Little Pepper Pepper is no longer an ordinary person now. I remember that he was just Tony Stark's personal female secretary back then, but he suddenly turned over and became the president of Stark Industry, and he was also the president of real power!

The feeling of this kind of American women is that they cannot yearn for it and wish they can replace it! But they are really thinking about it. Do you think that being Tony Stark's secretary only requires close-knit? Putting aside the matter of emotions and loyalty, now they can manage such a large company in an orderly manner and their careers are booming, which makes major media praise it. It was Ms. Pepper who saved Stark Industry. Is this a normal ability?

Unexpectedly, this strange woman was so expensive that she came to Evanson's shop today. But as soon as she entered the door, she saw Evanson holding a woman's hand, with a strange smile on her face, as if she was going to take her to the basement and do something strange. "I... have you bothered?"

But before Evanson denied it, Melinda stood up first, "Since you have something to do, I'll wait a moment." She came to Evanson and patted him on his shoulder twice, then walked into the inner room.

I'll go, this really disturbs people's good things... No! Pebo's eyes suddenly flickered, don't worry, this matter is not simple. Although she has been lying around a playboy like Tony Stark for many years, if this happens to Tony, then the next plot will definitely be a favorite, but if it happens to Evanson, the other party seems to have not reached this level.

"Nothing, she is an agent of SHIELD. I'm going to talk about some business here, not too urgent." Evanson quickly stood up and explained. If there were any rumors, it would probably be a loss of half of his life.

"Oh." Pebo nodded with an expression as expected. I said, Evanson is not at any level. However, this woman is actually from S.H.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E.E

"Huh?" Evanson didn't hide this and said truthfully, "I was really busy when I arrived some time ago. Is Tony very busy?"

"Yes." Peibo sighed. "Shield Depth asked Tony to complete a design some time ago." Then he shook his head and said with a little dissatisfaction. "I don't look at what his body is like now, and I still have to let him go to work."

"Design?" Evanson was careful and said according to Perbo's words. "That's right, S.H.I.E.L.L.F. Especially Nick Fury likes to squeeze people's labor. The group of scientists under his command are all for a good meal? What a big deal, do you have to take action on Tony Stark?"

"I don't know much, it seems to be an anti-gravity flight system or something." Pebo also said with some grumbling "S.H.E.L.D. always likes to hide things."

"Isn't the intelligence department all this kind of virtue?" Anti-gravity flight system... Evanson nodded, and then asked curiously, "You just talked about Tony's body? What's wrong with his body? I remember the problem in his chest should have been cured."

Before becoming Iron Man, Tony Stark was blown upside down by a bomb he produced. In order to avoid shrapnel that invaded his body during the explosion, as blood vessels flowed to the heart, he killed him. He designed a device on his chest to absorb the shrapnel, which is the Ark Reactor of the Generation.

However, this device continued to emit metal palladium into his body, causing him to suffer from chronic poisoning. However, this problem was completely solved after Tony developed the legacy left by Howard, which is the new model of the Ark Reactor.

Of course, the shrapnel remained in his body, not because they could not be taken out, but because Tony deliberately stayed in his body, in order to remember what kind of suffering the weapons he had designed had brought to the world.

"It's not a chest problem." Peibo shook his head and pointed at him worriedly, "It's something wrong with him here."

"What's wrong with the head?" Evanson clenched his right fist and smashed his left hand hard. "This is easy to deal with, amputation below the eyebrows!"

"Haha, it's just kidding." Evanson laughed and said quickly, "It must be that he has a mental problem."

Peibo took a deep breath and fantasized in his head. After driving Evanson to death more than twenty times, he finally calmed down. "He suffered from very serious anxiety disorder!"

"Anxiety? This is not a serious disease, especially for a playboy like Tony Stark." Who knew Evanson said indifferently, "Have a few more parties for him, preferably a bikini party, and it will be better to relax for a while."

"Well..." Peibo's eyes were almost wide open, and his hands were creaking. It took him a long time to swallow the words he wanted to curse. "This is what I worry about the most. He hasn't held a party for more than a month since the New York war. He didn't seem to be close to women. He stayed in the studio all day and went crazy to design his steel suit."

"If you look at it like this, the problem will be a bit serious." Evanson rubbed his cheeks. Tony Stark said that work makes me happy and work makes me fulfilled. This is so abnormal no matter how you look at it!

"And... he often has nightmares." Peibo said with lingering fear. "He often has insomnia during this period. Even if he finally fell asleep, he would wake up from nightmares. Then he rushed into the laboratory and worked hard. The New York War seemed to have given him great excitement."

"It's not something that everyone can bear to rush into the wormhole with a nuclear warhead." Evanson pinched his nose. Tony Stark was different from other superheroes. He never sacrificed his own ideas. During the New York War, he made such a move. Perhaps just as Captain America said, sometimes we can't help it. But this does not mean that people are not afraid afterwards! So this subconscious fear every day, Tony Stark became anxious.

What? Does Evanson have the awareness of sacrifice? You said that you would be a warlock if you sacrifice your own every time? Trash! Take off your skirt yourself!

"Postpartum, ah, no, it's post-war anxiety." Evanson roughly understood what was going on. "I think you should go to the Veterans Service Center and find a few psychologists to show him. What are you doing with me?"
Chapter completed!