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As the elevator went all the way to the twentieth floor, there was a "ding" sound and the thick metal door opened automatically.

"I'm here. Lieutenant General Cavell, let's talk next time."

Zheng Xian opened the iron fence surrounding the outside, and after walking out, he turned and smiled at Luke.

"It was fun chatting with Director Zheng. See you at the Palace of Versailles tomorrow."

Luke also smiled, pretending to be having a pleasant conversation.

After the other party left, Howard withdrew his strange gaze and asked, "I never knew you knew enough about Eastern culture to be so happy chatting with that guy from the Divine Spear Bureau."

"There are a lot of things you don't know. Howard, as a prodigal in love, you should understand that you must maintain your sense of mystery and always create surprises for others. Only in this way can you maintain your attraction."

When the twenty-second floor arrived, Luke stepped out of the elevator, stepped on the soft carpet, and came to the corridor.

"Be more polite to Zheng Xian. Don't think he is so easy to talk to. If you really want to offend him, you will always suffer."

Thinking of Howard's harsh words, Luke gave a special warning to avoid any conflict between the two parties later, which would end badly.

The Divine Spear Bureau has a profound foundation. It was founded by Zhang Heng of the Holy Shield Brotherhood, who was a big boss who competed with the Celestial Group.

Together with Kunlun and the gods in heaven, the overall strength is much greater than that of the Avengers in their heyday.

If they really had to face each other, Luke would also have a headache.

You must know that the Mandarins, who hold the Ten Commandments and are powerful in battle, cannot stay in China any longer and have no choice but to flee outside the country.

From this, we can deduce the hidden strength of the Divine Spear Bureau.

"I see, do I look like the kind of person who would cause trouble?"

Howard muttered with some dissatisfaction, turned around and walked towards his suite.

He also didn't invite Luke to the red light district to collect news. The other party was appointed a lieutenant general and had to host a peace summit at the Palace of Versailles tomorrow.

At this time, if it is spread that you went to a sensual place and watched a dancer showing her thighs, your reputation will definitely be affected.

Howard is not the kind of guy who only knows how to have fun and doesn't understand the importance of things.

"I take back what I said before. Being a celebrity is nothing to envy. At least I can go have fun now, while you can only stay in your hotel room."

Howard laughed twice and hummed a light tune, preparing to take a rest and recharge his batteries for the fierce battle in the evening.

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

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

"According to statistics, when the Third Reich occupied Paris, there were 100,000 'temporary prostitutes' in the city, so...you should pay attention."

Howard, who was originally in a happy mood, suddenly changed his expression.

When I thought that I might be infected with AIDS, my excitement suddenly dissipated.

Just like entering the time of the wise, everything becomes boring.

"You're such an asshole, Luke! You have to leave me stuck in a hotel, spending a boring afternoon?"

Howard said bitterly.

Then there was a "bang" sound and the door was slammed hard.

"This is a kind reminder."

Luke shrugged, smiling cheerfully as if he had succeeded in his mischief.

The news he said is not without foundation.

Some people in later generations said that in the summer of 1940, France turned into a huge nude camp, and the Germans walked in with great force.

The irony in it is particularly obvious.

At that time, the occupiers of the Third Reich had special brothels in which Parisian women sold their bodies for a living.

The most interesting thing is that in 1942, two million men were imprisoned in France, but the birth rate that year skyrocketed.

Therefore, Luke's reminder to Howard to take care of his lower body is not considered pure trouble.

At this time, if you go to the red light district of Paris, you have about a 30 to 40% chance of successfully winning the bid.

If Howard is really that unlucky, wouldn't it be possible to directly change the future and eliminate Iron Man?

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

Luke closed the door, took off his military jacket, leaned against the bed, held the back of his head in his hands, and meditated quietly.

"However, what happened to the Divine Spear Bureau? The director was actually able to take action personally."

He was very interested in the other tasks that Zheng Xian had mentioned before.

It's just a peace summit, and the other party will never come to Paris.

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

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At night, the banquet hall of the Palace Hotel.

In order to welcome delegations from various countries and a certain liberator of Paris, the French made a grand spectacle.

Top chefs, top service, plus splendid and magnificent buildings, and beautiful dancers dancing the cancan.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was very heated.

Delegations from various countries gathered in small groups, forming small circles.

The atmosphere of the cocktail party is intertwined, soothing and elegant music flows, and a wide variety of delicacies are placed on the long table for you to take at will.

There is also an eye-catching wide stage with a graceful female singer and a group of charming and passionate sexy dancers.

It's so immersive that you can't extricate yourself - this is the case for a guy who is following Luke.

Howard, who was originally depressed and bored, immediately became energetic after seeing this scene, as if he had been injected with a stimulant.

"Let's see if you have the demeanor and reserve of a genius scientist."

Luke took a sip of champagne and said disgustedly.

"If I maintain my grace and reserve, I can only lie on the big bed in the hotel tonight and enjoy the loneliness and loneliness alone."

Howard said plausibly and confidently: "If I throw away the above, I can spend a spring night with... a passionate Parisian dancer. Ninety percent of men will know how to do this kind of multiple-choice question."

There is always no risk in a dance troupe hired by the French.

"I hope you can still stand up tomorrow."

Luke left Howard, who was full of energy and waiting for release, and walked up to Zheng Xian with champagne.

This Chief of the Divine Spear is obviously a well-informed and experienced driver.

He just glanced at the dancer's white thighs for a few times, then withdrew his gaze and focused on the French blue dragon on the plate.

The tender and beautiful lobster meat lies quietly in the ice tray, which makes people move their fingers.

"Director Zheng Xian likes food?"

Luke leaned over and handed the other party the mustard and soy sauce on the table.

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

Zheng Xian took the mustard and soy sauce without touching the lemon and said with a smile: "Lieutenant General Cavell, we meet again."

"To tell you the truth, I have no other hobbies except for food."

Luke was not surprised at all. It was normal for Chinese people to be foodies.

"It's a good thing that this peace summit is being held in Paris, not London."

He said this.

British fish and chips, chips and fish, and looking up at the stars would probably drive a Chinese person crazy.

"Hahaha, Lieutenant General Cavell is really funny."

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

"To be honest, the Spear Bureau's attendance at the peace summit has another purpose besides discussing the issue of Atlantis."

Luke turned sideways and chuckled: "Can you tell me? If it's a secret, then I won't pry."

"Lieutenant General Cavill is the leader of SHIELD and a hero of World War II. There is nothing to hide."

Zheng Xian answered readily.

"Besides, I still have something to ask of the Lieutenant General."

Luke's eyes flashed and he sighed secretly.

This Chief of Divine Spear has not been heard to have any abilities, but he is quite good at conversation.

His words are neither humble nor arrogant, and he is free and easy, making people feel close to him unconsciously.

"Director Zheng Xian, please tell me, I know quite a bit about the origins of SHIELD and Spearhead. It is our duty to help each other when encountering problems."

Luke is straightforward and expresses his attitude.

If you can form a good relationship with the Divine Spear Bureau, it will be easier for you to do things in the future.

SHIELD is positioned as an international official organization.

Maintaining good relations with the world's major powers has nothing to lose but nothing to gain.

"Lieutenant General Cavell is also a cheerful person."

Zheng Xian praised it and chewed the lobster meat which had a sweet taste and was a little chewy.

"Then let me tell you straight away, there are five traitors in the Divine Spear Bureau."