The juicy steak explodes in your mouth, and the layered aroma of red wine lingers in your nose.
A crisp white tablecloth, sterling silver cutlery, fine bone china plates and teacups, and dim, ambiguous lighting.
In the corner of the room, a female pianist was playing a piece of music as light as flowing water on an antique piano that was said to be a hundred years old.
Tony Stark was cutting the steak on the plate with a knife and fork while looking at the beautiful female violinist with admiration.
The female musician was very young and beautiful, and her long white dress was also very beautiful.
Judging from her young age, she should be a part-time student from the music conservatory, Tony Stark commented silently.
As a veteran in the world of women, Tony Stark has rich experience in hunting for beauties.
After learning from Frank that Tang Song had a new love, Tony, the playboy who had originally settled down, felt a little itchy.
But now it’s time to get down to business!
Looking through the floor-to-ceiling window glass that had become a little foggy due to the passage of time, Tony Stark sighed as he looked at the busy St. Mark's Square across the street.
This is Paris, France, and he is waiting for someone!
A black car drove along the road to an open-air parking lot not far away. The car door opened and a sturdy Labrador ran out happily following a green baseball.
Amid the barking of dogs, a bald middle-aged man got out of the car, locked the door slowly and meticulously, and pulled the door handle hard.
The big dog ran back excitedly with the stick in its mouth, put its two front paws on the middle-aged man's shoulders, and rubbed its big head against his bald head.
Tony Stark saw the person coming from a distance through the glass, but he did not walk out immediately.
Instead, he looked around carefully to make sure there were no people in the restaurant or on the street who were in the way. By comparing Jarvis' data, he confirmed that there were only ordinary people nearby.
"Uh, Jarvis, am I a little too alarmed?" Tony laughed at himself. "But it's always better to be cautious, right?"
Tony Stark raised his hand and snapped his fingers, then called the waiter of the restaurant, took out a few US dollars to pay the bill, and gave an extra tip to the beautiful female pianist.
Of course, he generously wrote down his contact information on the tip note.
When Tony Stark was about to push open the door of the restaurant, he looked back and was met with the sweet smile from the female violinist.
Tony pushed the door open and walked out. Looking at the sunny weather, he had a feeling that he would have a good holiday tonight.
"Jarvis, book me a room at Prince de Garres Hotel. I remember I'm a member of their hotel!"
"Sir, you need to apply for a visa to France before that!"
"Visa?!" Tony Stark slapped his forehead, looking suddenly enlightened: "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten. Is this considered illegal immigration?"
It wasn't illegal immigration. Tony Stock flew directly from Detroit to Paris in his Iron Man suit. There was no need for customs or visas.
“How long does it take to reissue a visa?”
"If you go through the special procedure, it will take three minutes!"
"Then let's go through the special procedure and take care of him in three minutes!" Tony Stark snapped his fingers. The so-called special procedure is to use Jarvis' ability to hack into the French visa system and add a visa to the system.
Tony Stark doesn't get too hard on himself for this little crime.
Tony Stark put his hands in his pockets and followed the bald middle-aged man walking his dog into the park.
The happy Labrador was jumping around. It was a big, lustful dog, and it always circled around several young women pushing strollers in the park, intentionally or unintentionally.
A middle-aged man holding a paper bag let out a loud "whoop".
"Bobby, go play by yourself, don't scare anyone! Hey, good Bobby, good Bobby, go, play by yourself!"
The big dog barked happily a few times, wagging its tail desperately as it ran towards a blonde girl who was sitting on a long chair basking in the sun and pushing a baby boy several dozen meters away.
The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "You son of a bitch, hehe, son of a bitch!"
Carrying the bag, the middle-aged man walked to the Little Ghost Square in the center of the park and sat on the guardrail of the fountain. He opened the paper bag and took out a piece of bread, crushed it hard and threw it on the ground.
A large flock of pigeons fell from the sky, their soft ugly coos and calls, gathering around the middle-aged man to compete for bread crumbs.
Tony Stark looked around and slowly walked towards the bald middle-aged man.
The small park is close to St. Mark's Square, and there are many people feeding the pigeons, so these pigeons are not afraid of people.
The brave ones even flew to the palm of the bald middle-aged man and pecked at the bread crumbs.
"Hello, Chief Rocks?" Tony Stark walked to the middle-aged man, sat down at the other end of the bench, and greeted the middle-aged man sideways.
The middle-aged man looked at Tony Stark carefully. Perhaps because of the virtual light and shadow fake face on Tony Stark's face, the middle-aged man was sure that he had never seen this guy before.
But he wasn't really here to feed the pigeons.
He touched his bald head and raised his sparse eyebrows: "Mr. Charlie?"
"It's me!" Tony Stark nodded and confirmed when he heard the pseudonym made up by Jarvis!
The middle-aged man took out a cigarette box from his pocket, flicked the bottom of the box, took out a filter cigarette, put it in his mouth, and took out a lighter to light it.
"Want one?!" The middle-aged man handed the cigarette box to Tony Stark, but Tony waved his hand and did not take it.
"You are interested in the counterfeit case? You are even willing to spend half a million dollars to buy information on the dark web. Can you tell me why? Are you related to the counterfeit case?"
The middle-aged man played with the lighter briskly with his fingers, and the pure gold shell created a charming golden halo between his fingers.
"A friend of mine died at the hands of these people. I want to investigate the cause of my friend's death!"
Tony Stark leaned on the bench, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man's lighter. Under his sunglasses, a row of green codes flashed by, and the nano earphone attached to his ear emitted Jarvis' voice at the right time.
"Sir, a listening device has been detected!"
Tony Stark blinked behind his sunglasses. The deputy chief of the Paris Police Department obviously had some other plans. Was he planning to sell himself to the police station
The middle-aged man smoked a cigarette and thought: "It seems that you treat your friends well!"
Tony Stark glanced at him, took the paper bag of bread from the bench between the two of them, fed the pigeons with the bread crumbs, and said without raising his head:
"Three hundred thousand dollars has been deposited into your account. Where is the information I want?"
Click, Bill Rocks closed the pure gold lighter he was playing with and took out a small signal jammer from his pocket.
"As the deputy chief of the Paris Police Department, I need to ensure my political safety. Do you mind that?"
Seeing Tony Stark nod, Bill Rocks pressed the switch of the signal jammer.
When the indicator light on the instrument came on, Bill Rocks looked much more relaxed. He blew a few smoke rings and lowered his voice:
"This Paris counterfeit case is not handled by our local police. It is a joint effort of Interpol and SHIELD. I don't have much intelligence!"
Tony Stark frowned after hearing what Bill Rocks said. He didn't want to hear this kind of answer when he spent half a million dollars.
"But in addition to the painter, some of the criminals in the counterfeit money factory were originally detained in our police station. I have the interrogation records from Interpol, and I can give them to you!"
Bill Rocks caught a glimpse of Tony Stark's expression and immediately said.
As the deputy chief of the Paris Police Department, Bill Rox naturally had many opportunities to make extra money besides his fixed salary, otherwise where would he have gotten his pure gold lighter with the few euros he earned in a month.
Selling intelligence is also one of the ways for the deputy police chief to generate income, and he is quite professional. Of course, it may also be because the balance of $200,000 has not yet been paid.
"Director Rox, based on your experience in handling cases over the years, is that painter really the mastermind behind this counterfeit case?"
Bill Rocks was stunned by Tony Stark's question, but he immediately understood Tony Stark's suspicion. He smiled and explained:
"Seven or eight years ago, our police station received a notice of investigation from Hong Kong about this painter. He is indeed a habitual criminal in the counterfeiting world. The super US dollars he made can fool ordinary money detectors! He is a very powerful guy!"
"Perhaps because of the euro's exchange rate in recent years, he came to Paris and set up an underground banknote printing factory!"
"Is there nothing suspicious?" Tony Stark frowned.
Bill Rocks shook his head and pondered for a moment. "From the information exchange between Interpol and us, everything is in accordance with the procedures. However, according to the comparison between the equipment we seized from the counterfeit banknote factory and the amount of funds seized from the counterfeit banknotes,
The large amount of counterfeit money that has appeared in Europe in recent years cannot be produced by this counterfeit banknote factory alone. The painter obviously has other counterfeit banknote factories, but the person has been taken away by Interpol and we cannot continue the investigation!"
Tony Stark asked Bill Rocks a few more questions, and after getting the answers he wanted, Tony Stark stood up and left.
Bill Rocks sat quietly on the bench and continued to feed the pigeons until all the bread in his paper bag was fed. Then he called back the dog that was lying on the lap of a golden girl and drove home.
While the car was waiting at the traffic light, he turned on his mobile phone and logged into one of his overseas bank accounts. After confirming that the remaining balance of 200,000 yuan had been received, he touched the dog in the back seat and hummed a little tune.
For the deputy chief of the Paris police, today is another plain day. He doesn't have to go to work or look at the face of that black chief.
He got 500,000 US dollars easily, but the US dollar has not been retaining its value recently, so he is considering changing the price unit on the dark web to Euros.
... ... ..
Asgard
Round after round of celebratory banquets are still being held, perhaps because in Norse mythology, the god Odin hung upside down on the world tree for nine days. According to Asgard's tradition, this buffet-like banquet should be held for nine days.
However, many soldiers from the Nine Realms have already returned to their own worlds.
Just looking at Odin sitting in the main seat and drinking heartily, no one could have imagined that he would enter Ragnarok only a few months away from living.
At least Thor, a guy with only muscles in his head, didn't think that he would soon become a member of a single-parent family.
At the Wuda Spring, he grabbed an oak barrel nearby and gulped down the wine.
This is not mead, but wine brewed by Asgard's winemakers. Unlike the red wine on Earth, this specially brewed wine from Asgard is delicious, has a high alcohol content, and is very strong.
Thor drank half a barrel of wine in one gulp. He staggered as he walked. He carried the barrel and came to a table of frost giants. He slammed the barrel on the table.
"Come on, drink some wine, you big guys, let me see how much you can drink."
The frost giants at the table all stood up and glared at Thor.
Thor is an old acquaintance of the Frost Giants. Every once in a while, he would go to the Giants' world to cause trouble.
Thor, however, did not take these Frost Giants seriously, nor was he targeting them. These past few days, he carried an oak barrel and went around Asgard looking for people to drink with.
Even the dwarves who could drink the most were drunk by him and fell down more than a dozen tables.
This is what Loki taught him. The friendship between warriors should be expressed with wine. How could he have any bad intentions towards his own brother
Thor was so drunk that he completely forgot that his younger brother was adopted.
"Here are the people, serve the wine!"
The sound of footsteps could be heard, and Loki jokingly led a dozen Asgard warriors and strode over like oak barrels.
When the oak barrels were opened and placed in front of the frost giants, these big guys were a little dumbfounded. Drink by the barrel
Three minutes later, plop, plop, plop—
One by one, the Frost Giants fell directly on the table, and Thor, shaking his body, pointed at these Frost Giants, and was about to laugh at these big guys who were good-looking but useless.
The world suddenly spun before his eyes, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.
Loki's eyes turned, and he ordered people to carry Thor away, but the direction was not the palace where Thor lived, but the camp where the light elves stayed.
At this time in the camp, many soldiers of the Light Elves were preparing to return to Alfheim.
On a carriage-like vehicle pulled by a unicorn, Loki cast an illusion magic to deceive the two elves.
Then he threw the drunk Thor into the carriage filled with all kinds of miscellaneous items, and finally watched Thor disappear on the Rainbow Bridge along with the carriage.
... ... .
The Golden Palace is a huge hall with a round top and a low bottom. It is decorated in a sacred and solemn manner like a temple. The ceiling of the dome is engraved with giant reliefs of brave female generals leading the death army to fight against various demons, gods, and heroes.
The exquisite carving makes the death legions and their opponents seem alive.
However, there were many ethnic groups on the relief who were currently attending the banquet in the Golden Palace, and Tang Song even saw some familiar faces.
Wearing a golden armor that was exquisite and luxurious to the point of being abnormal, his body was covered with thick energy flames, and there was a faint golden light in his eyes inlaid with golden crystals. He was suspended high in the air like the sun god. With his handsome face, Hela's opponent looked like a young Frey.
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"This is a niece beating up her uncle. No wonder Frey was so cold towards Hela at the banquet yesterday!" Tang Song touched his chin and said in sudden realization.
In fact, it was not just Frey. At the banquet, whether it was the Vanir, the Dwarf King of Nidavellir, or Laufey, the leader of the Frost Giants, when they saw Hela at the banquet table, their eyes and expressions were as ugly as they could be.
Tang Song didn't like the awkward banquet atmosphere, so he found an excuse to leave the banquet hall.
As for the issue of the distribution of spoils that was vaguely raised by the leaders of various circles in the banquet hall, let my cheap father-in-law deal with it!
Tang Song wandered around Asgard and unknowingly came to this palace.
This palace is the most magnificent and largest building in the entire Asgard. Its exterior looks like it is made up of countless arrows and shields. The gates of the palace are extremely wide and can accommodate eight hundred armored warriors entering and exiting at the same time.
This empty hall is the burial place of Hela's Death Legion.
Inside the hall, a gigantic three-headed dragon lay lazily in place, and dozens of Asgardians were using fine towels dipped in water from the Uda Spring to wipe the scales off the body of this hero.
In front of its three heads were empty oak barrels, and the entire hall was filled with the smell of alcohol.
In terms of treatment, King Ghidorah is much better than the Yamata no Orochi, who was thrown back to the dark world by Tang Song after being used.
Tang Song stood with his hands behind his back and continued to admire the reliefs in the hall. These reliefs not only recorded the history of Hela leading the Death Legion to conquer the Nine Realms, but also the history of the Aesir.
Among them are the wars of the previous God-King Baal against the Dark Elves, as well as the scene of Odin riding his horse on Frost Giants, both of which are famous scenes of the Aesir.
The Frost Giants have always been Asgard's mortal enemies. Even though Odin nominally conquered Jotunheim, the Frost Giants would always riot every once in a while.
During this banquet, Laufey, the leader of the Frost Giants, had some unpleasantness with Odin.
As one of the Nine Realms participating in the war, Laufey wanted to get back Jotunheim's treasure, the Ice Box, but Odin had already promised this thing to Tang Song.
And even if he didn't give it to Tang Song, he would never have handed the Ice Box over to the Frost Giants.
It is said that the Ice Box has the power to freeze the entire world. If it really falls into the hands of the Frost Giants, given their relationship with Asgard.
Odin could imagine that after his death, the Frost Giants would counterattack Asgard with the Ice Box.
Odin originally wanted to use Tang Song as an excuse, but Boss Tang was such a cunning person that before Odin could turn around, he had already found an excuse to leave the banquet hall.
Tang Song even saw on these reliefs more than a dozen armored men over a thousand feet tall descending upon the Nine Realms.
The scene where Odin puts on the Destroyer Armor and goes forward to fight with the Spear of Eternity in hand.
On this giant relief, Tang Song also saw a scene where several gods wearing crowns blessed the Destroyer's armor.
The craftsmen who sculpted these giant reliefs in Asgard may have also wanted to avoid mentioning the God-King, so they did not carve the outcome of the war on the reliefs. However, at the end of the reliefs, the craftsmen carved a scene of them leaving the Nine Realms, which seemed to imply that the God-King Odin had once defeated the invaders.
"In my universe, there are no such armored men!"
A heavy sound of footsteps sounded behind Tang Song. Fat Thor, who was holding a wine bowl and was a little tipsy at the moment, came to the hall and stood side by side with Tang Song, staring at the decorations in the hall in a trance.
Many scenes had never appeared in his universe. Looking at Odin riding on an eight-legged horse and charging towards the armored men with a divine spear in his hand, he looked at Tang Song.
"They are gods, the gods of the universe. Legend has it that they are the first life forms in the universe. Others say that they are eternal creations and the embodiment of rules!" Tang Song explained to Thor.
"It is said that the weakest of these gods is as strong as the peak of the Father God, and there are many single universe-level gods. God Odin was really great back then!"
Thor admired Odin's heroic figure on the relief for a while. He held up the golden magic wine vessel and drank the wine in the bowl with big gulps. He burped and said, "Because of the matter of the Ice Box, Laufey and Hela are about to take action! Why don't you go and take a look!"
Tang Song laughed and said, "Laofey is not that stupid. If he really dares to take action in the Golden Palace, it will give Odin an excuse. Believe it or not, your cheap father is now eager for Laufey to take action so that he can solve this problem for Asgard before his last breath!"
After hearing Tang Song's words, Thor was silent for a while: "He doesn't have much time left!? Calculating the time, at this point in time, he should also enter the Ragnarok of the Gods!"
Perhaps thinking of another universe and his old father who had also entered the twilight of the gods, Thor sighed.
"What about you? Are you planning to return to your own universe?"
Tang Song saw what Thor was thinking and asked.
Thor touched his big belly and said self-deprecatingly: "I stayed here so that Asgard in this universe would not repeat the mistakes of my universe. Now that Asgard is safe, I should take care of my own things. My friends need me!"
As he said this, Thor looked at Tang Song with an extremely strange expression: "I didn't expect Hela would marry you. You dare to marry that vicious woman who plays with the dead and the undead!" Thor looked at Tang Song with some admiration. He subconsciously touched his eyes. The eyeball he lost was dug out by his own sister.
He stayed in this universe to prevent Asgard from being destroyed by Hela and Thanos. Unexpectedly, one of the main culprits causing the destruction of Asgard was eliminated in this way!
Tang Song looked at Thor with a smile and asked, "With your current strength, can you defeat Hela? I mean the Hela of this universe!"
Thor scratched his messy hair and said, "It should be possible. My Stormrage has chopped off Thanos' head!" Thor did not mention a word about the fact that Thanos was seriously injured.
"That's good!" Tang Song clapped his hands.
"Hmm?" Thor looked at Tang Song in confusion.
Tang Song pointed behind him and said, "She's right behind you!"
Thor turned around stiffly, and on the dragon's head in the middle of King Ghidorah, a queen with long hair was looking at him with a sneer!