Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

Tony returned to the hotel in a panic. Happy didn't even dare to talk to him. He ran away quickly and only dared to breathe deeply when he reached the corner.

He walked into the hotel with a gloomy face, took out a handful of medicine, drank it with tonic wine, then stuck his butt out and applied the medicine to himself.

This method looks very familiar. What a ruthless person!

Pulling up his pants, Tony couldn't help but growl, but soon shut up because the bad breath technique was so powerful that he couldn't stand it anymore.

I turned into a desktop cleaning master, sweeping everything to the ground. I could only breathe through my nose. It felt so suffocating.

I had previously guessed that Hong Guan was plotting against me, and now it is confirmed.

I just met Hong Guan and now I have bad breath. It’s simply murderous!

"Jarvis!"

"I'm here!"

"Find all the information about Hong Guan. Everything."

"Okay, let's start collecting information now."

Tony Shit was lying alone on the boat, curled up in a ball like a little animal abandoned by its owner.

Hong Guan returned to New York through the portal and started playing cards. He was enjoying life so much!

Late at night, Tony Shida Ke in the hotel suddenly woke up, hurried to the window, opened it, leaned out, took a deep breath, and felt better.

Just now he was almost suffocated to death in the house by his own bad breath.

"Jarvis, how is the collection of information on Hong Guan going?"

"It's done. Do you want to check it now?"

"Yes, send it to my email."

Tony opened his laptop and downloaded the information from his mailbox. The more he read, the deeper his frown deepened.

He became even more upset when he saw that Hong Guan was a mutant and claimed to be the God of Mutants and the God of Humans.

The current Dragon Group is a comprehensive group with a market value higher than Stark Industries, and it has interests in all walks of life.

The layout of upstream and downstream industries is difficult to handle.

Now looking at Hong Guan's information, I find that it is even more difficult to use force to force Hong Guan to relieve his pain. It's really Boshet.

Even taking action through the people around Hong Guan is too difficult. Now Hong Guan's woman and the mutant team rarely show up, and I don't know where to find them if I want to take action.

In fact, they are all staying on the edge of hell. There are millions of people in there, which is no different from the outside world. There are even a lot of alien technologies that are more awesome than those outside. Why are they coming out?

After reading the information for about an hour, he couldn't help rubbing his brows and said, "Jarvis, doesn't this person have any flaws?"

"Not at the moment. If we attack him, there is a high probability that we will fail. The best way at the moment is to seek peace!"

Tony Shit once again transformed into a desktop cleaning master. "Pochet, he was at the door of the hotel today and humiliated me so much. How could I possibly ask for peace with him?"

"Sir, I need to remind you that your illness has seriously affected your work and life, and even made you prone to mild depression and mania."

"Okay, stop talking. I understand. I'll make the arrangements."

On the other hand, people at Hongguan live a very comfortable life. They bask in the sun, play mahjong, filter the power of faith, and give some feedback to believers every day.

Because of the charity work done by the flower grower, the power of merit is growing very fast, and the three-dimensional space will be able to be integrated soon.

Big Ivan was also very sensible. Every day he would talk about everything with Hong Guan under the pretext of asking for advice, as if he treated Hong Guan as a close older brother.

That day, Big Ivan came to Hong Guan's estate in Long Island. He leaned against the kitchen door, watching Hong Guan cook and smelling the delicious aroma of the food. He felt it was unreal.

A big boss worth tens of billions actually cooks by himself, and no matter whether it is Western or Chinese food, he makes it look very good.

She had been raised in wealth since she was a child, but she had never eaten such delicious food.

"Brother Guan, I didn't expect you could actually cook."

"Hehe, if you live as long as I do, you can, too."

"How did you do it? If you just look at your appearance and say you are only 30 years old, many people will believe it."

Hong Guan smiled casually, "It's fate. If you make the right choice, you can do it too."

This sentence can no longer be called a hint, but an explicit statement.

However, the current Big Ivan, seeing that there was no woman around Hong Guan, thought that he was single and held an unrealistic fantasy.

While the two were eating delicious food and drinking fine wine, the phone suddenly rang.

Ignoring the slight dissatisfaction on Big Ivan's face, Hong Guan stood up and picked up the phone. Seeing an unfamiliar number, he felt a little surprised. How could such an unfamiliar number call him?

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Hong Guan, I'm Tony Stark."

Hong Guan raised his eyebrows. After the last incident, he thought Tony would call him, but he didn't expect Tony to be so persistent and contact him after such a long time.

"It's Tony the Shithead! How did you get my number?"

On the other side, Tony heard what Jarvis meant by "big piece of shit" and forced himself not to blow up the temple.

"Isn't it just a phone number? You know, in Bald Eagle, I can get anyone's number if I want."

Hearing Tony's madness, Hong Guan was not angry. After all, he was not the one suffering. "It seems I need to change my communication provider."

"Humph, would I, Tony Stark, be so low-level? I did break into the system of your Dragon Group, but I have to admit, it is full of loopholes!"

It's a lot of boasting, but it's not true. The system of the Magic Dragon Group was made by Howard and has a very high security level.

The reason why Tony took so long to contact Hong Guan was that he spent time breaking into the system.

"I see. Then why does Tony the Shit-head want to see me?"

"My name is Tony Stark!"

Hearing the low growl, Hong Guan laughed even more happily. "Okay, Shit Da Ke, no problem! Tell me what you want from me. I'm dating a stunning beauty right now and don't have time to chat with you!"

"Huh, isn't it Big Ivan? He is indeed very handsome. I never thought that an old man like you could still play the innocent game!"

"Is it okay? If not, I'll hang up now."

"No, let me be frank. What happened to me was caused by you, right?"

Hong Guan pretended to be confused. "What's the matter? Is it your kidney deficiency? Forked urine? Bad breath?"

"Enough!" Tony growled again, "Tell me, how much does it cost to cure me?"

"Shit, are you insulting me? Am I, Hong Guan, the president of the Magic Dragon Group, someone who is short of money?

I don't care about money, nor do I like money. I am happiest when I fight with my brothers, drink and eat meat.

Oh, by the way, among my enemies, there is a guy called Howard the Shithead, who I have beaten up many times. He seems to be your biological father!"

"Shut up, just tell me what you want!"

"Oh, we can talk, but your tone really makes me uncomfortable. I'm old enough to be your grandfather, but you don't even want to call me Uncle Hong. It makes me feel bad and I don't want to talk!"

As soon as these words came out, there was silence on the other end of the phone. Then, there were clanging sounds, and it was so satisfying.

But right after the smash, Tony covered his waist with his hands. It was so miserable. It was the sequelae of kidney deficiency that made his waist bad.

"Uncle Hong!" Tony whispered

Hong Guanyi laughed, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Did you drop your vocal cords at home?"

Tony was helpless. Even though he knew Hong Guan was playing a trick on him, he could only endure it. "Uncle Hong, I was wrong before. Can you please give me a chance because I am young and ignorant?"

"Hey, that's a good attitude. Even though I've beaten your father, as long as you have a good attitude, everything can be discussed!"

"Thank you, Uncle Hong!" Tony on the other side, his face flushed, gritted his teeth and said, "Can you tell me now, what exactly is needed to heal my body?"

"Ah!" Hong Guan deliberately screamed, "This feeling is really good. Since you are so polite, I won't embarrass you. I want Jarvis's code, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"Impossible, you are robbing!"

"Hahahaha, you are wrong. The entire code of an artificial intelligence is worth at least one billion. Tell me, can robbery be that fast?

Of course, if you are reluctant, I will not force you. How about I introduce you to the Chinese medicine practitioners in the Flower Planting Family National Medical Hall? They are all national experts!"

"No need, I'll give it to you, but you have to promise not to use these little tricks on me again in the future!"

"You're putting me in a difficult position. I can't stand people with foul mouths. I'm afraid I can't help it!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you find a chance!"

Hong Guan smiled happily, showing eight teeth, but unfortunately no fangs were visible.

"Then I feel relieved. If Howard still has a soul in hell, he will definitely be very pleased!"

"My father must have gone to heaven!"

Hong Guan has a say in this, after all, his soul is still working for him on the edge of hell!

"Don't be silly, Tony. Your family is in the arms business. You have killed so many people. Hell is the final destination for your whole family.

I will arrange for someone to go to Stark Industries tomorrow, you prepare the code, I am going to eat now, bye!"

"Wait!" Tony became a little anxious when he found out that Hong Guan hung up the phone.

Just as I was about to call back, I was suddenly stunned and realized that all the problems I had were gone.

After shaking my waist a few times, the feeling of soreness and powerlessness disappeared.

He lay in the medical cabin at home, had a full body check, came out of the cabin feeling refreshed, but soon his face became gloomy again.

Hong Guan's ability is too strange and hard to guard against. If he is given these diseases, it could take his life. This feeling of having no control over life and death makes him very unhappy.

Hong Guan didn't care about these things. He had returned to the dining table and continued to chat with Big Ivan, telling some jokes that were slightly Liu Bei-ish, which made Big Ivan laugh so hard that he was shaking with laughter.

For Panlu, Deng Xiaoxian and Hongguan, telling this kind of jokes is humorous, interesting and romantic.

As for my previous self before traveling through time, I might have been reported to the police. This is the realistic world.