Tony was not the only one who had a sleepless night.
At this time, in Iraq, the US military base is camped.
A military green helicopter slowly landed on the ground. Coulson squeezed his fat body out of the cabin with his hands on the handrail beside the door, covering his mouth and nose to block the dust stirred up by the propeller.
"Agent Coulson!" An older armed soldier stepped forward to meet him and smiled gently at Coulson, "Mr. Nick asked me to pick you up."
"Okay. Where is he now?" Coulson asked impatiently as he walked.
"At the temporary command center." The armed soldier said, gesturing with his hand, leading Coulson, who was dressed in a suit and tie, through the military tent camp to a wooden house at the innermost end.
"You go in on your own."
The armed soldiers stopped at the door to guard it. Coulson took a deep breath and stepped into the room with strong emotions. He looked forward and saw a bald middle-aged man in a black windbreaker with his back to the outside, making notes on the detailed area map hanging on the wall.
"Director Fury!" Coulson shouted excitedly when he saw the person in front of him, walked up to him and saluted respectfully.
"Agent Coulson, I have to tell you many times that I am no longer the director. I am now a member of the front line of the investigation into the Hydra organization."
The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and turned around. His dark face looked majestic and rugged, his injured left eye was covered by a black eye patch, leaving only his right eye as sharp and bright as an eagle.
With his dark skin and the leadership qualities that come from being in a high position for a long time, Nick Fury at this moment is undoubtedly the most difficult enemy for the remnants of Hydra to deal with.
"Even if you resign voluntarily, in my heart, you will always be the director of SHIELD!" Coulson said sincerely.
"Okay." Fury walked over, patted Coulson on the shoulder, and said, "You came all the way from the New York base to the front line here. There must be something going on, right?"
"Yes, that's right." Coulson remembered the purpose of his trip and reached into the inner pocket of his suit. He said hurriedly, "A few days ago, when Tony Stark was attacked, I met a silver-haired young man in New York who saved Tony. He was very strange and mysterious."
"When I asked him about his identity, he gave me this and said that once you see it, you will understand." After Coulson finished speaking, he took out the black card from his pocket and handed it to Fury.
The moment he saw the black card, Fury lost his composure and quickly grasped the black card in his hand.
A familiar cold touch was felt, and then the image of a grinning demon gradually appeared on the dark front of the card.
Fury trembled all over as if struck by lightning. He tightly grasped the card in his hand, stared at Coulson with his one eye, and asked with a trembling voice, "What does the young man who gave you this card look like?"
Coulson had never seen the director lose his composure like this. He was shocked and tried to recall, "Well, he was wearing a hooded top and sunglasses, so I couldn't see his face clearly. Anyway, he was very tall and his hair was a rare silver color."
"Demon card, hood, silver hair..." Fury muttered to himself. His usually serious and tense face softened at this moment, showing excitement and ecstasy. "It's him. He must be back!"
"He? Who is he?" Coulson was a little confused.
After taking a few deep breaths, Fury suppressed his inner excitement, looked at Coulson and asked inexplicably: "Do you remember what I said before?"
"A few decades ago, a god left us, and from that moment on, the whole earth became dim. Even today, it seems that society is constantly progressing, but without him, the new era still seems dull and boring."
Fury clenched the cards in his hand and said with deep emotion: "And now, that god is back."
"Chief, that young man you mentioned, he is..." Coulson's body trembled violently, and he almost fell to the ground in shock and trance.
That legendary figure has been his idol since he was a child!
Fury smiled but said nothing. He acquiesced and said, "Coulson, arrange a return trip for me. I will be back to New York tomorrow! To see an old friend!"
the next morning.
Stark Industries new building in New York.
A blond young man in a black suit came to the door, looked up coldly at the building in front of him, ignored the dozen or so guards equipped with batons and guns at the door, and walked straight over.
"Hey, kid! You're not a staff member..." A security guard was about to pick up a baton and walked forward to stop him, but the next moment, he was kicked away by the blond youth and rolled five meters away.
Catching the baton with his sharp hands, the blond youth glanced at the guards surrounding him and said in a cold voice, "My name is Red Ten, and I have an appointment with your acting chairman Obadiah Stani."
Seeing their companion injured, the eyes of more than a dozen guards turned red. After hearing the words of the blond young man, they rushed forward with batons in hand without hesitation, and some even started to pull out pistols.
Hong Shi narrowed his eyes and moved his body suddenly. He swung his baton and swept it at the guard with brute force. He rushed towards the guard with a pistol at a rapid speed and knocked down the tall, bear-like white guard with one punch before the guard could even fire.
Sweeping the entire field with overwhelming strength!
After just thirty seconds, more than a dozen guards collapsed to the ground unconscious. Hong Shi stood in the middle of the lobby on the first floor, threw away the blood-stained baton, and calmly brushed off the dust from his sleeves.
“Pah pah pah…”
After a round of applause, Stanny clapped his hands and walked out of the hall happily. He said to Hongshi with admiration: "You are worthy of being a famous card player."
"Obadiah Stani." Red Ten glanced at him coldly and said in a cold voice: "I advise you not to try to test my strength. If Dagu hadn't said that you would pay, I would have knocked you to the ground a long time ago."
Stanny shrank his head, without any doubt about the truth of the other party's words, and asked directly: "Since we are in New York, when will we start? Do you need my help?"
"We're going to take action tonight. I'm just here to tell you. I don't need any help from you!" Hong Shi snorted coldly, turned around and walked out proudly.
Watching his back disappear, Stanny looked at the guard lying on the ground and rubbed his palms excitedly, "Kathu is really strong, ridiculously strong! Tony, I will kill the people around you tonight to give you a warning. I hope you can realize my uncle's painstaking efforts soon!"
At the same time, in Tony's duplex villa.
Tony was perfecting the color grading steps of the Iron Man suit in the basement. Jarvis was finally free and took the time to meet with Vesper secretly. Together they went out along the cable and arrived at the Central Broadcasting and Television Building in downtown New York City.
The two of them must work together to complete the task previously assigned by Kyle.
"Old Virus, I'm responsible for the southeastern part of New York, and you're responsible for the northwestern part of New York."
"How can you talk like that? Call me Uncle Weisi! I'm your great-great ...
Jarvis and Vesper entered the building's data control center at the same time. The two artificial intelligences joined forces and instantly controlled all the system programs within the radio and television station.
Then, three seconds countdown—
The two of them said to themselves almost in unison:
"Card assembly order! Officially launched!"
Chapter 219 Card Assembly Order
Although artificial intelligence such as Jarvis and Wythe is only technological assistance, how powerful are they in the 21st century covered by information networks
At this point, the capabilities of both were finally revealed to the tip of the iceberg.
They all started up the coded system program at the same time, using the radio and television building in the center of New York and the satellite in outer space as intermediaries. In less than a second, a picture was forcibly loaded and appeared on any device platform in the city of New York.
Mobile phones, computers, surveillance screens, and even advertising screens on busy streets all suddenly projected a card image of a black devil's smile. There was no dubbing, and after thirty seconds of silence, everything returned to normal.
This extremely weird scene made the people in New York stunned. They looked at the devil cards in surprise and found it unbelievable.
A gap of more than half a century!
Most people have not experienced that era of iron and bloody war, and do not know that "devil" does not completely represent the embodiment of evil, but has another important meaning.