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Chapter 146 The Disposable Scientist
In the workshop of Hanmer Military Industry.

The ventilation duct was opened, and Martin, dressed in black, crawled out, landed lightly, and reached out to support the person behind him.

This person was wearing a suit and leather shoes, but he was already covered in filth and dust when he crawled out of the passageway.

Coulson wiped his face, looked at the gray stains on his hands, and could already imagine how embarrassing he was, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Mr. Jin, what do you want me to do here? We can enter directly through the gate. Mr. Hammer didn't dare to stop, we don't need to embarrass ourselves so much..."

"Shh-"

Martin pointed in the direction of the workshop door.

At this moment, Justin Hammer, who was wearing glasses and looked embarrassed, walked in, took the two of them to the inside of the workshop, and said loudly to a "workshop worker" who was working hard:

"Hey hey hey! A courier is coming!"

Martin, who was staring at him from a distance, looked disgusted: "His voice makes me want to beat him."

Coulson was wiping his face with his sleeve, when he heard this, his expression changed, and he grabbed Martin's arm: "Hey! Dude! You want to kill Hammer? Why? This is against the rules! You can't do this!"

Martin curled his lips and smiled: "Rules? Rules are meant to be broken. He secretly rescued the gangster who was going to assassinate Stark. Does Ivan Vanke know?"

Coulson saw that Martin didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything, so he calmed down a little, huddled behind a metal box, looked at the situation below in the distance, and nodded: "Russian wanted criminals, it is said that they have resold radioactive metals and weapons of mass destruction, Vanke The family has enmity with the Stark family, I just found out about this, SHIELD has records, but this is not the reason for you to kill Mr. Hammer!"

Martin turned his head and asked curiously, "How do you know I'm going to kill Hammer? Maybe I'm just here to kill that little Vanke who is playing with a whip."

Coulson shook his head angrily: "Don't forget what I do, and when you mentioned Mr. Hammer, you didn't hide your murderous intentions at all. I'm serious. This will cause trouble. Isn't it good to let the FBI come forward? And We just found a clue to Hydra, I don't want to get caught up in this kind of thing!"

At this time, Justin Hammer below yelled at the whip: "I want Iron Armor! Armor! Like Iron Man! The government and the military want this!"

Martin looked down and chuckled slightly: "I just asked you to be a witness. I didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, nor did I want to kill people because of business competition."

"I understand." Coulson patted his forehead, stopped shrinking behind the box, and simply stood up straight, looked around, and walked towards the ladder not far away without hesitation: "Okay, I have witnessed that you are helping Mr. Stark to bring justice, but this does not mean that your actions are legal, and no one has authorized you."

Martin chuckled: "No, I have authorization. Pepper said that Ivan deserves to die."

Coulson rolled his eyes, ignored him at all, stepped on the ladder and walked down from the upper floor of the workshop, immediately attracting the attention of the guards.

"Hey! Who are you!"

The guard's shout not only alarmed Justin Hammer, but also made the whip back in surprise.

Seeing that Coulson had a temper, Martin exposed it directly and didn't hide it anymore, especially when he saw the whip rope holding the laptop and was about to slip away, so he yelled, "Hey! Don't run!"

As he said that, he jumped down directly without taking the ladder, borrowing strength from the steel beam with his hands, and dexterously swung his body in the air, directly passed Coulson, and hit the steel frame of the "Iron Soldier".

Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the whole workshop trembled.

The steel beam was instantly bent by Martin's foot.

Hammer was so frightened that his legs limp and fell to the ground.

The whip rope, who has always been tough, also swallowed, put down the computer, raised his hands and dared not move, and asked in English with a blunt accent: "Who are you?"

Martin walked over and smiled, "I'm the one who came to save you." As he spoke, he stepped on the instep of the whip rope.

Click!

In the empty workshop, the bone cracking sound was particularly obvious.

The whip was also stiff, his face turned pale instantly, he was sweating profusely, but he didn't cry out, he just squatted on the ground slowly, gasping for breath: "Come save me, but it broke my foot."

Martin kicked the "combat boots" under his feet. Stark designed and manufactured them, and he completed the modification himself. Now they fit perfectly.

Ignored the whip and kicked him just because he was afraid that he would run away.

He turned his head and looked at Justin Hammer.

Mr. Hammer's face was also pale at the moment, and his calf tremblingly supported the table next to him, as if it was none other than him who had his foot broken just now: "Dude, I recognize you, you are Mr. Jin from Stan Industries, we should be A group of people, that's right! We are all military industry bosses! What do you want?! Just take it!"

Justin Hammer watched Martin walk over with a smile on his face, kept talking, and finally almost shouted: "You can take anything you want! We will be allies in the future! Yes! ally!"

Martin was also stunned by Justin Hammer who was so cowardly, without even the slightest sense of resistance?
Are you still a munitions boss?

Gangsters are stronger than you!

But don't tell me, Martin found himself a bit stuck.

But what has to be said has to be said.

"Cough! Let me ask you something! A salesman in Stan Industries died in South America, do you know?"

"I do not--"

Justin Hammer almost instinctively denied it, but he stopped immediately as soon as he spoke, and changed his words instantly: "Oh, NO! I heard that, but it has nothing to do with me. I mean, it might be mine. People did it, but I just let them complete their performance and didn't let them kill people! Really! I immediately appointed a new person in charge, and now uh..."

As he spoke, he viciously wiped his neck.

Martin: "..."

At this time, Coulson had just walked here from the workshop, and seeing the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but smile: "It seems that I don't need to witness anything here. I have something to do, so let's go first."

Justin Hammer gave him a grateful smile, and said loudly: "Next year, Hammer Industries will sponsor a batch of weapons for S.H.I.E.L.D., at least $100 million!"

Coulson walked out without looking back, and even shook his ID at the bewildered security guard.

Martin sighed. Although Hammer's ability is extremely poor and his character is even worse, his ability to adapt to the wind is absolutely top-notch. It's no wonder that Hammer Industry, which has such a bad reputation, can always thrive.

A few minutes later, Martin got into a car with a limping whip.

In the co-pilot seat, Pepper looked back at the familiar guy in surprise: "Hammer really got him back."

Whiplash was silent.

Martin pushed him in, winked at Pepper, closed the car door and said to the whip: "Are you surprised?"

Whiplash said expressionlessly: "Are you going to hand me over to Stark?"

Martin shook his head and said, "I said that I wanted to save you. I know that you pretended to be working honestly at Hammer Industries, but in fact you were building your own Iron Legion to avenge Stark."

He looked at Whiplash's stunned expression, chuckled and said, "Only that idiot Hammer would believe you, but let me tell you, it's purely a dream that you want to rely on Hammer for revenge. Neither is enough, you'd have to have Iron Soldiers made of aerospace metal to cause trouble for Tony Stark.

Even if the command system does not reach the level of artificial intelligence, it must have sufficient intelligent judgment ability, and this is not something you can do in the short term. "

"So, you want to fuck Stark too?"

Whipcord understood what Martin meant, but he looked at Pepper in front of him in confusion, and then at the humanoid armor on the driver's seat.

Still confused.

In front of Stark's girlfriend, you said you want to mess with someone?
Martin knew that he was about to start a real performance, coughed lightly, and said: "Pepper had a quarrel with Stark a few days ago, and she has been helping me with things, I can't bear to see her hurt, you know... ..."

As he spoke, he patted Pepper's shoulder affectionately on purpose.

Under Whiplash's shocked gaze, Martin said softly: "Pepper just wants you to teach him a lesson. Although this is not the same as your idea, after all, this may be your only chance."

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Pepper nodded in cooperation with Martin, and handed over a bracelet without looking back: "Only by wearing it can I trust you."

The whip was received, and he didn't put it on directly, but turned his head and stared at the "humanoid armor" on the driver's seat, and asked, "Who is this?"

Pepper raised his hand and knocked on the mask of the armor on the driver's seat, and said, "Open it."

At this time, the armor mask was opened, and there was no one inside!
Pepper said lightly: "After Martin gave me a mechanical arm, Stark built me ​​a armor, and occasionally I let it help me drive."

The whip is a black thread, damn rich, when did the steel armor become so worthless!
He didn't ask any more questions, and directly clasped the ring on his wrist.

Pepper and Martin sent the whip to a temporary factory building.

If the big-headed doctor Stern was still alive, he would definitely jump up and curse in righteous indignation: "This is the place! I made so many achievements by using me, and finally killed me! I hate it so much!"

After setting up the whip, the two walked out.

Pepper let out a long sigh of relief at the gate: "I hope he can use it for a while."

Martin shrugged: "This is a one-time consumable. Don't worry about catching others without him."

(End of this chapter)