Sunnyvale Hotel.
This luxury hotel, sharing the same name as the Sunnyvale Manor, naturally belonging to Ye Li. Its highest-class suite was always reserved exclusively for him.
But—
However.
When he opened the door, a seductive woman was already waiting inside.
With her plump red lips, eye-catching curves, and a slightly chubby yet still alluring figure...
It was Darcy Lewis.
"This time, you made me wait for so long."
Lewis gazed admiringly at the man's handsome face, her eyes filled with desire. "Come here already~"
"Heh~"
Ye Li sat beside her with amusement. "I'm the one being pampered here. What's the rush on your end?"
"Seeing you happy makes me happy~
And this time..."
Lewis looked a little embarrassed as she took out some mysterious objects. Biting her lip, she asked, "...I brought these things... Can I use them...? You wouldn't mind, right...?"
"Uh... ⊙▽⊙"
Ye Li's expression turned strange. He picked up a round, pink object from the pile and hesitantly said, "As long as... you're happy, I guess..."
To be honest.
This was the first time he had seen something like this...
As for Gwen and the others... they didn't need such things...
But Lewis had worked hard, so he decided to be understanding...
Beep!
At that moment.
The commander of the clone soldiers sent Ye Li a message.
—The gist of it was that the mission destination was too far, and if the clone soldiers wanted to reach it quickly, they might need a specialized transport aircraft.
"No problem."
Ye Li extended his senses, activating the power of the Rat Talisman, and began controlling something that Natasha had previously "converted" for him...
…..
S.H.I.E.L.D. – Helicarrier.
This place was bustling with intelligence analysis and various research projects.
Including the Rhino mutant organization previously taken over by S.H.I.E.L.D., the Scorpion battle suit of the super-criminal Scorpion, and the remnants of Chitauri technology.
Progress was going well.
However.
But what Nick Fury didn't know—
Was that all their hard-earned research, once recorded in the Helicarrier's system, would be automatically transmitted to Ye Li.
Because... the Helicarrier was now alive...
Wuennn———!
Wuennn———!
Several silver-winged aircraft suddenly streaked across the Helicarrier's runway, soaring into the sky...
[Sir! Several combat transport aircraft took off without authorization!]
[What?! Who are the pilots?!]
[There are no... no pilots...]
[Did the researchers install full autopilot? Have they modified the aircraft?]
[No... They said they were too busy...]
[?]
[Then what's going on?]
[Don't tell me the transport aircraft came to life?!]
"Okay, problem solved."
Ye Li revealed a mischievous, satisfied smile.
Lewis asked curiously, "What problem?"
"Nothing."
Ye Li pressed down on her shoulder and said, "I've been away from New York for a while, making you wait too long."
Lewis's eyes sparkled with expectation. "Then you owe me extra rewards this time."
"Don't rush."
Ye Li gave a playful pinch. "With such great assets, let's put them to good use first~"
"Mmm..."
While enjoying the softness, Ye Li put on a high-tech device that resembled a pair of glasses—
It was his holographic soldier controller.
The control experience felt just like playing a video game.
However, the current technology only allowed one-to-one control, making his extraordinary mental power useless.
Ssshh... ssshh...
[....(＠_＠;)....]
—Ye Li shared the clone soldier's vision through the holographic display, slowly approaching a small bar.
Ironically, the holographic system had been developed by Tony Stark—now being used... on himself.
The guard at the bar door grew suspicious as the clone—fully armored in black and silver—approached.
It wasn't Halloween.
"Stop—"
Zzzzt!—Thud...
The guard had just uttered a single word when he was knocked unconscious by a tranquilizer dart...
With no more obstacles, the clone soldier pushed the door open and entered—
Inside the bar.
"Mrs. Davis, your son didn't commit suicide."
Stark, in search of leads on terrorists, was talking to a woman named Mrs. Davis. "I assure you, he didn't kill anyone either. Someone used him as a pawn..."
"What?"
Mrs. Davis looked suspiciously at the mustached man across from her. "You're not the one who called me..."
Bang!
Ellen Brandt suddenly appeared behind Stark, slamming him onto the table and smiling at Mrs. Davis. "Actually, it was me."
Like Coldblood Savin, Brandt was one of Killian's agents, enhanced by the Extremis virus.
Her intentions for capturing Tony Stark... went without saying.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you guys doing?"
A sheriff, who happened to be drinking at the bar, stood up and loudly questioned Brandt. "What's going on here?"
Bang—!
At that moment, the bar door was suddenly pushed open.
Everyone inside the bar fell silent...
Because the newcomer's appearance...
Was simply too eye-catching.
Clad in a black combat suit with silver patterns and loaded with high-powered weapons, the figure was visually striking.
Tony swallowed hard. Was this person also a terrorist? If so, then he really had no chance of escaping...
Where the hell was Li's backup...
"Who are you?" Brandt felt a hint of danger from this unexpected visitor.
The clone soldier didn't respond—he couldn't respond. He simply raised his large-caliber weapon and aimed it at her—
Bang!!!
With a deafening gunshot.
A large hole appeared in Brandt's abdomen.
Even the glass cups on the bar counter trembled from the impact...