Crossing Marvel: I took over Iron Man

"Ah? She's actually his daughter?"

The black policeman suddenly felt a chill down his spine. When he touched it with his hand, his whole back was soaked with cold sweat.

He looked at the white policeman gratefully and said

"Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would be really unlucky."

"Of course, we are all colleagues. If I don't help you, who will?" the white policeman said with a smile.

The white policeman's name is Fox, and he will retire in three years. He really doesn't want to mess with anything, let alone a gangster like Tony.

"Then what should we do with this boy and that girl? If nothing is done, I'm afraid Tony won't let it go even if he's a shit." said the nigger policeman.

"Normally, just go back and make a note. Just say it was a car accident. No one will come to investigate anyway. Maybe you can sell a favor and make some extra money." Fox chuckled.

"Okay, brother, I will listen to you and do whatever you say!"

"Hey, Daddy, Watson and I were bullied while driving on the road. Please call someone over to avenge me." The little girl was full of resentment and slapped away the hand that Huang Mao was holding on her arm.

hand.

"It's really useless. I can't even protect my girlfriend."

"Tina, it's better not to make a fuss about this matter. That guy just now is a big piece of shit. If we fight with him, it's just an egg against a rock." Watson received a slap in the face and didn't even dare to fart.

"Humph, it's impossible to just let it go. No one has hit me since I was a child. No matter who he is, I will make him pay the price!" The little girl's eyes turned red and she stared at Ye Qingyang as he left.

Said fiercely in the direction.

"Miss, the master asked us to come and pick you up."

A bald man wearing sunglasses and a black suit walked over.

In less than ten minutes, more than a dozen black Cadillacs surrounded the place. The two lawyers who came with the car asked two young men to help them, and went back with Fox and others to record a statement.

"Uncle Qiang, didn't my dad ask you to come here to avenge me?" Tina stood there angrily, unwilling to leave.

"Miss, the master told you to make a long-term decision after you go back. The matter will not just be forgotten." The bodyguard stood aside, neither humble nor overbearing.

Maybe it was because the bald guy was too imposing, so Tina just pouted and reluctantly got into Uncle Qiang's car.

"Boy? Do you want to go back together?"

The bald man asked as he looked at Watson, who was clutching his stomach and looking a little miserable.

"No, Uncle Qiang, Tina's car was damaged. I want to drive it to get it repaired. You can go back first. You don't have to wait for me." The yellow-haired young man named Watson grinned and waved to the bald man.

"Okay then, please pay attention."

The bald man said simply, and then the black Cadillac traffic turned around and drove away.

"Hello? Musk? I have finished the matter and successfully aroused the conflict between Shit Da Ke and Brother Tony. Can my mission be over?"

When Watson saw the bald man and his entourage leaving, he took out a spare mobile phone in his pocket. It turned out to be an old button Nokia 1110 model.

"It's not yet time. Tina's side may be afraid of Tony's strength and dare not take action. They still need to add fuel to the fire!"

At this moment, New York Police Department Chief Musk is sitting in his office, holding an old Nokia 1110 mobile phone in his hand.

"Please, do you know how dangerous I am every day? That perverted Tina has a lot of tricks up her sleeve. She has played in Japan, Europe and the United States. Yesterday she even dragged me to suck my grandma together. I really can't bear it anymore." Watson

He grabbed his own yellow hair and walked around the damaged frarri.

"First you said that as long as I get close to Tina and get some information about their exclusive trading, I did it; then you asked me to check their smuggling and trading routes, and I did it again; and now you asked me to stir up Tony's shit

Da Ke had a conflict with her father, and then she could kill someone with a borrowed knife, so I did it again! Musk, I am also a policeman! I don’t want to live in this dark sewer all my life! I also want to wear a police uniform with dignity!”

"I promise you that after this time, I will definitely change your position so that you don't have to worry so much." Musk turned the boss's chair and blew out a long puff of smoke.

"Okay, I will believe you again. How do you think I can fan the flames?"

Huang Mao sat back down on Frarri dejectedly. The performance and beating just now made him exhausted.

Musk hung up the phone and put the phone in a safe in the office. The safe door opened, and there were five mobile phones lying inside, each with labels on them.

He sighed and closed the heavy cabinet door.

After experiencing a small episode, Ye Qingyang still held the steering wheel with one hand and called back the call that Coulson had just made.

"What did you just say? Something happened here and I didn't hear clearly."

Coulson was currently in Xalapa Enriquez, the capital of the city of Veracruz in Mexico, a state east of Mexico.

It is adjacent to the Gulf of Mexico and covers an area of ​​72,800 square kilometers.

With a population of more than 10 million, it is a world-famous seaport and commercial center.

The unique products of Moxigo also flow to North America and South America through here, and are sent across the ocean and across the Atlantic to European countries.

"I discovered traces of Obadiah's activities in Xalapa Enriquez. He got together with the local drug lords and used the technology he took away from Stark Industries to develop a batch of weapons with astonishing power.

!" Coulson said softly.

Jalapa Enriquez is full of large and small underworld organizations, and nine out of ten of these organizations are related to Dupin, so Coulson can't help but be careful.

If someone dies here, it won't even make a small wave.

"What did you take away? That was all stolen by him! What he stole was all the technology left behind by my father!" Ye Qingyang is now very happy to be his son, and his dead father Zhang Kou is here.

"Okay, what are your plans?"

Coulson tugged on his tie, as if he couldn't stand the sweltering heat here.

The city of Veracruz has a savanna climate, with an average annual temperature of about 25 degrees Celsius.

"Why don't I just drive the steel hellfire armor over there and kill that 25-year-old guy? This will save you the trouble of having to suffer!"

Ye Qingyang scratched his little head. To be honest, he was not good at conspiracy, methods and strategies.

It seems that the Hulk blood in his body has affected him. In his previous life, he was able to get a second grade in the exam. There should be no IQ defects in this aspect of his brain.

"Absolutely not. You represent the American government. If you fly a mecha over the territory of another country, it is equivalent to aggression. They have every right to attack you."