i screwed up marvel

Chapter 72 The Battle at Stark Headquarters

The day after the purchase of new shares of Stan Industrial Group was completed.

Obadiah's car stopped at the gate of Stark's headquarters, followed by four black vans, and several bodyguards got out of the car.

The security guards of Stark Industries were on the verge of a formidable enemy. The guard hurriedly reported through the intercom, and hurried forward. He was about to stop Obadiah, but was pushed aside by the bodyguards behind him.

Obadiah went straight into the gate, and the security guards who came to stop him were also stopped by his bodyguards.

After breaking through the employee card access, the security supervisor Hapi hurried over.

With the tie still untied, Happy stopped in front of Obadiah: "Hey! Mr. Stan! You shouldn't be here at this time!"

Obadiah didn't rush in this time, and there were no bodyguards behind him. He spread his hands and smiled: "I thought you would welcome me when I came here, man, you make me so sad."

Happy said: "It's different, the place is wrong, if it's in a bar, I can buy you a drink."

Obadiah laughed "Oh": "I like to hear that. It seems that you still remember our friendship. I have always been nice to you. Why don't we go in and talk?"

With that said, he took a step to the side and was about to go in.

Happy opened his arms and pouted his buttocks, like a defensive player on a basketball court, strictly guarding against death.

"No, no, no! The time is wrong. According to the agreement between you and Tony, you can come to pick up things next month, not now. I guarantee that no one will touch your room, but you must abide by the agreement."

The enthusiastic smile on Obadiah's face gradually became colder, and he took a step back: "What if I have to go in?"

Happy swallowed his saliva, wondering: "Mr. Stan, just pick up some personal belongings, don't be so anxious, if you want to go now, you can make a new appointment with Mr. Stark, I think this is all negotiable, but If you break in now, Tony will throw a tantrum at me, you know..."

Obadiah looked at Happy, who was still blocking him, and nodded with a sneer: "Yes, I know, he is like a child who loses his temper."

As he spoke, he took two steps back.

Happy breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had time to tie his tie, and then tried to force a smile: "Mr. Stan, you are welcome to come back next time, of course, at the appointed time."

Obadiah stretched out his finger and tapped Happy from a distance, laughed, turned and got into the car.

Happy watched the other party's bodyguard also leave, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, took out his phone and called Stark, but no one answered.

"Jarvis, I want to leave a message, Obi is here, I stopped him, he...Damn it! He didn't leave! What is this!"

Happy looked at the "robot" getting off the van outside the gate, and yelled at the stunned security guards: "Raise the alarm! Draw your gun!"

Wearing the newly developed simple armor, Obadiah stood at the gate of Stark's headquarters again, and waved to the robot soldiers behind him: "Go in."

This time the armor is no longer the Iron Overlord, similar to Stark's Iron Man armor, slightly slender, but carrying a large backpack.

And the other robot soldiers are just robots, no one inside, manned by bodyguards in the van.

boom! boom! boom!
Six humanoid robots rushed into the gate, and the security guards at the gate fired. Unfortunately, how could robots be afraid of small pistols.

The robot just had a little paint off, rushed to the security guard, and punched the security guard.

Four security guards were knocked out of their pistols, and one of them hit his head on the glass wall and passed out.

"You should be thankful that those big figures told me not to kill anyone."

Obadiah put on his helmet with a smile, walked up to Happy who raised his pistol, and said, "Stop me?"

Happy smiled dryly and threw away the pistol: "Yes, I still want to stop it, I know the gun is useless, but I still want to try... Oh!"

"Dream."

Obadiah punched Happy on the chin, and the blunt iron fist made Happy fall to the ground with stars in his eyes.

He laughed loudly, kicked open the employee's credit card machine, stepped on the ground with his big metal feet and walked inside.

No one stopped him from going upstairs.

However, when he reached the elevator, he hesitated, then turned and walked towards the stairs.

He was afraid that someone would stop the elevator halfway, and he would be trapped.

The battle armor on his body now is just a simplified version, not only has no weapons, but also has no flying ability.

Lacking the technical support of Stark Industries and the approval of the military, several loyal scientists under him could not make a complete version of the armor for him.

squeak--

When Obadiah was climbing the stairs with heavy steps, there was a rush of brakes outside the gate.

Martin finally arrived, and he complained to Robert behind him: "You didn't do a good job in intelligence work, the old bald man told me when he set off."

"Yes, I didn't do it well."

"The car is still temporarily rented, which is too time-consuming."

"Sorry, I didn't think carefully."

"Fortunately, it has nothing to do with me."

"..."

A voice came out of Robert's heart: Then what a fart!
But he snuffed it out immediately.

He could feel that Mr. King was not feeling well after seeing Obadiah yesterday.

Today is even a little irritable, as if trying to hold back the anger.

"Wait! It can't be—oh!"

Obadiah's bodyguard ran over to stop Martin, but he grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of him.

"The logo on your body is Stan Industries, so do you know me?"

"I know...you know, President Jin."

"You took the salary of Stan Industries, but gave Stark the door, well, you were fired." Martin turned back: "Old Luo, go back and implement it."

Robert was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it should be about firing the sand sculpture bodyguard, so he nodded quickly in response.

Martin threw the bodyguard with his hands, and the tall bodyguard sat down in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass. He was so numb from the fall that he couldn't stand up for a while.

The other bodyguards looked at each other, did not dare to go forward, and gestured in the direction of the van.

As Martin entered the gate, he finally saw what Obadiah had relied on for his intrusion: six robots.

"Oh! It's just a few toys."

Martin sneered, and kicked the nearest robot. The robot's supposedly strong hips bent backwards, and the whole robot couldn't straighten up like a hunchbacked old man.

"No weapons?"

Martin looked at the robot in front of him bending down and punching the ground in surprise, dodged the punch of the robot behind him, and slapped its head off.

The robot's head fell to the ground, and electric sparks burst out.

"Old bald man, for the sake of your not being so violent, I will spare you."

Martin thought he couldn't stay here, and finally became serious. He let out a low drink, jumped up vigorously, and kicked repeatedly.

Amid DuangDuang's metal impact, several robots were quickly disabled by him.

No one stopped him, and he stopped wasting time dismantling the robot and ran directly to the elevator.

Robert was already standing in an elevator waving to him.

After Martin came in, Robert closed the elevator door and asked, "What floor?"

Martin: "...don't know."

Robert: "..."

The phone rings.

Martin saw that it was Stark, and quickly picked up the phone: "Big shit! Can you be more reliable! Your company headquarters will be demolished by the old bald head, tell me what floor his original office is!"

After hearing Happy's message, Stark put on his armor and flew over. Just now Jarvis reminded Martin to call, and he called back.

At this time, Stark, who was flying in mid-air, was stunned by Martin's question. He wanted to ask what happened, but was interrupted by Martin's words: "It should be... on the fourth floor?"

Robert immediately pressed the button on the fourth floor.

"Hurry up!"

After Martin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Stark stared in the battle armor: "He just scolded me?"

Jarvis: "He called you a big shit..."

Stark: "Shut up!"

(End of this chapter)