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Through the portal, you can return to the studio below in Malibu in one second.

All his Iron Legions are there.

At that time, wouldn't the Mandarin be able to catch any desperate virus?

Tony hesitated, and finally gave up the idea of ​​contacting Joyce.

I!Tony Stark can solve this problem independently and take care of the things he caused!

Tony continued to drag the Prodigal Son's armor forward, dragging his tired steps forward in the cold, windy and snowy night.

His figure looked a little thin in the darkness, but his face was very determined.

This is the only thing he can do, and it is the only thing he can do now.

There is no way you can lose!

His figure became smaller and smaller in the howling of the cold wind, until he disappeared into the vast night sky.

……

"Clang!"

Joyce, who suddenly appeared at the Malibu villa from home, looked at Pepper, wearing a battle-damaged helmet, who had been standing here for 10 minutes.

He turned around and looked at Jack. After spreading his hands, he couldn't help but knock on his helmet.

"Pepper? Are you done?"

"Who!?"

The frightened Pepper trembled. After taking off his helmet and seeing that it was Joyce, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Pepper's voice was still trembling, but fortunately Tony was fine and he left her a message.

Her eyes were flashing with tears of excitement as she looked at Joyce.

right!He can definitely get Tony back!

"Jojo! You must know where he is, right? Can you help me bring him back?"

"I feel like he's in bad shape!"

The somewhat eager Pepper couldn't help but grab Joyce's arm with an expectant expression.

"Pepper, don't worry, he'll be fine."

Joyce pulled out his grabbed arm and gently patted Pepper on the shoulder to comfort her.

"Jojo, please! I can promise you anything!"

It was about Tony's safety, and Pepper couldn't sit still at all.

"Pepper, listen to me."

Injecting some ripple energy, she gradually regained her composure.

"This matter is not that simple. If he wants me to go, he will contact me directly."

"This time it's a trap, a trap specially designed to target him."

"Besides, you know Tony's character. He will definitely solve this matter independently."

Hearing this, Pepper's eyes dimmed and her mood gradually calmed down.

Yes, how could I not know Tony’s character?

"Okay, Jojo, I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

Pepper sighed. Although she also hoped that her lover would return safely as soon as possible, she knew that this was simply a wish.

Tony will never come back unless he resolves the matter.

"Don't worry, Pepper, you have to believe that he can solve the problem."

"Thank you, jojo."

Pepper forced a smile.

"This is Jack, Jack Lockley, who Tony has specifically entrusted with keeping you safe during this time."

Joyce turned around and patted Jack's shoulder, who had been standing silently next to him, and introduced him to Pepper.

Jack looked at Pepper and nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Thank you. I'll spare your time."

Pepper responded politely, she did not refuse because Tony also said this on the phone.

However, she still didn't know Jack's true identity, and thought he was a slightly more powerful special forces soldier.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Jack shook his head. He didn't expect that he would come to work so quickly. He also planned to go to Mexico for a vacation to earn some extra money.

It seems that there is no way to go out until this matter is resolved.

"Then I'll take my leave."

Seeing that the two had preliminary communication, Joyce nodded to Jack, then said goodbye to Pepper and turned around and disappeared.

"Ms. Potts, what are you going to do now?"

Seeing Pepper who was still a little distraught, Jack still chose to talk to her. After all, someone else was the boss now.

Besides, you can't stand here forever, right?

"Huh? Oh... let's go back to Stark Industries first."

After reacting, Pepper looked at Jack apologetically.

"Okay, now leave the driver's job to me too!"

Jack rolled up his sleeves. He hadn't driven a taxi since he had Tony's source of information.

Although the speed of movement has increased a lot, after all, the income continues to decrease.

Superheroes also need to eat...

I haven't driven for so long, and my hands are still itchy.

……

Jack, who had just finished today's fight in the underground boxing market, went to the bar above and ordered a glass of beer.

He took out a breath, rubbed his sore wrists and stared at the beer bottle in front of him in a daze.

As for why he came to boxing, it was purely to pursue excitement and make some pocket money.

After all, he is now an unemployed vagrant.

"Friend, can I interrupt you for a few minutes?"

This sentence interrupted his thoughts.

Jack looked back.

It was a strange man, wearing a black suit and a ponytail.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in men."

Jack, who didn't want to have too much contact with these people, picked up the beer bottle and planned to leave the bar.

"I watched the game just now. It was really cool. Where did you practice?"

Unexpectedly, this man was hot on his heels, chattering behind Jack.

A somewhat impatient Jack stood and turned to look at him.

"Listen buddy, I'm just stretching my muscles and making some extra money, that's all."

"Oh~ dear Mr. Lodge, you can't live a good life with this extra money alone."

The man in the suit with ponytail is a little persistent.

"My boss, Gilberto Ocantara, would love to sit down with you and have a chat. How about that?"

"It's a great honor, but I'm not interested. I've never heard of your boss's name."

After shaking the bottle, well... there was only one last sip left, so Jack poured the last liquid in the bottle down his throat.Junqu Pavilion

A cold feeling spread from his throat to his limbs.

cool.

"Mr. Ocantara is one of the richest bourgeois in Mexico, or can you Google him?"

Jack's eyes narrowed into slits, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes that made people afraid to look directly.

"So...what does the big bourgeoisie want me to do?"

"Of course you are hiring. My friend, Mr. Ocantara is looking for a capable practitioner like you. As long as you are willing to join us, we will never treat you badly."

The man in a suit and ponytail looked at Jack and said in a very sincere tone.

Well...the fat sheep can be slaughtered.

Thinking of this, Jack decided to listen to what he wanted to say.

"Three weeks ago, Mr. Ocantera's only daughter was abducted by a group of cowards in Mexico City."

"Oh? What's the reason?"