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One day later, New York, Weller's house.

Weller stood at home holding Hope, looking happy.

There was no noise, no dusty trees that would bury people, and no...

"You're back?

Tony yawned and walked out of the room, greeting the two of them upstairs.

Why is there a peacock that sheds its feathers?

Weller looked at Tony with disgust.

Little Hope blinked and followed Weller's example, looking at Tony with empty eyes.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Tony looked at the father and daughter below with a dark face and walked downstairs.

"Would you like to visit my laboratory?"

Tony extended an invitation to the two.

Because it was Weiler's order, Kingpin's people were very cooperative. With the materials and machinery in place, they were ready in a short time. There were even some things that were not available to buy now and were secretly bought from Tony's mansion. It was shipped out.

"this is my house!"

Weller corrected a fact.

Tony pointed to the laboratory at his feet and smiled: "The one below is mine."

Hope: "I want to see the lab!"

"okay!"

"it is good!"

Weller and Tony responded at the same time, taking Little Hope towards the basement.

"Welcome, Mr. Hunter."

But as Weller walked down the basement stairs, an electronically synthesized voice sounded, and the lab door opened automatically.

"Who?"

Little Hope screamed and hugged Weller's neck.

"I am Jarvis, Mr. Stark's smart butler."

"Jarvis? And what is a smart butler?"

Little Hope asked doubtfully.

"It's an intelligent system that helps me."

Tony explained casually, strode into the laboratory, stretched his arms to the two people outside the door, and said with a smile: "Welcome to my world."

silence……

The smile on Tony's face was a little unbearable, and he said helplessly to Weller and the others: "Can't you give me some reaction?"

Little Hope whispered: "It's so ugly."

Tony's body stiffened, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Weller said helplessly: "How long have you been practicing this pose? Do you remember the last time you took this pose and what happened after that?"

What happened last time... was attacked by terrorists! ?

Tony's stretched hands dropped weakly, and the corners of his mouth twitched crazily.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Little Hope is going in!"

Weller pushed Tony aside and walked into the laboratory.

But Tony frowned.

"That's not right! How do you know what happened to me last time?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. said."

Weller said casually, looking at Tony's laboratory with wonder in his heart.

In just a few days, his basement had changed.

Not to mention that the space has expanded several times, it is filled with various equipment and raw materials, and there is even a bed.

"Are you planning to live here?"

Weller asked casually.

Tony nodded seriously and said, "I want to make my design as soon as possible and then start taking action."

Even if he can't clear his name for the time being, he must destroy those weapons that have been left outside through illegal means first!

Weller looked at Tony and smiled lightly.

This guy, already having responsibilities, is starting to transform into that Iron Man.

Witnessing the birth of Iron Man with his own eyes, Weller was looking forward to it.

But Iron Man was born in his basement?

Weiler couldn't help but laugh whenever he thought about this.

Ignoring Weller, Tony hugged the curious little Hope and introduced him to the things in the laboratory.

Little Hope listened very carefully, making Tony speak more and more energetically.

After walking around the laboratory, Weller saw that Hope and Tony were having fun, waved to them and walked out of the laboratory.

"You guys play, I'll make lunch."

Not hearing any response from the two of them, Weller looked back, shook his head helplessly, and left quickly.

As time passed, Weiler's life became more stable.

Little Hope is still growing at a super fast speed. Tony's steel suit created an experimental model named Mark II. After the test flight found its shortcomings, he began to build a more perfect Mark III.

With Kingpin's support, Brian killed three of the five fingers, and the other two fingers, including Mrs. Gao, disappeared without a trace under the chase, and had initially mastered the Hand and became A true ninja master.

Now, Hell's Kitchen has been completely ruled by Weller and the others, and the originally chaotic Hell's Kitchen has begun to become orderly.

In addition, the biggest change is undoubtedly Martin.

Weller took Lai Qi and Frank back to New York. After Lai Lai learned the news about his daughter's safety, when his big business started trading as planned, he was attacked by Martin and the police.

Boss Lai and a group of human traffickers were arrested on the spot. After rescuing a large number of people, Martin rushed to the front line. Martin, who had already established a relationship with the police, finally became a suspect as planned with the testimony of the police and the encouragement of Jin Bing. A hero who rescued countless innocent people.

For a time, Martin became a celebrity in various media and a hero in the eyes of citizens.

Martin also seized this opportunity, and after discussing with Wheeler, he established a charity, which attracted a lot of investment based on his reputation as a hero.

Everything is moving in the direction of plan.

After the situation stabilized, in addition to investing in more genetic companies, Weller finally had a balance and could start drawing draws for himself.

Upgrade skills?

No.

Weller planned to use all the more than 3000 million he had finally saved for the lottery.

How many levels can it be upgraded with?

If the money is used in a lottery, the items drawn will bring more money to Weller, thus entering a virtuous cycle.

"Draw, draw!"

Weller whispered and entered the system.

As he opened the third column of the skill tree, the lottery has changed from the previous 100 shots to the terrifying [-] million shots.

And ten consecutive shots is 1000 million!

Looking at the system prompts, Weller's head was buzzing.

Hey guys, this is going to open the fourth column of the skill tree...

As soon as he thought of that terrible number, Weller's heart shrank unconsciously.

"Don't think too much. In the next two months, whether you will be popular or drink northwest wind depends on this lottery."

Balance: 190 million.

You can draw thirty rounds!

smoke!

Weller thought,

3000 million disappeared instantly, and the drawn items also jumped out one by one.

Weller took stock and couldn't help but sigh.

I didn't draw any interesting skills.

In addition to thanking you every time for your patronage...

Items: Primary red medicine bottles*30 bottles, Intermediate red medicine bottles*9, Town Return Scroll*4, Teaching Parchment*6, Intermediate Strength Strengthening Potion*2, Disease Dispelling Potion*2.

Skills: Wind Arrow, primary frost power.