."

The warhead fell to the ground, and the violent wind set off by the violent explosion roared in. Tony Stark opened his arms in the smoke and dust, as if Jesus embraced the world.

There is no doubt about the power of the weapon. After the deal is concluded, it is a happy celebration time. The freezer is filled with white mist, and the golden wine and ice cubes collide in the glass, making the roar of capital.

"Hello, Mr. Stark." A black-haired yellow man appeared in front of Tony and greeted him in fluent English. His narrow eyes were narrowed and he smiled kindly. He leaned on a dark cone-shaped crutch and stretched out his hand.

"I didn't expect to see it here." Tony paused, his eyes lingering on the other person's curled up left leg for a moment. In this U.S. military weapon testing site that is not shown on the map, it is a big surprise to see a physically disabled Asian. Something very surprising.

Tony handed the wine glass from his right hand to his left hand and shook it politely, but found something stuck on his hand.

It was a yellow object in the shape of a right triangle, which looked like a thin piece of paper folded many times.

"My surname is Fa, and my single name is Ze." The other party smiled, his thin lips pursed in a subtle arc, "You need to change your habit of not liking receiving things from others."

Tony swung his arm, put down the wine glass and reached out to grab it, but the thing seemed to be embedded in his hand, motionless.

Frowning slightly, Tony spread his hands, "If you think that my men and these soldiers will show mercy to you because of your physical defects, then you are totally wrong, Zefa."

The soldiers and bodyguards didn't know why, but they seemed to have just discovered the situation here and were approaching quickly. Many of them had already raised their guns.

Faze was still smiling, paying no attention to the upcoming danger, "I am the Heavenly Commissioner of the Holy Spear Bureau's Strategic Defense, Attack and Logistics Support Bureau stationed in the United States. In addition, I am Chinese."

Tony Huaxia felt a little irritated. Could it be that what he was holding was the legendary mysterious power from the East?

"Ze" Tony remembered that the Chinese surname should be placed in front of the first name, "Fazero Zero," Tony changed his words in time and gave FaZe an English name, "No matter who you are, if this is a token of love, then You have succeeded in arousing my disgust. Capture him and ask what this is."

Faze obviously had no intention of satisfying Tony's request, and Tony was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He had professionals who could ask questions about this kind of thing.

After getting into the military vehicle, Tony took out his mobile phone and scanned his palm with a faint light.

The unique voice of artificial intelligence Jarvis sounded in the miniature earphones, "Sir, the data shows that the object in your palm is a Chinese talisman, the material is ordinary yellow paper, and the ink material is water, blood and cinnabar. Text content analysis results I came here for the general, who is said to have the ability to suppress demons.”

"Devil" Tony sneered. To other countries, he, an outstanding weapons manufacturer, is indeed a devil. "How do you take this thing off?"

"There is unidentifiable energy on it. There is currently no reliable method. I hope you will wait for the results of the interrogation."

The smiling face of Fazer who was being taken away flashed in his mind. Tony looked at the soldiers around him and said, "You look like you are going to send me to a military court. What did I do?"

He needed some lighthearted conversation to ease the discomfort of that annoying face.

The atmosphere became lively, and Tony was a good at livening up the atmosphere. Soon a soldier asked an interesting question, which made his mood slightly better.

"I heard that Maxim's twelve cover girls last year had a relationship with you."

The corners of his mouth moved covertly as Tony thought of those beautiful nights, "That's a good question."

The girls gain fame and money, and Tony gets the enjoyment he deserves, a mutually beneficial and friendly exchange that Tony rarely misses.

"It's a mixed bag of rights and wrongs. He had other plans for March. Fortunately, the December cover featured twins."

This is what Tony wanted to say, but it didn't come from Tony's mouth.

A smiling face poked out from behind the car seat. It was Faze who was supposed to be taken to another car.

"Who are you"

"Why are you here?" The soldiers in the car immediately protected Tony, pointing their guns at Fazer.

"Hey, soldiers, don't be nervous." Faze raised his hands to indicate that he was not taking dangerous actions. "Compared to me inside the car, you should pay more attention to the outside of the car."

The corners of Fa Ze's mouth were slightly raised to both sides, and there was no trace of his thin lips at this time, just like a smiling snake.

As soon as he finished speaking, the vehicle in front exploded with flames rising and debris flying, followed by the continuous sound of gunshots and the clang of bullets hitting military vehicles that roughly occupied everyone's hearing organs.

The driver immediately stepped on the brakes, picked up his gun and rushed out before being knocked to the ground.

The other two soldiers looked at each other. The one in the back continued to point his gun at Fazer, while the co-pilot shouted, "Jamie, stay to protect Stark" and squeezed out through the crack of the door.

"Get down" Jamie pulled Tony, "and you" he pointed his gun at Fazer.

"That's what I meant." Faze was still laughing, and his inappropriate smile made Jamie almost pull the trigger.

Tony looked between the gaps in the car seat. The soldier in the co-pilot took a standard posture and used the car as a cover to shoot, but he was hit by a flying bullet in an instant.

A large-caliber bullet penetrated his face, and his helmet hit the front windshield with its messy brains.

"Son of the beach," Jamie cursed. It was hard to tell whether the liquid on his face was sweat or tears, and he rushed out of the car with a gun.

"Give me a gun" Tony yelled.

Jamie slammed the car door, "Stay there and don't move."

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Jamie's face hit the glass, whether it was anger or sadness, he became dazed at this moment, blood spilled from his mouth, streaking across the glass leaving blurred traces.

Tony's eyes widened as his young life disappeared in front of him at an unbelievable speed.

His brain was spinning at a speed that was far beyond that of an ordinary genius. Tony grabbed Fa Ze's collar and stared at the smiling face, "You brought them here."

"You brought it, Tony." Faze still had that little face that needed a beating. He stretched out his hand and pulled away the stunned Tony's hand, took off his white shirt, took out a pen and started writing something quickly on it.

"What are you doing?" Thinking of the talisman in his palm, Tony felt a sense of expectation in his heart.

There were lines of strange messy characters, and there was one line that was somewhat familiar to Tony, but he just couldn't remember it at the moment. Just when he thought Fa Ze was preparing to use the mysterious Eastern power, he saw the last line written by Fa Ze in English: "idoctor, I am a doctor."

"I'm saving myself." Faze replied, tied his white shirt to the crutches, stretched out the window and waved.

With a mouthful of old blood clogged in his chest, Tony no longer expected Fazer to do anything. He turned around and rushed out of the car. The breath of iron and fire was within reach. Tony walked awkwardly through it, rolled on the spot and hid behind a bag of dirt and turned on his mobile phone. Fingers press one after another

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Tony suddenly caught a glimpse of something familiar out of the corner of his eye. He took a closer look and saw a missile inserted in front of him. The bright red paint on it formed the all-too-familiar word "Stark Industries."

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