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After dealing with reporters and business partners, Tony and Obadiah smirked and talked in low voices.

"Tony, why are you here? Don't worry, I have properly resolved the issue on the board of directors. Your task now is to enjoy life." Obadiah, who never left his cigar, hugged Tony with a smile on his face. shoulders.

"Of course, I have always believed in you." Tony responded casually, his eyes swept to the center of the ballroom, and he was immediately attracted by a beautiful figure.

"Don't worry about me, I came here on a whim, maybe I will leave on a whim after a while, and say hello to the directors for me."

Tony stared straight at this delicate-faced blonde beauty in a blue backless dress. It was his cute and charming little secretary, Pepper Potts.

He was the first to discover that Pepper was so feminine.

Tony smacked his mouth, feeling a little dry in his throat.

"Okay, then have fun." Obadiah followed his gaze and immediately showed a smile that any man could understand.

After Tony turned and left, the smile on Obadiah's face gradually faded, and he stared blankly at Tony's back for a long time.

He was very annoyed that the damn thorn in his side didn't die.

Not only that, but after he came back, he arbitrarily advocated to announce the closure of Stark Military Industry, and the stock he had so hard to raise went to the bottom again. He is completely a prodigal son with insufficient achievements.

but...

Obadiah took a deep puff of his cigar, and a broken but epoch-making war weapon, the metal battle suit, appeared in his mind.

Thinking of this, he had to admire Tony's genius brain. At least in terms of developing weapons, Tony has an unparalleled talent.

On the other side, Tony didn't go to Pepper immediately, but turned and walked towards the glass wine cabinet next to him.

"I need to adjust my mood before meeting Pepper."

After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find the SB886 black Lambo with an even more arrogant license plate than him. There was only one yellow Lambo in the entire parking lot, and the NB001 with a completely different license plate was obviously not the same one.

He took out a handful of US dollars and slapped them heavily on the wine cabinet. After smoking three glasses of champagne, the anger in Tony's heart cooled down a little.

Just as he was about to leave, a more enchanting and alluring figure appeared beside him.

The bright red evening dress, coupled with the unfathomable danger, immediately drove Pepper from Tony's head to outer space.

Moreover, this beautiful lady seemed to have had a romantic relationship with him once.

"Tony, do you remember me?" The woman smiled like a flower.

"Angela? Morika? Christine?" Tony asked with a look of uncertainty.

At the same time, he felt very incredible. Reasonably, an ordinary woman might not stay in his mind for more than 24 hours, but the lady in front of him was obviously extraordinary.

To say the least, you have to stay for more than a year.

"Natasha!" The woman glanced at the champagne tower next to her and signaled, "Why don't you buy me a drink?"

"Of course, it's my honor." Tony raised his brows, smiled slightly, and handed a glass of champagne to Natasha in a graceful manner.

"Tony, I heard that you have developed an intelligent voice system?" The woman asked casually after taking a sip of champagne.

"Hell, smart voice technology still needs research and development? I can think of more than a dozen of them in a short time. In fact, not only smart voice, artificial intelligence only needs a meal."

"Omega, I am ashamed of your genius."

"No, no, no, Natasha, my genius is nothing compared to your beauty."

Afterwards, Tony brought his sister-sucking skills to the extreme, telling all kinds of knowledge in a serious but humorous manner, which amazed the latter, and covered his mouth and chuckled from time to time.

It wasn't until Tony was about to put his arms around his waist that Natasha took half a step back without showing any signs, and got to the point: "Tony, didn't you announce the closure of the military industry a few days ago? But I heard that the terrorists who attacked the town of Gumira The weapons used are related to Stark Industries. Do you know about this matter?"

"Terrorist? Gumilla? I don't understand what you're referring to." Tony looked solemn.

He stopped his movements vigilantly, and with his ingenuity, he immediately understood that the woman in front of him seemed to be coming with a certain purpose.

"Tony, don't get me wrong, I just want you to satisfy my curiosity as a reporter. By the way, here are some photos about Gumira, you can take a look."

Natasha secretly thought that it was difficult to deal with, but the matter had come to this point, so she could only bite the bullet and ask.

Tony is playful and lustful, but he is extremely sensitive in situations, and he is much more difficult to deal with than imagined.

"Gumila..." Tony hesitated for a moment, but finally picked up the photo and looked through it.

Every time you turn over a sheet, your face becomes ugly.

Until the last photo, Tony's anger could no longer be controlled, and the hand holding the photo turned slightly white.

A familiar face that he hated to the bone appeared on the photo, surrounded by ammunition made by Stark Industries.

A villain who kidnapped him and killed his savior, but used the weapon he made to hurt innocent civilians.

What an irony.

"Hey, who are you guys? I warn you, I am a reporter, please stop your brutal behavior immediately, or I will call the police!"

In the distance, a female reporter named Christine was pushed out of the banquet hall by two men in black.

"20? Is there a mistake? Isn't this forcing me?"

Farther away, a man named Chen Mu became short of breath.

In fact, Chen Mu didn't plan to do anything to Iron Man tonight, because Tony's identity is quite special. His father is one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D. It is far less cost-effective to have a bad relationship than to make friends.

But now, fate is playing tricks on him.

The ready-made 20 yuan is in front of him. If he doesn't seize it, Chen Mu will definitely not be able to sleep well tonight, and maybe he won't even have a good breakfast tomorrow.

The consequences were too serious. For the sake of physical and mental health, Chen Mu could only close his eyes in grief and walked over.

'Made, this bastard is not here to find me, is he? '

Natasha is talking with Tony, but she has been paying attention to Chen Mu from the corner of her eye.

At this moment, seeing the latter approaching with a blank face, his heart started beating suddenly.

Please, don't come here!

Natasha's smile gradually distorted, her eyes fixed on someone's every move, and her heart kept sinking.

After confirming the eyes, he definitely wants to make trouble.

Sure enough, in the next second, a shout of embarrassment and anger resounded through the audience, and the volume soared into the sky.

"Bichi!! How dare you betray me, you shameless slut? Could it be that my Wuzhishan can't satisfy you?!"

Natasha's pretty face suddenly darkened.

You bastard, you are addicted to acting, right?