"The famous playboy Tony Stark is missing, where will the giant ship of Stark Industries go?"
"According to reliable news, the stock of Stark Industries has experienced the largest decline in history, and stockholders have sold related stocks one after another..."
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"Raiden, the famous playboy Tony Stark is missing."
On the sofa, Matilda held a lollipop in her mouth and said vaguely.
"But who is he?"
"It even grabbed all the TV channels."
Hearing her dissatisfied voice, Raiden smiled knowingly.
Suddenly he understood that she was complaining about not being able to watch her favorite animation channel.
"Probably the richest man in the country?"
"How much money does he have?!"
Matilda's eyes lit up and she cried out in surprise.
Although she is very satisfied with her current life and she is not short of money.
But the long-term poverty life left a deep impression on her heart.
"Hundreds of billions?"
Raiden was not sure.
How much property Tony has will always be a secret.
Even if he is a time traveler, he has no specific concept of this.
"Raiden, why don't you go and save him."
"This way, you don't have to sell those magical equipment to make money."
Raiden smiled and shook his head, and said inexplicably:
"I don't sell things just for money."
He has a rough guess about the system's requirements for obtaining the primal force.
The power of origin is the origin of the world.
By selling the equipment produced by the system, change the development of the world, and then take the opportunity to plunder the primal force.
Moreover, the sale price is not fixed.
This means that as long as he wants, he can sell it at a low price at any time.
However, such behavior will only lead to huge troubles.
One is that he doesn't have so much normal energy to maintain the cargo.
Second, the world will be in crisis.
Just imagine that any ordinary person can get an artifact comparable to a missile or a nuclear bomb. What would he do?
Or put on the annual drama Gundam and blast Iron Man?
Sea of the dead attacking New York?
I'm afraid, no matter how many superheroes there are, it's not enough to kill them all.
"Well, it's time for us to check out the new house."
"That's a large mobile villa~"
He patted her head lightly to divert her attention.
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Middle Eastern desert.
"It should be here, end the battle quickly!" Coulson ordered.
Behind him, dozens of heavily armed agents were waiting in formation.
Under the scorching sun.
A group of terrorists in the distance were busy coming and going, not aware of the upcoming battle at all.
"Sir, are we going to rush up like this?"
"This situation is completely against us."
"Or wait until the army arrives?"
A man with obviously higher status asked hesitantly.
In the face of heavy weapons as the obstacles.
If you want to take down these terrorists in this empty place, you will definitely suffer heavy casualties.
"You want to disobey the order?" Coulson said in a deep voice.
In fact, he himself felt incredible about this task.
Yet he followed Fury's orders.
Because of this, he had some guesses in his heart.
The other agents dared not disobey orders.
As a result, dozens of agents "swaggered" and charged over.
"What the hell kind of mission is this!"
Coulson complained and drove away.
Shortly after the gunshots rang out.
A violent explosion sounded for a long time, and dust was flying.
The terrorist base, where fierce fighting was still taking place just now, instantly turned into a sea of flames.
None survived.
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"Fury, look at the good things your men are doing!"
"Dozens of S.H.I.E.L.D. elite agents were all killed!"
"You must give the World Security Council an account of this matter!"
S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
Pierce roared angrily, splashing his saliva in all directions.
He didn't get it at all.
Just looking for one person, how could dozens of strictly trained agents die in one breath?
The most important thing is that these subordinates are the elite of Hydra!
Even if the Hydra family has a big business, it is difficult to bear such unnecessary losses!
Nick Fury looked calm, calmly enduring the opponent's roar.
As if the dozens of people who died didn't happen.
"They are all subordinates of 'mine'! I am more heartbroken than you when this happened."
"I propose that a group of agents should be replaced to ensure their combat effectiveness!"
"this..."
Pierce hesitated.
It is indeed not an honorable thing for a group of agents to dragged down terrorists and die together.
But if he really agrees with the other party's request.
His own control over S.H.I.E.L.D. is likely to be affected by this.
"Agents are not so easy to add, and frequent transfers are not conducive to the stability of the headquarters."
"I think more funds can be allocated to strengthen their training."
"By the way, have you found that playboy who ran around with nothing to do?"
Soon, Pierce changed the subject directly.
"No leads."
Mentioning this incident gave Fury a headache too.
It is not an easy task to find the target in the vast desert.
For this unpopular person, they cooperated with the military and dispatched tens of thousands of people.
A lot of planes, cars were thrown in.
In the end there was still no result.
"In this case, why don't you go to that person?"