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Chapter 249: Ninja Immortal - Charles Doyle
🕑 Added 2023-12-09 17:17:43 +0000 UTCArriving at the press conference venue, Charles and Ginny waved to the crowd. Subsequently, Ginny led Charles to the stage.
Pepper Potts stood among the reporters, wearing a professional smile as she observed Charles Doyle on the stage.
Looking at the man beside her, Pepper suddenly spoke, "You're here again, Agent Coulson."
Phil Coulson took off his hat, then replied, "For such matters, S.H.I.E.L.D. is naturally indispensable."
Pepper Potts gazed ahead with a calm voice, "This time, you're not planning to suppress it, are you?"
Coulson looked at Pepper Potts and then slowly said, "We are just providing suggestions. As for how to choose, it still depends on the parties involved. After all, when Tony chose to admit he was Iron Man, we did not stop him."
"We will continue to respect Mr. Charles Doyle's choices, just like we respect Tony Stark."
In response to Agent Coulson's noble words, Pepper Potts, aside from the professional smile on her face, remained silent.
At this point, Charles Doyle took the stage at the press conference. Picking up the microphone from the table, he began, "A lot has happened recently, especially the battle that took place at 71 Forest Hills Avenue in the Queen's area."
"I believe all the media and journalists are here for this reason today, but before we go into details, I would like to express my views."
Charles looked at the audience, then spoke slowly, "I am Charles Doyle, a businesswoman, a wealthy capitalist, and also a philanthropic entrepreneur."
Hearing Charles's words, many journalists nodded. According to the information already disclosed, Charles's statement was accurate.
"But I am not a savior, nor am I a superhero who appears wherever there is a disaster, like Superman, flying in to save everyone with underwear over the pants."
"I have my life, and I have my work."
"Besides, I also have an agency named after me. If there is a need, you can come to the firm for mission commissions, but the price is not cheap. Be prepared mentally in advance!"
Looking at Charles shamelessly advertising his own agency, Coulson couldn't help but gape. Was he here to just promote himself?
"Alright, that's what I wanted to say. Now, it's time for questions. I will randomly select a few journalists to ask questions."
Charles looked at the people below and then continued, "The first journalist in the first row on the left, you can ask one question. Only one, and I have the right not to answer."
Upon being the first one named, the journalist seemed excited. His colleague beside him even cast an envious glance.
Standing up, the journalist said, "I am an ABC news reporter. Mr. Charles Doyle, regarding the major battle that took place at 71 Forest Hills Avenue in the Queen's area, dealing with the entity called Abomination, are you not the superhero who dealt with him?"
Upon hearing the journalist's question, Charles looked at the curious gazes from below and then said, "I am not a superhero, but it is true that I dealt with Abomination!"
As Charles's words fell, the venue fell silent for three seconds, followed by an uproar. Reporters frantically pressed the shutter buttons, and countless flashes illuminated Charles's face, as if trying to blind him.
Meanwhile, standing on the periphery, Coulson wore a faint smile. He thought, "You've admitted it, that's good. We didn't intend to put you in the spotlight; it's your choice."
Ginny, on the other hand, looked at Charles on the stage with a hint of admiration in her eyes. However, as if realizing something, her gaze became determined.
After about half a minute, Charles extended his hands, gesturing for everyone to quiet down.
Seeing Charles's gesture, the journalists in the audience slowly calmed their hearts.
"Now, I will continue to call the next reporter for questions."
"The third row, the sixth reporter from left to right."
The reporter who was called stood up and asked, "I am a CBS television reporter. Mr. Charles Doyle, when the Iron Man fought Iron Monger in the Stark Industrial Zone, was the mysterious person Tony mentioned back then you?"
Hesitating for a moment, Charles said, "At that time, someone informed me that my friend was being persecuted, so I couldn't stand by and appeared on the scene, offering a little help."
While speaking, Charles gestured with his fingers, indicating that his help wasn't significant, and it was Iron Man, Tony Stark, who truly contributed.
Charles didn't want to overshadow Tony on this matter; he didn't want to steal his spotlight.
The questioning reporter continued, "So, the mysterious strong person at the scene was Mr. Charles Doyle!"
Charles nodded and said, "Yes, it was me!"
The journalists got the answers they wanted, and they were all satisfied. Another news headline was about to emerge from their hands, besides the news about Tony Stark.
Charles looked at the crowd below and said, "One last question, let's leave it to the last row, the last reporter from left to right."
Eager and excited, Eddie Brock, the reporter called this time, had worked hard to get into this press conference.
Unexpectedly, he was chosen and immediately stood up, saying, "I am Eddie Brock, a reporter from the Global Daily. Mr. Charles Doyle, Mr. Tony Stark has a resounding title, called Iron Man."
"So, Mr. Charles, are you planning to give yourself a title? Or will you accept the suggestions from the public?”
“I saw some websites suggesting names for you like Green Kid, Lightning Kid, Green Lantern, especially since you initially had an aura of green around you."
Upon hearing the reporter's name, Charles was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected Venom Eddie Brock to be here. However, before he could find it amusing, Eddie's following words made his facial muscles twitch.
What kind of ridiculous nicknames were these? Even Green Lantern was thrown in! These names were simply unbearable. If he were to be called any of these, it would be embarrassing.
With a serious expression, Charles said, "I am a ninja. You can call me Ninja Immortal!"
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Tidalais
I cringed so hard at the name 🤮
