Outside the Capitol Building, the reporters grew excited.
Needle against wheat awn, a bandit meeting a rogue.
The atmosphere at the scene could explode without even a spark. This was a major story rarely seen in years!
"Slander?"
Before the cameras, Ivan Vanko stroked his chin and considered it carefully for a moment, then said with a serious expression, "As I recall, that word in English means distorting facts to damage someone else's social reputation. Telling the truth and exposing facts does not fall under that definition."
"Or has America no longer allowed anyone to tell the truth?"
"Ivan, how could you comment on another country in front of so many people?" Chekov reprimanded him with a stern face. "I believe America must be a tolerant nation. After all, the Stars and Stripes protect those who burn it!"
Praise on the surface, mockery underneath. It was blatant sarcasm.
All the reporters fell silent. Even the sound of shutters clicking became much sparser.
If it had been someone else or some other matter, they would have wanted the atmosphere to get as heated as possible.
If Chekov had exposed a weakness, they would have reported it everywhere.
But faced with the current situation, the veteran reporters all chose to ignore it. Even if the younger reporters eagerly recorded it, it was useless, because no editor-in-chief or station director would ever allow those words to be broadcast.
"Fine, I'm willing to believe America is a country that can tolerate others telling the truth." Ivan Vanko spread his hands and continued directing his fire at Tony Stark. "I don't need to know the price of slandering your father, because I did not slander him."
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