The elevator went all the way to the 20th floor, and with a 'ding', the thick metal door opened automatically.

"I'm here. Lieutenant General Cavill, let's talk again next time." ​​

Zheng Xian pulled open the iron fence outside and walked out, then turned his head and smiled at Luke.

"Chatting with Director Zheng is very interesting. See you tomorrow at Versailles."

Luke also had a smile on his lips and made a happy expression of having a pleasant conversation.

When they left, Howard withdrew his strange look and asked, "I never knew you knew anything about Eastern culture, and you had such a good time talking to that S.P.E.A.R. guy."

"There are many things you don't know. Howard, as a Casanova, you should understand one thing, keep your mystique and surprise people whenever you can, in order to maintain your appeal."

When the 22nd floor arrived, Luke stepped out of the elevator, stepped on the soft carpet, and arrived at the corridor.

"Treat Zheng Xian, a little politer. Don't think that he was easy to talk to. If you really offend him, you will suffer."

Thinking of Howard's sharp tongue, Luke made a special note to avoid any conflict between the two sides that might end badly.

S.P.E.A.R, with profound background, was founded by Zhang Heng of the Brotherhood of the Shield, who was a big shot who actually spoke with a Celestial.

With K'un-Lun and the Celestial, the overall strength was much higher than that of The Avengers in its heyday.

Luke would have a headache if he really had to face them.

It should be known that even holding the Ten Rings in his hand, the powerful Mandarin, still couldn't stay in China, and had to flee overseas.

From this, the hidden strength of S.P.E.A.R. could be surmised.

"I understand. Do I look like the kind of person who causes trouble?"

Howard muttered with some dissatisfaction and turned around to walk to his suite.

He didn't invite Luke to the red-light district for a preview either, as the other was an official Lieutenant General and had to preside over the Peace Summit at Versailles tomorrow.

At this time, if it was rumored that he ran to the sex venues and watched the dancers show their legs, his reputation would definitely be affected.

Howard wasn't the kind of guy who only knew how to play and couldn't tell the difference between what's important and not.

'I take back what I said before. There's nothing envious about being a celebrity, at least I can have fun now, and you could only stay in the hotel room. '

Howard chuckled twice, humming a light tune, ready to take a break and gather his strength for the fierce battle at night.

"By the way, Howard, a friendly reminder."

Luke opened the door, but didn't go in, as if remembering something.

"According to statistics, when the Third Reich occupied Paris, there were hundreds of 'temporary prostitutes' in this city, so ... you should pay attention."

Howard, who was in a good mood, changed his face instantly.

The thought that he might get infected with AIDS suddenly dispelled his excitement.

Just like entering the sage mode, everything became dull.

"You are such an asshole, Luke! Do I have to spend a boring afternoon stuck in a hotel too?"

Howard said bitterly.

Then, with a bang, he slammed on the door.

"It's a good reminder."

Luke shrugged his shoulders, showing a happy smile when the prank succeeded.

What he said wasn't groundless.

Patrick Buisson said later that in the summer of 1940, France turned into a giant nude camp, and the Germans came in with a flourish.

The irony was particularly obvious.

In those days, the occupiers of the Third Reich had exclusive brothels filled with Parisian women who sold their bodies for a living.

The most interesting thing was that in 1942, two million men were locked up in prison in France, but the birth rate in that year soared.

Therefore, Luke reminded Howard to manage his lower body, and not mess around blindly.

If he ran to the red-light district of Paris at this time, he would probably have a 30-40% chance of winning the game.

In case Howard was really that unfortunate, wouldn't it be a direct change for the future, and Iron Man would disappear?

'I'm doing this for your own good. '

Luke closed the door, took off his uniform jacket, and leaned back on the bed with his hands on the back of his head, quietly meditating.

'However, what happened to S.P.E.A.R? To actually make the Director himself get involved... '

He was very interested in the other mission that Zheng Xian said before.

If it's just a Peace Summit, the other party would never come to Paris.

Previously, S.H.I.E.L.D. had a meeting with them, but the delegation was absent.

...

...

At night, the banquet hall of the Royal Hotel.

In order to welcome delegations from all over the world and the Liberator of Paris, the French made a big show out of it.

Top-notch chefs, top-notch service, the magnificent building and beautiful dancers.

For a while, the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

Delegations from various countries gathered in small circles in groups of three or five.

The atmosphere of the cocktail party was relaxing and elegant, the music flowed, and the long tables were filled with a wide variety of food, which could be enjoyed at will.

There was also an eye-catching broad stage. A graceful female singer, and all the charming dancers.

It was simply immersive and overwhelming -- just like a guy who followed Luke.

Howard, who was depressed and bored, immediately perked up as if he had been injected with a stimulant.

"Look at you, don't you have the poise and reserve of a genius scientist? "

Luke took a sip of champagne and spoke in disgust.

"If I maintained my poise and reserve, I would have had to lie in the hotel bed tonight, enjoying my loneliness and solitude."

Howard justified, "If I lose the above, I could spend the night with ... a spirited Parisian dancer. 90% of men will know how to answer this multiple-choice question."

There was no risk with the French dance company.

"I hope you'll be able to stand up tomorrow."

Luke left the excited and energetic Howard waiting to be released, and walked up to Zheng Xian with his champagne.

This S.P.E.A.R. Director was obviously a knowledgeable, battle-hardened veteran driver.

After a few glances at the dancer's white thighs, he withdrew his gaze and turned his attention to the French Blue Lobster on his plate.

The pink and beautiful lobster meat, lying quietly in the plate, made people's fingers tingle.

"Does Director Zheng Xian like the food?"

Luke passed the tableside condiment to the other party.

"You can squeeze a little lemon juice, if you can bear it."

Zheng Xian took the soy sauce without touching the lemon and smiled, "Good to see you again, Lieutenant General Cavill."

"I'm not going to lie to you, I don't have any other hobbies, but I have a love for food."

Luke wasn't surprised at all. It was normal for Chinese people to bring their own food-eating habits.

"Fortunately, then, the Peace Summit was held in Paris, not London."

He said.

The British fish and chips, French fries and fish, as well as the Stargazy pie, would probably drive a Chinese person crazy.

"Hahahaha, Lieutenant General Cavill sure is funny."

Zheng Xian took a bite of his lobster meat and showed a satisfied expression on his face.

"To be honest, S.P.E.A.R. attended the Peace Summit for another purpose besides discussing the issue of Atlantis."

Luke leaned to his side and smiled softly, "Can you tell me? If it's confidential, then I won't pry."

"Lieutenant General Cavill is the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D and a World War II hero. There's nothing to hide."

Zheng Xian replied readily.

"Then again, I still have something to ask the Lieutenant General for."

Luke's eyes flashed, secretly sighing.

This S.P.E.A.R. Director didn't have any ability to speak of, but in terms of talking, he was very good.

Speaking without being condescending, generous and unrestrained, but still made people unconsciously feel that he was approachable.

"Director Zheng Xian, please tell me. I have a good understanding of the relationship between S.H.I.E.L.D and S.P.E.A.R. It's a duty to help each other when things go wrong."

Luke was straightforward, making his stance clear.

It would be convenient for them to have a good relationship with S.P.E.A.R. in the future.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was positioned as an international official organization.

Maintaining good relations with major countries in the world was beneficial and not harmful.

"Lieutenant General Cavill is also a straightforward man."

Zheng Xian agreed and chewed on the sweet, springy lobster meat.

"Then I'll be frank. There are five traitors within S.P.E.A.R."

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