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Chapter 148 - Transformers In Marvel Chapter 145: My shit

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"To know sorrow is not terrifying. What is terrifying is to know you can't go back to the happiness you could have."

– Matsumoto Rangiku (Bleach)

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Downey jumped out of Optimus Prime's cab with vigor. WWW..lā

He and the high-ranking military officials were embarrassed. In the past three days, he planned a series of operations in detail, specifically targeting Wakanda. Downey could almost foresee that the military would fall into a super big pit like a bottomless pit, without even the **** of their pit.

They will hit their heads on the great mountain of Wakanda.

Downey desperately conveyed the wrong information to them. ..

For example, there is still a group of primitive tribes. They all use ridiculous spears and wear weird costumes. Someone in the military proposed to directly use 500 elite soldiers to secretly attack that country. The name of Wakanda was not even registered with the United Nations. It can be seen how small this country is, so small that satellites can't be seen; it can be seen how much this country is. Be behind, closed means backward.

Five hundred people are more than enough.

And Downey proposed to directly use a modern army of more than 50,000, and use three aircraft carrier battle groups to completely occupy that place. The reason is that other countries and organizations will not give up. Our army needs strong force to deter people who are conspiring.

Thinking in accordance with common sense, the military's thinking is also correct. But Mowakanda is a country built on Zhenjin Mine. It is not so much isolated from the world, it is better to say that it is a little dismissive of the outside world.

The military looked at the Wakanda warriors with spears, and it felt like they were looking at the indigenous people. The Wakanda warriors looked at the outside world and used machine guns and cannons, and it felt like they were looking at primitive people.

The serious mismatch of intelligence directly reflects the military's arrogant mentality. Even the many chaebols with sharpened knives have begun to argue about how to divide the interests of Jinjin.

However, out of cautious consideration, the super soldier codenamed "Number One" and some other teams have been secretly dispatched to Africa by Ross, just to investigate the relevant situation in this small country that I have never heard of. In other words, check if there is any vibration in that ghost place.

Downey makes sense and high spirits.

Drifting or something, just do it as you want, ignoring the angry old bartender.

"Isn't it just a few weeds, look at your anxious roar, I will pay you twice tomorrow." Downey ignored the scolding old bartender and walked directly to Mei.

"Welcome to the agent, I just don't know what I have committed, except for racing on the road a few days ago, and I have already paid the fine."

Downey led the people into the house, waved his hand, and told Max to continue training. The old bartender lay down on the grass outside regretfully, touching the disfiguring grass that was crushed, and he was heartbroken and yelled at him from time to time.

"The first thing is that you are not allowed to contact Peter Parker," Melinda said coldly, sitting on the sofa opposite Downey indifferently.

"Sure enough, you are sheltering him. Otherwise, such a heartless little bug wanders between the high-rise buildings every day. The military has long been dragged into the laboratory for anatomy. Peter is the real super soldier. The blood of the little spider may have a chance to conquer this technology." Downey looked playful, pretending to have realized it suddenly.

"I don't care if this is what you mean or the military. Peter is the only son of our S.H.I.E.L.D. hero. We will never allow anyone to be against him." May poured herself a cup of hot water, and the cup had already been spilled. tea.

She drank one mouthful after another, always keeping the most basic guard against Downey.

Downey was stuck on the sofa, let out a comfortable sigh, and said lightly: "I didn't do anything to Peter. No matter how he chooses, it is his own business to choose you or me. You won't What special team do you want to pull such a child into? By the way, isn't this plan bankrupt yet?"

"Do not touch him, this is our bottom line."

"Sorry, don't use coercive means, let him choose. This is my bottom line." Downey said, "Don't put yourself on the moral high ground every time. I guess I can guess it. You protect Peter, yes. Do you want to use him more in the future, or do you feel more guilty for him?"

"Peter has lost his parents since he was a child. He must have something to do with you."

Downey waited for Melinda to pour a cup of tea again, looked at the timing, and grabbed the steaming teacup with his hands at an amazing speed, but not a drop of the tea inside came out.

"This is what you owe me. You owed me a drink in Gotham, remember?"

In response to Melinda's murderous and warning eyes, Downey responded cheeky, Meimei drank the tea: "Moreover, this tea is also mine, pure Longjing, and I specially imported it from China. In other words, you are also Chinese. , How come to America."

"It's your ass." Melinda didn't even bother to pretend, and her whole face became colder. She opened an upside-down teacup again and poured it on herself. She also stared at Downey specifically, and beware of being snatched away by him.

"The second thing is that Max, S.H.I.E.L.D. has officially requisitioned him, and I will take him away when I leave. This matter has been authorized by the government." Melinda threw a document on the table. on.

This document is a call-up instruction, and the call is mandatory.

There was a chill in Downey's eyes, and it was fleeting. He glanced at a piece of waste paper at random, and then stared at Melinda's face firmly: "If you are provoking me, then I can tell you, You succeeded."

He values ​​Max very much, and he values ​​it to take risks, because he thinks Max has the potential of level five, and he will be his powerful assistant when he builds the planet Cybertron in the future.

The most important thing is that Max's character and loyalty are guaranteed, the kind who can fight for him without hesitation.

Downey slowly tore off the ridiculous "authorization." The chapter of the Ministry of Defense on UU Reading www.uukanshu.com was as ridiculous and stupid as a child's graffiti.

Downey did it in front of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"I will explain the relevant situation to General Ross personally. In addition, I will retaliate for your unauthorized actions, if you can bear it. Provoking my relationship with the military? Hey, the military is also enough for you to drink. One pot."

"This is the authorization of the Ministry of National Defense..."

Downey interrupted May's words: "U.S. Department of Defense? The ghost department, do you think there are more soldiers or more politicians? Deputy Minister, are they soldiers or politicians? Put away your tricks, you angered me."

Downey assembled a hand cannon and destroyed all the waste paper.

There is no strength to back up, this kind of agreement-like thing is a pile of waste paper.

Melinda stared coldly at all of Downey's behavior, the camera-like eyes saw everything in her eyes, except that she was not surprised at all.

Downey values ​​Max so much. If he can hand it over, he will be in hell. I don't know who puts forward this temptation. It's so stupid. What's the use besides proving that Max is really special?

"The third and last thing..." Melinda was half-talking and was interrupted by Downey again.

"It's my ass!"

Downey's patience was completely exhausted, and he directly held Melinda, ignoring the other's murderous eyes, threw her out of the window, and crushed a piece of grass, causing the old bartender to shout in surprise and anger.

Old bartender: "Thank you Downey, I wish you a baby!"