To be honest, under the supervision of Jarvis, no, it should be said that it was Friday, Casillas was almost invisible.

Whether Casillas is on the streets of America or he's on a plane heading abroad, it's all there on Friday.

After all, no matter how you change, that face cannot change.

Even after a series of disguises, compared with an artificial intelligence like Friday, it can almost be discovered quickly.

Soon, in just one meal, Friday found traces of Casillas.

Casillas purchased a ticket to a small country in Eastern Europe, and the expected departure time was around 3:40 in the afternoon.

There are still 20 minutes left from now.

But Ronan didn't panic at all, and continued to eat his lunch.

After all, this is Tony Stark's treat, and the food is all good food, and Ronan is not willing to waste it.

"It seems like you're not in a hurry at all."

After saying that, Zhou You hung up the phone and continued to deal with the steak in front of him, which was worth several thousand dollars.

Ding ring ring ring.

Because the more he looked at Ronan's smile, the more he remembered the humiliation he felt when he knelt down to Ronan in public that day.

Because with the blessing of Dormammu's power, he is already stronger than everyone else in Karma Taj.

Ronan glanced at Tony Stark's absent-minded look and said proactively.

"Isn't this a replica of the previous S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

At least because of his previous work, the five major countries will give him some face.

It's impossible to pack, Tony Stark hasn't eaten yet!——

New York streets.

Tsk, the backstab of justice!

"Okay, I didn't ask."

After all, who are these people?

"So fast?"

Casillas was not to be outdone and said mockingly.

They don't sell this kind of stuff in high-end restaurants like theirs.

"Put your things here."

"Then I will still be the next supreme mage of Karma Taj."

However, Casillas, who was walking forward rapidly, suddenly stopped.

"What does that have to do with me?"

Tony Stark looked at Ronan and almost couldn't help but extend his middle finger.

"Besides, I'm just trying to think of a solution for you. It doesn't matter whether you accept it or not. Why do you ask me about these things?"

Ronan preferred this drink to any other expensive wine.

Ronan explained it anyway.

"When he snooped into my privacy, I had to beat him up."

The waiter nodded hesitantly and glanced at Tony Stark without any trace.

"Oh, you mean Nick Fury?"

Tony Stark pointed to the table.

Eaters are short-tongued. If you want to eat something good and ask people to do things, you have to use your little brain, right?

But speaking of it, Tony Stark took the initiative to invite himself to a place like this for dinner. Isn't that the same reason?

"Huh? What did you say?"

Even Gu Yi has the confidence to make a few moves. If he is really defeated, he still has a chance to escape.

Tony Stark leaned back in his chair again, seeming to wonder whether Ronan's suggestion was true.

Yes, Nick Fury has a thousand and ten thousand shortcomings, and some of them are even very unacceptable.

"Then buy me another Pepsi."

"Well, Friday just told me that he found traces of Casillas in New York."

Ronan smiled and said.

What he had in mind was also very simple.

"Yes, it's me."

Tony Stark asked curiously.

Nick Fury is a typical person who has too many thoughts, thinking over and over again, but he didn't expect to be stabbed in the back.

Ronan looked at Casillas with a smile, seemingly not angry at all.

"It's you Ronan!"

But in fact, this is just a cover he threw down.

Ronan rolled his eyes.

Ronan picked up the phone, agreed for a while, and then hung up.

But there was no choice. The owner of this restaurant was sitting opposite Ronan. He didn't say anything, and the waiter was even more embarrassed to say anything.

Ronan appeared not far in front of him.

"Wait a minute, why does this idea of ​​yours seem so familiar to me?"

"Actually, you don't want to make a big fuss, you just need a middleman."

With that said, Ronan glanced at Tony Stark, took out his mobile phone and pressed a number.

"Does she think that she can protect the earth from being invaded by just talking?"

"After all, most small countries have no say in these matters."

"So, Nick Fury is undoubtedly the best candidate, isn't he?"

In his memory, Ronan's friendship with Nick Fury didn't seem that deep.

"Steve is the nominal captain, but his ideas conflict with many of you."

"Tell me what you think."

Tony Stark twitched his lips, not that he felt sorry for his steak.

As for the number of defenders, Casillas doesn't care at all.

Even if he screwed up S.H.I.E.L.D.

After the waiter left, Tony Stark picked up the knife and fork and stabbed the steak hard.

When the time comes, Dormammu promises them not only to give them eternal life, but also to let them take charge of this planet!

According to the plan Casillas told others, he chose the Xiangjiang Temple.

However, Tony Stark raised his eyebrows.

"Long time no see."

He originally saw Ronan here before he came here. Why did Ronan disappear when he got here?

This made him feel very ashamed!

"Don't worry if this idea has been used before, but it is indeed suitable for you."

"Braised eggs."

The New York Temple is currently in a state of reconstruction, and all defense measures have not yet been fully established, so it is the best time for him to launch a sneak attack.

"I remember, didn't you have a grudge against Nick Fury?"

"Of course I have thought about this, but there is no suitable candidate."

Tony Stark seemed to have thought of something.

But where he is now, he has never passed by the New York Temple.

Tony Stark was a little confused.

"Looking at the sad look on your face, why don't I think of a way for you?"

"Is it possible that he knew you would think so, so he went to that place specifically."

When he saw Ronan's face that deserved a beating, the dead memories began to attack Casillas crazily.

Judging by his speed and distance, he should have reached the location of the New York Temple long ago.

Why can't this group of people find a middleman to negotiate and solve the problem?

The number called was none other than the person in charge of the London Temple.

Ronan shook his head. To be honest, this little trick was a bit insulting to his intelligence.

Ronan curled his lips and even wanted to make a face.

"Isn't he one of the founders of the Avengers?"

"He's walking towards Baker Street. Oh, where you usually live."

Ronan slowly opened the Pepsi, took a sip, and burped with satisfaction.
To be continued...