They got on the plane with greetings. Zhang Han reminded, "go to Stark''s house first. I need to talk about the Commission with them before I can pay the labor."


    A few hours later, Zhang Han and Colson appeared at Tony Stark''s villa in Los Angeles. His secretary pepoports had been waiting in the villa for a long time.


    Entering the villa, Coulson greeted pepoports and said, "Hello, Miss Potts, we are agents of the land strategic defense attack and logistics support Bureau. I''m Phil Coulson. Next to me is Mr. Zhang Han, a senior consultant."


    "What''s the land? Oh... Sorry, your names are too difficult to remember." borz shook hands with them and said apologetically.


    Zhang Han looked at pepper Potts curiously. As the woman behind iron man, pepper Potts has a high appearance rate in the film.


    According to Zhang Han''s aesthetics, the other party''s figure and appearance are not prominent, but there is a kind of gentle temperament, which belongs to a more attractive type.


    "We are also considering simplifying the name, and the ''aegis'' proposed by Mr. Zhang Han is better," Colson answered casually and turned to say,


    "Recently, s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. is also sending more people to Afghanistan to look for the missing Mr. stark. Unfortunately, it has not been able to find useful clues."


    "Zhang Han, the consultant next to me, has some special abilities to help find Mr. stark."


    "Hoo! After flying for hours, I''m dying of thirst!"


    Zhang Han stretched out his left hand and looked at the wine cabinet in the distance with five fingers slightly open.


    Under the control of spirit pressure, the door of the wine cabinet opened automatically, and a bottle of red wine and a wine glass crossed a distance of more than ten meters and accurately fell into Zhang Han''s hand.


    "Do you mind?"


    Zhang Hanyang raised the wine bottle in his hand. Although he said so, his hand was not slow. He opened the wine bottle impolitely, poured a glass of wine, and got bored.


    The reason why Zhang Han is so direct is not to drink, but to show his hand and make the other party believe that he has the ability to save Tony Stark.


    "Oh..." pepoports patted his chest nervously and murmured, "sure enough... It''s very special! Oh, God! I remember..."


    Speaking of this, borz suddenly pointed to Zhang Han''s face and said in surprise, "are you the... The black giant who fought monsters in New York?!"


    Zhang Han''s face turned black, his right hand crushed the empty glass, took a few deep breaths, and then whispered, "Miss Potts, if you don''t mention the nickname of low explosion, we are still good friends!"


    Since Zhang Han crossed to marvel world and fought a scuffle with Haoke and hate for no reason, he was nicknamed "black giant" by good netizens.


    With the passage of time, the title has become more and more loud. In recent days, whenever someone mentions this title, Zhang Han has an impulse to kill


    Didn''t you use suzanneng in battle? Brother, what looks like a black giant? Is that necessary?


    As the top management of stark industry, little pepper Potts has a high IQ. At a glance, it can be seen that Zhang Han dislikes the nickname, so he didn''t mention it again and asked instead,


    "Well, Mr. Zhang Han, I''ve seen your ability. Then, Tony, please, please bring him back safely!"


    "Of course, if I do it, I promise I will be safe."


    Zhang Han interrupted the excited borz and said, "but before that, we must talk about the Commission."


    "What? Commission? Are you kidding me?"


    Borz looked at Colson angrily and said in a deep voice, "aren''t you a government department? Do you need me to reiterate how much tax stark industry contributes to the government every year?"


    "You spend our taxpayers'' money in peace of mind, but you mention a commission here when you need to fulfill your obligations?"


    Borz can''t afford the Commission, but he doesn''t understand why he wants the commission when it''s clear that the other party is a government department?


    "He''s part-time!"


    Colson looked constipated. To be honest, if he had to, he really didn''t want to play around with Zhang Han here. However, in order to find stark, I can only endure for a while


    "I don''t belong to the government department. In this case, you should be able to understand." Zhang Han ignored the other party''s anger and said calmly.


    "I thought you were a hero, but it''s a pity!" Potts said sarcastically.


    "Heroes also need to eat!" Zhang Han, no matter what borz thinks of himself, his purpose is to come to play the autumn wind.


    "100 million! As long as you can bring Mr. stark back safely, we can pay you 100 million commission!" at this point, borz had no intention to talk any more and said bluntly.


    Sure enough, he is a local tyrant. He is so generous!


    Zhang Han only wanted a few million to spend on this plane. After all, when he went to other planes in the future, no matter how many beautiful knives are just waste paper.


    But I didn''t expect that people are rich and powerful, and their mouth is in the unit of 100 million!


    "Happy cooperation!"


    Zhang Han again drew an empty glass from a distance, poured himself a glass of wine, and then said, "I need Mr. Stark''s blood."


    Borz picked up the phone and contacted Tony''s personal doctor. Before long, he put down the phone and said, "Tony''s personal doctor is still in New York and needs to wait for hours."


    Zhang Han frowned and said, "it''s really troublesome! Take the things he often contacts. I''ll try to track him."


    Borz walked into Tony''s bedroom and took out some clothes he often wore.


    Zhang Han felt it with spirit pressure. The breath on his clothes could not be tracked. Instead, he said depressed, "is there nothing else?"


    "These are the clothes he often wears. There''s nothing else!"


    Speaking of this, borz suddenly reacted and took Zhang Han and Colson into Tony''s workshop.


    The whole workshop is quite empty. There are more than a dozen limited edition sports cars parked on both sides. Zhang Han looked at them curiously. Suddenly, he shamefully found that he can''t even recognize the signs on some sports cars


    ok I don''t understand the tyrant''s world!


    Zhang Han smiled at himself and raised his left hand. A wrench in the distance flew to the palm of his hand. The whole workshop had the longest contact with Tony.


    Whispered, "the heart of the south, the pupil of the north, the fingertips of the West and the heels of the East gather with the wind and disperse with the rain! Tie the fifty-eight of the road, slap your toes and chase the bird!"


    With the completion of the mantra singing, a light curtain similar to a tablet appeared in front of Zhang Han, and the numbers on it kept changing.