The LoL System in Marvel

A group of reporters carrying cameras surrounded the entrance of Stark Tower, while the black-clothed bodyguards, who were still ruthless before, held hands helplessly, using their bodies as a guardrail.

Outside the fence, the reporters were like sharks smelling blood, and the strobes kept flickering like a broken light bulb, making it almost impossible to keep your eyes open.

And inside the guardrail, Happy yelled at the reporter closest to him with a cold face: "I said I won't accept interviews!"

Those sneaky men and women were all reporters. After being brought back by the bodyguards in black, they all took out their press cards, and they looked like fat pigs that had been scalded to death.

He directly tore off his previous disguise, took out his own stuff, and started the interview with a smug face.

"Is Mr. Tony Stark here?" A male reporter asked, before he could continue speaking, a burly female reporter pushed him aside.

The female reporter put her microphone in front of Happy, "Is Ryan Gosling a member of the Avengers?"

This sentence seemed to have completely ignited the passion of these reporters. They rushed to squeeze in one by one, and at the same time began to ask all kinds of weird questions.

Even Tony and Ryan wanted to know exactly what they had for breakfast every morning.

"I repeat, we don't do interviews."

Happy continued to remain indifferent, but his attitude was useless to this group of reporters who had long been accustomed to hot faces and cold butts.

They are still continuing to ask their own questions, and they are still squeezing in with all their strength.

"Boss, what should we do?" Danny leaned over to Happy and asked in a low voice,

There is no way to go on like this. More and more reporters are pouring in from outside, and they alone cannot stop them for a long time.

Compared with other countries, American journalists have more generous interview rights, and as a "system controlled by the media", in fact, there are not many institutions or departments in the United States willing to offend these media.

Although this group of people does not have superpowers like superheroes or super criminals, the pens and lenses in their hands can sometimes exert greater destructive power.

Especially when they want to work hard to build a person or a business,

Huge resources allow them to easily influence the direction of public opinion and make things develop in the direction they want.

Therefore, even though Harpy is used to fighting with Tony Stark, when facing a group of reporters, he is really a little timid and feels at a loss.

"Excuse me, is Ryan Gosling at odds with the Avengers?" A reporter suddenly asked.

Harpy subconsciously wants to deny this statement. He and Ryan are also friends. Although they don’t have much contact and communication, he also knows why Ryan defaults to being a member of the Avengers.

He is afraid that the outside world will turn their attention from the Avengers to himself, so at this time, he is still willing to support Ryan.

"No..." Happy just opened his mouth, before he was interrupted by another person.

"It is said that Ryan Gosling suddenly came to Stark..., sorry, it should be called the Avengers Building now, in order to work with Tony Stark on an artificial intelligence algorithm."

Happy frowned, wondering how the news leaked out, and at the same time sternly refused: "I don't know where you heard the gossip, but trust me, when you see Ryan Gosling, you will You will understand that this statement is utter bullshit."

Can a high school student participate in artificial intelligence research work?

The answer is obviously no.

"The Stark Group's current business focus is mainly on clean energy. If there is any change in the main business, you will definitely receive an official notice from the official." Happy official said.

"Excuse me......"

The reporter was obviously not so easy to dismiss, but when they were about to continue asking questions, a neat row of black Chevrolet full-size SUVs suddenly drove up outside the building,

After stopping at the entrance of the building, a group of people in suits and uniforms came down from above. The leader looked about forty years old, with a very kind face and some signs of baldness.

"You are?"

A black-clothed bodyguard hurried up to meet them and stopped the group of "uninvited guests".

If it wasn't for this group of reporters disrupting their rhythm, they would never have allowed this group of people to approach the entrance of the building.

"Relax, buddy." The middle-aged man smiled, as if he had practiced countless times in a standard way, which made people subconsciously feel a little close, "I'm here to help you deal with them."

He pointed to the crowded and shouting reporters inside, then stood on tiptoe to look at Happy who was surrounded inside, and called out Happy's name.

"I refuse to answer that question."

Hapi was being forced by the reporter's tricky questions and didn't know how to answer. Suddenly he heard someone calling his name outside, and when he looked up, he saw a familiar face behind layers of reporters.

"Coulson?"

Happy was stunned for a while, then explained something to Danny next to him, and walked over to the reporter who was blocking him.

Although his stomach was getting fatter, the weight gain also increased the strength of his arms. The group of reporters were moved to the sides like water plants, and forced to squeeze out a path.

"Why are you here?" Happy glanced at the group of people following Coulson, and asked strangely, "Is there a problem with this group of reporters?"

"I don't know if they have any problems." Coulson smiled habitually, "But there must be someone behind this matter who is quietly manipulating it."

"Let's get them done now." He stepped past Happy and spoke to a younger-looking man behind him.

The man led the three of them towards the reporter. Just as the reporter was about to ask questions, he took out a certificate from his pocket with the logo of the State Secrecy Bureau on it.

"Look, what kind of people do what kind of things."

After the reporters were driven away, Coulson stood in the apparently quiet and empty hall and said with a smile.

"They?" Happy looked at the group of people who came with Coulson. After driving the reporter away, they returned to the car where they came. They didn't wait for Coulson, but left the place directly. avenue.

"They're just some of my 'friends'." Coulson glanced back. "You know, although S.H.I.E.L.D. has collapsed, we have a wide network of contacts."

"What is the purpose of your coming?" Happy ordered the others to continue to stand guard, while he and Coulson stood behind and chatted.

"Of course it is to help you, but also to help ourselves." Coulson's eyes flickered.