"...Justice?"
There was silence outside for a few seconds; clearly, Tony was processing this absurd vocabulary.
"Are you sure it's because of justice? Not because of something else?"
A just person?
Would fly into his home for no reason to extort him?
And self-destruct if he didn't give in?
What kind of justice is that?
Muslim justice?
"One hundred percent sure. She is now also our important external consultant."
Coulson guaranteed solemnly, "And with her around, the success rate of this operation against General Ross will be greatly increased."
Another long minute passed.
Under Coulson's persistent persuasion, the door was finally pushed open a crack again.
Tony poked his face in, half-doubting.
At this time, Reze had already opened the Cola; with a 'pssh' sound of bubbles, she chugged it down.
This made Tony's eyebrows twitch involuntarily again.
Leaning against the cabinet, Reze narrowed her eyes at Tony, who was peeking through the door, and gave a sweet smile, even waving her other hand friendlily:
"Hi, Moneybags, long time no see~"
Tony swallowed hard.
No... you call this 'deeply realizing her past mistakes and feeling very regretful'?
Why does it sound like she regrets not robbing enough last time?
Even if he were wearing the Iron Man Suit, Tony wouldn't want to face this young girl, let alone now when he was only wearing a suit.
Tony turned his head and firmly grabbed Coulson, who was trying to back away beside him.
It was clear that although Coulson's words sounded nice, he was actually a bit intimidated himself.
Tony gripped the good-natured Agent's arm tightly, forcibly dragging him in front of himself to use as a human shield.
"Alright... alright."
Hiding behind Coulson with only half his body showing, Tony pointed at Reze and warned:
"Listen, I don't care what kind of magic potion you gave S.H.I.E.L.D., if you dare to touch your pull-ring even once in this room, or if there's even a hint of an explosion, I'll... I'll have Coulson dock your entire salary! That's right, exactly!"
It might seem like Tony was being merciful by only mentioning docking her salary, but in reality... he was truly out of options.
He really couldn't beat this crazy woman in front of him.
Looking at the jittery Iron Man, Reze could only shrug helplessly, raising the Cola can in her hand to gesture: "Don't be nervous, little Iron Girl in the red dress. Big sister is a good person and won't bully a virtuous woman like you, don't worry~"
"Little Iron Girl in the red dress?"
The "virtuous woman" Tony's face turned red and white with anger.
He was always the one teasing others and calling them "babe."
When did it become his turn to be teased by a girl who hadn't even fully grown up yet?
But Tony didn't dare to talk back, fearing he would provoke the purple-haired Creeper in front of him, so he forced himself to swallow this resentment.
Reze in Tony's eyes
Coulson's lips were pressed tight as he listened.
He thought through all the saddest things in his life, fearing he would laugh out loud in front of Tony and cause this cooperation to end prematurely.
However, the answer to who came up with the wicked code name "Welcoming Committee" was now clear.
If it wasn't Tony, who else could it be?
Then a new question arose.
Who would be the final member of the Welcoming Committee?
Tony was very curious; he hoped she was a good woman, at least one who could keep Reze in check.
Just as Tony was thinking this, the sound of high heels echoed outside the door.
The third member of the Welcoming Committee had arrived.
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