…
Inside Afghanistan.
To ensure safety, Leon and the other two did not stop, but slowly drifted back home on the body of the Jet Glider flying close to the ground.
Several hours passed.
Suddenly, the sound of helicopter blades came from the distant horizon.
“Hey, over here, Rhodes!”
Tony waved excitedly and shouted.
The armed helicopter landed in response, and several special forces members followed the fully armed Rhodes to the dusty Leon and the other two.
Rhodes did not ask why Leon was here, nor did he ask how Tony escaped. He just jokingly said to the two of them:
“You two brothers should try to ride in the same car as me next time, OK?”
Tony gave a wry smile, Leon just shrugged indifferently, and Ethan smiled as he took it all in.
With Rhodes' help, Tony, who didn't want to squeeze into the car with Leon, took Ethan and transferred to a super large transport plane.
Leon was also Happy to relax and flew with them.
As for the Jet Glider, under Jarvis's control, it had already gone ahead to the airport to wait.
Upon disembarking.
Emergency stretchers rushed to block the two brothers, but Tony impatiently waved them away.
Happy had already been waiting here for a long time in the car.
Pepper's eyes were red, and she looked at the safe figures of the two brothers, crying and laughing.
Leon moved extremely fast, pouncing into Pepper's arms like an overgrown child, giving her a face-to-face greeting and a face-wash.
“Pepper, I missed you so much!”
“I missed you too, Leon.”
“Go, go, go!”
“Little kid, go away!”
Seeing this, Tony's eyelids twitched wildly. He impatiently pulled Leon, who was so openly taking advantage of Pepper, away, and then strode over to Pepper.
“Oh, you cried?”
Tony asked with a forced smile, “Are you sad about your missing boss?”
“I'm Happy, it saved me the trouble of finding another job.”
Pepper replied, soft-hearted but sharp-tongued.
“Really?”
“Woo!!!”
Tony didn't give Pepper time to react, he leaned in and kissed her.
Leon, Rhodes, and Ethan, who were standing by, all had aunt-like smiles. As for the other soldiers present, they had long been accustomed to it.
After all, Tony Stark's reputation as a playboy was not for nothing, but Leon Stark was more honest than expected.
However, they didn't know that Leon genuinely regarded Pepper as an older sister and future sister-in-law. He still had this bottom line and would never let it develop into a certain empty plot.
In that case, Tony would have to develop an Anti-Leon Armor to hang him up and spank him.
Wait!
Anti-Leon Armor?
Leon, who was standing by, suddenly thought of this and looked at Tony's back with a solemn expression. He wouldn't already have a draft in his mind, would he…
After a long time.
Their lips parted.
Tony said with a serious expression, “Time to work, kids.”
He looked back at Leon, and Leon nodded at him.
Afterward, Tony and Ethan got into the car with Happy and Pepper. The hospital that Pepper had initially decided on was changed to the press conference venue that Tony had repeatedly insisted on.
Before leaving.
“Hey, skinny old man, don't forget your burgers.”
Leon took two Burger King burgers from the Jet Glider's seat and accurately threw them through the car window to Tony and Ethan.
He had asked Jarvis to prepare them in advance.
“Alright, you're on the ball, kid!”
Tony took a big bite of the burger, his face full of satisfaction.
After this near-death experience, Tony reflected deeply and decided to close Stark Industries' weapons division.
Leon had no objection, but there was no need to go to the press conference. He just wanted to go home and take a hot shower first.
“Jarvis, remember to wash my uniform later and mend the torn parts.”
“Yes, Young Master Leon.”
When Leon returned to Bin Hai Villa, a figure that was both unexpected and reasonable appeared at his doorstep.
“Mr. Leon, may I speak with you?”
This was an elegant man with the same temperament as Ethan, dressed in a neat black suit, who approached Leon to strike up a conversation.
“Who are you?”
Leon raised an eyebrow and asked, signaling Jarvis to park the Jet Glider.
“Hello, Mr. Leon.”
The man shook hands with Leon in a friendly manner, then introduced himself: “I am Agent Phil Coulson, working for the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division.”
“Oh, damn, what a mouthful of a department name.”
“So why don't you use an acronym? S-H-I-E-L-D, shield, I think it should just be called S.H.I.E.L.D.”
Leon complained, simplifying the name for S.H.I.E.L.D. before the Motherf*cker.
“That's a good suggestion, I'll report it to my superiors.”
Coulson's eyes lit up. He had long felt that the name of his department was too difficult to pronounce.
S.H.I.E.L.D., it sounds like a good omen, Coulson thought.
“But why isn't it the Department of Defense, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, or the CIA, but this department that I've never heard of before?”
Leon asked with feigned seriousness.
“Compared to the DOD, FBI, and CIA, we are a more independent department with more focused functions,” Coulson replied, then asked:
“Mr. Leon, I hope you can describe in detail the escape process for you and Mr. Tony.”
As he spoke.
Coulson handed Leon a photo. Leon took it and saw a very blurry, fiery red light beam from a top-down perspective.
Others might not be able to make sense of it, but Leon recognized it at a glance: this was clearly the photo of him firing his chest cannon at the Ten Rings Gang's base.
It was just that due to the large amount of radiation released simultaneously when the chest cannon was fired, this satellite photo looked even blurrier than teachers' mosaics.
“At that time, the radiation index in this area surged abnormally, suspected to be a nuclear reactor explosion, which attracted the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s satellite, so this photo was captured in time.”
“After investigation, this area happened to be the Ten Rings Gang's base where Mr. Tony was kidnapped.”
“Mr. Leon, can you tell me what weapon fired this light beam?”
Coulson asked with a polite smile.
“Uh…”
Leon was speechless.
The efficiency of S.H.I.E.L.D. was too high.
Or was it a villainous bonus?
After all, besides Agent Coulson in front of him, only Hill, Sharon Carter, the Motherf*cker, Black Widow, and Hawkeye in S.H.I.E.L.D. were considered “pure-bred.”
Everyone else, without exception, was a HYDRA reserve.
He really didn't know how the Motherf*cker managed to get the position of Director Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D.
In terms of undercover agents, Leon would call the Motherf*cker the strongest!
“Agent Coulson, as you know, I'm just a younger brother. For the specific details, you'll have to wait for my Brother to announce them. It shouldn't be long.”
After speaking.
Leon didn't babble any more.
He directly climbed into his own house in front of Coulson, not giving him a chance to come in for a visit.
…
Looking up at the white wall over three meters high in front of him, Coulson's frozen kind smile twitched slightly, unsure what he was thinking.
Not long after.
A Bluetooth call came in.
Coulson, who had returned to his car and was preparing to leave, answered.
“How did things go?”
“Sir, the target has no intention of cooperating.”
“Motherf*cker, he's quite tight-lipped…”
The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then ordered: “Since this kid won't cooperate, you go and contact Tony Stark's secretary, Pepper Potts, first.”
“As for Leon Stark, oh, sh*t, Natasha is on a secret mission in the Far East and probably won't be back for two days, so send Sharon.”
“Isn't that kid known for being a playboy?”
“Then let him have his fill!”
“Yes.”
Leon, who was scrubbing himself, didn't know what kind of grand feast S.H.I.E.L.D. had prepared for him. If he knew, he would definitely say: Is there such a good thing?
