undercover manga

Tony Stark.

Rich man, playboy, genius...

He had everything a man could desire.

As the world's largest arms dealer, Tony is a frequent guest in Time magazine and various award ceremonies.

He can often be seen posing on newspaper covers.

But it is undeniable that as much as this merchant of death is popular, he will be hated by others.

Port Marbury, California 10880.

In Tony Stark's private beach house.

Tony, who had just finished playing poker with a beautiful reporter last night, the first thing he did after getting up was tinkering with his collection of cars in the basement.

"...Insufficient pressure in cylinder three, sir."

Jarvis, the artificial intelligence butler, came to a conclusion after conducting computer simulations of the engine.

"I knew it was the problem here, the backup schedule, Jarvis."

Tony threw the parts on the tool table and stretched.

That girl was really proactive last night, which was unforgettable.

But it's a bit expensive.

He still feels light and airy now.

"Drip drip..."

The bulletproof glass door of the basement opened automatically, and a woman dressed as a secretary walked in.

She has typical Caucasian facial features, not very beautiful, and has some small freckles on her face.

But he is Tony Stark's most important assistant.

It can be said that without her, Tony Stark would not even know what to wear the next day.

"Little Pepper" - Peppa Pig Bozi.

This is her name.

"You should have flown to the other side of the world an hour and a half ago."

Uncle Pei walked in with a stack of documents and a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Are you talking about my private jet?"

Tony smiled at her.

"That's strange. Since it's my private plane, I should decide the departure time."

As he spoke, he took a sitting posture that he didn't recognize.

Pei Bo could only roll his eyes. Who knew this guy was his boss? There was really nothing he could do about him.

"I have three things here that I need you to confirm before leaving."

Tony took the coffee from her hand, took a sip, and motioned with his eyes for her to continue.

“A collector is selling a Jackson Pollock painting, but the asking price is a bit too high.”

"Is it the masterpiece from spring?"

Peibo shook his head.

"No, but I think this painting is very unique, but the price is ridiculously high."

"Then I want it and buy it."

Tony didn't even ask the price, he just asked Bob to buy the painting for him.

I have to say that this look of spending money like water is indeed very chic.

It made Uncle Pei's eyes light up, and a smile inevitably appeared on his lips.

He could only pretend to lift his bangs to hide his expression.

"Another thing, MIT invites you to give an opening speech..."

"That was in June, don't bother me with such irrelevant things."

Tony stood up, moving this, moving that.

He looked like a bastard chanting sutras and not listening.

"Then I will agree to it for you. There is also a document that you need to sign."

Pei Bo took out a contract and handed it over.

Tony reached out and took it, signing his name without looking at it.

"Are you so anxious to get rid of me?"

He was stared directly at by those glasses that seemed to be glowing.

Pei Bo felt that her heartbeat had skipped a beat. She lowered her head and did not dare to raise it.

"Yes, I do have that thought."

Tony heard this and took a step closer.

"I don't like your ideas."

Peibo could almost feel the man's breath hitting his face.

She forced herself to calm down and put away the signed documents with a smile on her face.

"Of course I can have my own ideas for my birthday."

"Birthday? Is it here again?"

"Yes, it's a coincidence. It was also today last year."

"Remember to give you a gift for me."

Tony reminded seriously.

"Of course, I have bought it. It is very beautiful. Thank you Mr. Stark."

"You're welcome, Miss Boze."

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

Unexpectedly, Tony was the first to be defeated.

"I have to go now."

"Okay, it's time for me to go."

Uncle Pei hurriedly arranged his bangs with his hands, his lowered eyes a little disappointed.

That hazy feeling can only continue to be hidden in my heart.

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In the living room, Tony, fully dressed, was preparing to drive away.

At this time, Jarvis's voice suddenly sounded.

"Sir, someone is visiting at the gate."

Tony put on his watch and asked nonchalantly: "Who is it? Did another reporter come to the door?"

"No, sir. He was wearing a courier uniform and his face was hidden by the box. I couldn't identify him."

"Then let Happy handle it."

Tony had no intention of opening the door.

Who knows if this person is really delivering a courier or kidnapping him for ransom.

With his status, he naturally wants to avoid any risks.

"...Sir, the signal is not coming through and I can't reach Happy Hogan."

Tony's eyes darkened, and he asked Jarvis to call up the surveillance camera at the door and project the image onto the TV.

Then I saw a man wearing blue work clothes and holding a large cardboard box standing in front of the gate.

Tony noticed something was wrong as soon as he looked at the size of the cardboard box.

"Is it a signal-closing device? Maybe it's someone with bad intentions."

Although he was surprised that someone dared to come to his home to commit a crime, he was not afraid.

"Jarvis, open the villa defense system."

"Yes, sir."

Following Tony's order, high-strength alloy plates several centimeters thick were immediately lowered on the villa's doors, windows and other weak defense points.

Its defense is strong enough to resist RPG bombing.

"If the villa's system loses connection with Stark Industries' server host for more than 10 minutes, it will automatically alarm. We just need to sit here and wait."

Tony sat on the sofa very confidently and calmly, not afraid at all.

Anyway, he is the only one in the villa now, and since Pepper is not here, he doesn't have to worry about other things.

"Just let me see, what do you want to do?"

"Jarvis, put me on the line."

"We're connected, you can talk."

Tony pretended to clear his throat and spoke in a commanding tone.

"Who are you? An uninvited guest?"

His voice was simultaneously transmitted to the monitoring equipment at the gate.

The man holding the cardboard box obviously heard Tony's words.

He slowly raised his head and showed a big smile to the camera.

It's the kind of perfect smile that stretches from the corner of your mouth to the base of your ears.

It was so perfect that Tony Stark shuddered in front of the TV.

Very scared.

"Is this...a clown?"

Tony saw the man's appearance completely.

He is like the demon clown in horror legends, which makes people shudder.

"First meeting, Tony Stark. My name is JOKER."

"I came here today to borrow something from you..."