"Hello, Mr. Stark. I'm... uh..."
The moment S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Coulson stepped through the door, Deathstroke's greatsword was at his throat.
To be honest, as one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top agents,
Coulson was quite capable. He was proficient in professional skills like disarming someone barehanded or taking away a gun.
But this alloy greatsword was nearly two meters long.
Coulson merely raised his hand slightly before giving up. Deathstroke held that sword far too steadily, and he did not dare take the risk.
If the man's hand so much as trembled, Coulson's head would go flying. He had heard long ago that Tony Stark had escaped from the Middle East
and encountered several formidable people. It seemed the rumors were true.
"Do I know you?" Tony walked over and removed the goggles from his face. He had just made some progress with his research.
"Uh, it's like this. Miss Potts asked me to come take a look. She said you haven't shown yourself or left the house lately, and she's very worried about you. Also..."
Coulson took out an ID from his pocket. "I'm the FBI agent assigned to your missing-person case. I need to ask you a few questions!"
"No need. Get out."
Tony shouted without the slightest politeness, issuing a warning as well. Although he did not know what Miao Mu and the others were planning,
this so-called FBI detective was obviously fake. He seemed to be from that intelligence agency with the ridiculously long name.
But Tony did not want to deal with any of that. Right now, he only wanted to finish his armor. Only then would he have the confidence to speak up,
and the ability to protect himself and others.
Miao Mu sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and looked toward Batman sitting beside him.