People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

Even more depressed than Stark was Hawkeye.

Why are you the only ones getting on the bus?

who am I?

Where am I?

It can be seen that internal problems have caused Stark to stay away from S.H.I.E.L.D. for the time being.He still has a lot of problems of his own and has no time to worry about other people's affairs.

Mike mixed up a cheeseburger and got off halfway.

The Stark Tower is also in Manhattan, located in Bryant Park at 42nd Street and Lexington Street. Surrounded by skyscrapers, it is a bustling commercial street, one above the ground and one below Hell's Kitchen, and they are quite far apart.

Moreover, the entire press conference was basically Stark's show-off scene, so there was no need to go there specifically to look for abuse.

Finally, after being away for five days, Mike missed his little run-down supermarket a little bit.

A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.

"Here comes the fat goose."

Mike rushed into the supermarket excitedly.

There was no cheering as expected.

Old Earl and Chloe are not here... Chloe is at school at this time, and Old Earl should go to work normally.

Damn it, the boss is not here, are you fishing in an aboveboard way?

Salary deduction!

Then Skye and a dark-haired girl came out smiling.

"Mike, you're back." Skye smiled softly, "Your female friend is here to see you."

I always felt that there was a knife hidden in Skye's smile - a butcher's knife.

And the black-haired girl looks familiar.

But Mike was pretty sure it was his first meeting with the girl.He often couldn't remember the names of girls he dated, but after talking about life and exploring the tunnels, Mike wouldn't be able to remember her face unless she had plastic surgery.

Black hair, Audrey Hepburn-like big eyes, Anne Hathaway-like thick lips, and a palm-sized face are indeed one of Mike's favorite types.

He must be Skye's friend.

"Hello! I'm Mike."

Mike was enthusiastic, meeting Skye's friends for the first time.

"Jessica."

Skye was stunned and said to the black-haired girl: "Jessica, I'll have a word with Mike, you can do whatever you want."

"It's okay." Jessica acted very casually and looked around the supermarket.

Skye pulled Mike aside and asked in a low voice, "Mike, what's going on?"

Mike was confused: "What's going on?"

"Isn't Jessica your female friend? Putting on pants and not recognizing anyone?" Skye added an accent to the word "female" in her female friend.

It sounded like gnashing of teeth.

"No, I thought she was your girlfriend."

"you sure?"

"One hundred percent sure."

The two looked at each other.

"You little bitch, you acted like you knew Mike well before, what do you want?" Skye thought to herself.

No wonder Skye had a weird attitude before, thinking that Mike's gangsters were still unsatisfied and wanted to fight again until dawn.

"It's not your fault!" Skye rolled her eyes.

"Can you blame me for this?" Mike touched his nose.

Forget it, good men don’t fight with women, unless they’re in bed (they have to fight to the death, until they’re dripping with sweat).

"I'll go over and ask about the situation first." Mike reassured Skye, "I hope I'm not here to cause trouble."

"Okay, if you are looking for trouble, then when you do it..."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything."

"What I mean is, try not to slap her in the face when you do it. After all, she is a girl."

Mike: (||￢_￢)

Mike stepped forward and said with a smile: "It seems the situation is a bit complicated. Can you explain it?"

The black-haired girl said calmly: "Introduce yourself again, Jessica Jones, private detective."

Jessica Jones?

Treasure girl?

"So let's get to know the competition?" Mike said.

"No." Jessica shook her head, "I just wanted to see which man made my sister, who is as proud as a peacock, wait for your call for two days and didn't even contact her."

"Um...I've been on a business trip abroad in the past few days." Mike had a question in his mind: "Who is her sister?"

Of course, never ask this kind of question directly, as it may lead to suspicion of committing suicide.

Jessica suddenly approached, stared into Mike's eyes, and said, "You haven't forgotten who my sister is, have you? It seems like it's really... Hahaha!"

Jessica laughed heartily.

Mike again: (||￢_￢)

After laughing for a while, Jessica said: "Trish, Tracy Walker, my sister."

Well, Trish Walker... has a professional skirt and blond hair. She looks like a serious prosecutor, but the wildness of the physical confrontation makes Mike speechless. She is a female knight who impressed Mike very much.

Trish did say something about her sister, but the two didn't have the same last name, and Mike couldn't make the connection.

Jessica, worried about her sister, investigated Mike.

Mike complained: "Isn't your relationship with your sister bad?"

Jessica said: "It's not good... Not only my sister, I have a bad relationship with everyone."

Mike noticed that even if the girl laughed heartily, there was haze in the corners of her eyes.

The incident with Purple Man caused huge damage to her, and her wounds were so bloody that she still cannot recover.

"But she is my sister after all."

"so what?"

"Nothing." Jessica held the stainless steel shelf and made a fingerprint on it.

It means that preaching and giving fluids is an adult thing and I hope she can't control it, but if she dares to lie to her sister, I hope Mike's bones are as hard as stainless steel shelves.

"Huh~"

Sick... Stainless steel shelves are free!

As soon as Jessica left, Skye immediately came over and said, "We didn't start a fight. Who is she? What's going on?"

"It's just a private detective. Maybe he thinks I'm quite famous in this field. Come here to see what's going on?"

"Competing teammates? That's it?"

"Otherwise?" Mike felt a little guilty and quickly changed the subject, "Turn on the TV, quick! There's a good show..."

On TV, Stark looked melancholy and talked eloquently. If he Photoshopped out his half-eaten cheeseburger, he would be very philosophical.

Less than an hour after the press conference, Stark Group fell to the limit, and Mike felt that he was one step closer to the peak of his life.

At this time, Old Earl poked his head outside the door.

Mike smiled sinisterly and said: "Old Earl, what are you doing during working hours? Aren't you afraid of having your wages deducted!"

"Boss, you are back!"

Old Earl said happily.

Looking around the supermarket, he muttered: "Hey, there's no fight?"

It seems that Old Earl just went to "escape".

Don't talk about morality!

Sure enough, it was a wise and wise decision to deduct wages.

Mike went back to the second floor, took a hot shower, and then went to the underground base to put back the unused things.

Skye followed quietly.

"How is the mission?"

"It went very well. Didn't you see Stark on TV just now? He is alive and well."

"I mean, whether you are injured or not, who cares whether Stark lives or lives!"

"No." Mike said with a smile: "The terrorists are all women. Seeing my beauty, they are reluctant to shoot."

Skye chuckled and said, "It's useless even if you shoot me, your face is as thick as a wall."

The two chatted for quite some time, mostly Skye doing the talking.She talked about some of her experiences, life in an orphanage, and being in various foster homes.

Finally, what Skye wants to say is that she joined a hacker group called "Rising Tide" whose purpose is to reveal the hidden truth.

Simply put, Rising Tide is an illegal organization and all members are wanted.So Skye was afraid of getting Mike involved.

Mike knew that "Rising Tide", like all organizations founded by idealists, eventually turned sour and became a tool for profit-seekers and careerists.

Mike smiled and said: "If you knew who I was dealing with, you wouldn't say anything to get involved."

"Who?" Skye asked curiously: "I'm just curious, if I can't tell."

"The term 'who' is not accurate, some of them are not human beings..."