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The TV screen turned back to the luxurious office.

Stark, wearing a green armor, was leaning on the table, the mechanical tentacles behind him constantly swinging.

"The scene just now was too bloody. Since there are children in front of the screen, we will not broadcast it live.

I just want to tell you, the military, yes, I'm talking about you.

It only takes one milliliter of my blood to create a hundred tubes of 'Stark Evolution Fluid' and assemble a new Jericho missile.

Very cheap, right?Yes, very cheap.

So, don't send any more soldiers to New York, it's useless.

The more that come, the more soldiers become Starks.

You are all smart people and know what to do.

We can sit down and talk about your surrender.

I'll be waiting for you at Stark Tower, I'm always there. "

Suddenly, the TV screen went blue.

At the same time, a huge explosion resounded over New York City.

Cao Chen and the others immediately looked out the window.

I saw a raging fire burning on a brightly lit building in the distance.

"Oh my God! That's Stark Tower!" Pepper exclaimed.

Immediately, several rays of fire fell from the sky.

Boom boom boom!

After several huge explosions, the Stark Building collapsed in flames.

"Tony...!" Pepper felt her eyes go dark and almost fainted.

Thanks to Cao Chen who caught her in time, she didn't fall to the ground.

At this time, several more firelights fell in the night sky, falling further away.

There was another rumbling explosion.

A long "fire snake" ignited on the horizon.

Illuminating the sky and the earth clearly in the night.

"That direction is... the Stark Industrial Manufacturing Park." Pepper stared at the sea of ​​​​fire in the distance and said slowly: "Stark Industries... was destroyed, and Tony's hard work... was gone..."

Tears streaked across Pepper's cheeks and fell silently.

Natasha quietly walked into the bathroom and sent a message to Fury.

"Did you do it?"

After a while, I received a reply.

"This is an order from above, and there's nothing I can do about it. Don't worry, it's just a few conventional missiles."

……

new York.

luxury office.

Stark, wearing green armor, walked towards the door.

Behind him, followed a male green-faced zombie wearing a scientific research uniform.

"Now, my Stark Building was bombed, the manufacturing park was destroyed, and my house. I'm bankrupt."

"My king, we are all your property, and you are still very rich." said the green-faced zombie.

"I just like those of you who are flatterers." Stark said: "No matter what, everything is going smoothly according to our plan.

They thought that would kill me and blow up the production line for the new Jericho missiles?

Haha, big mistake!

I wasn't in the Stark Building at all, and the production line wasn't in the manufacturing park.

They must have thought that building the new Jericho missile was complicated, but it was actually very simple.

As long as we have enough materials, we can easily do it. "

Stark opened the office door.

In front of you is a spacious and bright warehouse.

Several fully automated production lines are running rapidly at the same time.

Some were filling syringes with clear solution.

Some install power units on syringes.

Others accurately loaded the syringe into the warhead of the missile.

"Look, what a beautiful place." Stark stretched out his arms: "I have already transported all the materials we need here.

No one knew this place except Pepper.

This is my secret base, 100 meters underground in New York. Even nuclear missiles cannot destroy it.

I always think one step more than them. I am the smartest, right?Dr. Stern? "

"That's right, my king!" Stern from behind saluted Stark.

"If all goes well, hundreds of Jericho missiles will be assembled tonight. Where do you think we should throw them? The White House? The Pentagon?"

"My king, as long as you are willing, you can go anywhere." Stern said respectfully.

"Dr. Stern, relax, you don't have to be so formal when working with me."

One of Stark's mechanical tentacles tapped Stern on the head.

"It's getting late, I should go do some business before they find out I'm still alive."

Stark walked towards the warehouse door.

"Dr. Stern, I should actually take you with me. After all, he is your friend."

"My king, he is not my friend. We have never met." Stern said.

"I know, you are netizens, and netizens are also friends." Stark said: "What is his name? Don't tell me, I can remember... By the way, Mr. Green, that's the name!"

"Yes, my king." Sten said.

"Hopefully my trip was worth it, after all... you know... it's such a long journey."

"My king, believe me, he will definitely become the king's right-hand man!"

An evil smile appeared on Stern's face.

……

new York.

Watt Headquarters Building.

In the large conference room, there were only the people of the motherland themselves.

He was using the giant screen on the wall to have a video call with Madeline.

"I heard them say, are you looking for me? Tell me what happened." Madeline said with a gentle look.

"I just don't understand why the company arranges it like this?!"

The motherland man lightly knocked on the table with a look of displeasure on his face.

"You mean Tony Stark?" Madeline asked.

"That's right." The motherland said: "Stark has admitted on TV that he did what happened in New York.

Why doesn't the company let me kill him?That’s a great opportunity to build up our popularity!

But we gave this opportunity to missiles that flew out of nowhere?Why? ! "

"Calm down, don't get excited." Madeline showed a gentle smile: "The company has its own considerations. You have to trust the company's judgment."

"No! No!" The motherland gritted his teeth and shook his fingers: "Are you trying to tell me that now is not the time for a head-on confrontation with Stark Industries?

No, don't tell me such nonsense again!

Stark Industries is finished, and so is Tony Stark!

The company's decision-makers are too timid!

It was they who made us lose this great opportunity to increase our popularity and attention! "

"No, you must not think so." Madeline still smiled softly: "I think the company's decision is correct.

Too many things happened tonight, and they were all too sudden.

We have just obtained the qualification to enter the police system, which means that we can exercise the powers of the police.

But what is happening in New York now must be solved by the military, and this has become a problem for them.

And we have no cooperation with the military.

Of course, we can also take care of it, and we can help the military catch Stark, or even kill him.

But after that, what benefits do we get?

Popularity?Attention?Are you satisfied with this?

You know what we've always wanted! "