American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

"So, we're here arguing fiercely over tactical drills, while you're out there... killing gods?"

He suddenly realized that his prized steel armor was... just a toy.

Seeing everyone's petrified expressions, Lin Feng smiled helplessly:

.....

336: Stark Industries shareholders!!

"Alright, it's all over now. In short, the universe is safe for the time being. How are you all doing lately? Nothing major has happened on Earth, right?"

It took a long time for everyone to recover from their shock.

"event?"

Tony took a big gulp of coffee, as if to calm his nerves.

"Compared to what you did, even an alien invasion on Earth would be nothing more than a neighborhood dispute. We've been living peacefully lately, with only minor squabbles that don't even warrant our full-scale intervention."

"Peace is a good thing."

Steve remarked.

After chatting for a while, the atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

They tacitly refrained from pressing Lin Feng for further details about "killing the god."

Because they knew that it was beyond their comprehension.

All they need to know is that Lin Feng is their friend and the most powerful guardian of Earth; that's enough.

Suddenly, Tony's eyes lit up, and he flashed that signature smile that all men understood.

"Hey Lin, now that you're back, you can't just stay in the base and get moldy, can you?"

He leaned closer to Lin Feng and winked.

"Perfect timing! There's a cocktail party on the top floor of Stark Tower tonight. Socialites, glamorous celebrities, and stunning supermodels... you name it. How about it, interested in experiencing a long-lost taste of ordinary life?"

Seeing Tony's mischievous expression, Lin Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

He did want to relax; his tense nerves needed some relief.

"Okay."

He smiled and agreed.

"Then... it's better to be respectful than to obey."

……

In the evening, the lanterns are lit.

The Stark Tower in Manhattan, at this moment, shines like the most dazzling diamond in the night.

Inside the banquet hall on the top floor, elegantly dressed women mingled, and glasses clinked in lively conversation.

The world's top celebrities and socialites gather here.

When Lin Feng and Tony Stark appeared together at the entrance of the banquet hall, they instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Tony Stark, playboy, billionaire, philanthropist, and... Iron Man.

He is a legend of this era, and will always be the focus of attention.

And who is the young Eastern man who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, yet whose aura is in no way inferior?

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit.

She wore no extra accessories, but her eyes were as deep as the starry sky.

And the composure and serenity that seemed to come naturally to him.

But it gave him a unique charm that made him more eye-catching than any jewelry.

“Tony, who is this…?”

A business tycoon, holding a wine glass, walked up curiously.

In an instant, countless probing gazes focused on Lin Feng.

Tony raised his glass and tapped it against the rim, the crisp sound silencing the entire banquet hall.

(Dema Zhao)

He put his arm around Lin Feng's shoulder and announced to everyone in an extremely solemn tone:

"Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce you. This is my close friend, Lin Feng. He is also the largest individual shareholder of Stark Industries besides myself."

boom!

The moment he uttered those words, the entire audience erupted in uproar!

Who are the shareholders of Stark Industries?

Or is he the largest individual shareholder?

What is this concept?

.....

337: Isabella is practically throwing herself at him!

This means that the young man in front of you looks to be no more than twenty years old.

They possess wealth comparable to that of a nation and power sufficient to influence the global economic landscape!

But why...

No one has ever heard of his name?

The eyes of countless socialites and ladies lit up instantly, their gazes seeming to want to devour Lin Feng alive.

Lin Feng merely raised an eyebrow at Tony's sudden "arrangement".

His face still held that calm and composed expression.

He understood that Tony was using his own way to lay out a protective net and an identity card for him in this world.

Although he didn't need it, he appreciated the sentiment.

"Alright everyone, the party's just getting started!"

Tony announced loudly.

"Enjoy the wine and music to your heart's content!"

As the melodious waltz music began, men and women glided onto the dance floor.

Lin Feng was holding a glass of champagne, admiring the night view outside the window, when suddenly, a magnetic female voice rang out beside him.

"Mysterious sir, would I have the honor of inviting you to dance?"

Lin Feng turned around and saw a stunningly beautiful blonde woman.

She wore a silver haute couture evening gown that perfectly accentuated her flawless figure.

Her azure eyes were like the purest ocean, and she wore a confident and charming smile.

It's Isabella, one of the most sought-after supermodels in the fashion world today.

Lin Feng's gaze met Tony's, who was winking at him from a short distance away.

Tony's face was full of a mischievous smile that said, "I've been a good brother, haven't I?"

Lin Feng chuckled inwardly.

He set down his wine glass, gracefully extended his hand to Isabella in an inviting gesture, and smiled calmly:

"Of course, beautiful lady, it is my honor."

When Lin Feng's warm and strong hand gently grasped Isabella's soft hand, a subtle, unusual light flashed in Isabella's eyes.

The two glided onto the dance floor, their steps practiced and perfectly synchronized, as if they had done it a thousand times.

They quickly became the focus of the entire dance floor.

"Mr. Lin, you are truly a man of great talent."

As Isabella danced, she leaned slightly closer to Lin Feng.

She whispered sweetly in his ear.

"Owning such a large stake in Stark Industries while remaining shrouded in mystery is really unlike Mr. Tony Stark."

Her words sounded like she was being coquettish, yet also like she was subtly probing for something.

"I'm just an investor who prefers a quiet life."

Lin Feng responded with a smile, but his arms subtly tightened around her slender waist, feeling its amazing elasticity.

"Really?"

Isabella's eyes sparkled with a hint of seduction.

"But what I see in your eyes is not tranquility, but... a starry sky. A starry sky full of stories."

Her fingers lightly brushed across Lin Feng's back, almost imperceptibly.

The implication couldn't be clearer.

"I'm very curious about your story."

She raised her head, her azure eyes looking directly at Lin Feng, and said softly.

.....

338: Goddess? Just a weirdo!

"Perhaps... tonight, we can find a quieter place to talk slowly? For example, my presidential suite on the top floor."

Lin Feng smiled.

It must be said that this woman's disguise was perfect.

Whether it's her appearance, figure, temperament, or that perfectly timed teasing and seduction~.

All of these are enough to make any normal man's heart flutter and lose his reason.

"To spend the night with the famous supermodel Isabella is an incredible stroke of luck, definitely worth it."

As Lin Feng thought this to himself, his smile grew even brighter.

The two danced their last dance in perfect harmony.

Amidst envious and jealous glances from the crowd, Lin Feng, with Isabella's slender waist in his arms, quietly withdrew from the noisy banquet hall.

Tony saw this from the crowd and raised his glass with satisfaction.

He waved goodbye in the direction they had gone, a satisfied smile on his face.

He thought it was his good brother.

Finally, I can enjoy the wonderful life of an "ordinary person".

……

On the other hand, Lin Feng did not take Isabella to her hotel suite.

He drove out of the underground garage a sleek, silver-gray Aston Martin sports car that Tony had treasured.

Accompanied by the deep roar of the engine.

The sports car transformed into a silver lightning bolt, speeding through the New York night.

The powerful acceleration and the oncoming evening breeze made Isabella let out an excited scream.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Feng, who was focused on driving, her eyes filled with infatuation.

This man seems to possess a fatal attraction no matter what he does.

The sports car didn't end up at any hotel, but instead headed east to a secluded beach on Long Island.