Chapter 39: Tony! Tsundere Has Already Retired from the Environment!

One minute later, when Moerle arrived with a sufficient number of security personnel, Frank had already been handcuffed by Blade.

"Good boy! Daring to charge the pass!" Moerle grabbed Blade by the collar, lifted him up, and roared, then handed him to the other security guards behind him. Afterward, he sized Blade up several times, and after confirming there were no bloodstains or open wounds on his body, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Moerle patted Blade's arm, incidentally giving Blade's collar a tidy-up with a leader's style, and then opened his mouth to praise him. "Done well. I will definitely tell the leaders about this matter. The bonus for this month definitely won't be missing!"

Blade squeezed out a smile. Before he could reply, a few meters away, Frank, who was being held, suddenly exploded.

A backflip plus a mid-air scissor kick directly knocked down two security guards. Afterward, before everyone could react, a forward roll hooked the gun thrown on the ground with his right foot. When he got up, the gun just happened to land in his right hand.

Moerle was directly stunned. Was this person here to cause trouble? Or was he here to perform? He was showing off, and what about the handcuffs?

Looking around, Moerle discovered that each of the two security guards knocked down on the ground had a handcuff on their wrists.

Frank tucked the gun into his bosom, and in front of everyone, made a provocative gesture toward Blade, then turned and left the area with a few flashes. Without orders, others didn't dare to fire directly on the bustling street in front of onlookers, and could only watch Frank leave.

"Hey, have you practiced?" Moerle suddenly asked Blade in a low voice. When asking, his eyes were shining with light. Talent! At this time, Stark Group was most lacking in this kind of talent.

"Ah, yes, practiced a little casually." Blade replied.

"That's good, come with me later." Moerle gave Blade instructions.

Two hours later, this small conflict had been handled almost completely, and Moerle also took Blade to the 20th floor of the company. From here on, the floors above all counted as Stark's high-level office floors.

Passing through multiple security checks along the way, after confirming there were no weapons on Blade, Blade arrived in a large conference room. Pushing the door open, he directly saw the former president's assistant of Stark Group—Ms. Pepper.

After Tony went missing, the president of Stark Industries Group changed from Tony to Stane. Correspondingly, Pepper's president's assistant position was also removed and replaced with office director. This was also a decision Stane made to buy people's hearts, using Pepper to show his attitude of having no intention to clean up Tony's subordinates. But what Stane didn't expect was that Tony could actually come back alive.

After Tony came back, Pepper's position also became very awkward. Fortunately, the big bomb Tony set off at the press conference attracted everyone's attention, so for the time being, no one bothered with Pepper. However, Pepper's power hadn't been fully restored. Now Pepper could be considered to be in the most leisurely time since joining Stark Group, which was why she had time to manage the small matters of the security department.

"Director, I've brought the person." Moerle waved at Blade, signaling him to walk over a bit.

Pepper looked up at Blade. She had just watched the surveillance video and could be considered to have initially gotten to know Blade. "Mr. Jierui, on behalf of the company, I express praise for your performance in this conflict. Specific reward measures will be issued to your internal system account in the form of an email after discussion."

"Thank you." Blade was very calm. He didn't care about other rewards besides cash; anyway, he wouldn't be staying here long.

Pepper nodded and looked at the security captain on the side. "You can also be considered his supervisor. What are your thoughts?"

"Recently, many people have left the company's security department, and the manpower at night is not very sufficient. Director, you also know that many irrational shareholders always try to sneak into the company at night, bringing many security risks. So I want to add an elite to the night shift security guards to lead the team, but night shift security guards need extra review by the company, so..." Moerle suggested in a low voice.

Don't look at how Pepper's various powers were restricted seven-eight-eight, but no matter what, for Moerle, Pepper still counted as a big leader.

"Hmm, this idea is good." Pepper flipped through Blade's fake file. "Mr. Jierui, I have a small question. Where did you learn these fighting techniques and experience? I see your file doesn't mention this part."

Blade blinked and didn't speak. This file was handed directly to Stark Industries Group through internal channels by Nick Fury's side. If there was an omission, it would be even better; because of this, being fired couldn't be blamed on him.

"Is it inconvenient to say?" Pepper continued to ask.

Moerle on the side was a bit anxious. If Blade didn't say, let alone the night shift squad leader, this job might not even be kept. Having finally recruited someone who had passed multiple rounds of review and could be used, if he left again, Moerle was afraid he would die of sudden death sooner or later.

"It's not inconvenient, it's that I can't say." Tony Stark suddenly pushed open the conference room door and walked in, followed by a helpless Stane.

"Tony?" Pepper didn't quite understand why Tony Stark would come over.

Blade looked at this invention genius, his eyes mainly circling his chest. This was a talent brought by the vampire bloodline, roughly judging the health status of humans; otherwise, how to suck blood.

"Jierui?" Tony threw the file aside casually and looked up at Blade. "Or let's call you by your real name, Mr. Tom, former Navy Special Forces member, forcibly retired due to serious disciplinary violations, became a private bodyguard. I'm not wrong, am I."

Only then did Blade understand why Nick Fury had prepared a new file for him while also refining the original fake file. It turned out this new one was used to be seen through.

Pepper listened to Tony's words and immediately became tense, various conspiracy assumptions appearing in her mind.

"Applied for bankruptcy a while ago." Tony Stark crossed his legs, looking very arrogant. "Why did you go bankrupt?"

Blade recalled the identity Nick Fury had made up and substituted himself into it. "I held a large amount of Stark Industries Group stock."

"Large amount?" Tony wanted to laugh a bit. "Total value not even 10,000 US dollars—oh, now it's only less than 200,000 US dollars, that also counts as a large amount?"

Moerle on the side hid far away, lowering his head and not daring to say a word.

"I already really want to hit you. I advise you not to provoke me." Blade said coldly. Although he wasn't really Tom, Tony's appearance was too cheap.

When the atmosphere became increasingly tense, Tony suddenly laughed inexplicably, took out a pen, and swish-swish wrote down a check. "Here is one million dollars."

The check was thrown onto the conference table casually.

"What do you mean? Charity? Or did your conscience discover something, want to help..."

"Don't think too much, I don't intend to help small characters like you."

Blade's words were choked back by Tony. Afterward, Tony stood up and tidied his collar. "I just intend to buy your bit of cheap labor."

"Tony..." Pepper smiled at Blade a bit embarrassedly. She felt a bit angry just listening.

Tony walked past Blade, looked at his slightly pale complexion, paused, said nothing, turned his head, and walked out of the conference room. Pepper hurriedly followed; she wanted to ask what Tony was thinking. ===== CHAPTER 40 =====