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Chapter 694
chapter 0299 part 2
Ancient One had no intention of interfering. Her gaze and enemies were always outside the Reality Dimension.
Compared to the Guardian she needed to support and guide, the one she saw in the future Timeline, Ancient One, after observing some Timelines, felt that a Guardian like Tang Song, who could nip dangers in the bud, was more to her liking.
This had nothing to do with those small gifts. It was just that compared to Tang Song, Ancient One saw that most of the dangers that constantly erupted in the future, threatening the Reality Dimension and even the entire Universe, were actually created by the Superheroes themselves.
They created dangers again and again, and stepped forward again and again to save the world, like dancing on the tip of a blade.
An unintentional action by one person could change the future. Even Ancient One couldn't see all Timelines clearly.
But even with just a tiny variable, one oversight by those Superheroes, and Earth would be like an egg smashed on the ground.
Crack! Shattered to pieces!
In the face of one's absolute interests, so-called justice was insignificant.
Tony Stark didn't understand this reason. He had a smooth sailing youth. His father was the president of Stark Industries, the only son of a billionaire, and he himself was a highly anticipated genius.
Even after Tony Stark experienced a terrorist kidnap crisis that led to a transformation, the arrogant Tony Stark still couldn't understand why someone would be willing to sell out their friends for money!
"They kidnapped my girlfriend, Damian, you know, I had no choice. If you want to blame someone, blame this damned community. If the Detroit Police Department hadn't sealed off the community, I would have taken her and left long ago!"
In a dilapidated building covered in graffiti in the Red Brick Community, in a room on the seventh floor, Tony Stark, wearing sunglasses, frowned as he looked at the tattooed man pointing a handgun at him.
After locking onto the signal of the call with the two corrupt police officers, he came directly to the outside of this sealed community and, through some means, contacted the informant Bucky had found.
With his help, he snuck into the Red Brick Community, but unexpectedly, another informant inside the community turned.
"You betrayed Bucky Barnes, Lino. You've disappointed me too much. Five hundred thousand US dollars is enough for you to take your girlfriend and move to another city, living a decent life. You defected to Tremaine!?"
Damian held up a handgun and confronted Lino, spitting angrily on the ground.
"I didn't! I was discovered by them while I was trying to inquire about the Counterfeit Money Factory for you guys. I didn't expect Tremaine to guard this Counterfeit Money Factory so strictly. Just by asking about it a little, someone immediately secretly reported it to Tremaine! He kidnapped Lola and forced me to be his inside man!"
Lino's emotions were also out of control. He roared at the two of them hoarsely!
"If it wasn't you, then who was it?" Damian also roared angrily, "Right after we met with you, something happened to Bucky Barnes!"
"It wasn't me, Damian. Take your people and leave this place. I don't want to betray you. I need to find a way to save Lola!"
Mentioning his girlfriend's name, Lino seemed to have lost his drive. He put down the gun in his hand and waved his hand at the two of them with his back turned: "Just pretend you didn't see me!"
"It really wasn't you!?"
Damian seemed to believe Lino's words. He slowly lowered his gun: "Where is Lola being held by Tremaine? I think I can help you!"
Lino turned around, his face full of anxiety: "Just the two of us, there's no way at all. Because of the Counterfeit Money Base, Tremaine has somehow brought in another batch of Gunmen! There are many of them, and they are well-equipped!"
"Perhaps we can seek help from the police station!" Damian suggested.
Lino shook his head and said, "Forget it. Besides you, I can't trust any other police officer in Detroit. God knows how many of them have been bribed by Tremaine!
I suspect that Bucky Barnes might have been betrayed by someone in the police station!"
Damian was momentarily speechless by Lino's words, but he understood that Lino's concern was not without reason. Because of Bucky's matters, besides him and Lino, his superior, the Director of the Detroit Police Department, also knew about it.
Strictly speaking, he was only seconded to the police station. His true identity was an FBI agent.
The Federal Government seconded him here to deal with the Red Brick Community, which was affecting the Federation's image.
Damian pondered for a long time, then took out a mobile phone from his pocket: "Since you don't trust the police station, I can find some friends to help!" He scrolled through a phone screen, found a phone number, and dialed it.
"Cough cough!"
Tony Stark, who had been ignored by the two, could no longer hold back. He took off his sunglasses. Under the sunglasses, the virtual facial disguise image screen automatically disappeared, revealing his true appearance. Damian heard the coughing sound, looked up impatiently, and said, "Mr. David, To, Tony Stark..." Upon seeing Tony Stark's familiar face, Damian's voice immediately became a stutter.
"Hello, should I call you Brian, or Damian? What's the matter? Say it quickly, I'm busy right now!"
At this moment, the call to the phone number saved as Boss Tang on Damian's mobile phone was connected. From the other end of the phone, an annoyed voice came, mixed with the roar of a car engine... "Oh, oh, nothing, Boss Tang, I just wanted to ask how Mia is doing now? —"
"Get lost, kid. I'm warning you, don't even think about Mia, or I'll break your legs —[Hang-up sound]!"
Far away in New York City, at a racetrack, the muscular man listened to the dial tone from the other end of the phone, so angry he almost threw the mobile phone on the ground.
"Boss Tang, what's wrong? You seem unhappy. Do you need me to help you vent your anger?"
A Black Person wearing a black T-shirt and a large gold chain as thick as a thumb put his hand on Dominic's shoulder and asked with a grin.
Dominic shook his head: "Just a bastard trying to get ideas about my sister. I'll teach him a lesson another day! The race car driver you found this time is pretty good!"
"Of course. This race car driver is not only skilled, but also very beautiful!" The Black Person said with a grinning face.
Ancient One had no intention of interfering. Her gaze and enemies were always outside the Reality Dimension.
Compared to the Guardian she needed to support and guide, the one she saw in the future Timeline, Ancient One, after observing some Timelines, felt that a Guardian like Tang Song, who could nip dangers in the bud, was more to her liking.
This had nothing to do with those small gifts. It was just that compared to Tang Song, Ancient One saw that most of the dangers that constantly erupted in the future, threatening the Reality Dimension and even the entire Universe, were actually created by the Superheroes themselves.
They created dangers again and again, and stepped forward again and again to save the world, like dancing on the tip of a blade.
An unintentional action by one person could change the future. Even Ancient One couldn't see all Timelines clearly.
But even with just a tiny variable, one oversight by those Superheroes, and Earth would be like an egg smashed on the ground.
Crack! Shattered to pieces!
In the face of one's absolute interests, so-called justice was insignificant.
Tony Stark didn't understand this reason. He had a smooth sailing youth. His father was the president of Stark Industries, the only son of a billionaire, and he himself was a highly anticipated genius.
Even after Tony Stark experienced a terrorist kidnap crisis that led to a transformation, the arrogant Tony Stark still couldn't understand why someone would be willing to sell out their friends for money!
"They kidnapped my girlfriend, Damian, you know, I had no choice. If you want to blame someone, blame this damned community. If the Detroit Police Department hadn't sealed off the community, I would have taken her and left long ago!"
In a dilapidated building covered in graffiti in the Red Brick Community, in a room on the seventh floor, Tony Stark, wearing sunglasses, frowned as he looked at the tattooed man pointing a handgun at him.
After locking onto the signal of the call with the two corrupt police officers, he came directly to the outside of this sealed community and, through some means, contacted the informant Bucky had found.
With his help, he snuck into the Red Brick Community, but unexpectedly, another informant inside the community turned.
"You betrayed Bucky Barnes, Lino. You've disappointed me too much. Five hundred thousand US dollars is enough for you to take your girlfriend and move to another city, living a decent life. You defected to Tremaine!?"
Damian held up a handgun and confronted Lino, spitting angrily on the ground.
"I didn't! I was discovered by them while I was trying to inquire about the Counterfeit Money Factory for you guys. I didn't expect Tremaine to guard this Counterfeit Money Factory so strictly. Just by asking about it a little, someone immediately secretly reported it to Tremaine! He kidnapped Lola and forced me to be his inside man!"
Lino's emotions were also out of control. He roared at the two of them hoarsely!
"If it wasn't you, then who was it?" Damian also roared angrily, "Right after we met with you, something happened to Bucky Barnes!"
"It wasn't me, Damian. Take your people and leave this place. I don't want to betray you. I need to find a way to save Lola!"
Mentioning his girlfriend's name, Lino seemed to have lost his drive. He put down the gun in his hand and waved his hand at the two of them with his back turned: "Just pretend you didn't see me!"
"It really wasn't you!?"
Damian seemed to believe Lino's words. He slowly lowered his gun: "Where is Lola being held by Tremaine? I think I can help you!"
Lino turned around, his face full of anxiety: "Just the two of us, there's no way at all. Because of the Counterfeit Money Base, Tremaine has somehow brought in another batch of Gunmen! There are many of them, and they are well-equipped!"
"Perhaps we can seek help from the police station!" Damian suggested.
Lino shook his head and said, "Forget it. Besides you, I can't trust any other police officer in Detroit. God knows how many of them have been bribed by Tremaine!
I suspect that Bucky Barnes might have been betrayed by someone in the police station!"
Damian was momentarily speechless by Lino's words, but he understood that Lino's concern was not without reason. Because of Bucky's matters, besides him and Lino, his superior, the Director of the Detroit Police Department, also knew about it.
Strictly speaking, he was only seconded to the police station. His true identity was an FBI agent.
The Federal Government seconded him here to deal with the Red Brick Community, which was affecting the Federation's image.
Damian pondered for a long time, then took out a mobile phone from his pocket: "Since you don't trust the police station, I can find some friends to help!" He scrolled through a phone screen, found a phone number, and dialed it.
"Cough cough!"
Tony Stark, who had been ignored by the two, could no longer hold back. He took off his sunglasses. Under the sunglasses, the virtual facial disguise image screen automatically disappeared, revealing his true appearance. Damian heard the coughing sound, looked up impatiently, and said, "Mr. David, To, Tony Stark..." Upon seeing Tony Stark's familiar face, Damian's voice immediately became a stutter.
"Hello, should I call you Brian, or Damian? What's the matter? Say it quickly, I'm busy right now!"
At this moment, the call to the phone number saved as Boss Tang on Damian's mobile phone was connected. From the other end of the phone, an annoyed voice came, mixed with the roar of a car engine... "Oh, oh, nothing, Boss Tang, I just wanted to ask how Mia is doing now? —"
"Get lost, kid. I'm warning you, don't even think about Mia, or I'll break your legs —[Hang-up sound]!"
Far away in New York City, at a racetrack, the muscular man listened to the dial tone from the other end of the phone, so angry he almost threw the mobile phone on the ground.
"Boss Tang, what's wrong? You seem unhappy. Do you need me to help you vent your anger?"
A Black Person wearing a black T-shirt and a large gold chain as thick as a thumb put his hand on Dominic's shoulder and asked with a grin.
Dominic shook his head: "Just a bastard trying to get ideas about my sister. I'll teach him a lesson another day! The race car driver you found this time is pretty good!"
"Of course. This race car driver is not only skilled, but also very beautiful!" The Black Person said with a grinning face.
