The days when I was making trouble in American comics

New York, Stark Industries Building.

Tony, who returned to the office after trudging through mountains and rivers, removed the Mark IV armor from his body with the assistance of the robotic arm and Jarvis, but his expression was still not very good-looking.

"Tony, the government law enforcement officer requires you to attend a military hearing tomorrow morning." Natasha walked up. Now she is Tony's secretary.

Tony looked at the female agent in confusion. Although she had a hot figure, he knew that she was probably the female companion of the mysterious young man from Xia Country, so he said, "Why?" Will you be here? Aren't you going to save the world and maintain peace?"

"Also, a military hearing? Falk, I am a good citizen of New York City, one of the top ten outstanding entrepreneurs in New York, and a legal taxpayer. What does it have to do with the military? Are they short of money for the election again?"

Natasha said softly, "I applied through normal recruitment, and Pepper Potts recruited me. As for the military hearing, Nick said someone might want to force you to hand over the Iron Man suit."

"Mazefak! Are you kidding..." Tony untied the tie he had just tied and cursed in a low voice.

Pepper also walked in at this time. She tied up her hair and said to Tony, "It's true, Tony, people from the military and the government are here."

"It's okay, what can they do to me. Don't panic, isn't this tomorrow? Why are you thinking so much today? Don't forget, we have the opening ceremony of the Stark Industry Expo tonight, we must handle it well. I want to recreate the grand occasion of seventy years." Seeing Pepper's worried look, Tony showed his signature cynical smile, held her little hand, and started to smile.

Pepper ignored Tony's teasing, took her hand out and said, "That's for sure, because you are Iron Man!"

"Haha." Tony smiled proudly, with sadness and fear in his eyes. Yes, he was Iron Man, but he didn't know how long he could live.

On the side, Natasha looked at him with some doubts, and secretly made a note of it.

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At the same time, New York, Hammer Industries, Research Office.

"Mr. Hammer, I don't think Tony Stark's invention is that great. A giant steel armor, even if it can be controlled by people, will sacrifice a certain degree of flexibility... Even I think the things that guy is wearing recently It is also a burden. Only powered exoskeleton is the best structure for modern warfare armor..."

Amid the manipulation and assembly of the robotic arm and the splashing of sparks, a middle-aged man with long gray-black hair talked to Justin Hammer.

"What do you think? Now I can only think and the military think that you just need to help us complete it. As for the money and things you want, I will give it to you after you complete it." Justin Hammer reached out to interrupt He looked at Ivan Vanke, looking at the giant thing called Iron Overlord in front of him, and his heart was agitated. He had to admit that Tony Stark was really a fucking genius. No wonder Stark Industries would hold the expo again tonight.

"By the way, Ivan, can you create an unmanned mechanical armor that can be remotely controlled by humans? That is also an important goal of our cooperation with the military. I will ask others to send you the specific information. "Justin Hammer went on to say that he has asked others to study these, but one more Ivan Vanko is not much. After all, he claimed that Tony Stark's Ark reactor technology came from his father.

"Work hard, and everything will come true. You want to bring down Stark Industries, and I want to, too, but it's not the time yet. We need more partners." Justin Hammer patted Ivan Vanko on his own. shoulder, took the bodyguard and assistant, and walked out the door.

Hearing this, Ivan Vanke lowered his head, resentment flashed in his eyes, and he said respectfully, "I will study it, sir."

After a while, Ivan Vanke began to continue his work. He slightly saved some parts that were originally used on the Iron Overlord and prepared to put them on his own equipment. But he did not go too far. After all, Not only is he alone in the laboratory, but if Iron Overlord is not operational, his revenge agenda will be extended indefinitely.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, the bright moon is in the sky, and night comes quietly.

After finishing the Iron Overlord affairs that he was busy with today, Ivan Vanke returned to his residence with a big bag on his back.

In his residence, domestic and industrial waste can be seen everywhere.

Ivan Vanke ignored the garbage and walked straight to the basement. He first turned on the TV and switched to the WHIH News Frontline Channel. Then he meticulously assembled the spare parts taken from Hammer Industries into a simple exoskeleton. On top of the armor, murmurings were heard from time to time.

On TV, Tony Stark descended from the sky and landed on the stage of the Stark Industry Expo in a very cool way. The audience burst into warm applause and shouts, singing and dancing, looking like a prosperous and peaceful world.

"Screw this, the son of a thief, I must take revenge." After Ivan Vanke glanced at the TV, he continued to assemble this set of armor that he had carefully polished. Parts from Hammer Industries made up for its rough spots. It has a touch of industrial realistic beauty.

After a while, Ivan Vanke looked at his work with a satisfied expression on his face. Although there was still room for improvement, he was now willing to directly test the power of his mourning whip armor.

Therefore, Ivan Vanke struggled to put on this set of realistic and sexy exoskeleton armor on himself.

After standing still, he pressed the energy switch located on the armor of his hand, and what looked like an Ark reactor in the center began to flash. The two long whips in his hand glowed with plasma, and the arc flashed, cutting the ground in an instant. Two deep ravines appeared.

"Hahaha, Tony Stark, you are no match for me!" Ivan Vanke looked at the basement floor that he had destroyed and laughed wildly.

However, his laughter seemed to be too early, and the mourning whip armor suddenly made a sizzling sound.

Black smoke floated up, and electricity began to flow through Ivan Vanke's body. His head was dizzy, his body swayed involuntarily, his vision went dark, and he fell unconscious.

A figure walked into Ivan Vanke's residence at this moment, doing good deeds without leaving a name, and a golden-red Mark III armor was left here by the figure.

Under the moonlight, Jaqen regained his tranquility. Jessica's death did not have much impact on him. Everything was arranged by the Stranger.

As for Mark Speight, whom he saved from Kingpin, he has now been sent to the Middle East.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong with his spirit.