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"If you find something, you will find it. Why be so sneaky?"

Happy silently distanced himself from Danny. It is said that Danny is very open-minded in taste, and he doesn't mind whether it's for publicity or purpose.

Danny seemed to have noticed Happy's resistance, and stopped moving forward, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "The quality of this walkie-talkie is not good, it broke after just a few words." He stretched out his hand and took out the walkie-talkie, thumbed I pressed the radio button, but no sound came out.

"Ahem..." Happy coughed dryly. This batch of walkie-talkies was specially prepared by him. "What did you find?"

He raised his head and scanned the dense flow of people. Although people were coming and going, and cars were going back and forth, it seemed to be fairly orderly, and no one with particularly weird behavior appeared.

"Look over there."

Danny pointed at the door of a bank on the opposite block. A man wearing a black hooded sweatshirt stood there, with a large coat on top, and his face was hidden by the lowered brim of the hat.

"What's weird about this"

Happy took a look and said, young people dressed in hip-hop can be seen everywhere on the streets of New York.

"It's not him, it's behind him." Danny pointed to the coffee shop behind the hip-hop youth,

There is a small street area outside the cafe that also belongs to the cafe, where customers can drink coffee and chat outside, and near a few green tables, there is a man staring furtively at Stark Tower.

The man pretended to drink coffee with one hand, while the other hand was placed in the black backpack. The zipper of the backpack was probably not closed. It was a bit far away and Happy couldn't see what was inside.

"Keep an eye on him." The man's gaze alerted Happy,

This kind of staring at one direction without blinking for so long is almost impossible in daily life, unless you are paying attention to this thing and have some ulterior motives for it.

"He's not the only one." Danny pointed in several directions. There were men and women. Most of them seemed to be between thirty and forty years old. There was no similarity in their clothing.

But everyone was secretly looking in the direction of Stark Tower, and at the same time, everyone was carrying a huge backpack, which could obviously hold a lot of things.

"It turned out that a gang committed the crime." Happy couldn't sit still now. He could talk slowly alone, but seven or eight people suddenly appeared. If he didn't take action immediately,

When the other party makes a sudden move, he may not even have time to react.

"Notify the others, leave a group of people to continue guarding the door, and the others will find the target closest to them. The action must be quick and precise, and don't give them time and opportunity to react."

As soon as he finished speaking, Happy handed the walkie-talkie in his hand to Danny, "Take it and continue chatting with me now, pretending that you haven't discovered anything."

Whether they are far or close to each other, but from the perspective of the other party, most of their attention should be focused on the entrance of Stark Tower, which is where they and Danny stand.

If they also moved, they would probably startle the snake.

The bodyguards in black moved very quickly, and their tacit understanding was very good. In almost a few dozen seconds, they had automatically divided into several groups, and each of them walked quickly towards their target.

From Happy's perspective, it was like a black shark rushing into the turbulent ocean currents. After avoiding huge waves one after another, they quickly approached their favorite prey.

"Hands on"

Although the walkie-talkie was in Danny's hand, everyone else received the order at the same time.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The man drinking coffee was suddenly held down by several bodyguards in black who appeared next to him. One of them locked his body, while another began to look through the black bag he had placed on the table, while the others were trying to comfort passers-by. .

They have done this set of movements countless times in the past few days, let alone their practice makes perfect, even the people who work around and pass by often look familiar.

"Who sent you?"

A black-clothed bodyguard asked in a low voice. He touched the pistol on his waist with one hand, "You only have one chance to answer, speak quickly, and don't be preempted by your companions."

This is obviously a secret agent movie lover. In real life, although he has a gun, he would not dare to shoot people on the street unless he can't think about it and wants to go to prison.

"What...what accomplice?" The man wanted to struggle, but was restrained very tightly. He could only grit his teeth and said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"It seems that you are treated well." The bodyguard in black concluded,

The kind of people who would rather die than surrender in the movie are always a minority in reality. If you encounter this kind of person who would rather die than betray the organization, it is probably because their organization pays well.

"Ahem..." The man's neck turned red, "Let me go, I'm a reporter."

The look of the black-clad bodyguard of "Base" changed.

"Reporter" the man struggled to shout, "Media reporter"

The "reporter" black-clad bodyguard was stunned for a while, and then turned on his colleague and signaled him to relax a little, then turned around and picked up his walkie-talkie and reported in a low voice:

"Boss, he said they were reporters."

"Reporter" Happy muttered in confusion, "Why is the reporter here if he has nothing to do? Let's see if he has a press card."

"Ok."

The bodyguard in black put down the walkie-talkie in his hand and said to the man who was pressed on the seat: "Do you have a press card?"

"He really has it." The black-clothed bodyguard who rummaged through his bag next to him took out an ID from his bag.

.........

"buzz"

The vibration of the phone woke Ryan up from the beautiful city scenery. He stretched out in the armchair. Ryan took out the phone and found that it was a message sent to him by Eddie.

"You're in New York" Eddie.

"Where else could it be?" Ryan narrowed his eyes. Before, he thought that coming here would delay his enjoyment time. Now it seems that his worries are a bit unnecessary. Not only is the scenery here nice,

Drinks, snacks and desserts are also provided free of charge.

"I mean, are you in Stark Tower?"

"How do you know?" Ryan looked through their group chat records. Wade, the loudmouth, didn't have time to leak the whereabouts of himself and Banner.

"How do I know?" After Eddie paused, he sent another message, "Now the entire New York media reporters have rushed towards Stark Tower."

"You don't know how much traffic you have now. After the New York War, other superheroes have been interviewed, but you are missing. This period of time can be regarded as mobilizing the curiosity of the media and the public."