I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

John was waiting for the bus on the side of the road. He didn't want to walk back to his house.

A luxurious convertible sports car parked in front of it. The man wearing sunglasses sitting inside turned his head and whistled, like a playboy teasing a little girl, "Girl, can we get in the car and talk?"

"I don't mind tearing your car apart, Stark."

John smiled and drew his wand.

"This is my new car, okay, come up and have a chat." Tony had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender. He had some psychological shadow on the little stick.

After looking around, John decided to get in the car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, John complained: "Can't you get a car with four seats?"

"You're not a little girl, and I won't eat you." Tony also complained, "What's your quirk? You're not used to sitting in the front?"

“I just don’t like sitting next to other people.”

John pulled on his seat belt, "Shut your mouth, Car God."

Tony made a shut-up gesture and stepped on the accelerator to quickly leave the area.

The surrounding scenery quickly reversed, but it was not the route back to John's house.

"Did Ivan Vanko make the new Iron Soldier for you?" Tony said while driving the car, "You should know that he has a criminal record."

"Indeed, but don't worry, he's not that stupid." John said casually, "It would be boring to use the same trick again."

"That's not necessarily true." Tony said noncommittally, "You know the palladium poisoning. There is no way to change this, which means that the subsequent Iron Soldiers will fall into a bottomless pit."

As a victim of palladium, Tony knew all about the reactor's flaws.

That thing limits the reactor cap.

So when he learned that the military and Hammer Industries were continuing orders, he knew who was involved.

But I'm not afraid. If I just stay put, Ivan will still only fail the next time I see him.

"You're so arrogant, Stark."

John looked at the villa that appeared in front of him and said calmly, "Have you forgotten that I saved you?"

Tony thought of the purple flakes and stepped on the accelerator.

The garage door opened, and he drove straight in and drifted to a stop.

"You gave that thing to Ivan?" He stared at John, "Aren't you afraid that he will come up with something even more terrifying?"

"There is motivation only when there is pressure, Iron Man." John opened the car door and walked out, "Aren't you also studying?"

He walked towards the villa.

"Welcome, John Wick."

The door opened and Jarvis's voice sounded.

John was amazed, "This butler is really likable."

"Thank you for the compliment." Jarvis was as human as a real person.

Tony walked in from behind, his face full of displeasure, "I said, you should at least be surprised."

"Really?" John waved his wand, and a bottle of drink flew over and landed in his hand. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you think I need it?"

Well, compared to magic, it seems that the exaggeration of the smart butler is not shocking.

Tony took the drink from John's hand, "Aren't you curious why I brought you here?"

"It's not a fatal matter anyway." John raised his hand, the bottle of drink returned to his hand, opened it and took a sip, "If you are going to kill me here, I can only laugh at your incompetence on your grave. .”

"I won't and don't want to kill you." Tony said unhappily, "I'm here to settle the score."

"I don't remember I owe you money."

John said to Jarvis: "Turn on the TV, Jarvis."

The TV was turned on and an entertainment program was playing.

"No, don't turn on the TV, Jarvis." Tony came back and walked to the side to sit down. "Your employees assassinated me. Isn't this a bill?"

"If you say that, what will happen if you assassinate me?"

John sneered: "I don't see how you can compensate me."

"And you caused damage to my eyes, and before I called the police, a naked man broke into my house."

Tony has a dark face and a dark history that no one likes.

He took a deep breath to endure this guy's bad character, "I need you to do me some favors, use your magic."

"This is not an attitude of asking for help," John raised his eyebrows and sat on the sofa carelessly, "You should show sincerity."

"Okay, how much." Tony chose the easiest way, spending money.

That's always okay, right?

"You can't, right?" John said in surprise, "Are you talking about money with someone who just signed a tens of billions order with the military and owns two arms industries?"

He looked surprised, as if he saw someone running naked.

That expression hurt Tony deeply.

Damn it, one day, Tony Stark will be shown off his financial resources.

The veins on Tony's forehead jumped. It reached the tens of billions level. In fact, the difference between hundreds of billions and tens of billions is not very big.

Anything that can be purchased with hundreds of billions can also be obtained with tens of billions.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "Then what do you want?"

"Let me think about it..." John looked at Tony, "Except for your armor, there seems to be nothing that interests me."

"Impossible!" Tony refused decisively.

He won't hand over the armor. The impact that thing can have is too great.

"I know what you want," John was not in a hurry. He just rubbed the ring and said very calmly, "You want more magic crystals."

"I can satisfy you, but you must pay the same price."

"Magic crystal?" Tony really wanted to study the purple flake.

That thing can even replace palladium to run a reactor, which shows how precious it is.

"Except for the armor." Tony said after a moment of silence, "What else do you like."

For the first time, he felt so helpless that there were things that billionaires couldn't solve.

John thought for a moment, then stood up and started circling around Tony, as if considering the value the other person had.

When Tony couldn't stand the appraising gaze, he stopped.

"I'm very interested in Jarvis, how about you give me an artificial intelligence of the same level?"

Tony pondered for a while, "Okay, I can give you one."

As long as it's not Jarvis, everything is fine.

Tony's area of ​​expertise is actually somewhat different from Ivan's.

At least while Ivan was typing out the program word by word, Tony had already completed Jarvis-level artificial intelligence production.

On the Internet, Tony is the top one.

Seeing that he agreed, John simply took out a card.

"what is this?"

"Don't you want the magic crystal?" John smiled, revealing a businessman's aura, "Go here to get it."

Tony took the card, "So you tell me, this thing is not your exclusive possession?"

"I own it exclusively," John said matter-of-factly, "but there is no requirement that I must produce it."

“They can deliver to your door.”

Pointing to the number above, John smiled and said: "Supports payment in US dollars."

In the end, you still have to spend money. What about your previous attitude of not wanting money?

Tony felt his fist became stronger, but he couldn't beat the opponent.

It’s really tiring to put on the armor and have to take it off again.

"By the way, can I take one of your cars?"

Seeing that he had nothing else to do, John came to the door and looked at the luxury cars.

Tony smiled and said, "No."

A person who rides in a car and blows up another car has the nerve to ask me for this?

...

In the end John didn't take a car from Tony either.

He was full of complaints about this, "I don't know what's the point of letting me go?"

Apparated home from Stark Villa.

John didn't forget to give himself gloves to continue upgrading.

He fused a piece of Uru metal last time, and this time he wanted to fuse a second piece.

Silver covers the palm, grabbing the Uru metal to absorb.

The Uru metal gradually melted, and the silver layer turned into threads, intertwined with the limited gloves.

This is the most delicate thing, each one so minute that it requires a microscope to see.

Combined and intertwined with each other to form a new limited glove.

As the sky turns from dark to light, the limited gloves complete the fusion.

John raised his right hand, and the gem on the back of his hand shone with light.

He made a fist with his hand, and a wave caused the coffee machine in front to disintegrate and reorganize.

Another push, on the wall and on the ground.

The horizontal and vertical traces instantly separated into a grid shape.

In just a moment, the surrounding area healed as before.

It was completely impossible to tell that the house had been torn apart just now.

John stroked his chin, looking at the three bugs floating in the air and lost in thought.

"SHIELD still likes to eavesdrop?"

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