Nick Fury said: "It seems that your problem is not so simple to solve?"

The current Tony Stark, his face is no longer full of high-spirited, proud and conceited, and his anger is like a dying person.

"It's palladium poisoning."

Tony's lips squirmed slightly, let out a foul breath, leaned back on the chair weakly, and said dejectedly: "I have tried all the alternative elements, but unfortunately they can replace the palladium element."

"All elements?"

Nick Fury asked a question, then his eyes were burning, and he shook his head and said, "I'm just here to tell you that there is another element that you haven't tried."

Tony raised his eyelids, revealing a touch of contempt: "The elements that even I can't find, you are even less likely to find."

This sentence is not in the slightest derogatory, and it is not because of conceit.

But Tony firmly believes that geniuses like him cannot find a new element that can replace the palladium element, so with the technical level of SHIELD, it is even more impossible to find.

"you're right."

Nick Fury shrugged and said indifferently: "But the discoverer of this element is not us, but one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D., your father - Howard Stark."

"Howard?"

Hearing this familiar name, the sarcastic expression on Tony's face froze slightly, and was replaced by a deep shock: "You mean...my father discovered a new element?"

No matter how much his eyes are higher than others, he sees himself as very high and condescending.

But for his father, the figure shrouded in legend, Tony is actually full of admiration in his heart.

The genius mind of that man surpassed the times, changed the situation during World War II by himself, invented many black technologies that surpassed the current era for decades, and established the Stark Group from scratch, and also became the core figure of S.H.I.E.L.D. one.

How can such a charming man not be admired?

"That's right, it's your father, Howard Stark." Nick Fury seemed satisfied with Tony's response, nodded with a smile: "He once left a document on how to create new elements. Methods and uses, you can replace your palladium element into a new energy source."

boom!

Tony couldn't control his excitement.

He got up and overturned the table, stared at Fury with wide eyes, and said urgently: "Where? Where is the information about the new element?!"

"Calm down, Tony."

Nick Fury pressed Tony back to the seat, then sorted out the wet clothes, and said unhurriedly: "I will let Natasha give you the information, but correspondingly, you have to solve the problem of Iraq. Van Vanke's problem."

"Ivan Vanke? Who is this?" Tony said blankly, "I'm sorry, I'm not good at remembering men's names. Does he have anything to do with me?"

Natasha handed over the information as if she had expected it long ago: "It was the Russian who attacked you at the racetrack some time ago, and also claimed that the reactor was his father's invention, but your father stole the results."

With that said, Tony remembered.

That burly man with two electric whips in his hands almost split him and the car in half!

Tony frowned and wondered: "But I remember, isn't he in prison?"

"No, he was taken out of prison by Justin Hammer." Nick Fury sneered and said, "This is a problem left by your father, and I hope you can solve it."

"Since you already know, why don't you solve it yourself?" Tony asked.

"We have a lot of work to do, and a small role like this is not worth our shot." Nick Fury sneered and said, "Besides this is a problem left by your father, we don't need to wipe your butt for you, understand. eh? Tony."

This is the truth, not lying to Tony.

Since the three-party forces of Reaper, Void, and Quincy came on the scene, S.H.I.E.L.D. has been very busy. Coupled with the abnormal events in Manhattan half a month ago, they have no time to deal with people like Ivan Vanke. Small role.

So this leaves the problem to Tony and lets him figure it out on his own.

"Is this a deal?" Tony squinted his eyes and said, "I will help you solve Ivan Vanke, do you give me the information?"

"No no no...don't get me wrong, Tony."

Nick Fury shook his finger and said lightly: "This is a problem left by your father, so it is also your problem. The information is just returned to the original owner."

"Ha ha......"

Tony smiled without saying a word, seeing through but not speaking.

Return to the original owner?

This sentence is just to deceive children.

He has been poisoned with palladium for at least a year, why didn't he say this before?

He said that it was not a deal, but that it was returned to the original owner. In fact, Nick Fury's little thought, he saw it clearly.

The intention of Fury's move is nothing more than to take this opportunity to get closer to him, to sell him a great favor, and to pull him into his top-secret boy group in the future.

"Hehe~"

Nick Fury laughed along, he didn't intend to hide it, and this move was an upright conspiracy, and Tony couldn't bear to refuse.

"Ivan Vanke, right?"

Tony put on his sunglasses again, and a coquettish smile evoked on the corner of his lips: "Leave it to me, last time he whipped him a few times, and this time it's just a matter of new hatred and old hatred!"

"Then I wish you success in advance."

Nick Fury got up from his seat, then smiled and stretched out his left hand: "Welcome back, Iron Man Tony Stark."

Tony pouted, then got up, stretched out two fingers, and held Fury together: "Sorry, I don't like shaking hands with people, So Yi can do it this way."

"Goodbye, playboy." Nick Fury gave Tony a meaningful look, then tidied up his collar, turned and strode out of the burger shop.

Natasha got up and smiled lightly: "I will send the information tomorrow, I hope I won't see you drunk in bed again."

"Will you bring it tonight?"

After no worries about his life, Tony returned to the essence of playboy: "It just so happens that we continue the unfinished date, what do you think?"

Natasha snorted softly, shook off the salty pig's hand that was trying to put it on her back buttocks, and said calmly: "You better take care of yourself first, I'm afraid you will die of palladium poisoning on the bed."

Say it.

Natasha twisted her beautiful buttocks, walked out of the burger shop with her long legs, and walked away in a black Mercedes-Benz.

"Tsk...that's a pity."

Although Tony said it was a pity, his face unconsciously overflowed with a happy smile.

Palladium element!

The sword of Damocles, which had been hanging over his head for a long time, finally fell down smoothly today.

"Jarvis!"

"I am here, sir."

"Make me a date... no, about ten supermodels, I'm having a party tonight!"

"Okay, sir, I'm sending you a message."

Tony hummed a song in his mouth, walked out of the burger shop arrogantly with steps that he did not recognize.

Tonight, he's going to hit ten!