After the last invasion, Stark Villa also rebuilt the villa's defense system while repairing it.

After Solo absorbed energy, he entered a sleepy upgrade mode.

After confirming that the bastard was fine, Stark breathed a sigh of relief and walked upstairs with crutches, but when he stepped into the living room, his relaxed steps suddenly stopped for a moment. Under the faint light of the living room, a dark shadow man in a suit was sitting there.

The atmosphere stagnated to the extreme for a moment.

"The security in New York is getting worse and worse!"

Stark muttered, and raised his hand, and the bracelet on his wrist quickly decomposed and deformed, forming a steel arm, and the bright arc energy cannon in the palm of his palm, which had locked the uninvited guest.

"Sir, you'd better explain your purpose immediately, otherwise..."

This watch is inspired by Stark from Solo and the latest research and design. Although it is not enough to achieve a full set of armor and is limited in power, it is enough to deal with the current sudden scene.

"Mr. Stark! You know I'll come to you, we have an appointment! Okay, put down the weapon! We have fought side by side, you don't need to treat your comrades like this."

When the light turned on, Stark saw the man in black in front of him clearly. He was not tall and dressed very skillfully. His expression was very gentle. His eyes were filled with a wise light and had a strong affinity. His hairline on both sides was very high, and he looked like he was a little bald.

Holding a glass of watermelon juice in my hand, it looked very easy-going, like a friend who was visiting a neighbor.

"Phil Colson, this is our second meeting, five days ago, we fought side by side in Queens! Of course, you were busy dealing with the Iron King and maybe didn't notice me!"

Colson smiled and walked forward and reached out his hand. Stark looked at the left hand, his face full of indifference, which made Colson a little embarrassed, but the embarrassment was fleeting, and his hand turned to the other side.

"So sit down, Mr. Stark, there are some things we need to talk about."

Stark did not refuse this invitation. If the other party belongs to the government department, he would better talk to this person.

"Please let me introduce myself again. I come from the Land Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau..."

Colson took out a black ID from his arms and said a series of complicated and difficult names.

"I don't know about this department?"

A hint of suspicion flashed in Stark's eyes. He did not take the things from Colson, but silently asked Jarvis to take the ID and quickly searched for all relevant information from the entire network.

“We are affiliated with the UN Security Council, and you can also call us directly, SHIELD.”

A embarrassed and polite smile flashed across Colson's face and said with a dry cough.

Stark's lazily narrowed eyes opened instantly. In some private letters left by his father, he had translated the name of the organization, but he had not heard of any news about such a department for many years, and even once doubted whether the organization really existed.

The person in front of me is from S.H.I.E.L.D.?

If even he did not find any trace, then how powerful is this mysterious government department?

"It seems that I don't need to continue introducing Mr. Stark to you. I just have a few simple questions to ask for! Well! Do you want a glass of watermelon juice?"

His shock was completely captured by Colson, who smiled kindly.

"Hell, take this thing away, I won't drink anything red in the future! Well! And ketchup! Hell!"

Stark's face turned pale and his face was full of disgust. After seeing too many dead people, he was very allergic to all red foods these days.

"Well, sorry! Let's talk about the serious business." Colson apologized and put down the watermelon juice in his hand.

"We already have the answer to your escape from Afghanistan, so let's talk about other things! For example, the robot you brought back from Afghanistan!"

Colson looked at Stark with a kind expression on his face, as if he was visiting his old friend for many years. Even if he asked, his gentle smile on his face really made people feel unresisting.

A meaningful polite smile appeared on Stark's face. Colson waited for a few seconds but didn't see Stark talking. He could only curl his lips, secretly yelling in his heart, and continued to ask the next question.

"Well...well, let's talk about the battle five days ago! Our surveillance satellites captured these images!"

Colson's very gentle man smiled, and he took out a stack of photos from his arms. The top one was a deforming metal robot taken from a high altitude angle. Fortunately, the face was not captured because Soro's human skin had been burned to ashes by the flames.

"I don't belong to any government part, on the contrary, I have also funded many government projects, and one of the preferential treatments I have received is that I can ignore things that I am not interested in."

Stark pursed his lips, supported his head with one hand, and looked at Colson who was smiling.

"Frankly, your friend is a dangerous person, you have to understand this. Your friend is special and has great power."

Colson took a deep breath and passed the satellite surveillance image when they saw the robot that could transform.

With powerful combat power and perfect combat skills, they were all shocked, and they couldn't help but sit up straight, lowered their voices, and then said.

"Believe me, let's find him first, it's better for your friends."

Colson's voice was sincere, which made people feel unconsciously wanted to be convinced, but he couldn't fool Stark. If he really had enough clues, why would he have to ask himself?

"Well! For these dangerous people, experience tells us that the best way is to comfort them. S.H.I.E.D. has dealt with guys with a bigger temper and more dangerous than your friend."

Looking at Stark's expression of disbelief, Colson shrugged and said with a smile

"Maybe you think you are unique, but there are actually many unstable factors in this world. You are all just one of them. We welcome some people who stand up for justice, but at the same time, we will also be on guard against those who may cause great trouble. No one wants to see him make a big mess. Just like this battle in Queens, it will not do you and me, otherwise the person who comes here will not be me!"

At this time, the door of the villa suddenly opened, and the high heels made a "wait" sound. Pebo, holding the ingredients, walked in quickly. Seeing Colson was slightly stunned, then said with a smile.

"Colson? It seems you have a great time talking to Tony!"

"Of course! My baby!" Stark lived with a crutch, and won with a smile, and took the ingredients from Pepper's hand.

"Colson, are you going to stay for supper?"

Pepper asked with a polite smile while tidying up his hair.

"No, no! He has eaten it, delicious watermelon juice, and he is about to leave!" Stark said quickly, "Agent Colson still has a lot to go out! Yes!"

"That's right! It's time for me to say goodbye!"

Colson ended the conversation with a smile, said goodbye to the two and walked out.

A bright black Ford SUV parked outside the villa gate and was waiting. The driver was a cold black-haired female agent. After Colson got in the car, she pointed to the computer in the passenger seat without saying a word.

"so much?"

Colson turned on the computer and immediately a long list of personal information was refreshed, and then he sighed.

"Where is the surveillance monitor? Have you ever photographed the front?"

Colson rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes slightly.

"No, the other party is very experienced!" said the black-haired female agent coldly.

There were tens of thousands of personal information in the computer file. Colson looked through it for a few times and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Our people discovered that Tony Stark had invaded the national resident database, but he had strong hacking technology. The technology department spent two days, and this was all the suspects, a total of 83,132, distributed in every corner of New York City, and this number is still changing."

Seeing Colson's wry smile on his face, the black-haired woman finally had some expressions and smiled at him sympathetically, and Colson also smiled bitterly.

"Fortunately, judging from the conversation just now, this machine-capable person has no possibility of losing control for the time being. I hope that he will not cause any mess to make us clean up in the end."

Gently patted Colson's shoulder, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth

"Tell you a good news, the director is ready to take over Tony Stark, so, you can get rid of this mess."

"Don't tell me that something worse happened!"

The smile on the old partner's face made Colson angry with a bad premonition.

"The California incident, Congressman Kelly, who has been vigorously promoting the implementation of the Mutant Registration Act in Congress, has disappeared. The director suspected that this matter is related to the Mutant Brotherhood. After all, his recent behavior is crazy about provoking the Mutant Brotherhood."

The female agent reached out to take out a stack of documents from the mezzanine of the car door. The person in the photo on the top was in a suit and tie, and he looked very arrogant. He looked like a big shot.

Colson finished reading the information and then let out a long breath, and was indeed guessed.

Using the igniter on the car, there was only a little flame. The information was instantly swallowed by the light blue flame, turning into powder and dissipating. The expression of a frown face was seen by the female agent next to her, and she smiled with a pursed lips.

"How much work can I do!"

The female agent shrugged her shoulders, a brief smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then drove away quickly.
Chapter completed!