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Chapter Wanderer

Tony's self-confidence is always so sufficient, so sufficient that it makes people feel uncomfortable, but his self-confidence is always so justified. The name Tony Stark is the best advertisement in the world.

While he was talking to Pebo, a gaze stared at them. This gaze was hidden in the crowd, and even Tony, who had now embarked on the path of a mage, was not aware of it.

He was playing three dice in his hand, and his face was very young, but anyone who saw his face would be sincerely surprised, because this face was exactly the same as that of the man who was famous in the world. In front of him, Tony's pride would shrink, because that person was someone he admired from the bottom of his heart.

However, it was a very recognizable face, but no one seemed to notice it. Celebrities kept walking past him, and some even said hello to him, completely ignoring his face that was not only good-looking, but also correct. A face that should be familiar to anyone, as if he should be one of them.

"Alfredo"

The young man suddenly heard a familiar name and withdrew his gaze from Tony.

He chewed on this familiar name, and some memories arose. The people talking about this name were three businessmen, and they were chatting about Assassin. This is normal. It is no longer the time for mysterious blockade, so it is normal for these businessmen who are not mystics to know some mysterious things.

During their conversation, they all felt helpless about the struggle between the two Assassins. Because of the Assassins' struggle, a factory owned by one of them was inadvertently destroyed, while one of the other two was engaged in medicine. One is the owner of a security company that cooperates with a human rights protection agency.

The current Assassin battle has an impact on them all.

Alfred and Card are undoubtedly the two names they discuss the most.

After listening for a while, the headset in the earphone was suddenly connected. After the young man answered it casually, a man's voice sounded.

"You were there, right?"

Listening to this strange voice, the young man looked a little curious. He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Who are you? From this tone, you sound like an acquaintance of mine. But if my memory is correct, If so, I shouldn’t have heard this sound.”

The voice in the earphones was playful, "It's really calm. We are not acquaintances. I just know you through some things. I didn't expect you to be resurrected. Who did this or Leviathan?" I didn’t kill you, Mr. Rizal."

Rizal, this name is not uncommon, but the suffix of the young man will make the meaning of this name completely different.

Because that suffix is ​​Bayek, the Bayek of Leviathan.

This name once belonged to Leviathan's younger brother, Risa Bayek.

"I haven't heard this name for a long time, but I think it has nothing to do with you, sir."

Risa's expression returned to coldness, and the conversation between them did not attract anyone's attention. When he spoke, even the people passing by ignored Risa.

"You will see a good show soon, but I hope you will not interfere, although I don't know why you would interest Tony Stark."

The sound in the headphones disappeared.

Risa slowly put down his hand on the earphones, with helplessness appearing on his face. He stood up and left.

Watching him disappear, some people also left quietly. After one person whispered a few words to Old Osborne, Old Osborne also apologized to the people around him and left.

In a room, Rizal was sitting on a chair, drinking a cup of coffee. After Old Osborne came in, he looked at him and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong, Mr. Rizal?"

Risa said calmly: "It's nothing, it's just that I was exposed."

Old Osborn was stunned for a moment, and then said with an ugly face: "Mr. Rizal, who can handle it? If it's troublesome, I will find a way to get rid of Tony Stark, and then cause an attack here."

"It's useless. I don't know the identity of that person. Although I can guess some, I'd better postpone the action tonight. I want to see what happens next."

There was no annoyance on Risa's face, just like usual.

Seeing this, Old Osborne didn't say anything more. He nodded, said that he would suspend the action, and then left.

The banquet was over soon.

Tony got into his car and asked Happy to drive back to his villa.

Because it leads to the suburbs, the roadside quickly becomes deserted.

Just after Tony put down the phone to talk to Peibo, and was about to close his eyes and rest, a harsh hissing sounded, and then the car was stopped urgently. Tony couldn't help but lean forward, and stopped the kinetic energy of his body. After making the move, he was about to ask Happy what was going on, when he noticed the surrounding scene through the car window.

Dozens of people surrounded the vehicle, and a magic lock followed the hand of one of them and tied the vehicle.

Happy looked ugly and said, "Tony, we are surrounded."

"I saw it, no need to say such an obvious thing. You stay in the car, I'll go down and take a look."

Tony pressed a button on the car seat next to him, and the car suddenly emitted blue light, and a large amount of energy directly burned the magic lock.

But a barrier had been established silently. Tony magnified his perception at this time and could feel that the surrounding space had been solidified.

Tony got out of the car, glanced at it and said: "There are traces of Kama Taj's magic, and traces of Bodur's magic, and even mixed with Eastern magic and divine magic. It's really a mess of magic formed by a chaotic order. Where did you come from, wanderers?"

Wanderers are the current name for those who use mystery to act as mercenaries. These people are generally unorganized people. Their characteristic is that mysteries are rarely organized into a system, and are generally fragmented. Use it however you like.

The basic requirements for a rogue are very low. Anyone who knows basic poison-making skills can be considered a rogue.

In today's world, basic mysterious inheritance can be purchased as long as there is some way.

The man using the magic lock sneered: "Stark, I thought you would stay in your car."

Tony snorted coldly and said: "There is no need to deal with you yet. I advise you to tell your purpose and the person who instigated you. This is the best choice for you."

His body began to shine with magical light, the steel suit attached to his body, and the car behind him also began to glow with magical light, forming a blue protective shield, temporarily protecting those who were still in the car. Happy.

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