American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

This conversation didn't last long. When [Tony] left, he had a piece of colorless magic crystal in his hand.

Inside was the manufacturing process for magic crystals, primitive and low-level, but for [Tony], it was already an incredible gain. All he paid was an empty check, or rather, a promise.

He promised that after returning, he would activate Stark Industries' satellite intelligence system to search for any news about talismans for the Black Hand Gang.

Tap, tap, tap...

Watching [Tony]'s departing figure, A-Fu, Su, Zhou, and A-Fu walked out of a small door on the side.

"Boss, is this guy really Iron Man? How come his temperament is more like a villain than ours!"

Just a glance from afar was enough for A-Fu to clearly feel the cold aura on [Tony].

He almost wrote his confidence and arrogance on his face, looking down on everyone in terms of intelligence. The feeling of superiority was so strong, too strong!

"I don't trust him!"

The tall Su shook his head, unable to give his trust. It was too magical. One moment they were fighting to the death, and the next they were friends?

On the high platform, without answering their questions, Valmont turned sideways and spoke to the coiling dragon stone carving on the wall behind him.

"Shendu, what do you think?"

The eyes of the stone carving flickered slightly, a red light rising, and an evil, hoarse voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"It doesn't matter. I only gave him some basic magic crystal manufacturing techniques. Compared to the help he can provide, these sacrifices are not worth mentioning!"

In addition to being an ancient demon, Shendu also has another identity: a wizard.

Therefore, his magical knowledge is exceptionally vast. Exchanging this substandard magic crystal manufacturing technology for the other party's cooperation is simply perfect!

Most importantly, he saw the eyes of Tony, eager for knowledge.

That thirst for knowledge, the unwillingness to be weak, and the absolute desire to become stronger...

He had seen that kind of look too many times in his past experiences.

Just like the wizards he once led, they would do anything to satisfy their desires and continue to become stronger!

"The power of the Tiger Talisman can integrate the power of the 12 Talismans, but once divided in half, it will separate a person into good and evil sides. Based on his performance just now, without a doubt... it's the evil one!"

"So, the Tony Stark just now could indeed become our partner?"

Questioning himself, Valmont turned his face and ordered his subordinates.

"Go, monitor Tony Stark. I want to know his next plan!"

"Yes."

… …

Chinatown, Uncle's Antique Shop.

"Hiss..."

Taking a sip of hot tea, Uncle slowly circled around Tony.

"Uncle, what's wrong with him? Ever since we picked him up, he's been like this, in a daze."

Standing aside, Jackie Chan was a little puzzled.

"Hurry up and think of a way, Uncle. My autograph plan is going to be ruined!"

Holding a photo album and sitting on a chair nearby, Jade was a little unhappy.

Natasha didn't speak. She saw a large, fat man named Turoch carrying a basin of water over, and then, under Uncle's direction, he splashed it on Tony's face with a whoosh.

Just like that, Tony shuddered and recovered from some kind of state of contemplation.

Shaking off the water on his body, he looked around in surprise, then fixed his gaze on Uncle's face.

"Who are you? Why am I here?"

He wasn't angry, just purely surprised. Natasha raised an eyebrow, she couldn't see the narcissistic, arrogant, and condescending temperament in Tony.

"You see, he's awake now, isn't he?"

Handing the basin of water to Turoch, Uncle said calmly.

"Uncle, you still have a way!"

Giving a big thumbs up, Jackie Chan found a towel in the room and handed it to Tony.

"Mr. Stark, how are you feeling now? Is there any part of your body that's uncomfortable?"

"Thank you... it's just, a little cool."

Thanking him, Tony took the towel and wiped his face.

"Everything in the world complements and restrains each other, and is mutually balanced. As the saying goes, where there is yin, there is yang, where there is light, there is darkness, and where there is good, there is naturally evil..."

Uncle seemed to see something and was rambling on, but Jade's head was spinning. She tried to understand, but unfortunately, she couldn't, and could only mutter.

"Uncle~ What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"Haha, Jade, what I mean is that the Stark in front of us should belong to the good side."

"Good?"

Carefully looking at Tony, Jade reacted quickly.

"Could it be... the other Tony Stark represents the evil side?"

"Yes, but the saying of good and evil is not accurate."

Pointing to the half of the Tiger Talisman in Tony's hand, Uncle explained.

"It's not simply good or evil, they just lost the relative part. As long as the Tiger Talisman is put back together, Mr. Stark will be able to recover!"

"What if you don't choose to recover?"

Walking in from outside the store, Nick Fury's words revealed a strange taste. He walked up to Tony in the surprised gazes of the others, his eyes fixed on Tony's face.

One Tony Stark is indeed not complete enough, but his intelligence will not decrease by half. He just got rid of those arrogant and conceited problems. If S.H.I.E.L.D. can cooperate with this Tony, what kind of improvement will their technology get?

At the thought of this beautiful future, Nick Fury would laugh in his dreams.

"Who are you?"

Walking over, Turoch was as fat as a small mountain. He stood in front of Nick Fury, blocking his view.

"......"

Looking up at the fat man in front of him, Nick Fury looked calm and composed.

"I am S.H.I.E.L.D... Crap, put me down!"

Being lifted into the air with one hand, Nick Fury's composure disappeared. He had encountered a few more strange things and strange people recently, which made his director's status drop again and again.

Patting Turoch's big belly, Uncle motioned for him to put the person down. Natasha tried hard to suppress her laughter and stepped forward to explain.

"Uncle, this is Director Fury of our S.H.I.E.L.D...."

With a wooden face, Nick Fury, who had been put down again by Turoch, had his aura deliberately created for his appearance completely dissipated. This was a common method he used, which could shock the other party while invisibly taking control of the conversation.

Unfortunately......

He subtly looked at Uncle, guessing that the fat man must have been instructed by this old man.

There were not many people in this store. After removing Natasha and a child, there were only the fat man Turoch, the archaeologist Jackie Chan, and the store owner Uncle.

The experience from the King of Agents allowed him to roughly judge the personalities of Turoch and Jackie Chan with a simple scan, only this guy who called himself Uncle... was unfathomable!

This person... must be extraordinary!

In a short moment, Nick Fury made a judgment in his heart. He showed a smile, showing his strong psychological quality, as if he was completely unaffected by what happened just now, and reached out to introduce himself.

"Hello, Uncle, I am Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"I'm really sorry just now, Director Fury, hello, I am the owner of this antique shop, Uncle."

Pa.

Shaking hands, everyone laughed, like two old foxes.