The Marvelous Dragon Balls

Chapter 110: The Spokesperson of Humanoid Flying Objects...

At the same time, Insint rolled his huge eyes and said to Phil Coleson who came to the door: "That's not what I did!!!"

"Really?"

With an expression of disbelief on his face, Coleson took out a very vague photo: "Look, this is a humanoid flying object, right?"

"It's my shit? Am I the spokesperson for the humanoid flying object?"

"you are."

"..."

Yin Sheng rolled his eyes again, and felt very uncomfortable after carrying the black pot, and immediately betrayed Tony Stark: "That's Bulb Man, you find him, don't bother me!"

In fact, he can’t be blamed for revealing his identity, revealing his home address, revealing his own sex... ahem, in a nutshell, for the habitually revealing Iron Man, who has changed, and he didn’t bother to keep secrets for him, let alone substitute. He is in the wrong...

Hearing this, Coleson was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Yin Sheng did not seem to be joking, he immediately asked: "Tony Stark? How could he be able to fly? And the speed is comparable to a fighter jet? What are you doing? knew?"

"I saw it with my own eyes."

In Sainte spoke up anyway, and he panicked if he didn't finish: "He just invented the'battle suit' a few days ago, and he flew several times around New York and New Jersey. He was very high-profile. Seeing it is pure blindness."

"Battle suit?"

Coleson didn't hear the personal attack from Insint, and continued to ask: "What is that?"

"A... high-tech prosthetic?"

Yin Shengte casually stolen a movie line and waved his hand: "I don't know the specifics. Ask him to go."

Battle suit... high-tech prosthesis...

Coleson spelled out a strange picture in his mind, and the three words "Terminator" also appeared, and he said with a strange face: "You mean, Tony Stark Transform yourself into a robot?"

"...Why do you have this idea?"

"Isn't his chest already mechanized? It's reasonable to modify a few more parts?"

"...Really, but, he hasn't gotten so crazy, at least not yet..."

"What the hell is the situation?"

"Actually, it's wearing an armor that can fly."

"Don't you just say that at the beginning?!"

"Coelson, you seem to have an opinion on me?"

"……not at all."

...

Half an hour later, Phil Coleson, who appeared at Stark Industrial Headquarters, happened to meet Pepper Potts who had come to steal information for Tony Stark. He was a genuine agent and immediately recognized this. Amateur spy...Oh, no, he immediately recognized Tony Stark's personal assistant, and immediately greeted him and asked, "Ms. Potts?"

"I'm."

"Hello, Phil Colson."

Coleson showed off his badge and credentials: "I am a government agent, from the National Land Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau."

"..."

Pepper looked at the documents carefully, only then reluctantly believed that this was a real government agency: "This name is really long..."

"A lot of people say that."

Coleson shrugged: "Although it has not been officially announced, you can simply call us SHIELD."

Pepper nodded. Because he was anxious to do something for Tony Stark, he said in a evasive tone: "Agent Coulson, if you want to contact Tony, he has already rejected DOD, FBI, and CIA. ,and so……"

"Ms. Pepper, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but in fact, Mr. Stark and I have met, and he is no stranger to our SHIELD. If it is not troublesome, please arrange for us to meet.

"Oh……"

Pepper froze for a moment, then thought for a while, "Can you wait a moment? I'm going to Tony's office first."

"no problem."

Coleson readily agreed: "I will wait for you in the lobby."

"Okay, see you later."

Pepper also happily agreed, and then turned around, through the elevator in the lobby, to the office belonging to Tony Stark on the top floor of the Stark Building.

The black USB flash drive that Tony Stark handed over to Pepper was called "a fool-style one-key operation hacker’s home trip killing and arson necessary medicine." After plugging in the USB port of the computer host on the desk, only It took a few seconds to automatically crack the firewall of the main server and present all the deepest secrets of Stark Industries to Pepper.

According to the method Tony explained, Pepper quickly found the drive letter storing the secret information. The contents of one of the folders surprised her. The electronic drawings that appeared in front of her looked like Tony's steel jersey is very similar, but the style is much rougher, and the specifications...several times larger!

"What do you want to do... Obadiah..."

Pepper had just said this to herself, and the contents of the next folder made her even more shocked.

In the folder, there was only one lone video file. What made Pepper's eyes widened was that the protagonist of this video was Tony Stark, or to be precise, Tony Stark who was coerced by terrorists. !

The terrorist in the video spoke a certain language in the Middle East. After Pepper used translation software, it immediately became her familiar English.

"...You didn't tell us that the target of the assassination was actually the great Tony Stark, Obadea Stan, you have to pay a high price for your lies..."

After hearing this, Pepper took a sigh of relief, ignoring the entire video content, and immediately started copying the files. I have to say that her decision was very wise.

Because, just tens of seconds later, Obadea Stein, whose office was also on the top floor of the building, suddenly pushed in.

Pepper wittily picked up the newspaper on the table, covered the black USB flash drive plugged into the computer, and then set the computer screen in front of him as a screensaver, and at the same time barely put on an expression of nonchalantness.

After talking to Opadry, Pepper waited until the copy of the materials was completed, and immediately said goodbye. She wrapped the U disk with newspaper and unplugged it from the computer without a trace, but walked to the door. At that time, he was stopped by the suspicious Obadiah.

"Is that today's newspaper?"

Pepper tightened and turned around with a stiff smile: "Yes."

Obadiah, who had followed her a long time ago, extended an arm to her: "Mind if you give it to me?"

Pepper kept smiling and passed the newspaper directly: "I don't mind at all."