Marvel’s Big Villain

On the second floor of the Eiffel Tower, there is a Michelin one-star restaurant named Jules Verne.

The restaurant specializes in French cuisine, and it is 125 meters above the ground. Sitting by the window, you can enjoy the night view of Paris.

The excellent craftsmanship and the ultimate landscape have attracted countless diners to come here, and the restaurant's business is also booming.

"Sir, ma'am, half-ripe pan-fried veal steak!" A waiter came over and placed the steak in front of the guests.

"thanks!"

After thanking the guest casually, he picked up the knife and fork and prepared to taste the delicious food in front of him.

However, the waiter on the side did not leave, he stared at the face of the guest seriously, with a shy expression and hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" The guest turned his head slightly impatiently.

"Are you Mr. Tony Stark?" the waiter asked quickly.

Tony put down the knife and fork to face him, and said calmly, "I am!"

With a definite answer, the waiter became very happy.

He took out a signature pen and a postcard of the "Iron Man" collector's edition, bowed respectfully and said, "Sir, I'm a big fan of yours, can you sign it for me?"

Hearing this, Tony was slightly surprised and displeased.

But he still took the pen and paper, and whispered: "I can sign for you, but I hope you don't bother me for the next hour."

Looking at the signed photo in his hand, the waiter nodded happily: "Don't worry, I won't let anyone disturb your date."

Looking at the back of the waiter leaving, Tony smiled and said, "This kid is really sensible."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the beautiful woman in front of him, and persuaded him, "Even the waiter can tell that we are dating, so don't be so sad and be happy."

Pepper Potts cut the steak absently, bowed his head and said, "Tony, I'm really not in the mood. The clown organization is becoming more and more rampant in the United States, and all the brave fighters are fighting them, but we come out at this time Dating……"

Tony sighed softly, held Pepper's hand and said, "Fighters also need to rest. We have been doing high-intensity work during this period, and if we are too tense, we will break."

Pepper looked sad and said: "I know you are working hard, but..."

"Don't worry, it's only a week, there's nothing to delay." Tony looked sideways at the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and said, "Look, the night view of Paris is so beautiful, we must forget our troubles and enjoy this rare moment to the fullest. "

Pepper turned her head to look at the night scene outside the window, and she was a little intoxicated for a moment.

Forget it, let him rest for a week.

Pepper convinced himself in his heart, finally showing a faint smile on his face.

boom!

At this time, there was a huge muffled sound, and a building in the distance suddenly burst into flames.

The expressions of Pepper and Tony froze instantly.

The restaurant at a height of 125 meters above the ground allows guests to easily see the panoramic view of Paris.

Soon, there was noise in the quiet and elegant restaurant.

"My goodness!"

"What a big flame, who knows where it is?"

"If I'm not mistaken, there should be Notre Dame de Paris!"

"It's over! With such a big flame, Notre Dame Cathedral will be burned to ashes."

"The color of this flame is unusual. It should not be an accidental fire, but someone deliberately set it on fire!"

"But who would have the audacity to set fire to Notre-Dame de Paris?"

Who else?

Only clowns are organized!

The smile on Pepper's face restrained, becoming angry and helpless.

"Shit!" Looking at Pepper's eyes, Tony uttered an obscenity in a distracted manner.

"Tony." Pepper turned his head and called out.

But Mr. Stark didn't seem to hear it, he just frowned and cut the steak on the plate vigorously.

"Tony! It's your turn!" Pepper's voice rose a few more degrees.

"Huh..." Tony sighed heavily, "It's the job of firefighters to fight fires."

Pepper frowned, with a serious face: "But it's your job to catch the clown organization."

"No! This is not my job!" Tony waved his hands quickly, and said impatiently, "I'm just a consultant of S.H.I.E.L.D., not an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Don't make a mistake!"

"But you're Iron Man, you're a superhero!"

"No! This is two different things from Iron Man! Before I joined S.H.I.E.L.D., I made it very clear to Nick Fury. As long as it is dealing with the Clown Organization, I am willing to provide all technical support without reservation, but I absolutely will not participate front line battle."

Tony spoke extremely fast, and his face flushed a little.

After finishing speaking in one breath, he turned his head to look out of the window, and said in a slightly sad tone, "I believe you don't want to experience that day half a year ago again."

Hearing this, Pepper could no longer speak.

The tragic failure half a year ago has completely broken them.

Although with the help of the nobleman, they each came out of the shadows and chose to join the S.H.I.E.L.D. against the Joker organization.

But neither Tony nor Pepper had the guts to confront Jason head-on.

No one can accept the successive fiascos.

………………

At the sightseeing entrance on the ground of the Eiffel Tower, a long queue of people pointed at the distant fire.

However, a man wearing dark hooded work clothes took the opportunity to jump in line and walk into the sightseeing entrance, and came to the private elevator leading to the second floor.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?" A waiter stopped him and looked him up and down with questioning eyes.

The hooded man was disheveled, with dark skin and rough hands. He looked like someone who was engaged in heavy physical labor.

The waiter doubted whether his monthly salary would be enough to go up and have a big meal.

"I have an appointment!"

The hooded man took out the reservation voucher for the restaurant.

"I'm sorry, sir, you must wear formal clothes in this restaurant. If you don't have formal clothes, the restaurant..."

The waiter explained the rules of the restaurant to him, but the hooded man didn't have the patience to listen.

He frowned and flicked his wrist, a dagger appeared in his hand.

With a backhand stab, the dagger pierced hard into the waiter's throat, and blood gushed out.

"what!!!"

This scene was seen by the people behind, and piercing screams immediately sounded.

This is the end of the matter, and the man in the hood is no longer hiding.

He took off his hood, revealing an old face.

He was framed by the Stark family, resulting in a rough life and could only hide in Siberia Ivan Vanke.

And the purpose of his trip is to assassinate the last blood of the Stark family - Tony Stark.

Ivan ignored the panicked passers-by and entered the elevator, and came to the restaurant on the second floor of the Eiffel Tower.

The elevator door opened, and the waiter in charge of the reception was startled.

How did the people downstairs do it? Why were they let in without formal attire?

"Sir, I'm sorry, this restaurant..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ivan grabbed his collar and dragged him into the elevator.

Years of heavy physical labor have made Ivan's body very strong. He can hit ten thin bamboo poles like restaurant waiters.

Ivan asked viciously, "If you want to survive, answer me a question."

The waiter said in horror: "You say."

"Which table is Tony Stark sitting at?"

Hearing this, the waiter showed a surprised expression on his face.

After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his finger tremblingly, pointing to the left: "Mr. Stark is at table 20!"

"thanks!"

Ivan smiled cruelly, and quickly grabbed his throat with his right hand.

Click!

The waiter's throat was crushed, and he faltered and couldn't make a sound.

He could only stare wide-eyed, and knelt down on the ground with a painful expression.

Stark, I have come to seek revenge on you!

With a sneer on his face, Ivan strode into the restaurant.