After the door opened, two figures of almost the same size quickly came into Patch's eyes. One of them was very familiar to him and had dealt with him several times. It was Phil Coulson, a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. .

And the man standing next to Coulson, wearing a slightly casual suit, with waxed hair combed back, seems to be meticulous, but his slightly raised mustache, His sense of seriousness and shrewdness was completely spoiled.

It was precisely because of seeing this person that Paqi let out a cry of surprise, his blue eyes stared at this person, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

And just when Patch looked up at this man, this person also stared at Patch with a very interested look.

"Mr. Meiwes, I'm sorry, I'm here to disturb you again."

Just as Patch and this person were looking at each other, Coulson on the side suddenly started talking with a smile, and walked towards Patch while talking.

After seeing Coulson's movements, the mustache also turned his attention away from Patch and followed Coulson.

"Colson."

When Coulson came to his side, Patch turned his head to look at him, and asked blankly, "I remember that the last time you came to my place was two months ago, right?"

"Tell me! What are you doing here this time?"

Hearing Patch's tone of rejecting people thousands of miles away, Coulson's smiling face couldn't help but instantly became embarrassed. He rolled his eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched for a while. He stood there silent for a long time before coming out. He answered Patch's words aloud.

"Mr. Meiwes, there is nothing particularly important. I am here just entrusted by someone, and the person who entrusted me is this..."

Just as he was talking, Coulson turned his body slightly and pointed to the mustache standing beside him, but just when he was about to continue talking, Coulson suddenly turned to Patch and asked: " Mr. Meiwes, you should be familiar with this one, right?"

Listening to Coulson's words, Patch couldn't help turning his eyes to the mustache on the side again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded in response: "Of course."

"I've lived in New York for so many years. Although I haven't met him, at least I've heard of him, and I bought shares in his company not long ago, and..."

While talking, Patch stared at the mustache and suddenly narrowed his eyes and laughed, "Colson, if my expectations are correct, this gentleman should not be too unfamiliar to me, right?"

"Am I right? Mr. Tony Stark."

"Yes, Mr. Meiwes."

Hearing Patch's question, the two mustaches at the corners of Tony's mouth couldn't help but slanted into an upside-down character. He looked at Patch and said with a smile: "Although I don't know you very well, the people in Afghanistan At that time, your subordinate Miss Orianna saved my life."

Just as he was talking, Tony suddenly turned his head and looked at Orianna who was serving on the other side of Patch, and nodded to her with a smile.

"Also, according to Detective Coulson, the riot caused by Obaday more than two months ago was also solved because of your help."

"In this way, it can be said that Mr. Meiwes has saved me twice invisibly, so I have to express my gratitude to you face to face."

"You are very polite, Mr. Stark."

After listening to Tony's words, Patch didn't know whether to say such a sentence in admiration or sarcasm.

It's just that as soon as the voice of this sentence fell, Patch's voice suddenly changed, looked at Tony Stark standing in front of him, and said slowly: "But to be honest, in fact, you don't have to ask I thank you because I uphold the principle of equal dealing in everything I do, and the organization Coulson belongs to has paid the price for you."

"So, it's just a deal for me to save you, but..."

Just as he was talking, Patch's voice suddenly changed again, and he looked at Tony with a smile, a slight look of narrowness appeared on the corner of his mouth, "But Mr. Stark, the reason why you entrusted Coulson to bring you here is probably not just Is it as simple as saying thank you to me?"

"yes."

Although Patch pointed out his intentions, Tony did not show embarrassment or discomfort at all. After he nodded slightly, he responded aloud: "Mr. As the clerk said, he was a wise and wise man."

"I'm really not just here to thank you this time, but I also want to see the magic of wizards, and..."

Tony suddenly paused for a moment, a slight hesitation appeared on his face, and he seemed to be thinking about the next wording. After waiting for more than ten seconds, he continued to open his mouth and said, "Please help me solve a problem." question."

"Solve a problem? Are there any problems in this world that a genius like you can't solve?"

Patch frowned slightly, pretending to be surprised and exclaimed twice in succession, and after exclaiming, he slowly moved his eyes from Tony's face to his chest, glanced at his chest, and then revealed a trace of The color of understanding.

"you…"

Hearing Patch's not-so-pleasant words, Tony's face drooped instantly, and there was a slight trace of anger in his eyes, but just when he was about to refute, he happened to see Patch's understanding expression , suddenly swallowed back the words that were about to be blurted out.

"Could it be that he already knows about my physical problems?" Staring at Patch, Tony couldn't help muttering to himself.

And Patch's next words seemed to confirm Tony's conjecture. He suddenly raised his head to look at Tony, and said slowly, "Mr. Stark, I think I should know what's wrong with you~www .lightnovelpub.net~ And you should also be thankful that your current situation has not reached the point of no return, of course, you should be even more fortunate that you asked me for help through Coulson in time."

"Uh, Mr. Meiwes..."

Tony, who was stunned by Patch's words, took a long time to react, but just when he was about to ask something out loud, he was interrupted by Patch in an instant.

"Mr. Stark, you don't have to worry, I will solve that problem for you later."

After staring at Tony and finished saying this sentence, Patch suddenly turned his head to look at Orianna on the other side, and said aloud: "Orianna, please arrange for Coulson and Mr. Stark to be here first. Take a break."

"Okay, master." Orianna nodded in agreement, then greeted Coulson and Tony, and led them to the sofa by the wall of the hall.

When the two sat down on the sofa, Patch on the other side just lifted the cover of the dinner plate on the long table in front of him, picked up the knife and fork, and enjoyed the breakfast carefully prepared by Orianna.

"He can solve my problem? How will he solve it? Witchcraft? Magic? Or..."

Tony, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Patch, who was eating breakfast at the head of the long table, and remembered what he said just now, and couldn't help muttering inwardly.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, Tony saw that Patch was still enjoying his breakfast slowly, and he couldn't help becoming more anxious in his heart.

Putting the last piece of steak into his mouth, chewing and swallowing carefully, and then taking the napkin from Orianna's hand to wipe his mouth, Patch slowly stood up and turned to look at the sofa Tony and Coulson, who were already extremely anxious, called out to them.

"Okay, come with me!"