【Emotional value from Natasha Romanov 739】

【Emotional value from Wade Wilson 756】

"Stark? Is that Stark? That famous rich man in New York, a playboy who often appears in cover magazines?"

Deadpool exclaimed, and almost jumped up excitedly when he saw Constantine nodding.

Natasha was also a little shocked. Compared to the matter in front of her, Stark's matter was indeed more important. Her cell phone rang quickly, and it was called by Nick Forrey.

After answering the phone, he hung up a few times, Natasha looked at Constantine's eyes seriously and asked.

"Constantine, Director, please make sure you get Mr. Tony Stark from Afghanistan.

After the matter is done, I will thank you very much!"

"I understand, but as a reward, the 100,000 US dollars is better than the funding for the activities to go to Afghanistan. As for the agreement we originally agreed on, we will calculate it when I come back!"

As soon as the windbreaker was waving, Constantine turned around calmly, waved her hand and walked out casually.

Holding his cell phone and waiting around, he just couldn't see the 20,000 US dollars coming. Seeing Constantine leaving, Deadpool suddenly screamed.

He realized that Stark is very rich, about US dollars. As long as Mr. Stark can be retrieved, then...

"Hehe...Constantine, wait for me, such a profitable business must bring you brothers!"

Behind, watching the figures of the two people slowly disappear, Natasha took out her cell phone.

"Send a few people to clean up the place.

By the way, I will introduce me to a engineering team. I think that in the next period of time, we will be busy..."

......

"Tony Stark is missing... It seems that the plot of the Marvel Universe is about to officially begin!"

In the Marvel Universe, Tony's disappearance is a sign and an important time node.

When he appeared in front of the world again, he was no longer the playboy Tony Stark, but the world-renowned superhero - Iron Man!

"Since he started, the era of super villains and superheroes will officially begin!"

Lying on the bed and attracting a glass of red wine, Li Chao kept calculating the trump card in his hand.

【Emotional Value: 235494.13.】

"Only 230,000 points?"

The number of emotional values ​​is not large. Even if you spend it now, you can only draw two silver treasure chests and three bronze treasure chests at most.

"The character card is enough for the time being. Instead of doing this, it's better to just accumulate it and hold it down...or just play a big ticket and try a golden treasure chest with 1 million emotional points?"

Thinking about it, Li Chao drank the red wine in the glass and went to the computer again.

......

Brooklyn Hospital.

Room 501, 5th Floor.

Nodding to the two agents guarding the door, Colson pushed the door open with Hawkeye Clint Patton.

On the indoor hospital bed, Andrew was wearing a sick suit and quietly taking in drips.

Seeing someone coming in, he shrank back nervously, with a little uneasy in his eyes.

"Child, don't be nervous."

With crutches, bandages wrapped around your head, and a friendly smile, Colson always makes people feel relaxed and alert.

"We won't hurt you, we just talk to you casually."

“…”

Seeing the other party's miserable appearance, Andrew believed it.

He had a little less alert and sat up slowly against the head of the bed.

"What do you... want to talk about?"

"Haha, don't worry."

After waved his hand, Colson was calm and as if possessed by Domzo, he naturally took a chair in Patton's hand and sat down slowly and said.

"My name is Phil Colson, and here is my colleague Clint Patton. We work in a government department under the United Nations called S.H.E.L.D.."

"Boy, can you tell me your name?"

After searching for a long time, Barton stood silently behind Colson with a stinky face.

S.E.L.D.? Never heard of it.

Andrew's personality was obviously a bit introverted. His eyes were dodging, and there was a little nervousness in his voice.

"I, I..."

"It's okay, don't be nervous.

We just chat casually like friends, and if we really don’t want to answer, we will shake our heads.”

There was no meaning of persecution, and Colson's words and tone once again made Andrew let down some psychological defenses.

"Can you talk about yourself? Just a brief introduction.

For example, where do you come from? What do you like? What interests and hobbies do you have? What friends do you have?

Or what kind of university do you want to go to, what kind of major you choose…”

"You can talk to us about these."

Colson's voice was soft and unconsciously relaxed.

But Andrew was a little embarrassed because his memory was incomplete.

He only remembered his miserable family situation, his seriously ill mother and his father who often treated him violently.

I can't even remember the school he was in, but I only remember that there was a considerable open space and a cave near the school.

I should have a few friends.

But they don't remember their voices and appearances...

"Child, don't worry, let's take your time."

Colson looked at each other with Agent Patton and said in surprise.

"Barton, why are you still standing? Find a chair and sit down."

“…”

Clint Patton clenched his fists, so angry that he didn't want to speak.

Just as he liked to stand, Colson got up and poured Andrew a glass of water.

Andrew took it carefully with both hands, pursed his lips gently, feeling more and more confused about his memory.

In those memories, some unknown researchers in white coats trapped him in a small and closed experimental room, and performed various experiments on him like a guinea pig every day.

Some people ordered him, and some were constantly injecting unknown drugs into him.

Sometimes a man with a white mask and long blond hair appeared, and they were very respectful to him and called him Lord Baroque.

At the base, Andrew even saw some guys who seemed to be vampires.

Those vampires have also become experimental items for experiments and are asked to use things that look like red crystals every day.

Suddenly one day, a group of killers dressed like ninjas broke in.

They killed everyone they saw, were inhumane, and arrested vampires on a large scale.

He was afraid and anxious at the time, so he took advantage of the chaos to break free from the constraints of several scientific researchers and followed the call from his heart to the room where the red crystal was imprisoned.

By the way, the name of that crystal seems to be...

"Hiss... it hurts..."

Suddenly, he covered his head and felt a split headache.

Some unknown fluctuation began to spread outward, and the fluctuation swept through everything in the room quickly, causing the whole room to start trembling violently.

【Emotional value from Clint Patton 471】

"Colson..."

Patton stood upright, blocking Colson with one step, and swearing.

"This kid is in a wrong situation. He must be annoyed by your problems and wants to beat you up!"

Bang!

A vase on the bedside table exploded instantly, and the glass on the window vibrated, cracking and cracking.
Chapter completed!