Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

The scene was a bit awkward.

Zhang Dianyu looked at Stark who was collecting debts expressionlessly, and countless dark thoughts flashed through his mind-eventually they disappeared because Iron Man could press him on the ground repeatedly with one finger.

He tried his best to calm his mood: "Thank you for your notice, Mr. Stark. Then, please take my coat over, I need to go back now-pay the penalty."

Stark glanced at him, his face a little weird, as if he was restraining something.

"Mr. Warden...Your clothes are soaked in blood." He didn't want to mention this, but Mr. Warden is asking, he can only answer truthfully, "Do you need me to help you get a new set? "

Zhang Dianyu was surprised.

He looked at Stark wearing a silver-gray casual suit over the purple Henry shirt, and fell into silence cautiously.

Even the brown-gray suit and dark red tie look like a dress from the last century, which is better than letting go.

Can you do whatever you want if you look good?

Stark watched Mr. Warden's silence, paused for a moment, and slowed down his voice, saying, "Actually, Mr. Warden can be a little relieved. Banner has carried out your orders very well—in fact , He is grateful for your trust. Although he hopes that you can return to the prison as soon as possible to take charge of the overall situation, he hopes that you will be safe and sound."

Zhang Dianyu raised his head with a dazed expression.

Although Banner was always thinking of messy things in his mind, Zhang Dianyu actually trusted him very much.In addition to his own character, there is the most critical issue-that is, he likes to stay here and can help him restrain the Hulk in his body.

But he is a prisoner after all?Zhang Dianyu fell into thinking, why can a prisoner act on behalf of prison affairs?

He glanced at Stark opposite, and felt that these super-British actions were not very reliable.

If this matter reaches the reporter's ears, it won't necessarily be distorted into what it looks like-fortunately, Zhang Dianyu doesn't care at all.

Only the last time Clark Kent came to do an exclusive interview, Zhang Dianyu racked his brains and conducted a lot of nutritious interviews with him, but the effect of any publicity was not obtained.

This incident made him a little bit nagged.

But seeing that Superman took time out of his busy schedule to help deal with the mess made by the clown, Zhang Dianyu decided to reveal this page.

The warden never answered, which made Stark feel a little nervous.

"So," Zhang Dianyu asked musingly after a moment, "Dr. Banner, how did he solve the financial problem?"

Stark: "..."

This question really stepped on his tail.No one can solve the financial problems of the prison, except Mr. Warden himself.

But even if it wasn't to keep the warden behind, from the silence he had just seen, the previous events seemed to have caused a lot of psychological trauma to the warden.

Stark thought of himself.

He should have died in Afghanistan, but God made him live.But for himself, he was dead on that day, and the one who survived was Iron Man. He lived for a new goal.

What about Mr. Warden?

He has already died once.

In a messy confinement room, he saw the orange sunset kissing the ferocious broken wall, but the warden hid himself in the darkest corner.

It was the pool of blood spreading to his feet that made him discover the warden leaning against the corridor wall.The young man closed his eyes slightly, with Ruoyoruowu's calm smile on his face, but he frowned slightly, as if there was something he was worried about.

The cave in Afghanistan seems to have happened a long time ago, but it seems to be very close, making him feel a slight tingling in his heart.

But Zhang Dianyu couldn't help but sink in his heart.

He just asked Banner how to solve the problem of the fiscal deficit, and Stark showed a sad expression-it seemed to be over.

He was puzzled.

If these two superstars, who like to visit the jail after nothing, do not want to be nosy, then they have established a new station near the prison.

If they really wanted to help, they only invested a little bit each time, so that Zhang Dianyu, who was trying to get more subsidies, got stuck in his throat.

Especially for the first two grants, he suspected that it was not enough for Wayne and Stark's dinner.

"Is there any problem, Mr. Stark?" Zhang Dianyu had no choice but to ask.

Stark suddenly came back to his senses, still a little startled, and met the warden's focused gaze.

"No, no." He said immediately, and felt that this sounded a little perfunctory. "Banna really does not have the authority to deal with the financial problems of the prison, nor can he sign a subsidy clause for you, but there is no problem with the prison turnover at this time. He paused slightly, and continued: "I think you should have noticed that because special prisoners have been transferred here, all super-British organizations will provide assistance to the prison within their capacity. If there are no special circumstances, it will not Watching it get stuck."

Zhang Dianyu was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Stark to be so frank.

He looked at each other suspiciously, thinking of the investment of tens of thousands of dollars-although it was considered to be a solution to his urgent needs at the time, it was too shabby.

Stark smiled at him: "So, maybe Mr. Warden is willing to spend a vacation here and relax his nerves during this time-trust me, dealing with these super criminals is not a simple matter. In fact, Mr. Wayne also hopes to invite you to visit and rest in the opposite holiday villa."

He conscientiously did not forget Batman, but then he shrugged and added: "But I personally do not recommend that you agree. You know, Batman is often haunted in his villa-that shouldn't be felt Relax."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Okay, Mr. Wayne is not much more than just fine, but Stark is the better one.

This sentence is irrefutable that Batman himself has come.

But Zhang Dianyu still cares about his money.He frowned slightly and wanted to refuse Stark: "Thank you for your invitation, but I don’t need to take a vacation—in addition, my teacher, Mr. Fergus, has not been in contact with prison affairs for a long time. Maybe I should accompany him back soon. Go there."

Stark replied immediately: "If Mr. Fergus needs it, I can send him to your office first."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

He knew that there was always Super English coveting his baldness!

Although it is a good strategy for Mr. Fergus to return to the prison safely, it means that he has to switch roles with the old warden—and he doesn’t know the on-hook warden outside the prison. What kind of behavior will be made.

Considering that the on-hook assistant will only walk along the established route, maybe when he opens his eyes and realizes that he is not in prison, he suddenly insists on leaving and intends to walk back on foot?

Zhang Dianyu thought about it slowly, and suddenly felt that this was also a good way.

"I think maybe I should talk to the teacher." He smiled at the old warden. "What do you think, Mr. Fergus?"

Immediately afterwards, the old warden slowly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a bit.