Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

It should be said that Tony moved very quickly. Roland didn't wait long outside when he saw a car driving "arrogantly" and found him accurately.

"Hello, you must be Mr. Roland, right? I am Mr. Stark's driver and bodyguard. You can call me Happy."

"...What did I call you?"

"Happy, sir."

"……Say it again?"

"Happy, sir."

"You have a good name. Please don't learn Chinese in the future."

Although he didn't understand what Mr. Roland meant, the fat Happy nodded, opened the back seat door, and welcomed Roland into the car.

Whatever he said was what he said, but Happy remembered what his boss Tony Stark said to him when he was coming to pick someone up.

"When you go to the company and take a quick look, the person who is the strangest, the most abnormal, and the person who can make you think the most: why is this person like this, why is this person here? He is the person you are going to pick up this time. people."

To be honest, Happy didn't understand, but he was shocked.

Silent all the way, Happy maintained his professionalism as a driver, drove well, and quickly sent Roland to Tony's mansion.

And the situation that Happy expected might happen and that he might see, such as someone suddenly going crazy or something, didn't happen at all.

This young man named Roland is unexpectedly humble and polite.

"Mr. Roland, we are here."

"Ah, okay, thank you."

After getting out of the car, Roland looked at the artistically large house in front of him, which was full of art and not ordinary expensive. He cursed in his heart: Big dog!

Following Happy all the way to Tony's house, Tony was already sitting in the living room waiting.

"Tony!"

"Roland!"

At this time, a month had passed since the last time the two met, and even longer had passed since the first time the two met.

What’s interesting is that after three meetings, Tony’s impressions and overall appearance were completely different.

When we first met, he was wearing a suit and ties, with a sarcastic smile always on his face. His whole person felt like some kind of...stinky shit made of gold.

When they met for the second time, Tony's image had a huge reversal. When Roland was hiding, he saw with his own eyes how Tony used the gas-cutting gun brother's hammer to knock out a miracle of human industry. Miniature portable nuclear power workstation.

Roland could only say that when human stars shine, Tony must be the one who shines brightest.

The third time, this meeting, how should I put it, maybe this time he met the real Tony Stark.

Because he is really just like any other ordinary person when he sees a friend, he is happy, happy, enthusiastic, and a little eager to show off his proud big toy to his good friends.

"Hey Roland, do you want to see my upgraded armor? Hahaha! I won't give it to you..."

"Do not want to."

The laughter stopped suddenly, and Tony's smile froze on his face: "Haha, it doesn't matter. It's up to you to see it or not. To be honest, this armor is still in the confidentiality stage. How could I let others see it casually? Woolen cloth."

"Oh."

"...I was just teasing you. Of course I wouldn't want to leak any data about the armor. It..."

"Whatever. Do you have water? Wine is fine. I'm a little thirsty."

"Oh. OK. OK."

Walking to the island at the corner, Tony took out a glass with a smile on his face, poured whiskey into it, took a deep breath, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Oh, by the way, Roland, my armor this time is completely different from the one in the cave. You know, it's that kind of..."

"Ah. That's awesome. Here's the water."

"Haha, right away."

After pouring another glass of wine and just picking it up, Tony stopped, turned around, poured water into the sink, went to the refrigerator next to him, picked out a bottle of Coke, and held it in his hand.

Shake, shake, shake! !

"Roland, your water."

"Thank you."

Roland took the drink and squeezed it.

"I suddenly don't want to drink this kind of drink. I'd better drink some mineral water, over there?"

Without noticing anything, Roland walked to the island, took the wine bottle in his hand, and took it back.

"This is the best thing to quench your thirst. It's so refreshing when you put it in your mouth!"

Putting down the bottle, Tony over there seemed to be a little asthmatic.

"Tony, I have something to ask you for help."

"Ah?!"

Tony perked up at that moment: "A man as powerful as Mr. Roland needs help from others..."

"That's no need."

"..."

"What's wrong with you? Tony? Tony! Please..."

"Die, Roland! Die, die, die -!"

It can be seen that after experiencing the last kidnapping, Tony has been learning some kung fu and other things. Not everyone can sit on a soft sofa and jump up with their feet crossed.

…………

After making two gestures with Roland, Tony covered his nose and looked at Roland with unkind eyes.

This guy definitely did it on purpose!

"Tell me, do you want me to help you with anything?"

"How about we go visit your new armor first?"

"roll!"

"Tsk, it's too small. The layout is too small!"

Tony finally took Roland to the studio on the basement floor to visit his unfinished armor that was still being manufactured.

To be honest, as a normal man, Roland really likes guns and cannons, repairing donkey hooves, surviving in the wilderness, and these large metal toys with precise structures.

Therefore, it was rare that when Roland saw the smooth combination and deformation of the fully wrapped leg armor made by Tony, he did not speak loudly, but maintained a high degree of attention and silence.

But Roland forgot that if he likes this kind of thing, even if he covers his mouth, it will come out of his eyes.

Just like a fisherman in the Air Force does when he sees someone around him getting a big deal, no matter how he doesn't care, his eyes will still show deep envy.

Mechas are indeed a man's romance.

"How about it, Roland, it's much better than your old iron suit."

"generally."

At this time, Roland showed another common trait of men: tough talk.

"hehe."

Having already won a substantial victory, as a winner, Tony didn't care about letting Roland maintain his non-existent face through such harsh words.

Likewise, as a winner, Tony also showed his magnanimous side.

"You just said that you want me to help you with something, what is it? Say it, say it boldly. Oh, I remembered, you wanted me to help you repair that iron armor, right?

Aha~! "

Tony pointed an exaggerated finger at Roland and covered his stomach with one hand while laughing. Roland glanced at him and ignored him. He walked to the workbench aside, picked up paper and pen, and started drawing.

After a while, Tony had enough laughter and came over.

"This is……"

"How about it? How long will it take to make it?"

"Not necessarily, but if it's just iron skin, it shouldn't be difficult. I'm just curious, what does this symbol mean?"

"bat."

Roland smiled and replied: "That's a bat."