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Chapter five hundred and fourteen we do it ourselves

Alvin stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, watching the advanced spacecraft take off.

The strong thrust erupted from the pulse detonation engine easily accelerated the huge spacecraft to the first cosmic speed, allowing it to escape the earth's gravity and fly into space.

Alvin took off his black hat, waved in salute towards the aircraft that had turned into a small black dot, and then smiled at Stark beside him and said: "Do you think my heart is a little too kind?

Already?

I suddenly felt that letting him have diarrhea seemed a bit too nice of me! What if people are no longer afraid of me if word spreads?"

Stark was stunned for a moment, and said with a somewhat horrified expression: "What else do you want? They are going to outer space.

Man, that kid is wearing a spacesuit produced by the Stark Group. In order to resist the pressure overload during takeoff, it has the most advanced anti-gravity function.

It has plenty of internal space. Can you imagine what a terrible situation it would be to be incontinent in a weightless environment?

Everything floats up, even the stuff in the spacesuit. Oh my god, I'm going to vomit!

You bastard is so bad!

I think this kid’s adventure will be very interesting, because water is fucking precious in outer space!”

Alvin laughed, leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, took out two cigars and handed one to Stark, then lit it for himself and took a puff, and said with a smile: "Then I'm going to celebrate myself!

You think, will I save an impetuous young man?

I feel like I have an occupational disease as a principal!"

Stark raised his middle finger at Alvin and said with a smile: "You are one of the most assholes I have ever seen!

I think that boy will definitely hate you for the rest of his life!"

Alvin spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "I don't care. Although there aren't many people who hate me, it really doesn't matter if I have one more person!"

As he spoke, Alvin glanced at little Ginny.

The little girl drove a children's truck that Stark assembled for her using some tool parts to make her happy. In the back of the truck was a small sapling that was still hungover.

Little Ginny is happily transforming into a violent female driver, destroying the furniture in Stark's office.

So far, a coffee table has lost a leg, a sofa has a large hole in its outer skin, and the door on the lower half of a bookshelf is basically useless.

Alvin shook his head, waved to little Ginny, telling her to be careful, and then smiled at Stark and said: "It looks like your office can use a new set of furniture!

Seriously, man, I know you like Ginny very much, but this kind of thing is obviously not for children of her age, so don’t give it to her next time!”

Stark carefully observed little Ginny's special style and "magical" driving skills, shook his head and said: "I think you are right! In the future, little Ginny's driving license may be a cruel test for the safety of the people of New York!"

As he spoke, Stark looked at Alvin and said with a serious expression: "But now New York is also facing a severe test.

Reed ran away not just because someone broke his particle accelerator, but the bank was going to give him trouble.

Also, he activated four strange missiles for a terrorist organization.

If any of the four missiles were detonated this time, Reed would be in big trouble!

Alvin, I think we have to help this time!

This is our home and we need to keep it safe!"

Alvin was stunned for a moment, and said with some disbelief: "What kind of warhead makes you so afraid, a nuclear bomb?"

Stark looked gloomy and shook his head, saying, "I don't know, but I'm sure it's not a nuclear bomb.

I am searching for information all over the Internet. I think there will always be basic theories about this advanced weapon and its strange activation method flowing out.

Then we will be able to judge what it is like!”

Alvin smiled and shook his head and said, "Why don't you call SHIELD or some other department?

This matter should be handled by the Department of Homeland Security!

They always have some news!

If you think the matter is really serious, we'd better not mess around and contact people from all walks of life and ask them to summarize the information.

If unified command is not possible, everyone will report their own action arrangements.

The warhead is in the hands of those people. If it is really powerful, the first thing we have to ensure is that it will not be detonated!

Why do all these monsters and monsters want to go to New York? Wouldn't it be better to go to Washington? Why not go to the White House, which is such a good target?"

Stark waved his hand in displeasure and said, "I called the military, but they refused to allow me to participate in this matter.

There must be some interests involved in those warheads, so they excluded me!

What’s going on in those people’s heads? Stark Group is no longer in the arms business!”

Alvin laughed and hugged Stark's shoulders and said, "Brother, you are voluntary to help, why should you be polite to them?

You must be using the wrong method!"

As he spoke, Alvin took out his cell phone and found a number that he had not called for a long time. After dialing, he said: "Hello, Agent Coulson, this is Alvin!

I would like to ask you a few questions. Is it convenient for you now?"

Coulson on the other end of the phone was stunned for a few seconds. He must have walked to a quiet place before he said: "Alvin, I don't guarantee that I can answer your question. If you have anything to ask, just ask.

.”

Alvin glanced at Stark, put his phone on speakerphone, and then said: "It is said that there are four powerful warheads wandering in New York City.

Can you tell me what the functions of those four warheads are? This will help me be mentally prepared when facing danger!

You know, you guys have a history of messing up things, and I don't want to put my own safety on you."

Colson hesitated for a moment, and finally said firmly: "This is confidential, I'm really sorry Alvin, I can't tell you!

But I can guarantee that we can handle this crisis. Those people can't escape New York. As long as they show up, I can catch them.

In order to face this crisis, we have mobilized all our strength."

Facing Stark's teasing gaze, Alvin showed a bright smile on his face and said, "Okay! Since it's confidential, I won't ask. Let me change the question.

If those warheads explode, what kind of damage will it do to New York? Will it affect Hell's Kitchen?"

Colson did not shirk this time. He said simply: "Once the warhead is detonated, there will be terrible consequences. If there are no targeted measures, New York may disappear from the map of the United States.

The only comfort we have is that it is not developed to kill humans."

Alvin was silent for a moment and glanced at the anxious Stark. The center of his career was in New York. If New York was destroyed, it would be a huge blow to him.

And Alvin himself is the same, his roots are in Hell's Kitchen. If New York is destroyed, Hell's Kitchen will be destroyed, and all his efforts in the past few years will be in vain.

If all the more than a thousand children in community schools were dispersed, it would be almost impossible to get them back. They would be forced to return to the same living conditions they had three years ago.

Alvin would never allow this damn thing to happen!

Alvin's silence made Coulson a little worried on the other end of the phone. He said on the other end: "You can rest assured, Alvin, we have the strength and plan to deal with this crisis.

Leave it to us and everything will be as if it never happened.

You must not act recklessly! If something unexpected happens this time, no one will be able to bear the consequences!"

Alvin smiled sarcastically and said, "Thank you for answering my question, Agent Coulson!

Hmm~~ Let me remind you, tell all of you who participated in the action, and put a more obvious mark on yourself.

For example, putting a red five-star flag on my chest. I am an easy-going person, but it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidental injuries.

A few days ago I almost killed half of the Earth's first line of defense!

You must be careful!"

Colson said in a panic: "Alvin, you can't mess around, we have already made a plan, you~~~"

Before Colson finished speaking, Alvin hung up the phone, looked at Stark with an ugly face and said, "Okay! We can only do it ourselves!

But I have already arranged it, so we can act boldly with confidence!

We need to hurry up, we are going to Africa in three days. We can't let the people at Kamal Taj keep waiting for us, as this will make us appear to have no sense of time!"

Stark laughed in anger. He pointed at Alvin and said, "Have you arranged it? Let SHIELD and others put a red five-star logo on their chests? What is the use of this? What kind of arrangement is this?"

Alvin spread his hands helplessly and said: "This will ensure that they will not be killed by me! This is the best arrangement!

What else can I do? They are not willing to listen to me!"

Stark nodded speechlessly. That was indeed what happened. Both he and Alvin were excluded from the crisis management personnel. Alvin had indeed come up with his most comprehensive solution!

Looking at Alvin who was thinking, Stark said firmly: "I don't trust them! The reactions of all parties in this matter are a bit strange. These warheads must involve many interests.

Destroy, disappear, not targeting the human body. No explosive weapon can achieve this effect. This weapon must be a special bacterial proliferation type weapon.

Destroying and disappearing are all aimed at buildings, so what is it aimed at? Steel, cement, or a hybrid?"

Alvin heard Stark's guess, he looked at Stark with some worry and said: "If you were SHIELD or someone else, what kind of final plan would you make for this matter?

What would you do if the explosion was inevitable?"

Stark said with an ugly face: "I will blow up several bridges and tunnels outside of Manhattan. This will minimize the damage."

Facing Stark's conjecture, Alvin shook his head helplessly and said, "We have to do it ourselves!

I can't bet on the success rate of S.H.I.E.L.D. or anyone else.

Stark, we need an office!"

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Chapter completed!
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