Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 122
The two raised their eyebrows at the same time, and turned their guns/cannons to clear the other guards.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Zi-"

"Zi-"

Most of the soldiers were sent out to fight, and there were not many left. After being hacked back and forth by Bai Yougui, only three or five crooked melons remained.

One person and two backs can easily win.

McAllen's heart bleeds when he saw it. These are his only remaining subordinates, and he still counts on them to help him make a comeback.

Now, all gone.

As distressed as he was Dr. Nano, those soldiers were injected with nanoworms, and their every move was controlled by him.

It was originally planned that McAllen died heroically, so he took over the organization and fulfilled his great dream of world domination.

pity!

He consciously put down the controller, raised his hands, walked to McAllen and squatted down.

At this time, McAllen was still immersed in sadness, his hairs suddenly stood on end, a murderous look fell on him, and he looked up to meet the white ghost's scarlet eyes.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Zatan's stiff expression,
Oh, it's you, that's all right.

Bai Youling held the knife in his right hand, and the tip of the knife scraped a series of sparks on the ground, his face twitched slightly due to excessive excitement:
"Zatan, you were the one who killed my master back then."

Zatan squatted on the ground, with the figure of Bai Youling approaching step by step in his eyes, the mask could not stop his anger.

40 years of deception experience told him that the man in front of him has reached the verge of losing his mind, even if he said NO, the other party would not believe him.

After all, Zatan had raised him for 30 years and knew him like the back of his hand.

"I killed it."

"Let's go!"

The blade trembled slightly, and accelerated from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic in an instant. The blood condensed into threads in the air and slid across the surface of the skin, and there was a slight sound of air leakage.

"Shh."

"Pfft!"

A large head soared into the sky, landed on the ground, rolled twice and stopped next to the black armor.

Snake Eyes and Bai Youling looked at each other for a moment, bent down, grabbed the head and wrapped it in a white cloth, and when passing by the corpse, Hugh drew his knife and split it in two.

"Chuck."

Two figures, one black and one white, stood side by side, with blood rolling under their feet.

Bai Youling knelt down on one knee, with a long knife in front of his chest: "Thank you, Boss, from now on, my life will be yours."

Snake Eye pulled out the tachi behind his back and offered it with both hands, bent over at ninety degrees, and a man's thick voice came from under the armor for the first time:
"Mr. Lark, on behalf of the Hidden Warrior Alliance, I would like to pay high tribute to you. From now on, you will regard me as our most loyal ally. If necessary, please follow your orders."

"It's easy to say, easy to say, I like making friends the most." Lak narrowed his eyes and tried his best to stop his smile.

This trip really made a lot of money. The steel suit found a solution to prevent electromagnetic interference, and unexpectedly gained the favor of a capable general and the ninja organization.

Three blessings and a bumper harvest.

He withdrew his thoughts and nodded solemnly, taking the Taidao with both hands: "I am also very happy to be an ally with you."

He swept around and raised the knife with one hand: "As we all know, I, Lark, never let my allies suffer. Thanks to your help today, we were able to take down the base. From now on, the Hidden Warrior Alliance will always enjoy a [-]% discount when exchanging items in hotels."

"Shet."

"I even buy Karma."

McAllen and the others subconsciously exclaimed. Nowadays, in any organization with some strength, who doesn't know the name of the essence of life.

If it wasn't for being unable to beat Stark, he would have become a man of justice long ago, robbing the rich and giving to the poor.

What's even more hateful is that Lak only accepts the exchange of mysterious items. According to the gossip, he earns 4 times the points with a minimum of blood once he receives and sells.

Profiteer!

A [-]% discount is a lot of points in the long run, which is very important for any organization.

Snake Eye, as one of the most outstanding contemporary disciples of the Hidden Warrior Alliance, naturally knows the weight involved.

"Mr. Lark is magnificent, I once again represent..."

"Okay, okay, needless to say, I know what you mean, I want to thank me, just bring more mysterious items when you come to exchange next time, those things are more useful than anything else."

"Understood, I will definitely not disappoint you."

Children can be taught.

Lak smiled like an old father, and put the Taidao into the space casually.

At this time, Tony made an OK gesture, indicating that the things were in hand, and seeing this, the smile on Lark's face became even brighter.

He swept across the two squatting on the ground, lightly brushed off the dust that did not exist on his body, and said with a smile:

"Now it seems that the two of you are useless. Why don't you go on the road early, so that you can go with Zatan so that you won't be lonely on the road?"

Bai Youling and Snake Eye drew out their long knives and put them on their necks, waiting for Lak's order to make them split up.

The Special Forces mission was done, and he wouldn't mind doing some work for Rucker.

"Mr. Stark, please forgive me. I have money, a lot of money. As long as you let me go, it will all belong to you." McAllen shook his body and begged for mercy decisively, without the slightest integrity of a hero.

McAllen: I'm Scottish and I don't understand what you're saying.

"I am the chief researcher of nanoworm technology and know it best. I can join Mr. Tony's laboratory and help him get started quickly."

"I can hear it. You two have unique skills and are willing to use this to redeem your life. I understand correctly."

The two nodded.

"No."

"Correct."

Rucker stroked his chin thoughtfully, staring at the knife on McAllen's neck: "If I kill you, your wealth will also belong to me."

"And you, there is no more talented scientist than Tony Stark in the world. It is useless to ask you. In this case, I can only regret to say sorry."

Tony, who was busy working in the distance, straightened up quietly.

"Do it."

After saying that, Bai Youling and Snake Eye raised their hands at the same time, and the long knife on the ground changed from long to short, and then from short to long, just like the terrified expressions of the two at the moment.

"Shh."

"Shh."

"Wait, I know who put the coffee cup."

"Crack—poof!"

The head took off, blood gushed out and poured on Dr. Nanami's face, and the left eye of the machine flashed a frightening red light.

Yes, he was the one who called out at the last moment.

"Yo, that's fine. I thought it was McAllen who spoke, but I didn't expect it to be you." Lark clapped his hands, not stingy with his praise.

The reason why he spent a lot of effort to play tricks of killing chickens and monkeys with these two people, intimidating and luring, is to learn the origin of the Monaco moiré coffee cup.

No, it should be said which Hydra.

In his previous life, he had only watched the film version of The Avengers. Apart from Pierce and Baron Sterak, he didn't know about the other teams.

Inspired to rob Hydra, of course you can't let go of any clues.

Lak stunned Dr. Nami, destroyed the strange things on him with the power of the dragon, and threw them into the portal.

With so many people at the scene, who knows if there are any Hydra spies inside, they should be placed in the base camp for insurance.

Tony got all the information on nanotechnology, and his thirst for knowledge exploded unstoppably, so he left.

Unexpectedly, it caused a chain reaction. Bai Youling said that while his head was still wet, he wanted to return to Neon as soon as possible to pay homage to his master.

Snake Eyes said the same thing.

Lak had no reason to stop, and he couldn't stop. He opened the portal on the hotel's rooftop and asked them to drive the Quinjet away.

Everyone left, and it didn't make sense to stay alone, so he simply returned to New York and left the mess to Hill.

Able people should do more work.

As soon as he left, Hawkeye also successfully completed the task and harvested a large amount of funds and weapons.

(End of this chapter)