i screwed up marvel

Chapter 153
"Dear Naidi, don't be angry, I just accidentally faced the direction of Stark Tower when debugging the equipment, I'm really sorry!"

Pepper's gentle voice comforted Tony Stark.

Stark's nervous and annoyed face eased: "I accept your apology, but I still feel that you are hiding something from me."

Pepper knocked on Iron Man's outer armor: "Come out from the inside first, which makes me very uncomfortable. Let me show you the equipment. They haven't installed missiles or warheads yet."

Stark looked at the empty floor: "Where are they?" Since there was no danger, he walked out of the armor, letting the armor guard and follow him.

Pepper took Stark's hand and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, it's downstairs, let's go take a look."

The building's internal equipment and decoration have not yet been completed, and the elevator is still a construction elevator, with air leaks everywhere, and there is a "bang bang bang bang" sound when going downstairs.

The corner of Stark's mouth curled up: "I suggest you get Martin a special elevator like this, directly to his office, and tell him to save money, he will definitely have no objection."

Pepper covered her mouth amusedly: "Don't be like this, Martin has no ill intentions towards you, it's just that this building is facing your direction."

As she spoke, she pointed to a row of missile launchers in front of her and said, "That's them. The inventory from the original Stark Industries Weapons Department has been moved here."

Stark looked strange: "What is Martin going to do? Fight a war in New York? Or do you want a coup?"

"Actually, it's nothing. He's just a bit persecuted, but it's not as serious as yours. Don't worry, the final controller is in my hands. Really, Martin doesn't even have control."

"Me?! Persecution paranoia?!"

Stark pointed at himself and shouted: "Did you make a mistake? I just concentrated on making armor in the laboratory when I had inspiration, but occasionally it took a little longer, yes, it just took a little longer, this It's not persecution paranoia, it's just caution, and it turns out..."

"It turns out that you were right to be cautious."

Pepper hurriedly followed his words, "No one thought that aliens really existed, and they would threaten us on Earth. The world needs you. I think only you can understand Martin."

"Is that so?" Although Stark still had doubts, he chose to believe it after all.

He could not trust Martin, but he definitely believed in Pepper.

Pepper nodded vigorously, took his hand and circled around several launchers and remote-controlled heavy machine guns, greeted the engineer who was debugging, and said to Stark: "He just wants to protect his building, you know Yes, you also said at the last meeting that the return of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube will also bring danger."

Stark nodded heavily: "That's right, with the return of the treasure, risks also follow, especially the S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau still chooses to continue research, but I still support marinated eggs. We have reasons to do so."

Pepper rolled his eyes with a smile: "Don't learn from Martin, he always likes to be called nicknames."

Stark suddenly thought of "big shit", and his face turned black: "Well, if this is the case, then I'll go back first, see you tonight."

Pepper pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay."

Stark opened the large electric glass window that was still being installed and debugged, and flew out directly. He glanced back inadvertently, and the steel armor that was about to accelerate spun and almost fell to the ground.

what did i see!
"Damn!"

Stark stabilized his figure, slowly lifted off again, flew from the third floor to the sixteenth floor, and saw Pepper with an embarrassed face all the way, and said with black lines all over his head: "Honey, we need to have a good talk tonight. "

Pepper hurriedly said with a smile: "As you wish, you can talk about whatever you want, whatever you want."

If it was normal, Stark would definitely be dreaming.

But at this moment, he was not in the mood at all.

He didn't fly away directly, but slowly flew down from the sixteenth floor, without even looking at the crowd waving to him, staring at the fourteenth floor shown in the helmet, densely packed with various weapons, feeling all over his body Goosebumps are up.

The backlog of missile inventory that Stan Industries took over from the Stark Weapons Department is here.

Moreover, the current missile production line is also in continuous production, and the underground garage is still continuously delivering ammunition to each floor.

The large floor-to-ceiling glass with excellent shading performance makes it impossible for outsiders to know that this building is a huge arsenal.

A military base capable of bombing New York from south to north!

Stark muttered: "Veronica is going to be online soon."

He flew straight back.

Pepper watched Tony finally leave, and patted his chest with a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, after listening to Martin, he didn't say that he was protecting him.

Otherwise, with Tony's temper, he must have exploded directly.

It seems that before going back at night, you have to change into black stockings.

……

When Martin came to his own building that had not yet been built, he was also shocked by the arsenal all over the place: "I moved everything I said before?"

Pepper stroked her hair a little embarrassedly: "The launcher is twice what you said, and the number of missiles is four times what you said."

Martin nodded blankly: "Alright."

Seeing that he did not object, Pepper was also relieved: "In addition, the control system is a traditional AI, which cannot be compared with the intelligent system developed by Tony. I am afraid that Jarvis will invade, so I disconnected the external network connection."

She smiled: "I learned this from you."

Martin patted the fully loaded missile rack beside him: "I've been keeping a low profile recently, don't let the aliens not come, we detonated them ourselves."

Pepper frowned: "To be honest, I'm also a little worried. The core control program was not made by the software team of Stein Industries. Their development progress has just reached halfway. I didn't want to wait, so I used the program in Ivan Vanke's hand. , I'm afraid of him..."

Martin saw the flash of determination in the woman's eyes, and couldn't help grinning: "My God, it really doesn't matter to a man if a woman is ruthless."

Pepper rolled his eyes: "What are you thinking? I just want him to sleep for a while. Your Betty has such a technology. After anesthesia, use chicken blood medicine..."

Martin snorted and laughed.

Pepper glared at him: "What's so funny?"

Martin waved his hand: "It's okay, let's go, let's go find Brother Whip."

The outside of the temporary laboratory transformed by the large factory building.

Pepper was operating his mobile phone in the security room: "I won't go in, anesthetize him in front of the other party, I feel bad."

Martin shrugged: "Don't worry, I'll do the bad guys."

Pepper suddenly said "Yeah".

Martin quickly leaned over: "What's wrong?"

Pepper shyly showed him the picture on the phone screen: "I really want... accidentally clicked more..."

The above shows that the amount of anesthetic used is doubled.

Martin opened his mouth wide, then reacted suddenly, grabbed a small silver box and ran towards the temporary laboratory.

At this time, Ivan Vanke also noticed the abnormality, and was sitting down slowly with his chair, throwing the welding torch in his hand on the table.

Martin, who didn't even look in, said lightly, "What do you want from me?"

He raised his left hand and looked at the electronic wristband that looked like a watch: "I thought it was a locator plus a remote bomb, but I didn't expect it to have an injection."

Martin strode over and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you're going to die if you talk too much, no, don't look at me like that, it's not that I changed my mind, it's that Pepper accidentally shook his hand a bit more..."

Without further explanation, he quickly put down the small silver box, opened it and took out two injections from it.

At this time, Ivan Vanke's eyelids had begun to become heavy, his eyes were in a trance, his lips moved but he didn't speak.

A shot of epinephrine, a shot of chicken blood potion.

Ivan Vanke began to sweat and fell asleep completely.

Martin waited for 2 minutes. Fortunately, Brother Whip's pulse was still there. Although it was very weak, he couldn't die.

(End of this chapter)