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The classic gold and red color scheme, the awkward-looking face, and the metal shell that reflects light.

It's simply...a man's little romance.

Envy flashed in Weller's eyes, and he gently patted Tony, who was wearing a steel suit, and said, "Are you going at this time?"

Tony looked at the completely dark sky outside, looking eager and impatient.

"Of course, this is the best time."

He couldn't wait to destroy those weapons and fight against the terrorists.

After a pause, Tony said: "I contacted Ethan two days ago. The situation in his hometown is not very good. Those terrorists have been threatening his hometown, and the weapons used by those bastards are Stark's weapons. .”

Weller nodded, and a medium-level red medicine bottle appeared in his hand. He placed it on the table aside and said, "Take this with you. It can treat injuries."

"Now that you've decided, go ahead."

Weller said lightly and walked out of the laboratory. When he was at the door, he suddenly turned around and said to Tony, who was happily putting away the red pill bottle: "When you leave, you can't damage my home!"

Hearing this, Tony, who was feeling excited and even planning to fly into the sky, froze.

Good guy, is this Weller a roundworm in his stomach?Can you guess this?

Watching Weller leave, Tony walked to the exit of the underground laboratory leading to the outside, opened the exit with a depressed expression, and walked out step by step.

"That's not Stark at all!"

Tony let out a low cry, and with a long and joyful whistle, he flew up from the backyard of Weller's house and quickly disappeared.

"Dad! Look! Shooting stars!"

Little Hope pointed at the firelight rising into the sky, her eyes bright, and she held her hands in front of her chest, trying to learn to make a wish.

Weller held Little Hope's hand and said with a serious expression: "You can't make random wishes, especially on a broom star."

"Broom star? What is that?"

Hope blinked.

"It's the star that brings bad luck!"

Weller's face was full of solemnity, and Little Hope's face also became serious.

"Okay, let's eat."

Weller smiled and rubbed little Hope's head.

Little Hope nodded and suddenly said: "Where's Uncle Tony? Doesn't he want to eat?"

"He's going to do what he thinks he must do, and he won't eat tonight."

"Ah, there are more important things than eating!"

Little Hope tilted her head, expressing great incomprehension.

Weller looked at the little Hope who had grown up a little. His heart sank, but he smiled and said, "You will understand when you grow up."

"Ok!"

Little Hope nodded and was carried into the child's chair by Weller. He raised his knife and cheered: "Let's eat!"

……

Late night, Hell's Kitchen.

Two months ago, Hell's Kitchen would have been filled with conflict at every corner.

But now, Hell's Kitchen seems extremely 'harmonious', a peaceful scene under the rule of the Dark Emperor.

New rules began to spread in Hell's Kitchen, making Hell's Kitchen more orderly, and at the same time, Weller's rule over Hell's Kitchen became stronger and stronger.

The Kagemusha Alliance, formerly known as the Hand, integrated the Fisk Group of large and small gangs from far away in Hell's Kitchen. The two forces were integrated into a powerful force because of Weller's existence.

The underworld king Kingpin, the ninja master Brian, and Martin, who is attracting everyone's attention but few people know his true identity. The power controlled by these three people responsible for Weller is gradually forming a big picture that covers the entire New York. net.

"Is this Hell's Kitchen? Doesn't it look as messy as you think?"

A girl with a nose stud was walking in Hell's Kitchen holding her boyfriend's arm, with a look of worry but also excitement in her eyes.

The boy brushed his colorful hair and said in a mature manner: "I remember the last time I came here with Brother Brown, it was not like this here."

After a pause, he chuckled and said, "But that's how it is in Hell's Kitchen. There are endless possibilities. Perhaps, the boss just changed here today and the new boss is reorganizing the territory."

"Wow, Jack, you know so much!"

The girl sighed: "And you came with Brown? That's awesome! He is the boss of our school!"

Seeing the girl looking at him with adoring eyes, Jack suddenly felt elated and whispered: "Ruth, after we buy those things, we must go to the hotel tonight to have a good time, I want you to fly! "

Seeing her boyfriend's ambiguous eyes, Ruth fell into his arms and whispered coquettishly: "You are so bad."

"hey-hey."

Jason laughed, lowered his head and kissed the girl. He noticed that some passers-by looked at them teasingly and said loudly: "What are you looking at? A bunch of losers, go fuck your own girlfriends!"

Several people around him looked at him unkindly.

He's just a little brat, why are you pretending to be so stupid?

"Don't cause trouble! Don't forget the orders of the Hell Order!"

The person next to him tugged.

The Order of Hell!

Hearing this, the man's expression became serious, and he whispered softly: "If it weren't for the Hell Cult, I would definitely spread this little brat's ass!"

"puff!"

His companion laughed and said: "But we have to thank the Hell Order. It is because of them that we don't have to fight for territory."

Everyone's work and territory are divided layer by layer. If you want more benefits, you have to climb up.

"Humph!"

Seeing that no one dared to talk to him, Jack looked proud, and Ruth looked at Jack with admiration.

Jack hugged his girlfriend and strode forward.

A few minutes later, the two came to the corner at the end of the street and knocked on an inconspicuous door.

Oh!

A small window on the door was opened, and a pale face was revealed. He yawned and looked at Jack and Rose outside, and said, "What are you doing?"

"We need to do some shopping."

Jack lowered his voice and spoke softly, his voice trembling a little.

"Want something?"

The person at the door looked at the two people up and down, yawned and extended his hand to them.

Jack straightened his back and handed over a wad of bills.

"hey-hey!"

The person inside the door retracted his hand, stared at the two of them, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want money?"

"Then give me your driver's license first, something that can prove your age."

The person at the door looked at the two people speechlessly.

Why don't you understand any rules?

"Huh? Proof?"

Jack was dumbfounded.

When do I need proof of identity to buy flour?Is there an age limit?

"No? Get out of here! It's a waste of my mood!"

The man cursed lowly and closed the small window, leaving the two children messy in the wind.

Is this still Hell's Kitchen?