Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

The scene was a bit awkward.

Zhang Dianyu stared blankly at Stark, the debt collector, and countless dark thoughts had flashed in his head-eventually disappeared because Iron Man could press him on the ground with a finger repeatedly.

He calmed down as much as possible: "Thank you for telling me, Mr. Stark. Then, please take my coat over, and I need to go back now-pay the penalty."

Stark glanced at him with a strange look on his face, as if restraining something.

"Mr. Warden ... Your clothes have been soaked with blood." He did not want to mention this, but Mr. Warden was asking, and he could only answer truthfully, "Need I help you get a new set? "

Zhang Dianyu was startled.

He looked at Stark wearing a silver-gray casual suit outside the purple Henry shirt, and fell into silence cautiously.

Even a brown-grey suit and a dark red tie, which look like they have come from the last century, are better than letting go of themselves.

Does it look good and do whatever you want?

Stark looked at Mr. Warden silently, paused for a moment, slowed his voice and said, "Actually Warden Warden can be a little assured that Banner has executed your command very well-in fact He is grateful for your trust. Although I hope you can return to prison as soon as possible to host the overall situation, but I hope you will be safe and sound. "

Zhang Dianyu looked up with a blank expression.

Although Banner always thought of something messy, in fact Zhang Dianyu really trusted him. In addition to his own character, there is the most critical issue-that is, he likes to stay here, which can help him restrain the Hulk in his body.

But is he a prisoner after all? Zhang Dianyu was wondering, why can a prisoner represent the prison affairs?

He glanced at Stark across, noting that these super-English acts were not very reliable.

If this incident reaches the ears of reporters, it may not necessarily be distorted what it looks like-fortunately Zhang Dianyu doesn't care.

Only the last time Clark Kent came for an exclusive interview, Zhang Dianyu racked his brains and conducted many non-nutritive interviews with him, but as a result, no publicity effect was obtained.

This matter made him a little bit bitter.

However, in view of the superhero's busy time, Zhang Dianyu decided to reveal this page.

Mr. Warden never spoke back, which made Stark's heart a little hesitant.

"So," Zhang Dianyu groaned and asked, "Dr. Banner, how did he solve the financial problem?"

Stark: "..."

The problem really struck his tail. No one can solve the financial problems of the prison, except Mr. Warden himself.

But even if it wasn't for the warden to stay, from the silence he saw just now, it seems that the previous events have caused a lot of psychological trauma to the warden.

Stark thought of himself.

He was supposed to have died in Afghanistan, but God fools him, but makes him survive. But for himself, he was dead that day. The man who survived was Iron Man, and he lived for a new goal.

What about Mr. Warden?

He has also died once.

In a messy confinement room, he saw the orange sunset kissing the sloping wall, but the warden hid himself in the darkest corner.

It was the pool of blood that spread to his feet that made him discover the warden leaning against the wall of the corridor. The young man closed his eyes slightly, and if there was a mild smile on his face, he frowned slightly. There seemed to be something to worry about.

The cave in Afghanistan seems to have happened a long time ago, but it seems to be close, making him feel a slight tingling in his heart.

And Zhang Dianyu could not help but sink in his heart.

He just asked Banner how to solve the fiscal deficit, and Stark showed a sore expression—it seemed over.

He was puzzled.

If these two local tycoons Chaoying who likes to go to the prison when they are okay don't want to worry about their affairs, then they have set up new stations near the prison.

If they really want to help, and invest only a little at a time, Zhang Dianyu, who tries to get more subsidies, gets stuck in his throat at a stretch.

Especially the first two grants, he suspected that Wayne and Stark were not enough for a dinner.

"Is there anything wrong, Mr. Stark?" Zhang Dianyu had to take the initiative to ask.

Stark suddenly returned to his senses, still a little dreadful, and met the warden's focused gaze.

"No, no," he said immediately, feeling that this sounded a bit perfunctory. "Banna does not have the authority to deal with the financial problems of the prison, nor can he sign the subsidy clauses for you, but the prison turnover is not at this time. He paused slightly and continued: "I think you should have noticed that-because special prisoners have been transferred here, all aspects of the British Super League will help the prison to its best. If there is no special situation, it will not Watching it in trouble. "

Zhang Dianyu was a bit surprised, but Stark wouldn't be so frank.

He looked suspiciously at the other party, remembering the investment of tens of thousands of dollars-although it was said to be the solution to his urgent needs, it was too shabby.

Stark smiled at him: "So, maybe Mr. Warden is willing to take a vacation here and relax the tense nerves during this time-believe me, it is not easy to deal with these super criminals. In fact, Mr. Wayne also wants to invite you to visit and rest in the holiday villa opposite. "

He didn't forget Batman very conscientiously, but then shrugged and added: "But I personally don't suggest you agree. You know, there are often Batman haunts in his villas-that can't be felt. Relax."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Alright, Mr. Wayne isn't hesitant to talk about fine points, but Stark is even better.

This sentence is irrefutable when Batman himself is here.

But Zhang Dianyu still cares about his money. He frowned slightly, and wanted to reject Stark: "Thank you for your invitation, but I don't need to take a vacation-in addition, my teacher Mr. Fergus has not been in prison for a long time. Maybe I should accompany him back soon Get there. "

Stark replied immediately: "If Mr. Fergus needs it, I can send him to your office first."

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

He knew that there was always Chao Ying stabbing his balding!

Although it would be a good countermeasure for Mr. Fergus to return to the prison safely first, it means that he has to switch roles with the old warden chief-and he does not know the on-hook warden outside the prison. What kind of behavior will be done.

Considering that the little on-hook assistant will only follow the established route, maybe as soon as he opens his eyes and finds that he is not in the prison, he suddenly insists on leaving and intends to go back on foot?

Zhang Dianyu slowly thought about it, and suddenly felt that this was also a good way.

"I think maybe I should talk to the teacher." He looked at the old warden with a smile. "What do you think, Mr. Fergus?"

Immediately afterwards, the old warden raised his head slowly, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised a little arc.