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Mike smiled: "It's a good start."

Flamingo gritted his teeth: "If I can't guarantee the safety of my family, I won't hand over any evidence, except my life."

Very tough guy look.

Mike was noncommittal, took out his cell phone and dialed Pepper's number.

"Hello, Mr. Tang." Happy was the one who answered the phone.

"Good morning, Mr. Hogan."

"It's afternoon in the United States at this time," Happy complained.

"Haha, sorry, forgot about the time difference." Mike asked, "Where is Miss Potts?"

"She's working..."

"Mr. Tang, is there any news about Tony?" The phone changed hands and the person on the call was changed to Pepper.

"Not yet. Everything is going according to plan. I believe there will be a breakthrough soon. How is your investigation going?"

"According to Colonel Roddy's recollection, Tony took a call from Obadiah before getting in the car."

Obadiah, a father-like presence in Tony's heart.So Pepper mistakenly believed that Obadiah considered Tony his son.

Before, Pepper did not consider Obadiah as a suspect.Once the seeds of doubt are planted and take root, putting aside the filter of family ties, Obadiah’s suspiciousness will be like a sieve.”

"It's a pity that no evidence can be found yet..." Pepper said regretfully.

"That's really a coincidence..."

Mike briefly told Pepper about the attack, the capture of two mercenaries, and the fact that these two people might have something to do with Obadiah.

Pepper was taken aback.

Such a coincidence?

When you doze off, someone will give you a pillow?

According to Mike's character, the easiest way to complete the task is to find Obadiah directly, beat the big bald head into a big pig head, get in touch with the kidnappers through Obadiah, and finally find Stark.

Pepper would not agree to such a plan. She is a good person, and Obadiah is the vice chairman of the board of directors of Stark Group. Once the plan deviates, the consequences are unpredictable.

So helping Pepper find evidence will help find Tony Stark.Otherwise, Mike would not go out of his way to be merciful, especially if someone hit his face with a missile.

Mike asked Pepper to find someone to take away the prisoners.

"Remember to find someone you can trust." Mike reminded him specifically.

"I see."

If there is a problem with Obadiah, then people inside the group cannot be trusted, and outsiders... Pepper thought of Coulson.

"Snake Shield? It depends on your luck."

When he heard that Pepper contacted SHIELD, Mike complained in his heart that it was a Hydra agent who came.However, Mike had no better suggestions and could only make do.

After ending the call, Mike caught a glimpse of the flamingo's eyes moving and its expression changing.

"To deal with someone like Obadiah, you actually want to find evidence to punish him with the law. Do you think Miss Potts is a good person? So...how can a good person use his family to threaten others to speak out, you may think so. "

"You are right to think so. Miss Potts is not that kind of person."

"But I'm not."

As he spoke, Mike exuded a strong murderous aura.

If you stay on the battlefield for a long time, you will kill too many people, and your murderous will will naturally arise.The murderous intent was real, Flamingo was sure of it.He once scared the young recruits to shit with his eyes.But he never imagined that one day he would be so frightened that he could not move.

He seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"Momochi Zabuza's murderous aura is really powerful." Mike was very satisfied with the effect.

The murderous aura dissipated, and the flamingo panted violently, like a drowning person who almost drowned.

Mike said calmly: "First of all, if a good person like Miss Potts promises to protect your family, he will try his best to do it. Or do you think someone like Obadiah is more trustworthy?"

"Secondly, Obadiah will soon be overwhelmed and want to do harm to your family, at least to settle the matter afterwards, provided that the final winner belongs to him."

"In the end, Obadiah will show up sooner or later unless he hasn't done it, so - you are not as important as you think."

Reina witnessed the process of Mike subduing the enemy from the air. At this time, he finally found a place to park the helicopter and rushed over.

"Mr. Tang, are you okay?" Reina trotted over with a gun.

Tsk tsk, before it was called Mike Mike, but now it’s Mr. Tang?

"You should ask them both." Mike didn't notice the change in Reina's title.

Reina looked at the unconscious bison, and then at the flamingo with a severed hand and a machete stuck in its thigh.

you still need to ask?

"What should we do now, continue the search, or take them to the base first?"

"No, someone will take over."

About 10 minutes later, an armed helicopter flew over from a distance.

Mike asked Reiner to hide behind a nearby rock. He didn't want to be a burden if someone came with bad intentions.

There was no machine gun fire or missile launch. The helicopter simply found a flat ground to stop.

Several people got off the plane. The leader was wearing black short-sleeved tactical clothes and carrying a bow and arrow, followed by agents wearing helmets and camouflage uniforms.

Unexpectedly, it was Hawkeye who led the team.

"Clint."

"Mike."

After briefly introducing himself, Mike briefly explained the situation to Hawkeye.

Hawkeye did have a lot of questions.

But now was obviously not the time to be a curious baby, and neither he nor Mike knew each other, so it was difficult to ask some questions.

Hawkeye asked his men to further deal with the flamingo's injuries. Mike simply bandaged it. The broken arm and thigh were still bleeding. The flamingo's face was as white as paper after losing too much blood, and he was in a daze.

As for the bison…

Mike said: "If you can't die, I will keep my hand."

"It's still alive." The agent responsible for checking the bison's injuries didn't know what to say.

The bulletproof layer of the body armor was shattered into spider webs, and not a single rib was intact, as if it had been hit by a truck.

A few minutes later, two stretchers carried the injured onto the plane. The SHIELD people hurriedly left, while Mike and Reina continued their search mission.

"Mr. Tang..."

"Let's call him Mike, I'm getting goosebumps."

Reina hesitated.

Mike said angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have something to say, say it quickly, or else shut up."

Reina plucked up the courage and asked: "Don...Mike, are you a mutant?"

"No."

Mike thought for a while and then said, "It's hard to say. Maybe I have an unawakened X gene. What, do you have any objections to mutants?"

"No no!"

Reina quickly denied it and didn't dare to say anything.

Mike: "Then what do you want to express?"

Reina was embarrassed: "I just want to know how to become stronger."

Mike: "The poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology."

Reina asked: "Do you rely on mutation or technology?"

Mike shook his head: "None of them. What I rely on is hard training. You want to learn?"

Reina nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Mike said loudly:

"listen!"

"The key to getting stronger is whether you can stick to a tough training plan. Do one hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, one hundred squats on the spot, and then a ten-kilometer long run. Do one set every day!"

"Of course, you can't skip three meals a day. You can also eat bananas in the morning. And the key point is: in order to hone your willpower, not turning on the air conditioner in summer and winter is the first way."

"It was so painful at first that I wanted to take a day off, but in order to become stronger, no matter how painful it was, I had to keep training until I vomited blood every day. Even if my legs were so heavy that I couldn't move, I still had to squat. Even if my arms were rattling, I still had to do it. Keep doing push-ups.”

"After a year and a half, I noticed changes in my body. I became bald, and I also became stronger. In other words: I have to sacrifice my hair and train myself to the death with the courage to go bald. This is the only secret to being strong!"

Reina: "Really, really?"

Something feels wrong, but you are full of energy and your serious look is very confusing.

Mike squinted: "Nonsense, of course it's fake."

It's not Saitama-sensei.

The key to a time traveler becoming stronger is to have a reliable golden finger.