Long Island, Villa Stark.

An elderly gentleman in a well-known white three-piece suit and carrying a cane walked out of the car. He walked into Stark's villa, as if he was blocked by the defense system in front of the door, but soon, the security systems set by Jarvis at the door were declared invalid and he allowed to walk in.

"I guess...he's here to trouble you!"

Soro turned his head and looked at Stark, the expression on his face became ugly, he shook his head and grinned.

"This stubborn old guy reacted too quickly!"

Grabbing her coat from the table, Stark strode out, while Soro found a suitable position to prepare, looking at the show.

Two minutes later, he heard a fierce quarrel sounding upstairs, and the two started a fierce argument, from Howard Stark's robbery to the fact that Stark got the Pim particles from Darren today.

To be honest, Solo does not want to deal with this stubborn old man, especially as a former consultant to SHIELD, Hank Pim still has a unclear relationship with SHIELD.

However, when Solo thought of the first Ant-Man's wife who entered the subatomic space, the famous Cold War hero, a smile appeared on his lips.

In fact, it’s not impossible to touch... Just pay attention to the method, and the powerful technological energy of the first generation of Ant-Man is still above Stark, so maybe it can be left as a backup.

"This old stubborn is simply unreasonable..."

More than ten minutes later, Stark, whose cheeks were red, walked back to the basement angrily, but found that Soro had disappeared. A few minutes later, Stark's personal bodyguard Hogan brought Stark a "special gift".

The subpoena of the military military committee hearing ordered him to attend the "Weapons of the Stark Group Threat to National Security" hearing with Washington on time tomorrow morning.

"Damn it! There are really annoying things after a while!"

Stark did not receive the summons from Hogan, but grabbed his coat and walked out, and said quickly, "Hogan, hurry up! We still have more than 200 kilometers to go!"

...

After parting with the former student, he shook his hands in anger. Dr. Pim, whose face turned red, strides out of Stark's villa with steady steps that the elderly should not have. He opened the car door and inserted the key, but his movements suddenly stopped.

"Please keep driving, Dr. Pim, if you are not busy, can you delay you for a few minutes?"

Dr. Pim raised his head. Although his hair was gray, his eyes were sharp that the old man shouldn't have. He looked at Soro from the rearview mirror and whispered, "Soro? Humph! Everyone who deals with the Stark family is robbers and uninvited villains."

Soro was embarrassed, then reached out to signal Dr. Pim to drive.

The vehicle started slowly, and people came and went on the street, but compared to the place just now, it was much safer to talk here. Soro didn't talk nonsense and said to the point.

"I heard Stark say that you have been focusing on the quantum field over the years, and you have even left the board of directors to focus on the research on this project..."

"You've found the wrong person, little guy! My products won't be sold to villains and robbers, and Pim particles, you can't even think about it."

Dr. Pim snorted coldly and interrupted Soro without hesitation. Although he was in his sixties, this superhero during the Cold War still maintained his character of hating evil and being as fierce as a fire.

Solo smiled disconcertedly, held his hands in front of his chest and leaned lazily on the seat, and said meaningfully, "No, no, no, I think you are wrong, Doctor... Well, although I don't doubt your knowledge, I believe that you have not even found a direction for the research on the quantum field."

"There is no boundary between time and space, a super-dimensional space is too unfamiliar to humans."

Soro's palm parts were quickly decomposed and reorganized, and a small reconnaissance drone appeared in his hands.

"But at this point, I can just give you a little help. Once organic organisms enter that space, it is difficult to come back, and the signals from electronic devices cannot spread in the ultra-dimensional space, but there is a precise connection between me and my device."

"As long as you send my device in, I can provide you with first-hand information on quantum space. For you, that's enough, isn't it?"

Dr. Pim did not question Solo's confidence. For more than a decade, in order to open the door to the quantum field, he has tried more bizarre ways than this.

He even thought about Solo's suggestion seriously. If, as this man said, his device could convey the picture of the quantum field, it would undoubtedly be a revolutionary breakthrough.

But this was not the point. He stopped the car and stared at Solo silently for a moment. As a superhero who has been dealing with criminals for half his life, he could see the qualities of Solo at just a glance.

Almost cruel calm and rational in order to achieve his goals, such a terrible person will not be "helping others" to make demands on him.

"Thank you for your suggestion, Mr. Soro, I will remember your kindness."

Dr. Pim came to Xie a little coldly. Between his wife and justice, he finally chose justice and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Soro...you are mysterious. I can't even find any information about you, but I still want to reject you."

Dr. Pim stopped, and then the car door popped open automatically, and he said again in a very firm voice, "I said, I will not make any deals with robbers and villains..."

Solo's scarlet eyes narrowed and shrugged his shoulders indifferently. This result was not beyond his expectations.

So, he staggered out of the car and grinned at Dr. Pim, whose cell phone suddenly rang, and a string of weird letter numbers appeared on the screen.

"Doctor, if you don't mind, save this number."

Solo pointed his head lightly with his fingers. Dr. Pim frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. As a top scientist in multiple fields, he knew very well how strong control over the communication network was needed to do so behind Solo's understatement.

"I look forward to your call when you need help. As long as you get the right reward, I am very willing to help a gentleman like you."

When Soro's back disappeared into the crowd passing through the streets, Dr. Pim frowned slightly, then quickly turned on the surveillance equipment in the car, but the next moment, his expression was dull, and there was neither sound nor picture inside, as if everything that happened just happened was just his crazy imagination.

"This world is simply deadly..."

Dr. Pim muttered, obviously, Soro used some means to enter his system and deleted all internal surveillance images.

He moved his neck, and when he looked out the window, although there was a rush of people, he had a special gloomy smell. Dr. Pim's gaze became deeper. He looked down at the strange number on his phone, then took a deep breath and saved the number.

...

Stark's villa in Long Island, when Soro returned, the door was locked. Stark was already driving his sports car on the way to Washington.

He swayed through the secret passage of the coast and returned to the villa. As soon as he walked in, Soro's steps paused suddenly, and an excited scarlet light flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe... are there customers?"

Soro muttered in his ear in a voice that only he could hear. The room was quiet, but if you listen carefully, you could still hear a slight sound of footsteps.

Whether it is Stark or Pepper, even if the two of them do something they love, they will not stay in the room in a dark and dark way.

Moreover, Jarvis had no response to Soro's return. Obviously, those guys used some means to temporarily shut down Jarvis' security system, but they didn't know that someone had entered the villa.

An interesting smile appeared on Soro's face, then moved his neck and quietly merged into the villa shrouded in the darkness.

"Have you found something? Stark's system is very powerful, and Dr. Zola can only stop it for two minutes."

A guy with a black mask, holding a gun in his hand, monitored everything in the quiet room through a thermal night vision device. At the same time, the guy turned his head and said to his accomplice behind him who was operating quickly in front of Stark's computer.

"I'm entering! Hell, this damn host has thirty-six firewalls, and the program has been in disorderly changes. It's really hell..."

His eyes were staring at the screen, and his hands were counting into the air. The guy who was guarding the computer plucked his bag, but he didn't get a response. He raised his head irritated, but found that he had five steps away, and the person guarding the door disappeared strangely.

"Hey, Dave!?"

The man called in a low voice, but received no response. He skillfully pulled out his pistol from the outside of his thigh and looked around with his eyes alertly.

With standard movements and quick reactions, these two guys are obviously not ordinary thieves, but rather people who have been trained in a very professional manner.

But at this moment, a hand stretched out from the darkness behind his head, quietly covering his mouth, and a cold thing pressed against his head, and then a teasing sound rang out.

"Hi, my friend, who are you?"

The man seemed to be frightened, but his reaction was also quick, and almost any of them grabbed the ring of the blasting grenade puller around his waist. However, as soon as his finger touched the grenade, the slight "crack" sound of the grenade hanging around his waist disappeared.
Chapter completed!