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Chapter 68

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This was the anti-theft badge.

Not to mention the current director of the Avengers, Nick Fury (who was personally promoted by Pierce), who had started the Avengers.

Even Black Widow and Eagle Eye, who had fought side by side with him, could not be trusted.

The captain's expression was solemn,

He asked in a deep voice, "What's your plan?"

"There's no way we can solve this big problem with just the two of us,"

"So..,"

The frivolity in Tony's eyes had completely faded away, replaced by a sharp and serious look.

"We need help. But the problem is- "

The captain suddenly said, "I believe in Banner, Clint, and Natasha."

The two of them looked at each other in silence for a moment,

Tony seemed to finally be touched by the persistence and trust in the captain's eyes,

He turned his head away, avoiding eye contact with the captain.

It was because the captain's eyes were too open, as loyal and upright as a big golden retriever,

Being stared at by this kind of gaze made people feel that there was no place to hide the darkness in their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed of their own dark thoughts.

Tony pursed his lips and compromised, "Okay, I'll contact them."

I'll contact them now. "He glanced at his watch.

"It's ten past four,

Pirs is missing,

He's not at work,

The rest of the Hydra must be alert and will take action,

There's not much time left for us. "

An hour and a half later,

According to the captain's pattern,

Eagle Eye and Black Widow were kidnapped to this club by Tony using the same method, using the reason that there were more people,

It was a vivid and vivid portrayal of an idiot who was drunk and crazy with his friends.

In any case, Iron Man's public image had always been that of a jerk. No one would be surprised if he did such a jerk thing on a whim because he was happy. It would only add to his jerk resume.

Fortunately, Eagle Eye and Black Widow were not out on missions recently, so Tony successfully brought them here (of course, he was inevitably kicked and shot a few times during the process). Dr. Banner, on the other hand, was a little far away, so even if he rushed back, it would be too late.

After learning the whole story, Black Widow and Eagle Eye both realized the seriousness of the matter.

Like Team USA's captain, they asked Tony how he knew that Pirs was missing. Although Black Widow was not as easy to deal with as the captain, the mustached rich man refused to say anything. This matter was indeed not the most important right now, so Black Widow let it be.

Even though she had just been shocked speechless by the shocking news of "S.H.E.L.D. being secretly controlled by Hydra", the experienced Black Widow quickly regained her composure.

"S.H.E.L.D. starts work at eight," she pressed a button on her phone, looked at the time displayed on the lit up screen, and said in a calm voice, "It's a quarter past six, we don't have much time."

"But we don't have a complete plan yet." Clint also frowned. "It's not a good idea to start a fight right away. Also, with Pirs missing, as the top leader of S.H.E.L.D., if we can confirm Frey's identity, it will be of great help to our next operation. "

He looked around, asking for advice. "You guys —"

Tony rolled his eyes. "Do you think he's an idiot that you can see through at a glance, Fatty? Telling you two is already a very risky move. "He glanced at Natasha meaningfully." That scheming bastard, it would be a miracle if we could find out his background. "

Natasha did not mind being doubted by him like this. She had some history with Iron Man (she was sent by Frey to be an undercover agent for a while). She could be considered Frey's confidant, so it was normal for Iron Man to have doubts.

To be honest, she wasn't sure if Frey was innocent or not. Confirming his identity was indeed extremely important. This would determine what they should do next. However, to investigate his identity without alerting Fury was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

Things were in a deadlock.

At this moment, the door of the private room opened without warning. Several Chaoying swiftly and skillfully assumed their offensive stances. Tony even armed himself with a palm cannon within a second. When they looked over vigilantly —

A green-eyed boy about seventeen or eighteen years old with half-length black curly hair and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses stood at the door.

Harry, who had used Phantom Shift and opened the door with Alaho Opening, removed the Muggle Neglect Spell. Under the watchful eyes of the Chaoying, he waved his hand at the door and greeted them shyly, "Hi, I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

Then, he scratched his messy hair helplessly and stammered, "Um, I-I think you might need my help."

— —

After closing the door again, Natasha scanned Harry from head to toe with eyes as sharp as X-rays. Her gaze was sharp and penetrating, making Harry restless. He almost wanted to find a hole to hide in.

Then, she crossed her arms and looked at Iron Man, who let the boy in without hesitation. "So, who is this boy?"

Tony said vaguely, "A child that can be trusted."

"Is he an Avenger Reserve? Did you inform him to come? " Steve frowned in disapproval. His blue eyes looked at Tony with condemnation. "He's still a child. He shouldn't be involved in such a dangerous matter."

Hearing this serious lecture, Tony wanted to roll his eyes again. He snorted coldly in his heart. Kids nowadays are much more capable than you can imagine. This huge problem was discovered by these two 18-year-old kids and handed over to me.

Damn it, he thought again of the little bastard who was obviously only eighteen years old but was unbelievably beautiful and mature.

Harry raised his hand and interrupted timidly, "I can really help."

Steve looked at him and gave him a tolerant smile. The light in his blue eyes was exceptionally gentle. "Kid, I know you want to help, but what we're about to do is more dangerous than you think —"

Although his tone was tolerant and gentle, Harry still felt that he was being looked down upon. He mustered up his courage and protested, "Hey, captain, I'm an excellent wizard who graduated from Hogwarts with all O-grades. Now, I've become a heroic Auror. I'm not a useless kid."

Well, as for the exaggeration in this statement —

Harry didn't get an O in Potions class because the professor didn't like him. After a moment of guilt, he became confident again. That was the professor's problem. Anyway, his strength was indeed an O!

Harry convinced himself and returned to his calm self. The person he was talking to, the captain of Team USA, thought he was hallucinating. Huh? Wizard? Auror? What the hell is this? Isn't a wizard a creature that only appears in children's fairy tales?

Clint was not much better than him. He stared at Harry with his mouth wide open.

Natasha couldn't stand the silly look on their faces and said with disdain, "You've even seen an alien god. He's just a wizard. What's there to be surprised about?"

She turned to the green-eyed boy and gave him a reassuring smile. "I believe you can help, Harry," she said in a gentle tone. "Can I call you Harry?" She then asked, as if she was asking for his permission. "Can I call you Harry?"

Harry was very uncomfortable with the smile of the beautiful female agent. He said, "O-of course."

Seeing the boy's shy expression, Natasha's smile deepened. "Then, Harry, I believe you know the situation we're in now —"

"What kind of help can you provide us?"

At this moment, Suzanne received such an unexpected gift —

She was supposed to be attending a banquet, but now she had to wear a pair of ten-centimeter high heels and a thin dress, squatting among a group of men, women, and children. She almost froze into a dog in the cold night wind of Stuttgart.

She raised her head resentfully to look at the culprit who caused all this.

It was a very handsome man with black hair and green eyes. However, he was dressed very strangely.

He wore a helmet with antlers, a green robe, and a green cape. He also held an exquisite staff inlaid with gems in his hand. He looked like he had just run out of the backstage of a theater.

Of course, Suzanne knew very well that he was not a theater actor. Instead, he was a dangerous person —

She just saw with her own eyes how this guy killed the host of the banquet and even bloody gouged out his eyeballs.

Suzanne glared fiercely at the guy who was spouting nonsense. The main theme of his speech was "You humans are born slaves and should be ruled and enslaved". She wrapped her arms around her chest and hugged herself tightly. At the same time, she secretly rubbed her arms, hoping to retain a little bit of warmth.

At this moment, her legs hurt and she was so cold that she wanted to die. She felt that her beautiful eighteen year old life was going to be buried in this foreign country's square.

She was so sad, but the culprit was enjoying the joy of being superior to others! If it wasn't for the fact that she still had a trace of rationality, she really wanted to rush up and teach that guy a lesson.

Suzanne: … To be honest, very serious. I'm not joking, I'm not boasting. If it wasn't for the fact that she wanted to keep her little secret, she would have rushed up with this pair of high heels and used the ten-centimeter sharp heels to smash his dog head!

"Then let's go up and beat him up, Suzie." Just as Suzanne was thinking about this, a loli voice with a bit of eagerness suddenly spoke in her mind.

Suzanne was not surprised by the voice that suddenly rang in her mind. She just rolled her eyes in her heart and flatly refused: "No."

"Why? You are so sad because of him. "The loli voice instantly became aggrieved.

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