American Comics: I Am Tall, Rich And Handsome, But I Was Pushed Back By Black Widow

brush--

The points mall page flashed.

Seven products appeared one after another.

They were a sniper, two rifles, a pistol, a dagger, something that looked like oral liquid, and a ring.

Among them, he currently has no shortage of weapons and simply skips them.

He focused on the last two items.

[First Generation Spider-man Serum]: Change human genes and obtain the corresponding abilities of the first generation Spider-man, including super strength, agility, reaction and Spider Telepathy skills.

Current selling price: 100,000 points

"One hundred thousand points, even if you sell me, you won't get anything!"

"Besides, why should I buy something when I can obviously get it for free?"

At this point in time, the third generation of little Spider-Man has not been bitten yet!

"As for the ring..."

[Space Ring]: It has ten cubic meters of storage space and can open an energy shield that can withstand cannonballs.

Current selling price: 10,000 points (limited time discount, only 10% off to purchase)

"Take it down! It must be taken down!"

Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to the limited time discount!

"Ding! The purchase was successful! Do you want to be bound to the host immediately?"

"Reminder, after this item is bound to the host, it cannot be discarded or traded."

"Bind immediately."

Being unable to be discarded and traded has only advantages and no disadvantages for him.

It also saves a lot of trouble.

The next second, a black ring inlaid with a grain of File size amethyst appeared in his palm.

Wear it on the middle finger of your left hand, and its File size changes accordingly.

It fits perfectly with the middle finger, without feeling any tightening or looseness.

"It's quite humane."

Byrne sighed in admiration, and then opened the space of the ring with a thought, just like using his arms and fingers.

The space did not appear in reality, but instead seemed like his consciousness was transported into this space.

File size is as described, ten cubic meters.

The whole thing is like a fully enclosed secret room, currently empty and empty.

Byrne tried to put in a fruit platter prepared by Helen Zhao next to her.

Only then did he realize that he could only put his hand in contact with the object.

"The effect seems to be similar to the system Warehouse, except that one has a limited storage quantity and the other has a limited file size."

But they cannot store live animals!

"Try the shield again."

As he said this, his thoughts moved again.

Buzz——

Crash--

A transparent and invisible shield suddenly unfolded.

It squeezed out all the pool water around him and blocked it one meter away from his body.

"It's not bad. It's an all-round shield with no blind spots. Even if it can't withstand cannonballs, it can withstand bullets. It's enough to save your life for now."

With it, if nothing else, at least you don't have to worry about being attacked by sneak attacks, cold shots or anything like that.

"This is the coverage. If it is always turned on, it will somewhat affect normal life."

With this in mind, he tried to narrow the scope and change its appearance.

It turns out it works!

The originally circular transparent shield gradually shrunk until it turned into a human shape and stopped one millimeter above the body surface.

Byrne stopped.

In addition, he found that he could still open a gap.

"In this way, there will be no impact on diet and daily life."

Then he nodded with satisfaction, closed the shield, and soaked in the hot spring again.

Half an hour later.

"Boss, do you want me to rub your back? The pasta and steak are already ready."

Helen Zhao's voice came from outside the door.

"No, I've finished washing."

Byrne got up and took a quick shower in the nearby shower, wrapped himself in a blue bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.

Come to the restaurant.

He found that there were not only large portions of spaghetti steaks and some side dishes on the table, but also his favorite hometown delicacies.

"System, you are so considerate."

Obviously, this is a related memory customized by the system according to his taste.

I sat down and tasted them and found that their taste was also very authentic. It would be even more perfect if paired with a few bowls of rice!

Unfortunately, he chose pasta and steak first.

Although the taste is not bad, it has some flaws.

"Helen, turn on the TV for me."

While eating pasta, Byrne looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Tony's press conference should begin.

"OK."

Zhao Hailun, who was waiting nearby, agreed.

"So I announce the closure of the weapons manufacturing department!"

The moment the TV was turned on, Tony's voice also sounded.

It's just that he seemed to be late.

But this sentence is still quite explosive.

Both the reporters at the scene and the audience in front of the TV were stunned for a second before they all exploded.

Stark Industries' main business is weapons manufacturing.

If it is shut down, in the eyes of the outside world, it will be like digging its own grave.

Just like KFC doesn't sell burgers, Pizza Hut doesn't sell pizza.

For a time, the stock market also became turbulent.

Not only Stark Industries is affected, but also its subsidiaries and side industries.

Even the extended industries have been affected!

"Helen, go to work."

Byrne waved his hand.

"good."

Helen Zhao turned around and returned to the room.

To complete the tasks assigned by Byrne, she must always pay attention to the stock market.

Especially all the trends in Stark Industries.

Only in this way can we make accurate moves and maximize the rate of return!

"Huh? The press conference is not over yet?"

Just as Byrne was about to turn off the TV, he suddenly realized that Tony didn't seem to have finished speaking.

When Obadiah Stan was anxious to appease the reporters, Tony was speechless and grabbed the microphone and said,

"In addition, I will transfer ten percent of my shares to my brother, Byrne Stark."

"What? Transferring shares? Or ten percent of the shares! Oh my God!"

"Ten percent? That's worth immeasurable value!"

"The youngest shareholder in the history of Stark Industries is about to be born?"

What Tony said was a bombshell.

It’s even more explosive than announcing the closure of the weapons manufacturing department!

After all, Obadiah Stan only has 15% of the shares!

All the reporters present went crazy for a while, picking up the phone and relaying the news back to headquarters.

Try to get tomorrow's front page headlines.

At the same time, more reporters surrounded Tony, who dropped the microphone and prepared to leave after finishing speaking.

Want to get more first-hand news.

But Tony didn't even look back and left the hall directly.

"Share transfer? Give it to me?"

It wasn't until this moment that Byrne came back to his senses.