The root of American comics

Chapter : Banquet in the Dark

"That actor, hehe, is pretty good. He leaves me with a lot of free time."

Mandarin heard Killian mention this, recalled it, and nodded casually. He paid more attention to practical matters. He seemed to have twitched the corners of his mouth and looked very stiff, "Our plan is Stark, right? So, how do you plan to start?"

But Moore's face was a little stiff. It was obvious that Mandarin did not directly tear apart the space and come here, but lurked for a long time. He had heard everything they said before.

But Moore's expression was forcibly controlled. Although he was a little surprised by Mandarin's power, it didn't change anything. For now, it was beneficial to their plan.

"That's Stark. We plan to give him an explosion at a familiar location, right at his home. You should have an impression, just like what the vampires did in the past. We can do it again, right? Some of my The men lurking in the Grand Council told me something that they did not protect Tony and the others. It seems that the Grand Council does not intend to make any exceptions for the genius Tony Stark, but only for now."

But three gray crystals appeared in Moore's hand, causing them to float towards the three people present.

Mandarin directly crushed the crystal and absorbed the information inside. There was some emotion on his face, "Is it an inscription belonging to a mortal? This is really the wisdom that is loved by the God of Truth."

After receiving the information, Killian's face also looked a little bad. He had a gloomy look on his face, understanding that time was running out.

“A day and a half is only a day and a half.”

Leiber closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said decisively.

Among the people present, he was the one who understood the operation of the Great Council the most, so he understood that they only had a day and a half.

But Moore looked at the reactions of the people present and sighed: "It seems that you understand. With the invention of industrial inscriptions, Tony Stark's status will be completely different. You know, the one who leads the Great Council now is not the ancient mysterious world. Those corrupt people, although Asteria does not have the prestige of Leviathan, she has to admit that she is also a courageous and intelligent person. The most important thing is that her attitude is the same as Leviathan. That is, in order to fight the God of Disaster, everything that is beneficial will be taken seriously. This is also the reason why the old guys in Angers support her."

Mandarin turned a ring on his hand, pondered for a while, and said: "I will let my Ten Rings Gang participate with all their strength."

Killian's eyes were gloomy and he said coldly: "Although Tony Stark is no longer selling arms, there is no shortage of geniuses in this world. I bought a few magic missiles from General Ross in the military. You can try them. Use it once.”

Leiber didn't speak, and was a little distracted at this time.

But Moore ignored him. After all, he also knew that Leiber was a loner. He turned his gaze to Killian and suddenly said coldly: "Dr. Killian, I remember the terminal virus, and we need some experimental products."

“I’ve really been lacking a lot lately, so why are you saying this all of a sudden?”

Killian was a little confused and didn't understand why Moore suddenly mentioned this.

"I think that Peibo is very suitable, isn't it?"

Killian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Heh, that's quite a bit. I mean, I think you're right. There are some things that you have to be prepared for."

After thinking about it, he sighed and said: "However, there is one thing you said wrong before. Tony Stark is not unprotected. At least Assassin is nostalgic for his old friendship."

In the dark night, the calm city conceals the smell of blood.

An Assassin assassin in black robes fell from the building. The instinct running through his blood had no effect. The familiar leap of faith did not hurt him, because there was a black knife inserted in his heart. The kunai caused him to lose his life the moment he fell. A group of tightly covered people walked out of the corner and dragged away the assassin's body.

A bald man stood at the dead end of the street, smoking a cigar.

He glanced sideways at the corpse that was dragged over, exhaled a thick puff of smoke, and said with some mockery: "A tiger without teeth has become a prey. This world is really a reality."

He stretched his waist and looked at the person who was also in charge of the command. A man whose body was burnt red and smoking. It was this man who seemed to be an ordinary man, like an office worker, who had just killed someone who had already been killed. The corpse-turned-assassin.

He grinned and said: "El, you are really powerful. With one shot, even Assassin's assassins are no match."

Yi Er glanced at him and said nothing.

One of them represents the Ten Rings Gang, and the other represents Killian. Although they are allies, he is unwilling to pay attention to the bald head at this time. He works hard to calm down the energy in his body and control himself not to scorch his body.

The bald man sneered, took out a communication device, and said in a seemingly cheerful voice: "We are done here. The Assassin team that protected Stark, a total of five people, has been solved. Now, Star Ke is still attending the banquet, and when he goes back, you can take action."

Today, Tony attended a banquet with many celebrities. He was patient and did not say what he had researched. He just made everyone look forward to his masterpiece in a high-profile manner, and then waited with this curiosity. for tomorrow's press conference.

The celebrities were curious, and many wanted to know in advance, but Tony was gritting his teeth.

But in his mouth, the steel suit is comparable to his, maybe a little bit worse, but definitely not much.

This kind of evaluation is enough to arouse the curiosity of celebrities.

At the banquet, Old Osborne smiled and said: "Tony, you really made me, an old guy, feel the feeling of my heart being grasped. Can't you really reveal it?"

Tony took a bite of steak, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, exposed Pei Bo's arm next to him, raised his eyebrows and said: "Osborne, you should know that a girl is always the most attractive when she is wearing clothes. Yes. Maybe you can feel the feeling of your adolescence after a long absence. It will make you nostalgic and beautiful, right?"

"Tony, your mouth is still so intolerable."

Old Osborne shook his head, knowing that he would not get any inside information, and chatted for a few more words before leaving.

Peibo said helplessly: "You can talk about it carefully, and you can also use this to achieve some cooperation."

Tony snorted and said, "I never ask for cooperation from others, because they will come by themselves, and my name is the sign."

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