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Chapter 61 Is It Necessary To Be So Vicious?
There was no end to the roar.

Rock splash.

The impact hammer that seemed to never stop made Martin gradually unable to bear it.

Every subsequent counterattack hit the joints of the armor with heart.

Half an hour after the battle started.

Martin collapsed on a piece of gravel, panting like a bellows, his clothes were torn and blackened, and his face was covered with dust.

Stark jumped out of his "anti-Martin armor" in a clean and tidy casual outfit.

Looking back at the armor that was severely damaged and unable to move normally, he curled his lips and walked up to Martin. After hesitating for a while, he said arrogantly: "You used Betty's enhanced serum again? Special one? "

Martin lay in a big character with his limbs stretched out, as if the pile of rubble beneath him was a soft and comfortable beach by the sea.

He laughed when he heard Stark's words, took a few breaths and said, "That's right, the special serum is the same as the one you use, do you still need it?"

Stark shook his head awkwardly, and resolutely said: "NO! It is enough for me to withstand extraordinary acceleration, and with my buffer system, it is enough for me to create the most powerful armor."

Martin grinned: "You hesitate."

Stark snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the van he brought.

Serum is powerful, but he believes in his talent even more.

Do you want to tell others that his ingenuity is due to a tube of serum after he becomes a superhero admired by the world?
No, he's always been a genius, that special F-series serum just makes him more energetic.

Yes, similar to coffee.

Martin looked at Stark's arrogant back and laughed again.

Sand sculpture, do you like it or not.

However, according to the development of the plot, the potential of Big Shit should be even greater.

Judging from the research and development progress of the armor alone, although the short and thick armor is not as good as the genuine "Hulk Armor", it was also paralyzed by him.

However, the combat effectiveness has far surpassed that of the ordinary Mark series.

This kind of guy who is willing to dedicate himself to mankind and dare to bear the rise and fall of the earth, of course, the stronger the better.

At least when the aliens called, he could stay in the laboratory and watch the fun with peace of mind.

"Damn Martin! He was a flea before, and he's a gopher today!"

Stark pushed the door into the hall on the first floor of the laboratory, and couldn't help complaining to Pepper.

Pepper coughed lightly, signaling that there was someone else's girlfriend next to her.

Betty smiled indifferently: "Your armor is stronger than I expected. I thought Martin would tear it down soon."

Stark rolled his eyes: "Why did you make your boyfriend so powerful? To protect you from being caught by General Ross?

Let me tell you, I already have an idea, and the next anti-Martin armor will definitely be stronger! "

Betty raised her chin, picked up the juice and signaled to Stark: "Maybe Martin will be stronger next time."

Pepper glared at Stark, raised his hand in embarrassment, and interrupted the conversation between the two of them: "Excuse me, what is our lunch? Do I need to make a reservation in advance?"

Betty put down the cup and smiled: "We always make dumplings by ourselves. I learned how to make dumplings a few days ago. You can try it together. Just sit down and rest for a while."

Pepper smiled apologetically, "I hope it won't be too much trouble."

Betty stood up, smiled and waved her hands: "It's nothing, this is Martin's influence on me, sometimes doing other things is a kind of rest, and it can also be regarded as a kind of practice."

Stark looked at the back of Betty walking into the kitchen, curled his lips, and said strangely: "She regards cooking as a kind of practice! My God! She must have been poisoned by Martin!"

Pepper said helplessly: "Hey! Be a gentleman to beautiful women. You were not like this before. I thought you would have a big fight with Martin, but I didn't expect you to just fight."

Stark looked up at Martin who was slowly coming back in the distance, and let out a sigh of relief: "I thought I would yell at him, but when I saw his dirty face and laughed, I I felt that I might be wrong, for example, he provoked me, but he just asked me to be a training partner, so his cooperation with Obi may not be what it seems."

"Because he vetoed Mr. Stein's battle robot plan?"

Pepper also heard about it.

"Maybe, maybe it's more complicated, maybe it's simpler, but it's definitely not for cooperation. Forget it, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

"But this must be about you."

Pepper pushed the tablet in his hand over the table: "Someone suggested nationalizing your Iron Armor. It seems that many people support it. This is not a good sign, if you are not going to hand it over."

Stark pouted: "That goes without saying."

At this time, Martin finally came back and waved to Pepper who was looking over: "Hey! Beauty, treat this as your own home, and help me take care of this big boy. I'll go wash it."

Stark pointed the back of his head at Martin and gave him the middle finger.

Pepper stood up and blocked Stark behind him, and said with a smile, "No problem, don't worry."

Martin is too lazy to talk to Stark, anyway, he has already used it up, so he can make trouble if he likes.

Half an hour of fierce fighting exhausted him physically, and the real harvest will not be known until tomorrow's test, but he is already very satisfied.

I took a comfortable hot bath in the bathtub, and buried myself in the hot water to hold my breath for 2 minutes.

After going downstairs refreshed, I could smell the dumplings.

Seeing Martin coming down, Betty smiled and said, "The dumplings are in the pot, and they will be ready soon."

"Honey, I can already smell the aroma, I can eat a hundred of them by myself!"

Martin finished speaking with a smile, took out two bottles of wine from the refrigerator, and walked in front of the two guests.

"Who is the big boy calling, angry again?"

Martin asked Pepper with a smile.

Pepper shrugged helplessly, and passed the tablet in his hand: "He is communicating with Roddy, someone wants Tony's armor technology, these news seem to be fueled by someone behind the scenes."

Martin took a look, heh, this should be next year's plot.

Could it be that I was pushed ahead of time by myself again?

"Has any high-level public raised it? For example, what senator?"

Pepper was startled, holding the tablet in surprise and said, "A senator is promoting this matter? That's going to be troublesome!"

"Don't listen to him scaring you. The military is very satisfied with the big guy who got Obi. Although he can't make a battle armor for the time being, no general will go around General Ross and attack me. As for the senators, they are all clowns. .”

Stark had already finished the phone call, and interrupted when he heard what the two said.

Martin ignored him, and smiled at Pepper: "If any senator finds trouble with Stark Industries, tell me.

That senator might be a clown, you can beat him, but he'll hang on to you, and I can kill him in one go. "

Pepper's face tightened: "Is it necessary to be so cruel? I think it's just unfair business competition..."

This time Stark didn't say anything, but fell into deep thought.

"The dumplings are out of the pan!"

Betty's happy voice came.

"I'll serve the plate!"

Martin ran over.

(End of this chapter)