Marvel turns into Iron Man

Chapter 717 715 meeting

Strictly speaking, although the atmosphere of the dinner was not as good as imagined, at least the atmosphere in the restaurant was created to be quite joyful.

The owner of the restaurant is a full-fledged Mexican-American, and he also has a cheerful Mexican personality in his gestures.

The selling point of this flavor restaurant seems to be authentic Mexico, folk customs, guitar music, and enthusiastic Mexicans.

A variety of Mexican-inspired meals with a strong chili flavor do seem to appeal to Dr. Olivia.

Perhaps because of the Extremis virus on her body, tasting food has become one of her few pleasures.

The taste of the food, the tune of the guitar, the enthusiastic shop assistants, immersed in the joyful atmosphere, the happy time will always pass quickly.

Peter took Dr. Olivia and left the Mexican restaurant just before the closing time.

She was separated from her work status and didn't seem to have any idea of ​​dignity, she was just enjoying her leisure time.

This is why Dr. Olivia, who is usually serious, will behave like a fool without a brain at this time.

Well, maybe it’s a bit of a destructive thing to say, but that’s how it happened, and Peter was helpless.

"I think... I'd better send you back..."

Although I know that my mentor Olivia doesn't need my own help.

But Peter still showed his gentlemanly spirit and put forward a seemingly feasible suggestion.

"I'm not confused enough to need you to send me back, cutie."

Olivia took the initiative to push away Peter who was holding her up, and walked beside him with a somewhat unsteady figure.

She is not drunk, she will never be drunk, but she is a little too intoxicated in such a peaceful daily life.

"Okay, go back by yourself, sister, I'm going to find a bar to have fun."

Saying that, Olivia stretched out her hand and hooked Peter's neck, and said softly against his ear.

"Or—are you going to go to the bar with me and find a little girl to play with?"

The distance between the two was very close, and Peter felt a feminine breath on his cheek.

Although he was no longer the innocent little virgin he used to be, it still made him blush and heartbeat.

Therefore, the problem is already obvious, either go back alone, or go to the bar with your mentor.

Among the two questions, Peter thought for a while, and then gave his own answer——

"I'll just...not go, have fun, Doctor...."

He simply gave his answer bluntly, saying that he had no intention of going to a bar to pick up a girl.

Similarly, he wouldn't worry that Dr. Olivia would be picked up by herself in a bar because she was drunk.

Not to mention that it is impossible for her to get drunk, let alone how complete the weapons and equipment are on her body.

Peter's emotional intelligence is not low, he can naturally hear what Dr. Olivia's voice-over is.

The so-called bar was just an excuse, she just wanted to let herself go and give her a private space.

It is true that in the bottom of my heart, I do have the idea of ​​falling in love with my young, beautiful, wealthy and wealthy female mentor.

But the other party has already rejected it like this, that is to say, I should stop here too.

Well, since the other party refused, there was no point in continuing to stalk him.

How do you say about love... more or less it's fate, you can't force it.

"Then...I'll go back first, Doctor, tomorrow...I'll go to your place tomorrow."

"Good night, Peter—have sweet dreams."

Hearing this sentence, he just nodded slightly, and after saying goodbye to his mentor, he stopped a taxi.

It's a pity that Peter Parker didn't know that the parting this time was one that he almost regretted.

Dr. Olivia stood where she was, quietly watching Peter's taxi gradually leave.

She looked around, and her eyes fell on a bar not far from the corner of the street, which was already open at the intersection.

"Juniper berries, blackberry juice, sparkling water—the rest is your tip."

The bartender looked at the woman who appeared outside the bar in surprise, with a blank expression on his face.

He had never heard of such a weird configuration, and rarely encountered such a guest.

But for the sake of the fifty-dollar bill, he only thought it was a rich man's eccentricity.

Dr. Olivia was leaning on the bar counter of the bar, looking in the direction outside the door, with a thoughtful look on her face.

When she came out of the Mexican restaurant, she faintly felt some weird sights.

Even with Peter Parker's keen attention, he couldn't notice it, which meant that his gaze was directed towards him.

This is also the reason why Dr. Olivia sent Peter away. This matter may have nothing to do with Peter.

It probably confirmed her thoughts. About 2 minutes later, a Lincoln car stopped at the entrance of the bar.

From the front and co-drivers of the Lincoln came down two big men in black suits and sunglasses with swollen faces.

It seems that the dangerous atmosphere of "I am a mafia" is conveyed to all directions all the time.

Ever since New York was completely reduced to Miss Stark's backyard, organizations like the Mafia have kept a low profile.

A group of commercial and industrial groups headed by Stark Industries are very concerned about the situation of the unemployed in New York.

After all, one of Norman Osborn's campaign promises was that business must be held accountable.

After Osborne entered the White House, the first thing he started was to find a way to solve the unemployment rate and crime rate.

Thanks to the companies behind him led by Stark Industries, as well as Norman's own think tank.

At least, in this matter, what he gained was not only word of mouth and opinion polls.

"We must promote the reemployment of laid-off workers, so that everyone has a job and money."

"We have to find a way to solve the problems of the poor in order to maximize the economic vitality."

Large corporations offered jobs to the unemployed, taking them off the dole.

Strictly speaking, such a decree is actually slightly biased towards the path of a certain big country in the East, but it is not wrong.

Although not everyone has illusions about this matter, the city's crime rate has indeed dropped as a result.

The company paid a part of the money, but on the other hand, in return, the US economy rose by several points.

Based on all the results, this kind of behavior is correct, and it deserves the support and practice of a large number of films.

But the most important thing is the decline in crime rates in those cities, especially in New York, the crime city.

In the process of addressing unemployment and crime rates, the Osborne government had a positive impact on New York.

There are fewer and fewer people who are not working and idle. In other words, the crime rate has also dropped.

Under such a general situation, what can the mafia in New York do——

The underground mafia organization in New York has been completely merged into one by Wilson Fisk.

As a partner of Disaster Management and Control, Wilson Fisk has a good understanding of the environment.

Before leaving Earth, Miss Stark had a conversation with this partner.

She just made an analysis of the current situation in New York and pointed out some things.

Since then, Wilson Fisk has started to merge and integrate New York's underground black forces.

Of course, as long as anyone with a discerning eye can see it, it is impossible that there is no shadow of Miss Stark behind this.

For example, someone once witnessed Brock Langmlow appearing in the building of Fisker Financial International Group.

Who is Brock Rumlow, when S.H.I.E.L.D. was still there, he was the leader of the Rapid Response Force of the New York branch.

There is no shadow of Miss Stark behind this, no shadow of S.H.I.E.L.D., that is impossible.

Under such circumstances, the Mafia in New York became more and more low-key under the management of Wilson Fisk.

"Dr. Octavius, our boss asked us to come over, please come over."

In the bar, Dr. Olivia looked at the two burly men who came to her, without a trace of emotion on her face.

Interesting, very interesting, when exactly did I become entangled with the New York Mafia?

Especially at such a time, after all, a far-reaching experiment was just completed yesterday.

Although the mafia has kept a low profile recently, according to common sense, no one would want to get involved with them.

After the two burly men broke into the bar aggressively, the few drinkers in the bar immediately ran away.

Well, I don't blame them for being wise and safe. After all, not everyone would want to get involved.

"It's you who have been following me, so please tell me, who is your boss?"

She slowly picked up the wine glass and drank the sour liqueur in one gulp, with some meaningful eyes in her eyes.

"You'll know it when you see him, please don't make it difficult for us, Doctor."

The white man standing on her left had a solemn expression on his face, as if he didn't want to get too entangled.

"Why, if I don't want to go there, are you still going to use force on me?"

Facing the threat, Dr. Olivia didn't seem to be afraid, and of course, she couldn't possibly be.

"The order we received is to invite you to come over, and I hope you can cooperate. As for our boss——"

The one who spoke was obviously a little embarrassed, as if he had never thought that this lady would be so uncooperative.

According to common sense, these mafia members will take special measures when they encounter people who do not cooperate.

But when he thought about the personal identity files that the boss had shown them before coming here, he didn't dare to act recklessly.

"We are Mr. Wilson Fisk's bodyguard team, and he invited you over."

No matter what the boss said, his own life was more important, and he could only compromise on balance.

"Oh, Wilson Fisk, how could he find me, could it be..."

Olivia, who has rich social experience, can tell that the two people in front of her are not here to find fault.

They seemed to be doing exactly what they said they were, just coming over to ask themselves to talk in detail.

As for Wilson Fisk, he was no stranger to Dr. Olivia.

Wilson Fisk, the boss of Fisk Financial International Group, has assets of hundreds of billions.

But on the other hand, he is the leader of the black forces in the New York underground.

Some people say that he is the underground emperor of New York, perhaps, this is indeed an exaggeration.

It wasn't until he really unified the black forces in New York that this statement came true.

If it is said that Miss Stark, who controls Stark Industries and other enterprises, is the controller of this city.

That person, Wilson Fisk, is the underground black force controller of the city she chose.

From the very beginning, the disaster management and control company was jointly established by Miss Stark and Wilson Fisk.

Today, the DODC Disaster Management and Control Company has become an indispensable blood-making machine for Miss Stark.

Then, as one of the shareholders and the second largest shareholder, Wilson Fisk is naturally inseparable.

The underground emperor of the black forces in New York was also bound to Miss Stark's ship.

It can be regarded as a person who knows everything, so what is his purpose in finding himself?

No matter how she thought about it, Dr. Olivia couldn't figure it out, and at the same time, she didn't quite understand it.

She really couldn't figure out what kind of relationship existed between herself and Wilson Fisk.

No matter what the relationship is, it's better to just go and have a look.

Thinking of this, Dr. Olivia nodded and left the bar slowly.

At the door of the bar was the luxury black Lincoln sedan they drove when they came.

Dr. Olivia opened the car door very familiarly, and sat straight in.

The two bodyguards sent by Wilson Fisk looked at her behavior and looked at each other.

"This, I have never seen such a straightforward—"

"What are you talking about, hurry up and leave, the boss is still waiting."

The two bodyguards nodded to each other after a brief exchange, then walked towards the car.

Soon, the black Lincoln drove away from the street and drove towards Manhattan.

It was only at this time that Olivia was sure in her heart that the two of them hadn't lied to her.

There were several small-scale traffic jams on the road, and it took about half an hour to arrive at the destination, the Fisk Building.

And this trip officially came to an end when Dr. Olivia saw Jin Bing's huge body.

"Welcome, Dr. Olivia, I have been waiting for you for a long time—"

He was wearing a specially tailored black suit, but he was holding a silver civilized stick tightly in his hand.

The huge mountain-like monster that far surpassed the normal physique of ordinary people spoke slowly in front of her.

PS:

Restored and updated. The previous chapters have been trimmed to the volume of Galactus. If you are interested, you can refresh and re-browse. From the perspective of appearance, it is better than the one from afar.