S.P.E.A.R.?
Coulson was a little puzzled.
What were they coming here for?
"This is a newly established organization in East Country. Aside from being solely responsible for all kinds of supercriminal cases within East Country's borders, its nature is basically the same as ours.
The current director of S.P.E.A.R. is Zheng Xian. He called me this afternoon and said he wanted to assign two members to our bureau for mutual exchange and to learn from our experience.
It's not very convenient for me to refuse. In short, I'm handing the two of them over to you."
"Director, what are their names?"
"One is called Li Ang. They say he's an exorcist. The other is called Da Wenxi. He calls himself an inventor.
S.P.E.A.R.'s director Zheng Xian said these two are rather special.
Here. These are their photos. They look very distinctive. You'll know them when you see them."
Taking the photos, Coulson frowned, feeling that this matter was not so simple.
He nodded silently and accepted the task.
Finally, the two of them discussed for a while the impact caused by the battle between Tony Stark and Obadiah.
Nick Fury ultimately decided to go in person and convince Tony to hide his identity, making sure to reduce the impact of this incident to the minimum.
He patted Coulson on the shoulder, leaving behind a confident smile.
As expected of the director. He was so sure of himself!
Coulson looked utterly impressed.
Stark Industries Building.
Early the next morning, Deadpool and Constantine arrived here.
"Tony, last night, you were so cool! That gold-and-red paint job perfectly inherited my flavor!"
Deadpool tilted his face up, looking smug.
Tony's mouth twitched speechlessly.
What did he mean, his flavor? And inherited?
Don't flatter yourself, Wade!
"Haha, Tony, ignore this dumbass. Hurry up and