Tony Attacked

"Mr. Zhan, hello. I'm Coulson's niece. My name is Sharon Carter."

Not bad. Her Chinese still wasn't very fluent, but she had no trouble with everyday conversation. She had probably undergone several months of training.

"Very good. Come in. From now on, you can call me Master, though you're only a probationary disciple for now. You'll qualify to officially become my disciple only after mastering the basics within three months."

Zhan Liu brought Sharon Carter inside and first led her to the main hall. Before the Ancestral Tablet, he introduced her to the sect's rules. After confirming that she was willing to abide by them, he had her pay respects to the ancestor, officially making her a probationary disciple.

Next came the transmission of Ultimate Limit Qigong. However, seeing how restless Peter looked, he simply handed the task over to Peter.

After all, he was the Second Apprentice-Brother of the sect, and he had a duty to guide his junior disciples in their studies.

Moreover, the process of teaching was itself a process of organizing and digesting what one had learned. Questions from others often helped one discover gaps in one's own grasp of the knowledge, which was beneficial to cultivation.

Peter was at the age when boys were smitten with pretty girls, so of course he was delighted to show off in front of his junior sister.

He had originally been secretly in love with his classmate Gwen, the top female student in their year. But Gwen's actions before had left him deeply hurt, and having a junior sister help him ease the pain of failing in love wasn't a bad thing.

As for the fact that this junior sister was a few years older than him, what problem was that?

As the saying went: "A woman three years older gives you a gold brick; thirty years older gives you a kingdom; three thousand years older grants you a place among the immortals."

Although Peter didn't understand such profound principles, he did know that age wasn't a problem when it came to love.

Zhan Liu watched Peter prance around and make a fool of himself in front of the female agent without the slightest intention of warning him.

Things like this were a matter of mutual willingness. Others might simp until they ended up with nothing, but as a future superhero, Peter might just end up with everything.

Besides, he wasn't certain whether the female agent's objective was infiltration or seduction. It was just right to let Peter test the waters first.

If the female agent's goal was seduction, then Peter certainly wouldn't be the target. Nick Fury could fool a greenhorn like Peter in just a few words; there was no need to waste an elite female agent on him.

So if she was infiltrating, so be it. He could treat her as an ordinary disciple.

But if it was seduction... Heh, Zhan Liu was such a kindhearted person. How could he bear to let her fail her mission?

"Achoo!" Tony rubbed his nose. "The climate in this desert is so dry. It's really uncomfortable."

The soldiers riding with him stared strangely at the ice bucket and wine bottles sitting in front of him, as well as the whiskey with ice in his hand.

At that moment, the convoy was traveling along a desert highway in Afghanistan. Dust kicked up along the way smacked against the vehicle windows with a rapid crackle.

As far as the eye could see on both sides of the road, the land was utterly deserted. Occasionally, they encountered scattered shepherds beside the convoy, herding sparse flocks of sheep in search of withered grass to fill their bellies.

The armored vehicle Tony was riding in was in the middle, with fully armed armored vehicles ahead and behind providing security for the convoy.

Everyone knew exactly who they were protecting.

Billionaires had quite an imposing presence, especially when they sat in an armored vehicle listening to loud music and drinking iced liquor.

They didn't need to say a word. The difference in status naturally made every soldier feel it.

Tony didn't like such an awkward silence. After the soldier on the left, seated far from him, had stolen a glance at him for the umpteenth time, Tony took the initiative to tease him:

"Why does it feel like you're taking me to a military tribunal? This won't do. What did I do wrong?"

"Don't tell me your commanding officer plans to shoot me the moment we stop, so he won't let you leak the information to me?"

"Hey, buddy, I'm talking to you." He addressed the soldier who had glanced at him repeatedly.

"We're allowed to talk to you, sir." The soldier had no choice but to answer, though he was visibly nervous.

"I see. You're the ones who don't want to talk to me." Tony rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses and turned to look out the window.

"No, you scared them." The female driver in front spoke up to smooth things over.

"Oh my God, it's a woman." Tony was startled, but he immediately apologized with great gentlemanly composure. "Sorry, I shouldn't have put it that way. But aren't all of you supposed to be soldiers? I thought you were a soldier."

"I'm a pilot." The female driver glanced back and added an explanation.

"Oh, you've got quite a figure. I can't help staring at you." Tony began flirting again. "Is it normal for me to be like this?"

This time, everyone in the vehicle burst out laughing.

Sure enough, a few lowbrow dirty jokes could bring strangers closer together.

The copilot in the front row also boldly turned around and asked, "Sir, I'd like to ask you something."

"Go ahead."

"I heard you've slept with all twelve of the cover girls from Penthouse, is that true?"

Tony took a sip of his drink, removed his sunglasses, and smiled smugly.

"That's a good question. You're partly right. The March cover girl had a scheduling conflict with me, but fortunately, the December cover girl was one of a pair of twins."

"Also, a while ago, I called all thirteen of them back and had a fourteen-person party."

Everyone burst out laughing. "One against thirteen?"

They gave Tony's physique a strange look. Although Tony had made astonishingly rapid progress in Current Drive, his progress was accelerated by technology and had been too fast. Qigong had yet to finish transforming his body, so he wasn't particularly muscular.

"Hey, what's with that look? I'm telling you, I took all thirteen of them down single-handedly."

"Yeah, you're amazing." The others laughed perfunctorily, clearly unconvinced.

"I know you won't believe me. In fact, a month ago, I wouldn't have believed anyone could do it either. I certainly couldn't have done it myself. But the me of today can take on thirteen at once without any problem."

Tony set down his glass and was about to give Ultimate Limit Sect another live advertisement when the armored vehicle ahead suddenly exploded with a boom and was sent flying.

The female driver hurriedly slammed on the brakes and prepared to fight back, but it was already too late. Tony felt his entire body jolt, and he was flung into the air along with the vehicle.

However, he was often tossed around by Zhan Liu and had long since grown accustomed to it. He even had enough strength to reach out and grab the female driver, who was tumbling through the air.

As for the other two male soldiers, all he could say was that he was sorry. He had only two hands: one was just enough to hold her around the waist, and the other to carry her by the legs. He simply had no spare hand to pull anyone else along.

As the armored vehicle rolled several times across the ground, after Tony and the female driver had several intimate collisions, it finally came to a stop.