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"You look beautiful today."

Pepper was shocked. Today was the first time she appeared in public dressed like this. As Tony Stark's secretary, she had always dressed up as a standard urban beauty to clarify her identity as a working woman.

However, for some reason, she suddenly wanted to dress like this. Her appearance was not bad, even outstanding, otherwise she would not be favored by Tony Stark, the famous playboy.

But I don’t know why, that playboy would rather sleep with those cover girls, women like buses, than look at her more.

Pepper is very unconvinced, at least she thinks so. As a woman, she has to work hard for you every day, dealing with all kinds of things that you don't want to deal with. She even has to help you sleep with you last night every morning. Drive away the woman you were with?

Why doesn't her boss care about her at all?

Is it because she has no charm?She had some doubts, so on her birthday yesterday, Pepper gritted her teeth and bought an extremely sexy dress. The bold design of this dress even made her blush when she saw it.

"Oh, hey, you, why are you here?"

When Pepper turned around, she found that the person she really wanted to see was standing in front of her. But for some reason, she was a little scared. Although she wanted to see him before, she hoped he wouldn't appear here. .

"What? Isn't this Tony Stark's charity fund dinner? I am the host of this party, why can't I appear here."

Tony looked at Pepper, who was dressed up for the occasion. She used to be smart and capable, but now she looked as shy as a little girl. She was so confused that she didn't even know where to put her hands.

"Why didn't I notice she was so beautiful before?"

Tony tried hard to remember, it seemed that he valued this in the first place and therefore let her be his personal assistant?

"Oh, yes, that's right, this is your charity party."

Pepper smiled awkwardly, not knowing what she was talking about.

"Want to have a dance?"

Tony stretched out his hand, it didn't matter if he didn't notice it before, just make it up now.

"Oh, no, don't, here are all my colleagues, and I'm dressed like this and dancing with my boss, oh, my God."

Although she kept refusing, Pepper was still led off by Tony and finally put her hands on Tony's shoulders helplessly, but she only felt that her face was heating up rapidly, and it soon became hot and scalding, as if it was being roasted. Like a cooked duck.

"Oh my God, I can't believe it."

"What's wrong? It's just a dance. Is dancing with me a terrible thing?"

Tony looked at her funny. You know, the women who want to dance with him can be lined up from here to Hollywood. She actually looked panicked, like a frightened deer.

"No, I just feel a little uncomfortable dancing with my boss in front of my colleagues."

Pepper felt a little out of breath, took a few deep breaths, and managed to keep up with the dance without stepping on Tony's feet.

"Then it seems I have to fire you so you can feel better!"

Pepper looked at Tony and smiled, the awkward atmosphere relieved a lot.

"I don't believe you would do this. Without me, you would have trouble even tying your shoes."

"I think you can learn it in about a week."

Tony raised the corners of his mouth and smiled in his eyes.

"Oh, really? Do you remember what your social security account number is?"

Pepper obviously didn't want to give Tony this face and asked directly.

"Forehead."

Tony pretended to think hard.

"5. Well, there is a 5."

Pepper opened her mouth wide, unable to hide her smile.

"Wow, there is a 5, then

What about the remaining eight? "

"That's up to you."

The two of them burst out laughing, and an invisible tacit understanding spread between them. They hugged each other gently to the melodious dance music, swaying to the rhythm.

"Want to go out and get some fresh air?"

Tony said promptly.

"Oh, well, I just needed some fresh air."

Pepper quickly responded that the atmosphere was too strange, so the two of them walked out of the hall together.

...

A moment later, Tony walked in with a smile on his face and walked straight towards the bar. His expression looked like a weasel that had stolen a chicken. Wang Hao watched from a distance.

"Then, the next step is to bring out the superhero Iron Man."

Tony, who was asking for a drink at the bar, suddenly noticed a pretty female reporter walking towards him. The slightly familiar face made him startled, and he quickly turned his head, but obviously it was of no use, she was just coming for him. of.

"You seem to be very relaxed tonight? Don't you feel any better when you see me?"

"Panic, I'm panicking okay."

The romantic debt he owed had to be repaid on his knees. Tony grinned, his expression extremely tangled.

Of course he still remembered this female reporter, she was the last woman he slept with before being kidnapped, and he still remembered how hot she was that night.

"Because I pointed out your company's involvement in the recent atrocity?"

"You know, I was just invited. I don't know these things."

Tony found that things seemed not simple, and this woman seemed to have another purpose.

"I really believed you back then. Is this what you call responsible?"

Christine looked extremely angry, and then took out a stack of photos from her small bag.

"This town is called Gumila, have you heard of it?"

Tony's heart suddenly suddenly turned to the photo in his hand, and he saw that on a ruined land, among several houses that had been bombarded by artillery fire and left only in ruins, terrorists armed with advanced weapons were pointing their guns at civilians. , bringing them together.

The next photo is even more shocking. Piles of corpses are placed there, while the terrorists next to them are laughing crazily.

In the next picture, a familiar thing appeared in Tony's eyes. It was the reason why he was kidnapped, the reason why he traveled to the Middle East, and the reason why he announced that he would close the weapons manufacturing department.

"Jericho Missile."

This is his latest surface-to-surface missile developed. It was originally equipped with the US military to deal with the increasingly severe situation in the Middle East and to fight against terrorists who regard human life as nothing.

But now, this weapon, which represents the high-end military force of the United States and the outstanding achievements of Stark Industries, has appeared in the hands of the terrorists who were originally their targets.

"What was this taken from?"

"yesterday."

"I didn't approve any transactions."

Tony sullenly defended himself to Christine, maybe he was defending himself?This is the hometown of his friend, Ethan. He originally promised him to take him back there, but now, his hometown is threatened because of the weapons he developed?

“But your company did.”

"My company doesn't represent me."

Looking at Obadi in front of him, Tony held the photo in front of him and asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Do you know these things? Have you seen these photos? What happened to Gumila?"

Obadi looked at the photo in Tony's hand. At this moment, he only had one thing to say to the mentally retarded leader of the Ten Rings Gang who had tricked him.

"You mamaipi, your employer asked you to kill this troublemaker, but you didn't kill him, and now he comes back to harm me!"