The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

After Jin and left, Angelo returned to the church.

For the time being, he didn't care about the broken door. He planned to find a factory tomorrow to re-order it, preferably with an electric slide.

The last time Tony Stark came, he mocked his wooden door.

He remembered that some of the twenty-five gang bosses were involved in the smuggling of wood. He hoped that he would not be involved in Jin Bing's big cleaning plan and would be alive tomorrow to customize wooden doors.

"So..., is violence really effective?" Matthew's hesitant voice came from the side.

Angelo glanced at him and shook his head. When Matthew first stepped into the church, he witnessed the change in Matthew's mentality. Do not advocate the use of violence, and now hesitant.

In just a few days, Matthew's concept has been shocked and a little confused.

"I don't know either, you can only find the solution yourself." Angelo became a little irritable, and he was not in the mood to be a life mentor for Matthew "All I can help you is to recommend the traditional culture of China to you. , you have to learn to grow by yourself."

Angelo didn't wait for Matthew to say anything, and then said, "Don't ask me about this kind of thing in the future, you decide what you want to do and whether you can bear the corresponding consequences.

Just like that idiot in Bullseye just now, I could have killed him directly, but why did I torture him, because he had to bear the consequences of attacking No. 1 and them.

I was never a hero, I was a bad guy. No one is going to ask a bad guy what to do, right? "

After speaking, Angelo waved at No. 1, who was still standing in the hall, and motioned them to go upstairs to sleep.

No. 1 gritted his teeth, listened to what Angelo and Matthew said, and walked in front of Angelo with a face of shame, "I'm sorry, boss, we didn't help you, and we dragged you down..."

"It's alright, let's go to sleep."

Angelo gave her a funny look and raised his hand to interrupt her.

In fact, it was beyond Angelo's expectations that they were able to stand up just now, and even he was a little moved. As for guilt or something, there was nothing to say about it. Angelo wouldn't vent his anger against these strong women.

When No. 1 and the others went upstairs, Angelo got up and prepared to go upstairs, leaving only Matthew sitting alone in the wind-filled hall, confused.

"By the way, Matthew, remember to take the bullseye by the door when you leave tomorrow. Today's beer won't be your money."

In fact, compared to Matthew, Angelo appreciates Jin Bing a little more. Like Matthew, he is trying to change the environment of Hell's Kitchen, at least to keep Hell's Kitchen from getting worse. But it was a little louder. Kim is also the one who crawled out of Hell's Kitchen, always knowing what he's doing and always ready to face the consequences.

Isn't the purpose of his visit today to maintain order in Hell's Kitchen, and he also promised to call himself the repentance fee of those gangs that crossed the line every month.

It's not that our army is weak, it's really giving too much money.

Angelo lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and decided not to think about these troubles anymore, but to think about what kind of wooden door he wants to order tomorrow. Jin is very generous.

…

Washington in the dark.

In the basement of a mansion, Tony Stark has a frenzied expression. He is constantly manipulating the projection in front of him, analyzing the gold coin that came from Angelo.

He found the door to a new world!

This gold coin from that priest actually carries a brand-new energy stance, an energy that cannot be analyzed by current technology! A brand new material!

For Tony Stark, a genius who masters the world's top technology, this is something worth getting excited about.

If the technology on this gold coin can be analyzed, Stark Industries' weapon technology will usher in a leap!

"Hey! Jarvis! Help me record this fluctuation of energy stance, I think I'm about to find the secret of that **** magic trick!"

Immediately afterwards, a series of data and garbled characters appeared on the projection in front of Tony.

"...Sorry, sir." Jarvis's extremely recognizable voice sounded, "It seems that this new energy position cannot be recorded."

Tony was not surprised, he just raised his hand tiredly and rubbed his dark circles under his eyes. He had stayed up for a few days and even turned down the appointments of several models. After returning to Washington, he began to study this whiteboard gold coin. , the more you study, the more you find. There is a strange energy stance on this small gold coin.

He thought it was only limited to this, but he gradually discovered that the material of gold coins is also different from that of ordinary gold, and this material contains some unknown information!

After testing, this energy stand can transmit energy, and even reach a near-perfect level of 99% under certain conditions! And it's incredibly sturdy!

As for the information... After a few days, he started to analyze it himself, but only analyzed a series of incomprehensible characters: #￥%￥%@#￥, completely incomprehensible.

"There must be other functions! Jarvis, continue the parsing experiment. Then send this string of characters to the language experts for them to see!" Tony Stark stood up and planned to go back to sleep for a while, "Wait for me to get up. Tell me the result."

This new type of material, if you want to analyze it under all unknown conditions, can only use the exhaustive method. If the exhaustive method is used, Jarvis can do it himself with the help of laboratory equipment, and he does not need to operate it here. .

…

At the same time, in the Trident Building of S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury watched the video recovered from the tablet in his hand, and his face was sinking, making it impossible to guess his emotions.

"Hill, where is Coulson now?"

The tall and beautiful Deputy Commissioner Hill stood by, "Agent Coulson should be on a mission in the UK at this time."

"Let him put the task at hand and come back as soon as possible. I have a new task for him."

"Okay, I know."

Hill then turned around and left the director's office.

There was only one dark braised egg left, staring blankly at the night view of Washington outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

…

Angelo didn't know that the butterfly had begun to flap its wings in Washington, and a storm was about to come to New York.

Of course, even if he knew he might not care, he just hates trouble, not afraid of trouble.

I may not be able to solve the problem, but I can solve the person who asked the problem.

If one stick can't solve it, then two sticks.

He was talking about people like Angelo.

When he got up in the morning, Matthew had already left, and the fragments of the wooden door in the hall on the first floor and the bullseye at the door were also gone.

It's just that I don't know if Matthew took care of it or No. 1 and the others took care of it.

Eating the breakfast served on No. 6, Angelo was thinking about when Chinatown could help him find the Chinese chef he needed.

No. 6 will turn over and over again, and there will be several Chinese dishes, such as spicy hot pot, mapo tofu, spicy boiled fish, spicy chicken...

It's all spicy. If it weren't for his abnormal physical attributes, I'm afraid he would have become the supreme VIP of the anorectal hospital at this time.

As for why No. 1 and the others are fine, because they are self-aware that they only eat fried steak and bread.