I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

The sunshine in California is always so bright.

September 20th, a sparse and ordinary day.

However, it was a very big day for Tony Stark...

"Test for palladium content."

Pressing the blood meter with his thumb, Stark put his thumb into his mouth.

Then, sitting at the laboratory table, he heard a very familiar mechanical voice, which brought him the good news:

"Blood toxicity, 0%."

"Congratulations, sir, all the palladium toxins in your body have been removed."

Hearing this sentence, Stark applauded himself with a face:

"Hey! Jarvis, that's what I want to hear!"

"Sir, please allow me to remind you that your meeting with the Director of SHIELD will start in half an hour. If you start now, you may be able to make it in time."

"Jarvis, you really don't understand the style... Can't you let me enjoy the joy of good news for another five seconds?" Although he was complaining, Stark still moved his butt and left own laboratory.

The first advisory meeting with a one-eyed guy, he didn't really want to be late...

Putting on a casual outfit and sunglasses, Stark drove his white Lamborghini and sped away toward Sunset Boulevard.

About 29 minutes and 48 seconds later, Stark again came to the place where he met Fury a week ago - a warehouse.

"Mr. Stark, the director is waiting for you inside."

Nodding with the two black suits guarding the door, Stark took off his sunglasses and walked into the warehouse.

Upon entering, Stark found that the interior decoration of the warehouse was exactly the same as it was a week ago.

There is still a table and two chairs in the center, and Fury is sitting on the chair with his arms folded, watching him quietly.

Seeing Fury, Stark couldn't hold back the poisonous tongue in his heart:

"We can't find a better place, such as a restaurant or a bar. We have to talk about the big things of protecting world peace in a place where there is no atmosphere at all..."

In the face of Stark's complaints, Fury's face did not change at all, he just said in a calm tone: "If you want, we can negotiate at your home."

Stark, who just sat down, didn't even think about it, and directly rejected the proposal: "Don't even think about it!"

Fury shrugged, spread his hands, and said, "In that case, let's start!"

As soon as the words fell, Fury pushed a document on the desktop to Stark, and said without hesitation: "Since you have become a consultant of S.H.I.E.L.D., you should know that I will The plan you proposed, so far, is just an idea and has not been approved by the superior. So, I need you to keep it secret."

"I know, the secret super boy group... Who are your candidates?" He replied perfunctorily, and Stark copied the document with "The Avengers Project" on the cover and began to read it.

Turning to the first page, he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the photo posted on the document.

Looking up at Fury, Stark looked puzzled: "Are you kidding?"

"Although I have great admiration for her ability to disguise, but, a woman?"

I saw the woman in the photo, it was Natasha with red hair!

Stark is a somewhat macho man.

This is largely due to his upbringing and lifestyle. However, he is not someone who disrespects women.

It's just that he felt that it was not appropriate for a woman to join such a dangerous plan.

However, Fury just replied lightly to his doubts: "Keep watching."

"Natasha Romanoff,

Codenamed "Black Widow", the ability is infiltration, torture, intelligence acquisition, etc., role positioning: spy..."

Seeing this, Stark probably understood what Fury meant and what it was.

At this time, Fury took out a tablet, pressed it a few times, and the virtual projection screen on the side began to play the image.

When Stark saw the content of the image clearly, he couldn't help raising his brows and muttered in a low voice, "Well...interesting."

This is a surveillance video copied from Hammer Industries.

The above clearly records the whole process of Natasha's single-handed entry into Hammer Industries on the night of the fair battle!

After watching the entire video, Fury pulled out a smile and asked, "Do you have any questions?"

Stark didn't answer, but shrugged and turned to the next page of the document.

The photo on the second page shows a somewhat unfamiliar man with short hair.

Stark shifted his attention to the "Assessment Report" column, which read:

"Clint Barton, codenamed "Hawkeye", has the ability to shoot, sneak, and assault, team positioning: support..."

After reading the report, Stark turned his eyes to Fury on the opposite side and raised his eyebrows.

Framing understood, pressed twice on the tablet, and the virtual projection screen on the side began to play the battle video of Hawkeye's mission.

Looking at each enemy, like a target, they were shot to the ground by arrows that came and went, and Stark couldn't help but light up and praised:

"Ha, Legolas!"

After speaking, the conversation changed: "However, on the battlefield, his arrows should not be enough..."

Fury glanced at him speechlessly, thinking in his heart: This guy really talks a lot.

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As soon as the photo of the third candidate came out, a hint of surprise flashed in Stark's eyes.

"Leon Coulson, codenamed "Scavenger", has the abilities of archery, fighting, hacking, etc., role positioning: unknown..."

At this time, on the virtual projection screen, Leon's personal battle image began to play.

It can be seen that the youngest Leon is the strongest among the three!

"Unknown? What does this mean?"

Fury did not answer him directly, but explained in a gentle tone:

"This is just a preliminary shortlist."

"In my vision, everyone who joins the team has his position..."

While Fury was talking, Stark suddenly interrupted him:

"This Leon is a superhuman, right?"

Fury paused slightly and asked, "Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Let's not talk about how amazing his physical fitness and reaction are, just his archery posture, which is exactly the same as that of Clint just now!"

"If he is not injected with some super soldier potion and has such comprehensive combat skills, it is that he has an ability to imitate or copy other people's movements."

While speaking, Stark's expression gradually became solemn.

I saw him spread his hands, and his tone was slightly deep: "This is a crazy world, and I am more inclined to the latter."

"What's more, if you are as smart as you, you will definitely not find two people with the same ability to join the team..."