Stark and Norman Osborn emerge from a hearing and get into a car together.

The two remained silent until they reached the top floor of Stark Tower...

Stark walked into the apartment and saw little Morgan lying on the ground, sticking his butt out and imitating the fat dog "Captain" to crawl forward.

He picked up his daughter and was slobbered all over her face by the chubby little Morgan.

Looking at the smiling Norman Osborn, Stark shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not every baby is as energetic as Morgan!"

As he spoke, Stark pointed to the bar and said, "Go sit down and I'll buy you a drink."

Norman Osborne watched as Pepper emerged wearing a dirty shirt and carrying a laundry basket.

Upon discovering that there was a guest at home, Pepper said "Ah" and retreated into the room in embarrassment, shouting to Stark through the door: "Tony, send Morgan in, I want to change her clothes.

This is already the fifth set today. Why don't you send that fat one-eyed dog back to Alvin.

Your daughter can already talk to it, but she still can’t say the phrase ‘Mom is the most beautiful’.”

Stark shrugged his shoulders at Norman Osborn, then agreed repeatedly and sent little Morgan into the room.

After returning to the bar and pouring two glasses of whiskey, Stark looked at Osborne with a strange expression and said, "What's the point of today's hearing?

They should know that it is impossible to spin off the New Energy Power Group. We are already cooperating with the old power companies.

I feel like someone is trying to convey something to me!"

Norman Osborn looked at Stark and shook his head and said with a smile: "Someone wants to tell us, 'You are not irreplaceable.'

This is just a warning, someone wants to remind us 'don't forget where you stand'!

My butler Greenward and Albus have been in Congress recently, and they heard someone mention the 'Antitrust Bill' and the 'Alien Investment Bill' more than once.

These are all messages sent to us intentionally..."

Speaking, Norman Osborne pointed to the TV not far away...

Stark frowned and turned on the TV. Looking at the dwarf Vostagg and the red-skinned demon Bol who were talking on it, he said with some confusion: "How come dwarves and demons are interviewed on TV?"

Norman Osborne smiled and shook his head and said: "Tony, you should pay more attention to things that have nothing to do with scientific research.

With the end of the first space war, various countries have launched their space exploration plans.

The structure of the entire solar system will change.

Our unscrupulous transfer of industry to Dark Star has aroused dissatisfaction and suspicion among some people.

This improvised hearing was like a farce, but there must be something going on behind the scenes that we don't know.

And I guess it’s probably related to Alvin!

Alvin is in Northern Europe now. It's useless for us to think about it here. Let's set out together tomorrow and go there to find Alvin and ask what happened?

These aliens are too high-profile, which makes me suspect that they are weak.

If this hearing is related to aliens, we have to consider our position."

As he spoke, Norman Osborn looked at the pensive Stark and said with a smile: "What do you think?"

Stark raised his head and smiled after hearing this, and said: "It depends on what Alvin thinks, I will definitely be on his side.

He has already proven his position. If it is to protect mankind, Alvin is 100 times more reliable than those who are cloaked in politics."

Norman Osborne showed a domineering smile on his face and said: "That's right, as long as we hold on to our position, no one can shake our position.

I wrote down the names of some of the most active congressmen today and asked your old butler to follow them. We have to let people know that there are some things they cannot touch."

Just as Norman Osborn was speaking, a pillar of light suddenly appeared in midtown Manhattan, reaching the sky, and then disappeared after a few seconds.

Stark frowned and looked in that direction and said, "Jarvis, what just happened?"

After a few seconds, Jarvis's voice rang from the ceiling: "Sir, according to my information, a nocturnal dragon died."

Stark looked in that direction in disbelief and said, "Who can kill the Night Dragon silently?"

…………

The top floor of a high-rise apartment in Midtown.

The "Freemason" president who once appeared in the communication image of the Sharpshooter Society stood in front of a desk with his arms folded, looking coldly at the relics of the Nocturnal Dragon left on the carpet in front of him, a long sword and a

A ribbon marked with the "Feng" character rune.

More than a dozen bodyguards in black suits were standing around the room, as if waiting for something.

The president bent down and picked up the long sword left by the Nocturnal Dragon. He smiled slightly, then looked outside the floor-to-ceiling window and said softly: "Here comes another one..."

An extremely majestic nocturnal dragon fiercely broke through the exterior glass of a high-rise apartment and broke into the room.

He didn't realize that he seemed to have walked into a trap, but turned into a human form and roared at the president's head.

Unfortunately, he obviously overestimated his own strength. The skinny old man just stretched out his hand and gave it a weak squeeze. The body of the nocturnal dragon made a "crackling" sound, and then he was forced to kneel down in front of the old man.

Leaning the long sword against the desk, the old man looked at the Nocturnal Dragon with a smile and said, "Where is Adam?"

The Nocturnal Dragon, who had been struggling desperately, was stunned for a moment, then stared at the old man and said, "Who are you?"

The old man smiled and said: "I am the president of the Freemasonry. You can call me John Milton, or..."

As he spoke, the old man's eyes suddenly turned red, and a huge shadow of a fallen angel appeared on his body.

The old man stretched out a finger and pointed on the forehead of the Nocturnal Dragon, and said: "Or you can call me Satan!

Tell me where Adam is?"

The nocturnal dragon transformed into a human form and looked at the old man in front of him who suddenly became extremely scary without fear.

He suddenly laughed and said: "Which Adam are you looking for?

A soulless monster actually attracts the attention of the devil?"

Satan seemed to have no time to talk nonsense with the nocturnal dragon. The finger he pressed on the other person's forehead suddenly turned red, and he slowly inserted it into the forehead of the tough nocturnal dragon.

Seeing the extremely painful expression on the other side, Satan took a deep breath as if he was enjoying it, and then asked in a low voice: "Where is Adam?"

The Night Dragon is the most devout warrior. With a twisted expression on his face, he looked at Satan and laughed and said: "Adam is in a place you dare not go!

No matter what you want him to do, you will never succeed!

Because you will never dare to step into Hell's Kitchen, otherwise all of you will be torn into pieces.

Hahaha, Satan, I bet even if you were in human skin, you wouldn’t dare to go near Hell’s Kitchen.”

After hearing this, Satan was silent for a moment, then inserted his entire finger into the head of the Night-walking Dragon.

Seeing the nocturnal dragon transforming into a heavenly gate leading directly to Vanaheim, Satan shook his head and said: "Let's get out of here..."

There was a loud "bang" sound.

The door to the apartment was violently kicked open, and Russell, his body burning with flames, rushed into the room.

Eyes burning with flames saw the two ribbons left on the ground. Russell walked to the desk and looked at the light footprints left on the carpet. He put away the flames, took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Colson, come to Midtown with the detection tools, and ask Skye to check the surveillance around me.

Someone who can kill the Night Dragon cannot appear out of thin air!"

As he spoke, Russell sniffed and smelled the smell lingering in the air. He grinned and said, "Devil or devil?

Are you here to find Adam?"

…………

Inside the Peace Hotel in Hell's Kitchen.

Lian Nuoer, the leader of the Night Dragon, walked in slowly despite the unkind looks from around him.

Walking to the bar and sitting down, Lennoir nodded to Shangqi, then turned to look at Raymond beside him, and said: "The two nocturnal dragons died!"

Raymond shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's normal. Soldiers will always die, sooner or later."

Linnuoer was silent for a moment and said, "Someone is targeting us. I need a little help."

Raymond tilted his head and tilted his neck to look at Liannuoer. Until he found that Liannuoer's eyes remained unchanged, he said a little disappointedly: "Drink a cup of coffee with me, and I will use my channels to check it for you.

.”

As he spoke, Raymond looked at Lenore who wanted to speak, shook his head and said: "Don't ask for too much, you are incompatible with the whole of Hell's Kitchen.

I can't mobilize everyone to help you.

If you are willing to have dinner with me, I will find a few professionals to check it out for you."

Lenore was angered by Raymond's attitude, and she said angrily: "You still don't know what it means to attack the Nocturnal Dragon?

If the Nocturnal Dragon is no longer safe, everyone may become a target."

Raymond shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Except the people in Hell's Kitchen!

Why should I care about other people?”

As he spoke, Raymond looked at Lenore, who had an ugly expression, and said with a smile: "You have never admitted that you are from Hell's Kitchen, otherwise you wouldn't need to come to me for help.

Alvin moved you from Europe to New York to save you, but obviously you are not used to working with evil.
To be continued...