After Coulson left, Nick Fury glanced at the door, then slowly stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

At night, Washington is as bright and colorful as daytime, but the hustle and bustle of the city's bustling areas has not been transmitted to the island in the middle of the lake, let alone this building.

Nick Fury looked down at everything below him, scanning within the range of his sight. His face was as gloomy as water, but his shining single eye showed no emotion at all, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Around the island, several observation towers were placed hundreds of meters apart. Several searchlights swayed back and forth in the island square, keeping an eye on all possible emergencies.

These observation towers did not exist half a month ago, and they have only been gradually erected and functioning in the past few days. This is an order recently issued by Nick Fury.

The Logistics Security Bureau to which Nick Fury belongs is nominally the largest violent organization in the world. At first, they did not bother to prepare too many security measures for their headquarters, because not only all the agents but even Nick Fury, the biggest leader of the Logistics Security Bureau, did not You would think that some person or organization would be so crazy as to raid this place.

However, with the recent series of special events, Nick Fury could not help but feel vigilant, which prompted the emergence of observation towers and higher-level security alerts.

The island in the middle of the lake, or the Tri-wing Building, was unusually quiet at night, but Nick Fury, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at this time, felt some strange emotions emerge in his heart.

Even Nick Fury may not be able to tell what this emotion is, and it didn't arise overnight today. It was prompted by one incident after another in recent times that made Nick Fury feel quite troublesome or powerless. made.

"The world is changing, everything is changing"

Staring at the night outside the window, Nick Fury suddenly opened his mouth and murmured: "We"

Halfway through his words, Nick Fury suddenly frowned, pursed his lips tightly, took one last look at the night, then turned around and walked out.

"The world has changed."

On the morning of the next day, in New York, in the EO office of Stark Tower, Obadiah Stane stroked his forehead, stared at the young woman at the desk in front of him, and said: "This world is no longer what we knew before. The world is no longer the world of Tony's father Howard. We must make changes to keep up with the tide of the times, otherwise"

Obadiah shook his head slightly and continued: "Even a behemoth like Stark Industries will inevitably collapse under this big wave."

"Pep, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Meeting Obadiah's eyes on the seat, Pep squeezed the thing in his hand, frowned slightly, and nodded slightly.

"As long as you understand, and now that you understand, I think Tony will understand too."

Obadiah smiled, and then continued: "Pep, please go back and tell Tony that I had no choice but to remove him from the post of Stark Industries EO, but this time since he wants to represent Stark Even if the industry holds a new product meeting, I won’t stop him.”

"Tony and I have the same starting point. We also hope that Stark Industry will become stronger. This is Howard and I's lifelong efforts. I will never let anyone put my efforts in vain. As long as Stark Industry I will strongly support anything that makes Tucker Industries strong, and vice versa."

"Pep, it's okay. You can go back first." Obadiah finally said.

"Okay, Mr. Obadie."

Pep nodded slightly and responded: "I will go back and tell Mr. Stark."

After saying that, Pep turned and walked towards the door.

"Pep"

But just as she was about to go out, Obadiah's voice suddenly sounded again. Pep turned around and saw Obadiah looking at him with a smile and said, "Is that today's newspaper?"

"Yes."

Pep, whose body was tense, breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the newspaper in his hand.

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Paper, responded with a smile.

"Can you show me?" As he spoke, Obadiah stood up and walked to her side.

"Okay." Pep smiled and handed over the newspaper in his hand.

After Obadiah took the newspaper, he only replied lightly: "Go slowly."

"call"

Pep nodded, stood up and walked out the door. When he walked out of the door, he turned and looked back at Obadiah, then looked down at the thing next to his hand, secretly exhaled, and walked forward quickly. .

At this moment, in the office

Obadiah waited for Pep to walk away, then picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. He then looked sideways at the computer on the table and reached out to tap on the keyboard.

"Damn"

But when he saw the picture on the computer screen, he couldn't help but cursed angrily, subconsciously clasping his hands together and caressing his bald head, with a sullen look on his face.

But the next moment, after Obadiah took a few deep breaths, the anger on his face gradually calmed down, and he glanced at the office door that had not been closed yet.

"Humph"

Thinking of the woman who just walked out of the door, Obadiah suddenly snorted coldly. He suddenly reached out and took out a mobile phone from the inner pocket of his suit and dialed a number.

"Tell them things have changed."

As soon as the call was connected, Obadiah said quickly without waiting for the person on the other end to say anything: "The plan must be changed immediately. In addition,"

"You must find Tony Stark's little assistant Pep Potts within two hours. If you can't find it, I may do something unexpected and crazy."

After saying that, Obadiah hung up the phone without any intention of negotiating with the other party.

Gently placing the phone on the table, Obadiah leaned back on his seat, put his hands on his head, and his eyes were focused, as if he was thinking and making a decision.

After thinking for less than a minute, Obadiah suddenly stood up and walked out of the door quickly with a serious look on his face.

At the same time, in the St. Missy Winery Villa

Ronan was sitting alone on the sofa with a cup of coffee and reading the newspaper. Because today was Friday, it was a weekend weekend for the laboratory that he had set, so he did not rush to the Nova Laboratory in the Osborne Building early. Is to stay at home leisurely.

After flipping through the newspaper a few times and finding nothing worthy of attention, Ronan put the newspaper aside and put the cup to his mouth.

But just when he was about to take a sip of the coffee inside, he found that the cup was empty. Ronan subconsciously raised the cup and shouted softly: "Lao En"

But after his voice fell, no one responded. Ronan frowned inadvertently, put the cup on the table, and turned to look back.

"what"

And when he saw the empty hall behind him, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Only then did Ronan remember that a few days ago, Lawn had left to where he should be now, and there was no one else in the manor except him and some servants.

"master"

After laughing, Ronan turned around and picked up the cup. When he was about to get up and refill his cup, a clear female voice suddenly came into his ears along with the sound of footsteps.

Ronan turned to look at the door and saw a young woman dressed as a maid walking towards him quickly. He opened his mouth and asked, "Winnie, what's the matter?"

"Master, there is a man outside who claims to be Tony Stark's bodyguard and drives a large truck over. He wants Mr. Bulls to deliver something." The maid Winnie responded quickly.

"A gift from Tony Stark's bodyguard to Raun"

ps: There are still four days left before it goes on the shelves. There are about five or six public chapters left. Xiao Ge is preparing to hit the climax and put it on the shelves. I hope all book friends can support it when it goes on the shelves on December [-]. Thank you.

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