On the second floor of the Eiffel Tower, there is a Michelin one star restaurant called Jules Verne.


    The restaurant focuses on French food, 125 meters from the ground. Sitting near the window, you can enjoy the night view of Paris.


    Good workmanship and the ultimate landscape have attracted countless diners, and the business of the restaurant is also very prosperous.


    "Sir, madam, five mature fried steak!" A waiter came and set the steak in front of the guest.


    "Thank you!"


    After thanking the guests casually, they picked up their knives and forks and prepared to taste the delicious food in front of them.


    However, the waiter on one side didn''t leave. He stared at the guest''s face seriously, with a shy expression and some desire to stop talking.


    "What''s the matter?" The guest turned his head slightly impatiently.


    "Are you Mr. Tony Stark?" The waiter asked quickly.


    Tony put down his knife and fork, looked at him and said calmly, "I am!"


    With a definite answer, the waiter became very happy.


    He took out his signature pen and a rare postcard of iron man and bowed respectfully, "Sir, I''m your super fan. Can you sign for me?"


    Hearing the speech, Tony was slightly surprised and unhappy.


    But he still took the pen and paper and whispered, "I can sign for you, but I hope you won''t bother me for the next hour."


    Looking at the signed photo in his hand, the waiter nodded happily: "don''t worry, I won''t let anyone disturb your date."


    Looking at the back of the waiter leaving, Tony smiled and said, "this child is really sensible."


    With that, he looked back at the beauty in front of him and persuaded him, "even the waiter can see that we are dating. Don''t be so sad and be happy."


    Piper Potts cut the steak absently and bowed his head. "Tony, I''m really not in the mood. Clown organizations are becoming more and more rampant in the United States. All brave fighters are fighting them, but we come out to date at this time... "


    Tony sighed, took peper''s hand and said, "fighters also need to rest. During this time, we have been working with high intensity. If we are too nervous, we will break. "


    Peper looked sad and said, "I know you work hard, but..."


    "Don''t worry, it''s only a week. It won''t delay anything." Tony looked sideways at the transparent French window and said, "look, how beautiful the night scenery of Paris is. We should forget our troubles and enjoy this rare moment."


    Peper turned her head and looked at the night view outside the window. For a moment, she was also intoxicated.


    Forget it, let him rest for a week.


    Peper convinced himself in his heart and finally showed a shallow smile on his face.


    Boom!


    At this time, a huge muffled noise came, and a building in the distance suddenly lit a fire.


    Peper and Tony''s faces froze.


    The restaurant 125 meters above the ground allows guests to easily see the panorama of Paris.


    Soon, there was a noise in the quiet and elegant restaurant.


    "My God!"


    "What a big flame. Who knows where it is?"


    "If I''m not mistaken, it should be Notre Dame de Paris!"


    "It''s over! Such a big flame, Notre Dame de Paris will be burned to ashes. "


    "The color of this flame is unusual. It should not be an accidental fire, but someone deliberately set fire!"


    "But who has the courage to set fire to Notre Dame de Paris?"


    Who else?


    Only the clown organization!


    Peper''s smile converged and became angry and helpless.


    “shit！” Looking at peper''s eyes, Tony burst out a dirty word upset.


    "Tony." Peper turned his head and shouted.


    But Mr. stark didn''t seem to hear it. He just frowned and cut the steak on the plate.


    "Tony! It''s your turn! " Peper''s voice rose a few degrees.


    "Hoo..." Tony sighed heavily, "fire fighting is the job of firefighters."


    Peper frowned and looked serious. "But catching clowns is your job."


    "No! This is not my job! " Tony quickly waved his hand and said impatiently, "I''m just a consultant of the Divine Shield Bureau, not an agent of the Divine Shield Bureau. Don''t make a mistake!"


    "But you''re iron man, you''re a superhero!"


    "No! This is different from iron man! I made it clear to Nick Frey before joining the s.h.i.e.l.d. As long as I deal with the clown organization, I am willing to provide all technical support without reservation, but I will never participate in the front-line battle. "


    Tony spoke very fast and his face turned red.


    After finishing his words in one breath, he looked out of the window with a slightly sad tone and said, "on that day six months ago, I believe you don''t want to experience it again."


    Hearing the speech, peper couldn''t speak any more.


    The tragic failure six months ago has completely defeated them.


    Although with the help of noble people, they came out of the shadow and chose to join the Divine Shield against the clown organization.


    But both Tony and pepper lost the courage to confront Jason head-on.


    No one can accept the successive disastrous defeats.


    ………………


    At the sightseeing entrance on the ground of the Eiffel Tower, a long line of people pointed at the distant fire.


    A man in a dark hooded overalls took the opportunity to jump into the sightseeing gate and come to the private elevator leading to the second floor.


    "Do you have an appointment, sir?" A waiter stopped him and looked up and down with questioning eyes.


    The hooded man has untidy clothes, dark skin and rough hands. At first glance, he is a person engaged in heavy physical labor.


    The waiter doubted whether his monthly salary was enough for a big meal.


    "I have an appointment!"


    The hooded man took out the reservation voucher of the restaurant.


    "I''m sorry, sir. This restaurant must wear formal clothes. If you don''t have formal clothes, the restaurant..."


    The waiter explained the rules of the restaurant to him, but the hooded man didn''t have the patience to listen.


    He frowned, his wrist shook, and a dagger appeared in his hand.


    With a backhand stab, the dagger pierced the waiter''s throat, and blood came out.


    "Ah!!!"


    This scene was seen by the people behind, and a harsh scream immediately sounded.


    So far, the hooded man doesn''t hide.


    He took off his hood and showed an old face.


    He was Ivan Vanke, who was framed by the stark family and had to shrink in Siberia.


    The purpose of his trip is to assassinate Tony Stark, the last blood of the stark family.


    Ivan ignored the frightened passers-by, entered the elevator and came to the restaurant on the second floor of the Eiffel Tower.


    When the elevator door opened, the waiter in charge of reception was startled.


    What happened to the people downstairs? They were let in without formal clothes.


    "I''m sorry, sir, this restaurant..."


    Before he finished, Ivan grabbed his collar and dragged him into the elevator.


    After years of hard physical labor, Ivan''s body is very strong. He can beat ten with a thin bamboo pole like a restaurant waiter.


    Ivan asked fiercely, "if you want to live, answer me a question."


    The waiter said in horror, "you say."


    "At which table does Tony Stark sit?"


    Hearing the speech, the waiter showed a surprised expression on his face.


    After hesitating for a moment, he put out his finger tremblingly and pointed to the left: "Mr. Stark is at table 20!"


    "Thank you!"


    Ivan smiled cruelly and quickly grabbed his throat with his right hand.


    Click!


    The waiter''s throat was crushed and could not make a sound.


    He could only stare round and kneel down in pain.


    Stark, I''m here for revenge!


    Ivan strode into the restaurant with a sneer on his face.