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Chapter 185 Family Dinner, Confinement Aircraft
The stars are shining and the candlelight is flickering.

The carefully arranged Western food looks even more pretentious against the backdrop of exquisite flower arrangements.

Yes, pretentious.

There were six plates in front of me, but my stomach was not even three-quarters full.

If Gali hadn't been sitting opposite him, he would have imitated the crow.

But what Gary said before was right, Hannibal's cooking skills were indeed amazing. Putting aside the portion, the taste really made Hong Chen very satisfied.

Hannibal was also very satisfied with Hong Chen.

"I met him this afternoon, and he was just as arrogant as everyone else said. But it doesn't matter to me. The harder he is to communicate with, the better it is for me."

The reason is simple: if I can't do it, you can't do it either. But because I'm the first contact, you can only eat dust behind me.

The first attempt representing the Eagle Sauce failed. As long as the subsequent attempts fail, Hannibal's "first" will further demonstrate his acumen and strong execution ability.

Hong Chen was quite helpless about this.

You can swallow the earth in one gulp, why are you so serious about your work?

I think you are really hungry.

Turn appetite into motivation, right?

Besides, don't you make it seem like those of us who skip work every day have no professional ethics?
After thinking about it, he could only say: "As long as you are happy."

Hannibal rolled his eyes at him.

"You used to know how to take on missions regularly. Even though they were always too violent, at least you were doing things. Now, it's been more than half a year. Have you stayed in the office for more than seven days?"

Hong Chen confidently stretched out his hand and gestured: "Eight days!"

"It's eight and a half days," Jiali corrected.

Hannibal's eye twitched, and he took a piece of beef and put it in his mouth and chewed it hard.

After a while, he continued, "Tony Stark has done something big. The New York branch will become more and more important. Marty has only been back for half a year, and his foundation is not stable. You need to help him more."

Hong Chen: "Okay."

This foie gras is a bit greasy, I'd like to eat more.

Hannibal: "Do more work so that you can get promoted. When your rank rises, Marty's position will be yours sooner or later."

"Oh."

Red wine is really unpalatable. Do you want to brew Zui Hong Chen?

Hannibal: "Looking further ahead, you are now a backbone of the CIA, and it is not impossible for you to take over my job in the future. I have secured the position of director, and no one can take it away from me. If you work hard now, there will be fewer voices of opposition when you take over in the future."

"Oh."

So, is Steve at the North Pole or the South Pole?

Hannibal: "You're not listening to me, are you?"

"Um...eh?"

Hong Chen looked up and said in surprise: "How is it possible? I heard it all and remembered it in my heart."

"Pfft..." Jiali laughed secretly.

Hong Chen glanced at her dimly.

Hannibal gripped his knife and fork tightly.

Looking at his eyes, it seemed as if he was considering where to cut Hong Chen's body.

"Mr. Klaus, don't worry. I'm here in the New York branch, and no one can turn the tables. Although you've gone to the headquarters, everyone in the entire bureau is still your people. Your people are my people. I'm doing the work, so are you still worried?"

"Humph! That sounds nice. If you really want to support me, then do me a favor."

"Don't mention one thing, I can do ten!"

"Then do ten!"

"Okay!" Hong Chen nodded heavily.

Perhaps he agreed too quickly, so much so that Hannibal couldn't believe it.

"Are you serious?"

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows: "Of course, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

The essence of shearing wool is that you have to feed the sheep while shearing.

Not to mention anything else, just based on the fact that you happily skip work every day to get paid, and hug someone else's daughter morning and night, you have to do things beautifully for them, right?

Hannibal's eyebrows twitched and he glanced at Gali, feeling somewhat relieved for a moment.

"It's still Tony Stark. He's so powerful now, Iron Man. I don't know how many people are coveting a set of iron armor. If he doesn't want to give it to him, then I guess no one can take it away from him. But what if he suddenly wants to give it to you?"

Hong Chen nodded: "That's a problem."

Isn't that how War Machine came about? "So, I want you to keep a close eye on everyone around him. If he doesn't want the Iron Man suit to leak out, then no one can get it. If someone can get it, that person must be someone from our CIA."

"You mean, me?"

"Can't you?"

"I just cheated him this afternoon."

"It's not important. When interests are at stake, all the so-called hatred can be laughed off. Strictly speaking, there is only one person you need to monitor closely, the Marine Colonel named James Rhodes. He is Tony's friend. If anyone can get the Iron Man suit, he is undoubtedly the most likely person."

You really have a good eye for people.

Hong Chen nodded seriously: "I understand, I guarantee he won't get it."

Hannibal smiled, and the wrinkles on his face gathered into a kind look.

"Work hard. I hope that when you marry Jiali in the future, you will be the assistant director."

The wish for her son-in-law to become a successful person is clearly revealed.

Hong Chen and Jiali looked at each other tacitly and laughed at the same time.

After a while, Hong Chen asked, "Mr. Klaus, why do you always have such great enthusiasm for your work?"

Shouldn’t your goal be to keep eating and have a full meal?

Hannibal smiled and said, "There must always be a goal in life. Whether it is a temporary or long-term goal. Only in this way will you not feel that you are wasting your time."

Hong Chen looked serious and nodded earnestly to show his agreement.

This bowl of chicken soup tastes better than all the dishes tonight.

Dinner took more than two hours.

Hannibal refused to stay overnight and went to the hotel to rest under the escort of bodyguards.

"Jiali, it seems that we have to work hard." Hong Chen put his arm around Jiali's shoulders.

Jiali said obediently: "Okay, then shall we go to work tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow... is too soon. We need to adjust our condition. Let's... the day after tomorrow."

"Hehe, okay!"

half a month later.

Hong Chen, who had hardly gone out, came to Moss's fully automatic factory.

On the metal platform, dozens of robotic arms are performing finishing work.

The huge body of the confinement has changed from its original black to its current silver-gray color, and its size has also obviously increased a lot.

Of course, the more significant changes are those that are invisible in human form.

Hong Chen didn't have to wait too long. After about ten minutes, all the robotic arms were retracted.

The fire energy was activated, and the closed eyes instantly lit up with red light.

He stood up, clenched his fists, then looked down at his body and said, "It's amazing. The changes in my body have actually increased the energy of the fire."

"The body feeds the soul?" Hong Chen guessed.

Jingui nodded: "It is very likely. After all, this is a metal I have never heard of." As he said that, he could not help but punched the air, which immediately caused a violent explosion in the air.

"Wow... What an intoxicating transformation and upgrade!"

"Don't be intoxicated yet, let me see your new form." Hong Chen kicked his foot.

Immediately, he bent down, and his body began to move with a cool crackling sound, and all parts of his body changed and combined in an extremely delicate way.

A few breaths later, a brand new fighter jet with an extremely aggressive appearance appeared in front of Hong Chen.

The fuselage has sharp lines and clear edges and corners, and the wide wings are like two outstretched sharp blades. The two cockpits can be seen through the front cabin, and the wide rear cabin space can be seen through the open door.

Compared with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Quinjet, it is more sharp, like a sword that is always eager to drink the blood of the enemy.

This is very confining!

Going around to the rear, the hatch was lowered.

After Hong Chen boarded the plane, the factory dome suddenly opened to both sides.

The fighter started up and the light came on.

The engine rotates downward, the fighter rises vertically, and the optical stealth is turned on synchronously.

After a loud bang, there was an instant silence in my ears, and the nose of the fighter plane quickly climbed straight up into the sky.

Shortly after.

Being in space and looking at the boundless sea of ​​stars, Hong Chen couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"Brilliant!"

(End of this chapter)