I'm a party

Chapter 125: Facing Trump

"What I want to make clear is that the Iron God of War is immortal and can be repaired and evolved countless times. However, Tony Stark's flesh and blood body will eventually fall, so at the critical moment, do not hesitate!" After Lu Yifang finished speaking, he handed a spirit crystal to Tony and watched him, wearing a silver armor, tear through the sky and leave.

"I thought you would help him fight against Lord Manchu. Is he not a friend? He is so angry that he can hardly control his emotions, which can easily lead to trouble." The Red Devil stepped out at the right time, speaking with a teasing tone.

"I have already done the support, not because of his intentional treatment." Lu Yifang waved his hand, his expression turned serious. "And Mr. Man is not the top priority. While Tony is fighting, it is my chance to deal with the root cause."

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In a secret villa in Washington, the deputy leader of the United States, Trump, holds a fairy tale book in his hand and tells his daughter a dream story beside the couch.

"My dear daughter, it's time to go to bed." Trump patted the girl's head and said with a loving look in his eyes.

"Father, may I ask you a question?" The blonde girl lay on the bed, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Can my foot really be healed?"

The blonde girl has spread legs, but there is nothing below her right knee. She lost her limbs in a car accident when she was young.

"You can look forward to it, my dear Ivanka." Trump smiled softly and covered the girl's broken feet with a quilt. "When your feet are healed, I will be the leader and you will be the first daughter of the country, visiting all countries on my behalf."

After coaxing Ivanka to sleep, Trump quietly turned off the lights and left.

"Your Excellency the Deputy Chief, you are truly a kind father." At this moment, applause suddenly broke out from behind Trump.

"Who is it?" Looking in the direction of the voice, Trump saw three figures standing in the living room. In the middle was a gentle and elegant East Asian youth, with a devil-like man and a blonde and blue-eyed charming woman on either side.

"How did you get in?" Trump looked at the three people warily, looking around as if looking for a guard.

"Where are the guards and servants you were worried about? They are all here." The blonde girl flicked her fingertips, and several guards and servants seemed to wake up from a dream and looked at Trump blankly.

"A superpower!" Trump's eyes tightened and his face turned cold. "I am the deputy leader of the United States. If a superpower invades your position, do you know how serious the consequences will be? This is a declaration of war."

"You need evidence to speak out. How can we be an aggressor? Instead, you are complaining about our racial prejudice. We are capable people, not supernatural beings. This is recognized by the world political arena." The East Asian youth looked solemn and responded sharply.

"What do you want?" Trump asked, feeling a little relieved because the other party had not taken action and was not coming to take his life.

"Nothing else. I just want to ask the deputy leader what your relationship is with Mr. Manchu?" The East Asian young man smiled and waved his hand, speaking lightly.

"Nonsense! How could I have anything to do with terrorists?" Trump's face turned grim and he refuted it angrily.

"Is that nonsense?" The East Asian youth said calmly, and suddenly a large number of documents appeared in his palm, which he threw on the table. "I am Lu Fangfang. I am not only a supernatural person in Xuedu, but also a consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D. I recommend myself this time."

The Mandarin incident involves undercurrents in American politics, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is in a delicate situation. However, collecting intelligence makes it easy for Nick Fury to catch the target.

How could Lu Yifang give up the help of SHIELD? In fact, he had already contacted SHIELD before visiting Tony.

"Just imagine, if this document reaches Congress, what kind of punishment will you face?" Lu Yifang said playfully.

"What do you want to do?" Trump's face became darker after reading the documents. Just one of these is enough to convict him. The difficulty in arresting Mandarin is due to his identity as a traitor.

"No, maybe I didn't make myself clear." Lu Yifang waved his hand and smiled slyly. "It's not what I want, but what you need. I heard that you made a deal with Lord Man because he could heal your daughter's foot. What if I can do the same?"

After speaking, Lu Yifang stood up and looked directly at Trump, their eyes meeting. "Not only that, I can help you take your career to a higher level. Let me ask you, do you want the power of authority?"

"Can my daughter's feet really be healed?" Trump stared at Lu Yifang. Although the other proposals were also attractive, they were nothing compared to his beloved daughter Ivanka's.

"Of course, and it is safer than the desperate virus. You also know the danger of it getting out of control and turning into a humanoid bomb." Lu Yifang reminded.

"He said that it is a high-quality poison, not a simplified version for mass-produced soldiers, and its success rate can reach more than 80%," Trump replied.

"Merchants boast about their goods. Even if this is true, are you willing to accept the 20% chance of failure?" Lu Yifang asked, and Trump remained silent. If he risked his life, this was the apple of his eye. As a doting daughter, how could Trump bear to let his beloved daughter take risks?

"How successful is your method?"

"The success rate is 80%, and the risk of failure is almost zero." Lu Yifang shook the golden spirit crystal in his palm. "Do you want to disturb your beloved daughter?"

"Isn't this the X Spirit Crystal?" As the Vice President of the United States, he knew that this was a rare item that could awaken supernatural powers. After a little hesitation, Trump led Fang and the White Queen into the room. As for the Red Devil, it was fortunate that he was not driven into the toilet.