Unreasonable

This time, General Ross arrived by car, with four helicopters following at a distance. The soldiers didn't get out of their vehicles, and Xia Yu went to greet him from afar.

"Coulson, hurry up and introduce this general from the military. I admire soldiers the most in my life, haha!" Xia Yu laughed heartily as he greeted him, his smile so sincere that General Ross thought his experience was an illusion.

Even a seasoned veteran like Coulson, who had spent half his life in intelligence organizations, couldn't keep up with Xia Yu's rapid change of expression. He was stunned for a moment before reacting and saying, "This is General Ross from the Department of Defense. General Ross, this is Xia Yu, an advisor to our S.H.I.E.L.D.."

General Ross is known in the military for his iron-fisted approach. He had just been caught by Xia Yu trespassing and made a fuss about it. In addition, Banner and Betty had been taken away by them, and he had also been hit by Thor with a hammer. So he was not going to give Xia Yu a pleasant look.

"Hmph!" General Ross wanted to say something harsh, but before he could utter a word, he remembered that his show of force had been completely thwarted, so he could only grunt and walk away.

The military's approach to things is always to take people down first and then reason with them. They don't care if you have a government background or not; they just use their fists to take you down first. They've always done it this way, and we're used to it. But this time, Xia Yu and his group had much bigger fists than you, so you suffered a silent loss.

Xia Yu pointed at General Ross and said to Coulson, "Look at this guy, how can he be so rude? He doesn't even have basic manners. I was about to shake his hand."

Coulson looked at Xia Yu's serious expression and was completely speechless. "How did you treat him just now? You almost shot him down with a helicopter. Who's going to talk to you about manners?"

Given General Ross's status, wouldn't he have entered the room, taken a seat in the main seat, and then started discussing business? Well, before he even reached the door, Hulk saw him and let out a loud roar, blocking the entrance. His eyes were fixed on General Ross, giving the impression that he would kill him if he took another step forward.

Even if it were someone else, no matter how strong they were, they still had to make a living in a country and under a system. Even if they wanted to kill you, they would still have to give you some face. But who can guarantee that Hulk wouldn't take action?

General Ross glanced at the Avengers beside him, but they all turned away. Only Betty Ross met his gaze, which held a hint of hatred.

Unable to say anything to his own daughter, General Ross could only stop and turn to Coulson, asking, "Agent Coulson, what does this mean? Is this how much of a welcome guest you at S.H.I.E.L.D..?"

Before Coulson could answer, Xia Yu jogged up and said, "General Ross, this Hulk is still young and doesn't know any better. Don't take it to heart. However, there's renovation going on inside right now, so there's a lot of dust and the air quality is seriously substandard. For your health, let's not go in. Let's talk here."

Xia Yu is blatantly lying. Leaving aside whether Hulk would allow it or not, the entire first floor is filled with huge floor-to-ceiling windows and interior design. Does he think everyone else is blind?

"You..." General Ross's face turned purple with rage. He turned to look at Coulson, and even the seemingly honest Agent Coulson looked away, pretending not to see his gaze. Coulson wasn't stupid; Xia Yu was clearly not letting him in, Hulk was blocking the way. He dared not go.

General Ross took a deep breath. "Good, very good. It's best to handle this strictly by official procedures. We need to contact our Department of Department of Defense..."

General Ross was interrupted by Xia Yu before he could finish speaking, "This must be done officially. Follow the legal procedures, and I will fully cooperate with you. However, you just barged in with your men and vehicle. I can overlook the mistake, but you have to pay for the damage to the lawn."

"Enough! What do you mean? When did I damage your lawn?" General Ross lost his temper and roared.

Xia Yu suddenly appeared in front of General Ross, his finger almost poking the General Ross's face. "Are you blind? Didn't you see all those big potholes over there? They were fine when I woke up this morning. If it wasn't you who damaged them, who else could it be? There's such a wide road, why did you have to come in from the lawn? Don't think I won't sue you just because you're a general. Pay up first."

Xia Yu fired off a barrage of questions, then ran ahead and pointed to the grass he had blasted with his Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk, look at the state of this lawn you've ruined! Why don't you use the grass instead of the path? Is this the quality of your Ministry of Department of Defense soldiers? Is our property illegal? Isn't it protected by the Constitution of the United States of America?"

"You're the one who ruined the lawn, don't try to change the subject. I came here today..." General Ross was already breathing heavily.

Xia Yu interrupted him again, "I broke it myself. We don't have any weapons of mass destruction or excavators here. You're not going to pay for it, are you? Fine, Natasha, call the reporters. I think they'd be very interested in reporting on how the military trespasses on private property and damages citizens' property."

General Ross had never encountered anything like this in his life. What was wrong with this world? Xia Yu's banter completely disrupted his plans and rhythm. Yet, Xia Yu had also firmly grasped his Achilles' heel. From the initial trespassing to the current phone call to the reporter, it was all completely unexpected, but surprisingly effective.

Xia Yu pointed at Hulk and said, "I know why you came, but let's keep things separate. Let's settle this score first. You have the documents and orders; I'll definitely cooperate with you."

General Ross stretched out his right hand and gripped his adjutant's shoulder tightly, his fingers almost digging into his flesh. After a long pause, he finally managed to speak, enunciating each word clearly. "We'll calculate how much money they owe us! We'll pay it!"

Natasha quickly stepped forward to meet the adjutant, visually assessed the extent of the damage to the lawn, and estimated a price.

Xia Yu chimed in, "Natasha, Tony Stark always buys the best of everything. He's just going to pay the highest market price. Don't try to save them money; the military is rolling in money."

General Ross clenched his fists so tightly his nails were almost digging into his flesh. He thought to himself, "If you want money, here you go. We'll see how you protect them once you take your men and leave."

After finally settling the accounts, the adjutant wrote out a check, and Natasha nodded to Xia Yu and General Ross.

General Ross then loosened his fist. "We've already paid for the lawn. Can we talk business now?"

Xia Yu shrugged, made an innocent expression, and said, "I really want to finish our business quickly. We're all busy and don't have time to waste with you. It's true that the lawn has been repaired, but your tanks also damaged the road, so you should pay for that too."

Even Coulson couldn't stand it anymore and felt that was enough, so he advised Xia Yu, "Xia, you're mistaken, the road isn't damaged at all."

Xia Yu laughed, pointed to the road ahead with his left hand, and said, "Look, you said it wasn't broken, but there are already big holes." After saying that, Xia Yu quickly slapped out with his right hand.

"Boom!"

A hole about a meter deep was blasted into the road.

The entire audience was stunned, especially the military personnel. They were the ones who were always unreasonable, and who would dare to be unreasonable with them? Besides, this wasn't just unreasonable; it was outright extortion.

Xia Yu taught the military a good lesson today, showing them what it means to be unreasonable and what it means to lie through one's teeth.