Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

The next day.

The hand and meeting did not arrive, and the messenger from the high table came to the door first.

On the long table, Lark sat in the main guard in a suit, and Winston stood behind him with his hands tied in front of his chest.

Opposite is a black beauty with white complexion.

Professional attire, high heels, tall figure, black hair draped over her shoulders, plump lips painted with dark red lipstick.

Beside it was a black briefcase.

Do all high-top tables like this dark style?

The black beauty bent slightly and said: "Mr. Stark, on behalf of the high table, I would like to apologize to you for what happened on the bridge. What happened that night was a pure accident. The person responsible has been captured by us. Please take a look."

The man in the black suit behind him took a step forward and placed the wooden box in his hand on the table. It was square and dark red.

The air was filled with the vague smell of blood.

Cold-blooded and heartless high table.

Just as he was about to open the black suit, Luck interrupted:

"slow."

The black suit paused and looked at the black beauty.

"Mr. Stark?"

Lark pointed out the window: "The sun is shining brightly, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. We can't ruin such good weather. Take it back."

Hearing this, the black beauty was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, waved to the black suit, and said with a smile: "Mr. Stark is right, you should be in a good mood when the weather is good, Mr. Stark must like this little gift. "

Black Beauty smiled and took out a red document from the briefcase with the word New York printed on the cover.

Red represents the highest level of high table.

Winston sighed secretly, quickly took it and put it in Lark's hand for what I had been struggling for twenty years.

The document is very thin, only about three or five pages.

The content is very simple. It contains the contract documents of all branches of the High Table in New York, hotels, intelligence, scavengers, tailors, weapons, medical care, etc.

One of Winston's signatures in the hotel is impressively listed.

Accepting it means that all the above-mentioned divisions are out of the control of the high table and are owned by Lark alone.

Winston watched from behind with eager eyes.

Lark finished flipping through the document and closed it: "Let me tell everyone at the high table that I like this gift very much."

"It's not polite to come back without reciprocating. I also have a document here. I hope you can take it back and hand it over to me.

Likewise, I'm sure those of you at the High Table will love it. "

Winston produced a document and placed it in front of her.

The mission was completed, and Black Beauty left. As soon as she walked out of the hotel, there was a roar in the sky, and a stream of gold and red light fell on the rooftop of the hotel.

After a long time, the black beauty withdrew her gaze, got in the car and left.

"Boom!"

The battle armor superhero handsome landed, and Tony's annoying voice sounded:

"Student brother, come and take a look at your genius brother's new invention, the freshly baked Mark 1, it's time to throw away your outdated old guy."

Lark's brows twitched wildly. How could I, a handsome, handsome, honest and reliable young man, have such a poisonous tongue brother?

Do you want to pull him into a kiss... Open Howard's coffin and ask if he made a mistake.

Tony stepped forward and hugged Luck directly, saying coquettishly: "Oh! Smell this charming paint smell, it is exactly the same as the smell of the magazine magazine twins that night, it is intoxicating."

"You know, I've been..."

"Screw the smell of paint, uncle, let's see what happens!"

Unbearable, no need to endure.

With a roar, Lak stretched out his right foot and hooked the leg of the battle armor. Taking advantage of his loss of balance, his body bent slightly, his back muscles bulged, his arms tensed and grabbed the metal arm, and made a gorgeous over-the-shoulder throw.

"boom!"

Smoke and dust are everywhere,

The battle armor is embedded in the ground.

today's wind,

so big;

rooftop,

so cold;

Just now,

what happened?

300 kilograms, carried with bare hands?

"Jarvis, update Lark's note: violent madness."

"Uh... good boss."

"Crack!"

Tony stood up and patted his butt, rubbed his chin with his right hand, and pretended to look around Lark as if nothing had happened. Data kept popping up from the mask:

"Tsk tsk, the bone density is four times that of ordinary people, the muscle strength is 4.2, and the body strength is 4.5; it is almost as good as Captain America back then."

"Instead of cheapening the army's crap, how about letting me dissect it and study it?" Tony joked as the mask popped up.

After announcing the closure of the weapons manufacturing department, the military immediately found a new baby, Hammer Industries, and ignored him.

Hmm... I like this name. Like the federal police, they always arrive last.

Lak let out a cold "heh", turned around and left: "You're thinking about farting."

"Hey, it seems that the other battle armor I made can only be given away, and I don't know if Happy's body can fit it in." Tony looked up at the sky, as if talking to himself.

The actual eyes secretly stared at a certain figure.

"1, 2..."

"Oh, I asked why the weather is so nice today. It turns out that my dear brother has sent a gift." Lark turned around, walked quickly to Tony, grabbed his hand and put it on his chest, saying like a little daughter:

"Brother, if you give me a gift, Pepper won't be angry if he finds out!"

wink.

……

Luke: Ugh...

Tony: Ugh...

Winston, who had just reached the rooftop: Ugh...

"you're disgusting."

"Every other, what about the battle armor you are talking about."

"arrive."

Looking up, Stark No. landed on the roof, and the wind pressure caused Lark's clothes to rattle.

The hatch opened, and a black figure sprang out, circling around Lak, rubbing his big head on his legs.

It's Big Cat, one of Ah Bao's harem group,

Lark called for help.

Abao was so upset in the morning that he couldn't sleep due to the noise.

Now the big cat is here, see if you can't get up in the morning, hum!

After enjoying the petting feast, the big cat flicked its tail without any regrets and ran towards the elevator.

"Hey, the world is going down, and the leopard's heart is not old."

Lark sighed and turned to board the plane.

Inside the cabin lay a box 3 meters long and 1.5 meters wide, with a pair of pitch-black armor under the transparent glass cover.

The shape is tough and angular, with red lines outlining the edges, and there is a hint of blood in the solemnity.

I don't know why, but Lak has a special liking for black, just like tofu, he always only eats salty, soy milk must have sugar and so on.

Tony knocked on the glass cabinet with his hand and said frivolously: "I got a new toy, do you want to go out and try it out?"

Lark arrived in time and Ethan did not die. He is still cynical.

Not "Iron Man".

Jarvis projected a projection in the cabin. On the news, a group of terrorists calling themselves the Ten Rings Gang attacked a certain village, killing many people.

Now the name "Ten Commandments Gang" is well-known in the world. Countless "manual workers" regard it as a role model and are proud to call themselves "members of the Ten Commandments Gang".

Lark rolled his eyes: "Forget it, those terrorists are not enough to fill your teeth, so I won't join in the fun."

That's right, except that tanks are a little deterrent to armor, the AKs in other people's hands are fire sticks.

I can only hear it.

Sure enough, the evening news began to report that an iron man fell from the sky and beat the shit out of those terrorists.

How many women and children were rescued, etc.

As if he had experienced the thrill of saving the world, for the next half month, a stream of light flashed across New York every day.

Lark was not idle either. On the one hand, he asked Winston to rectify the forces left behind by the high table, and save the chaff and chaff.

Still the same sentence, working as an assassin only earns a few dollars a year.

At the same time he released many pigeons around the hotel. As long as ninjas appear, they will be caught one day.

You guard against people and surveillance, not even birds, right?

PS: The next chapter will be released at 17:

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