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Looking at the two coffee cups on the table, Tony grabbed his hair, walked into the kitchen with the coffee cups, made himself a cup of strong coffee, and asked Weller next to him: "Were there guests just now?"

"Kingpin, I have something I need him to do."

Weller said calmly, frowning as he looked at Tony's coffee without any sugar or milk.

This is too bitter.

"Willer..."

Tony paused and said, "Seriously, it's easy for you to leave Hell's Kitchen."

With Weller's ability, it shouldn't be difficult to get Tony from Hell's Kitchen.

Weller smiled slightly: "It's not necessary, and someone has to restrain the darkness."

Hearing this, Tony was in awe.

"By the way, how's your suit doing?"

Weller asked casually, a little curious about this.

"It's almost finished, just the final test is left."

"Doesn't that mean it's completed?"

Weller looked at Tony in surprise.

Tony shook his head: "It can't be said to be complete without testing."

"Scientific invention must be rigorous!"

Little Hope waved her fists at Weller's feet with a serious expression.

Weller twitched the corner of his mouth, pinched Hope's little face, and said dotingly: "Yes, yes, you have to be strict."

Looking at Weller and Little Hope, Tony's lips raised slightly.

After this period of time, he found that the child was not as scary as he thought.

Little Hope is smart and cute, and they even have a common topic with him. He can be a teacher for Little Hope, and he can also play games with Little Hope. This feeling is simply great.

Grab little Hope!

A dangerous idea came to his mind.

But the next second, it was forgotten.

As long as he dares to do this, Weller will definitely kill him.

"Don't be stunned, bring the food out."

"Oh!"

Tony came to his senses and took out the dishes Weller cooked.

It has to be said that during this period, Weller's cooking skills have grown visibly, and even Tony's picky mouth is becoming more and more satisfied.

At the dinner table, the three of them ate lunch in silence.

Suddenly, Weller said, "After dinner, I'm going out in the afternoon. Hope, please keep an eye on me."

Tony nodded habitually.

Watching Hope is not difficult. Bring little Hope to the laboratory, give the little guy some parts, and the little guy can play with it all afternoon.

Hope looked at Weller and then at Tony. She didn't know what she was thinking of and smiled secretly.

Weller finished his meal quickly, touched little Hope's head, and said with a smile: "Be obedient."

"understood!"

Little Hope nodded, watched Weller leave, and waved his hand: "Dad, be careful."

"understood."

Weller smiled slightly and left quickly, but when he was at the door, he paused: "Tony, the dishes are washed."

Tony: "..."

How could he, the majestic Tony Stark, be reduced to a dishwasher?

Did he think it was not bad enough for him to become a criminal?

The corners of Tony's eyes were beating wildly, and then he smiled: "Call Happy later."

……

As soon as Weiler walked out of the house, a ninja who had been waiting outside Weiler's house quietly appeared in front of him and handed a piece of information to Weiler.

Weller nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

The ninja was startled for a moment, nodded, and left quickly.

Weller got into the car with the information and opened it.

Name: Wesley Gibson

Sex: Male.

Age: 25.

Occupation: General clerk.

personal hobby:……

After reading this information, Weller threw it aside and drove towards his destination.

He would never forget about the textile factory.

There are many ways to deal with the textile factory, and the easiest is to kill all those people.

But Wheeler's goal was to include all those in the textile factory into his 'big family' and become one of them.

And Wesley, to be precise, is Cross, Wesley's father, who has been secretly protecting Wesley. This is a very good breakthrough.

……

Wesley Gibson, although he has just entered the golden age of 25, has long been accustomed to a life of eating and waiting for death for him who has always been escaping from reality.

His cowardly character and failure to achieve anything made him a person with extremely low self-esteem.

At work, he is a yes-man who is insulted by his female boss, but in life he is a loser who is cuckolded by his girlfriend and at the same time.

He hates this kind of life, but he is lazy and has low self-esteem by nature, but he is powerless and dare not make changes.

Perhaps, his whole life will pass like this.

But sometimes, he wonders if his life would not be as bad as it is now if his parents were still alive.

Wesley sat at work with his eyes blank, watching the time passing by, his hands mechanically typing on the keyboard.

But what he didn't know was that his life would completely change today.

"Wesley! You loser, what are you dawdling about? Have you completed the task I gave you!?"

The fat woman, who was twice as wide as Wesley, walked up behind Wesley and cursed, her words full of contempt for Wesley.

Wesley's face was red and he wanted to stand up and slap the other person several times, but he just turned this thought around in his mind and put it behind him.

He still has to make a living from this job.

At this moment, a magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

"Although I already expected you to be cowardly, I didn't expect you to be...so cowardly."

Wesley turned around and saw a slender man with a handsome face standing behind his boss, looking at him speechlessly.

Wesley lowered his head and didn't even refute.

The fat boss looked at Weller with a smile on his face: "Who are you? Are you new here? Why didn't I..."

"Shut up, fat lady."

Weller said calmly, and his cold tone made the other party shiver.

He would not be polite to such disrespectful people.

Wesley raised his head in surprise, but felt secretly happy in his heart.

"Who are you! How dare you scold me!"

The boss was rude to Weller.

Weller glanced lightly, as if there were flames burning in his eyes, trying to devour the person in front of him.

The fat boss took two steps back in horror, screamed and ran into his office.

Weller snorted softly and said to the confused Wesley: "Follow me!"

"Why should I go with you?"

Wesley looked confused.

Weller smiled faintly, and from an angle that only Wesley could see, a flame burned quickly in his hand, then waved his hand gently, and disappeared again in Wesley's horrified eyes.

"Did you see it? Come with me, you can become this kind of person."

"You can get out of this shitty life you're in, insulting your boss, cheating on your co-workers, and your son-of-a-bitch girlfriend!"

"You can control your own destiny and have wealth you can't even imagine!"

"So, do you want to come with me now?"