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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0199_part_03
Chapter 391
chapter 0199 part 3
"You want to place your people in S.H.I.E.L.D.!" At this point, Hill finally realized Tang Song's true purpose.
Tang Song's hand, well, under this tension, seemed to have appeared in an inappropriate position, feeling a bit awkward.
"You will be my person, right?"
Tang Song raised his hand and pinched Hill's face, asking.
"Your ambition is great, Tang," Maria Hill sneered: "Do you think you will succeed?"
Agent Hill's hand quietly reached for the plastic cutlery on the table...
Tang Song smiled. With a backhand, before Hill could react, he pointed a finger at her brow.
"Director Hill, I don't just want to place manpower in S.H.I.E.L.D., I want S.H.I.E.L.D., and I want Hydra too!"
Tang Song leaned into Hill's ear, his soft words making Hill feel like she was suffocating.
…………………
By the time Tang Song returned to the Manor, it was already close to evening.
"Come, everyone, have a taste of the Wagyu flown in from Japan!"
Tang Manor, at the Oak Long Table in the Restaurant...
Tang Song used a knife and fork to cut the beef. The A4 Wagyu, roasted to medium-rare, released a refreshing meaty aroma when cut.
Biting into it, the texture was very tender and fragrant.
"Hmm, the taste is good. The Japanese are not great people, but they do have some unique skills in raising cows and doing art!"
At the Long Table, Tang Song sat at the head seat. Deadpool sat in the guest seat, using his knife and fork without any politeness. With a piece of meat in his mouth, he didn't forget to look up at Tang Song and mumbled in agreement: "Body art? I didn't expect a Billionaire to watch that kind of Japanese movie. We're on the same Dao! I have a lot of discs collected at home, want to buy a few? Who do you like, ** Sora, *** Maria... Kitagawa **"
Tang Song's silver fork, holding beef, stopped at his mouth. He covered his mouth with his fist and coughed.
"Cough cough!"
"Mr. Tang, Wade Wilson's personality is just this blunt!"
Matt Murdock, sitting next to Deadpool, quickly eased the somewhat awkward atmosphere and explained.
Just now, Tang Song had clearly stated that he could provide S.H.I.E.L.D. with some manpower, weapons, and funds support.
If this matter was ruined by Deadpool's loose mouth, he would truly have the heart to kill Deadpool.
"Was I wrong?!" Deadpool was a bit confused, then scratched his head and looked at Tang Song, suddenly realizing: "You're different from us. You're so rich, you don't need to buy any discs, you can find real people! Those stars, it doesn't matter if you invite them to make movies,"
Deadpool looked at Tang Song with an indescribable expression, licking his lips enviously: "Do you want me to shoot the video for you, Billionaire? I'm a professional photographer..."
Tang Song looked at Deadpool with a poker face, veins seemingly popping on his gentle, jade-like face...
Lane, beside him, lowered his head and looked at the beef on his tray, seemingly studying the texture of the beef.
Frank, on the other hand, turned around and discussed the material of the knife and fork in his hand with Kane.
Among the group at the table, only Gu Zi Yun, the little lunatic, looked at Deadpool with shining eyes.
"You also think Uncle is a per..."
Before Gu Zi Yun could finish her sentence, Tang Song raised a finger, and her mouth was sealed by an invisible talisman.
"Mmm mmm..." Gu Zi Yun glared at Tang Song, her face full of defiance.
Seeing this scene, Deadpool was about to speak up for Gu Zi Yun. *Slap*
Matt Murdock "saw" Tang Song's expression, raised his hand, and slapped him on the head.
"Eat properly! Even Wagyu can't shut your mouth..."
……………
After Matt Murdock left with Deadpool, in Tang Song's Study.
The Maid stepped forward and poured the red wine from the decanter into the wine glass.
The crimson wine liquid swirled in the crystal glass as Tang Song moved it, exhibiting a strange beauty.
Petrus red wine, the cheapest case costs over twenty thousand Pound Sterling, twice the price of Lafite.
The bitter yet fragrant red wine entered his mouth. Tang Song enjoyed the happiness that money brought him.
"Lane, get a batch of love action actresses from Japan later, make sure they're ugly, and bring Deadpool over! Find a few photographers and make some good movies for him!"
Drinking red wine, Tang Song recalled Deadpool's words just now and said through gritted teeth.
Lane looked at his Boss's expression, which was a mix of anger and laughter, and immediately marked this matter as a top priority, keeping it in mind.
He decided to handle it immediately. Once the Japanese actresses were brought over, he would personally go and grab Deadpool to film the movies.
Leaving this matter to the subordinates was truly unreliable. If Deadpool ran away, the Boss might make him take his place...
Just thinking about that scene, Lane felt a shiver.
…………
On the large, soft bed, Tang Song lay alone, looking at the moonlight in the dark night through the skylight.
Maria Hill was a casual move of his. If he remembered correctly, in Marvel World, this woman had served as the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
With ability and his support, she was enough to control S.H.I.E.L.D. after "Nick Fury's death".
Resurrection from death, a person officially declared dead, should just lie honestly in his coffin.
S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra, keeping them under control, Tang Song calculated his plan.
He always had the illusion that he was the mastermind.
Villain, mastermind, did he count?!
Tang Song himself wasn't sure. Coming to the Marvel World, he neither wanted to be a street vigilante like Spider-Man nor was he interested in destroying the world.
What he wanted was freedom and ease, unrestrained freedom...
To be a rich and influential long-lived being, pursue strength, enjoy life, and if possible, he wanted to go back to the world he came from and see.
"Supernatural Items, I wonder what S.H.I.E.L.D. has collected? The Cosmic Cube, that kind of hidden gem, Nick Fury, that Nick Fury, definitely won't take it out!
The Space Gem, I really want it, but that thing can be used by people to open doors on the other side. Holding it now is a time bomb!"
While Tang Song was thinking about what he could squeeze out of Nick Fury.
The Bedroom door was suddenly pushed open. In the moonlight, Selene slowly shed her nightgown, revealing her slender, curvaceous, and sexy figure.
Tang Song half-sat up, leaning against the headboard, admiring the Goddess of the Night before him...
A night without words...
(end of chapter)
"You want to place your people in S.H.I.E.L.D.!" At this point, Hill finally realized Tang Song's true purpose.
Tang Song's hand, well, under this tension, seemed to have appeared in an inappropriate position, feeling a bit awkward.
"You will be my person, right?"
Tang Song raised his hand and pinched Hill's face, asking.
"Your ambition is great, Tang," Maria Hill sneered: "Do you think you will succeed?"
Agent Hill's hand quietly reached for the plastic cutlery on the table...
Tang Song smiled. With a backhand, before Hill could react, he pointed a finger at her brow.
"Director Hill, I don't just want to place manpower in S.H.I.E.L.D., I want S.H.I.E.L.D., and I want Hydra too!"
Tang Song leaned into Hill's ear, his soft words making Hill feel like she was suffocating.
…………………
By the time Tang Song returned to the Manor, it was already close to evening.
"Come, everyone, have a taste of the Wagyu flown in from Japan!"
Tang Manor, at the Oak Long Table in the Restaurant...
Tang Song used a knife and fork to cut the beef. The A4 Wagyu, roasted to medium-rare, released a refreshing meaty aroma when cut.
Biting into it, the texture was very tender and fragrant.
"Hmm, the taste is good. The Japanese are not great people, but they do have some unique skills in raising cows and doing art!"
At the Long Table, Tang Song sat at the head seat. Deadpool sat in the guest seat, using his knife and fork without any politeness. With a piece of meat in his mouth, he didn't forget to look up at Tang Song and mumbled in agreement: "Body art? I didn't expect a Billionaire to watch that kind of Japanese movie. We're on the same Dao! I have a lot of discs collected at home, want to buy a few? Who do you like, ** Sora, *** Maria... Kitagawa **"
Tang Song's silver fork, holding beef, stopped at his mouth. He covered his mouth with his fist and coughed.
"Cough cough!"
"Mr. Tang, Wade Wilson's personality is just this blunt!"
Matt Murdock, sitting next to Deadpool, quickly eased the somewhat awkward atmosphere and explained.
Just now, Tang Song had clearly stated that he could provide S.H.I.E.L.D. with some manpower, weapons, and funds support.
If this matter was ruined by Deadpool's loose mouth, he would truly have the heart to kill Deadpool.
"Was I wrong?!" Deadpool was a bit confused, then scratched his head and looked at Tang Song, suddenly realizing: "You're different from us. You're so rich, you don't need to buy any discs, you can find real people! Those stars, it doesn't matter if you invite them to make movies,"
Deadpool looked at Tang Song with an indescribable expression, licking his lips enviously: "Do you want me to shoot the video for you, Billionaire? I'm a professional photographer..."
Tang Song looked at Deadpool with a poker face, veins seemingly popping on his gentle, jade-like face...
Lane, beside him, lowered his head and looked at the beef on his tray, seemingly studying the texture of the beef.
Frank, on the other hand, turned around and discussed the material of the knife and fork in his hand with Kane.
Among the group at the table, only Gu Zi Yun, the little lunatic, looked at Deadpool with shining eyes.
"You also think Uncle is a per..."
Before Gu Zi Yun could finish her sentence, Tang Song raised a finger, and her mouth was sealed by an invisible talisman.
"Mmm mmm..." Gu Zi Yun glared at Tang Song, her face full of defiance.
Seeing this scene, Deadpool was about to speak up for Gu Zi Yun. *Slap*
Matt Murdock "saw" Tang Song's expression, raised his hand, and slapped him on the head.
"Eat properly! Even Wagyu can't shut your mouth..."
……………
After Matt Murdock left with Deadpool, in Tang Song's Study.
The Maid stepped forward and poured the red wine from the decanter into the wine glass.
The crimson wine liquid swirled in the crystal glass as Tang Song moved it, exhibiting a strange beauty.
Petrus red wine, the cheapest case costs over twenty thousand Pound Sterling, twice the price of Lafite.
The bitter yet fragrant red wine entered his mouth. Tang Song enjoyed the happiness that money brought him.
"Lane, get a batch of love action actresses from Japan later, make sure they're ugly, and bring Deadpool over! Find a few photographers and make some good movies for him!"
Drinking red wine, Tang Song recalled Deadpool's words just now and said through gritted teeth.
Lane looked at his Boss's expression, which was a mix of anger and laughter, and immediately marked this matter as a top priority, keeping it in mind.
He decided to handle it immediately. Once the Japanese actresses were brought over, he would personally go and grab Deadpool to film the movies.
Leaving this matter to the subordinates was truly unreliable. If Deadpool ran away, the Boss might make him take his place...
Just thinking about that scene, Lane felt a shiver.
…………
On the large, soft bed, Tang Song lay alone, looking at the moonlight in the dark night through the skylight.
Maria Hill was a casual move of his. If he remembered correctly, in Marvel World, this woman had served as the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
With ability and his support, she was enough to control S.H.I.E.L.D. after "Nick Fury's death".
Resurrection from death, a person officially declared dead, should just lie honestly in his coffin.
S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra, keeping them under control, Tang Song calculated his plan.
He always had the illusion that he was the mastermind.
Villain, mastermind, did he count?!
Tang Song himself wasn't sure. Coming to the Marvel World, he neither wanted to be a street vigilante like Spider-Man nor was he interested in destroying the world.
What he wanted was freedom and ease, unrestrained freedom...
To be a rich and influential long-lived being, pursue strength, enjoy life, and if possible, he wanted to go back to the world he came from and see.
"Supernatural Items, I wonder what S.H.I.E.L.D. has collected? The Cosmic Cube, that kind of hidden gem, Nick Fury, that Nick Fury, definitely won't take it out!
The Space Gem, I really want it, but that thing can be used by people to open doors on the other side. Holding it now is a time bomb!"
While Tang Song was thinking about what he could squeeze out of Nick Fury.
The Bedroom door was suddenly pushed open. In the moonlight, Selene slowly shed her nightgown, revealing her slender, curvaceous, and sexy figure.
Tang Song half-sat up, leaning against the headboard, admiring the Goddess of the Night before him...
A night without words...
(end of chapter)
