Vol 15 Chapter 68 Looking for He Shenyan (2 in 1)

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After a long silence, Tony threw his sunglasses on the table. The slightly dull voice made Strange look up, and the first thing that caught his eye was Tony’s complicated eyes.

His voice became hoarse inexplicably: “…Who did it?”

This sentence seems to be the lead for detonating a bomb, which ignited the emotions of everyone. At that moment, Banner seemed to have changed back to the appearance of Hulk, and his hideous expression made it impossible to look directly at him. He gritted his teeth and took several deep breaths to restrain himself from the urge to smash the conference table with one punch.

The smile on Rhodes’ face disappeared, and he sat up straight with no expression on his face, as if he had returned to his pre-retirement identity.

Natasha and Clinton immediately frowned. The two were seasoned agents, and their emotions were indistinguishable. But their eyes are enough to say a lot.

Even Bucky, who didn’t respond to everything, couldn’t help clenching his fists.

“Yes, Strange,” Banner asked breathlessly. “Who did it?”

Facing everyone’s eyes, Strange said painfully, “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?!” Tony asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, **** it! I don’t know! I-don’t-know-know!”

Grinning his teeth, Strange roared these words. He was rarely so gaffe, but he was human after all. It is a hopeless luxury to expect humans to remain calm all the time.

As if suffocating, he tugged at his tie so that he could breathe. Strange even blushed, blood rose, and he couldn’t help but slammed his fist on the conference table: “I can’t find the murderer! I don’t even know where his body is, **** it! Damn !Oh shit!”

He cursed several times in a row before stopping, and the palm of his right hand was already high and swollen. Strange raised his hand and waved it in the air tremblingly: “I can’t find it! No matter whether it is searching or locating, there is no trace of him, even if he asks Sithone for help, he, He says……”

Natasha stood up without a word.

She came to Strange, put her hand on his arm, looked at him with concern, and said softly, “Don’t get excited, okay? It’s not your fault, Strange. We all know He Yi Every time he creates a new spell, he will experiment with himself, and he is likely to invent some kind of anti-tracking spell.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, calm down.” She reassured Strange, patting his arm lightly. “You have to calm down.”

Tony pursed his lips and sat in his chair with a very ugly expression. He stared blankly at the ground, as if he was in a daze, but he was stroking the temples of the sunglasses in his hand, again and again, as if there was no end. Finally, he stood up.

“Where are you going?” Rhodes asked.

“Get someone to help.”

Tony answered without hesitation: “There are so many gods, demons, or other things in this world. There is always one of them who knows whether he is alive or dead now, and where is he?”

“I’ll find them—” He turned and stopped in front of the conference hall door. “—Listen, folks, I don’t know what you all think. But personally, if He really dies…”

He twisted his neck slightly, blinked constantly, and his expression was ugly as if he had swallowed a whole fish: “…I can’t stand him being alone in what **** and other places. Yeah. Just thinking about that picture is enough to make me sick.”

Tony clutched his stomach, leaned against the door, paused for a moment, then continued, “He’s saved all of us so many times, even the world so many times, this is not the end he deserves. I…I… ..”

He didn’t finish speaking, just put on his sunglasses, turned around and left. He didn’t close the door, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor.

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No one has actually pronounced him dead until the dust settles.

In the Shenspear Bureau computer merged with the remaining S.H.I.E.L.D., the Avengers file about He Shenyan was changed, and the status column was rewritten as missing.

However, in just one day, the news about him was spread to many people’s ears. Even tracking down a group of people in South America

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The dealer’s Frank both called Tony from the local number.

His tone was not very gentle, and his words were not very polite. It could even be said to be the exact opposite. In the midst of his swearing words, in the background of the gunshots, Tony heard Frank speak.

“Listen, Tony Stark. I’ve always disliked you, but you’ve changed my mind lately. But you’re still a bit **** stupid, why would you die? Please! You’re smarter than us, move you brain!”

Frank hated the iron and cursed angrily: “Don’t you call yourself the smartest person in the world? Use your **** brain! Damn it!”

Tony, who was scolded inexplicably, had no intention of scolding him back, and it was rare for Frank to be so angry. He has always been an ice-cube, let alone emotional, Tony once saw him being stabbed in the knee with a knife and gouged out even without changing his face.

— More importantly, he was hosting a special guest. A guest who claimed to have met He Shenyan.

Black Panther, T’Challa.

He was sitting in Tony’s office, sitting relaxed.

Tony looked at him with a complicated expression – Jarvis had warned him more than thirteen times since the moment T’Challa walked into his office. Including but not limited to detection of mechanical creatures disguised as human beings, high energy reactions, your life may be in danger, etc. A series of different alerts.

“What have you done to yourself, T’Challa?” Tony asked.

T’Challa waved his hands sullenly: “This is not what we are going to discuss today, Tony. What I did to myself has nothing to do with where I am now. If you really want to know, I can only tell you one. thing.”

His face began to “molt,” and the nanomachines that made up his lifelike bionic face began to fade away like a tide, as did his suit.

The flesh flipped over, revealing the mechanical structure underneath. In the end, a man in a black panther uniform with a steel face took his place and sat on the spot.

Even the sound has become synthetic.

“That’s it, Tony,” T’Challa said. “Anyway, I’m just here to tell you that I met He two days ago.”

“At that time, he was fighting some terrifying enemies. I don’t know what they were, but they didn’t look too different from the gods in the impression.”

Even when turned into a machine, T’Challa still sounded humorous: “Halfway, he told me to leave to deal with the little monsters that were born from the “excessive magic” all over Africa…he said, Although I still don’t understand what excess mana is. ”

“But when it was all over, I saw a flash of white light from Wakanda’s surveillance.”

Tony raised his hand and pressed a few times on his desk. With a light beep, Strange walked out of the portal that suddenly opened. His beard, which was carefully trimmed and groomed in the past, was now messy, as was his hair, and his eyes were bloodshot. No doubt, he worked overtime with the time gem again.

Tony didn’t say anything at all – he himself did the same, he kept spinning, and even for some specious traces, he gave up his promise to promise his daughter to go to the amusement park.

He made a gesture, took his coffee and stepped aside, letting T’Challa explain to Strange himself. Standing by the window, he sipped his espresso in small sips. The heavy bitterness exploded on his tongue, which brought him some relief.

“Come on, Tony.”

Strange called to him from behind, and Tony turned to see a new portal appear in his office. Without speaking, he put down the coffee cup and walked in together.

Behind the door is a vast wasteland, Jarvis said in his earphones: “A large amount of energy response has been detected, sir, I’m afraid you need to put on your battle armor. These energy have a lot of radiation that is harmful to the human body.”

Tony patted his chest according to his words, and the nano armor was dressed in just one second. Strange looked up at the sky, and the residual complex magical aura made him frown.

The breath left here is too complicated, and he can distinguish between Cytorak’s and the beholder Shuma-Gorath. There is also a specious angelic breath. Of course, He Shenyan’s own magic power is also indispensable.

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leave traces.

Strange raised his hand, and several circles filled with intricate patterns appeared in the air. The exhausted Supreme Mage raised his trembling hands, and the magic circle began to slowly dissipate, turning into a blue magic light in the air to outline a few weird characters, and then quickly disappeared.

Tony and T’Challa watched him cast spells, but they couldn’t help, they could only wait for a result.

A few minutes later, Strange lowered his head: “…There are traces of teleportation spells here.”

“Who used it?” Tony asked the crucial question sharply.

Although he doesn’t know much about magic, in his view, tracking down this kind of thing is similar to tracking down the IP addresses of those who scold him on the Internet – the key is always to find the root cause.

“It’s him.”

Strange smiled wearily: “Wait a minute, I’m going to track down the past, this process will take several hours. He always habitually adds an anti-detection after using the spell, although I It can be resolved, but it will take a while.”

“Then, I guess, it’s none of my business.”

T’Challa said and nodded to Tony: “If you need anything, you can find me over there.”

He pointed to the wasteland not far away, where a blue barrier suddenly appeared in the empty space. Obviously, behind it is Wakanda.

“Although no one in the country needs food, I still keep a lot of farmland and animals.”

T’Challa turned and walked over there, the synth voice filled with something inaudible: “…so, if you need food, contact me. All I can do is There’s only so much. Plus, if it really needs to be a funeral.”

“I’ll let you know.” Tony nodded at him. “Don’t worry, T’Challa.”

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Sol wears a pair of headphones and shakes his head listening to some of the most powerful Aliens songs in it—it has to be said that despite the differences in ethnicity and aesthetics, you can always find some similar tastes. Like this song he’s listening to.

The title of the song is literally translated as “I want to stab you to death and then marry you”. It comes from a band called Beating the Sea with a Stick. The names are very strange, and Sol can’t understand the lyrics, but the melody is not bad enough. It’s cool, the rhythm is high enough, and he’s very happy to hear it.

He shook his long hair, nodded, and stomped the ground with his feet. This look naturally makes people feel noisy, Star-Lord gave him an angry look, and threw a handle over: “Don’t listen!”

“What are you doing?” Sol instantly reached out and grabbed the handle, took off the earphones, but was not angry, still smiling.

Loud notes and strong drums and something resembling a moan came from the headphones.

Star-Lord frowned in pain—he didn’t understand Thor’s taste in music, too bad, too bad. What’s so good about those heavy metal songs? Might as well listen to a lyrical one.

Just by looking at his expression, Sol knew what he wanted to say.

Thor took a rare serious look. “Listen, Peter. Everyone has different tastes, and heavy metal and most of rock and roll are fine with me, okay? I have a pass for them in my head, just hear it. will let them into my memory.”

“You know? That’s what I like. I don’t understand the lyrics, but I don’t want to. As long as it sounds good enough, I like it.”

“And those slow songs you listen to, I don’t like it, but I don’t know what to say. So if you make any more comments about my musical taste, I’ll put you in the middle of the night for sneaking junk food. Tell Gamora.”

Star-Lord’s eyes widened: “How do you know—no, no, I didn’t eat it!”

“Oh, that’s what I ate that wasn’t in the fridge?”

The two soon quarreled, and such quarrels occurred many times a day. They are used to it and enjoy it. As for Gamora, she had no interest in engaging in such senseless behavior with these two boyish guys.

This lady is in the center of the spaceship, a small plant specially reserved for Groot

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Reading a book in the garden, sitting on the grass, I feel very comfortable. Until He Shenyan arrived.

“Hello, ma’am.”

He approached Gamora silently, and the greeting was so sudden that she almost jumped off the ground, her right hand instinctively grabbing the knife at her waist.

“…Wow, there’s no need to use a knife, right?” He Shenyan raised an eyebrow. “I just wanted to say hello to you.”

Gamora stood up and bit her lip, somewhat wanting to be angry but not daring to be angry: “…you scared me.”

“Then I apologize.”

The mage shrugged: “Besides, I’m afraid what I’m going to say next will shock you—cough, do you want to meet your father?”

Gamora’s heart missed two beats.

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