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"Hey, have you figured out your situation now?"

A Fen squatted down, reached out and grabbed Obadiah's beard, forcing him to look at him.

"Ah."

Obadiah snorted disdainfully.

"I don't know where you got the courage, but I'll tell you now."

"Stark Industries is backed by the military. You can't run away if you move me."

"Now I'll give you a chance, don't seek your own death!"

Find out the situation?

I don't know who didn't understand the situation.

They also want to kidnap Tony Stark. These people are crazy about money. They are afraid that they will not be able to take it or spend it!

Hanging upside down, like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, he originally thought he had encountered a terrorist organization.

In the end, I didn't expect that there were four stupid thieves with paranoia!

"Tsk!"

"I found that rich people like you sometimes feel good about themselves."

A Fen stood up, tidied up his collar, and said after a slight pause.

"Since you're still awake, then I'll help you, so that we won't have to wait for our boss to come, and you're talking nonsense to make it seem like I haven't done anything well."

"You, what do you want to do?"

Obadiah is a little nervous, who knows what these lunatics are going to do to him.

"Don't be nervous, look at me, such a gentle person, how could I be rough with you?"

"Lasu, wash his face and keep him awake."

"no problem!"

Rasu pulled out a washbasin from the corner, and with a thud, threw it under Obadiah's head.

Then, from the corner of the warehouse, he pulled out a box of canned beer left over from the last time they drank.

Click!

Rassu pulls open the beer tab.

ton ton ton ton!

The golden liquid bubbled up and filled the basin under Obadiah's head.

"Don't say we won't entertain guests, let's just treat you to a drink."

Rasu grinned with a wicked smile, and stretched out his hand to grab the chain that hung Obadiah.

"What are you going to do?"

"Hey, don't mess around!"

As Lasu moved the chain, Obadiah hung upside down and started spinning in circles like a top.

Obadiah admitted that he is a little panicked now.

He has a bad premonition!

Poof!

As Rasu loosened the chain, Obadiah grabbed the ground with his head and planted it in the pot, and the liquid in the pot immediately drowned him.

The head and pelvic floor were hit, but Obadiah didn't care about the pain at the moment.

The inferior beer poured frantically from his eyes, nose and ears.

He swears, he has never had such a bad drink in his life!

Sour dizziness, and a strong sense of suffocation, and the danger of imminent death!

He will die, he will kill these two lunatics!

This thought flashed through Obadiah's mind, her body was struggling violently, like a witch who was executed in the Middle Ages!

"Hahaha!"

A Fen on the side was a little happy watching Obadiah blowing bubbles in the beer.

"Hey, man, where did you get this pot from?"

"The effect is good!"

"Oh."

Lasu rubbed his head "handily".

"I came here to wash my feet last night."

"This smell is heavy enough, hurry up, hurry up and pull people up, don't choke the God of Wealth to death!"

When A Fen heard this, his expression changed, and he quickly ran to the side and started pulling the chain.

Hohoho.

Let's just drink some wine. Why did Lasu bring some extra ingredients? If this damages people, the boss will definitely peel them off.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Obadiah came back to life, coughing violently.

His beard was dripping with alcohol, and the white shirt on his body had already been soaked while struggling. He was extremely embarrassed now.

Where is the look of the top executive of Stark Industries from before.

"Look, how happy you are to drink."

A Fen squatted down and pulled Obadiah's bald head over. The two looked at each other and asked again with a smile.

"Do you know who we are now?"

"Know, know..."

With the loud coughing sound, Obadiah nodded weakly.

"You are from the black hand organization."

"Then who is our boss?"

"Wa, Wollong..."

"now it's right."

A Fen patted Obadiah's face, very satisfied.

"Look at this whole body of wine, hurry up, wipe it!"

The rag that Lasu used to wipe his feet was pulled over by A Fen, and he wiped it at Obadiah's bald head.

"Oh, this smell, tsk tsk, it's really hard for you."

A Fen said, throwing away the rag in his hand with a look of disgust.

"Our boss will be here soon, but remember your answer and behave better later, don't lose my face."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the warehouse opened again from the outside.

Wearing a dark green straight suit and holding a black and gold cane, Wallon walked in gracefully from the outside.

This posture does not look like a robber targeted by the New York Police Department at all, but more like a star sought after by countless fans.

Zhou followed behind Wallon and closed the door.

The warehouse, which was originally lit up, became dark again. Except for the small lamp in A Fen's hand, the surroundings were pitch-dark.

"Mr. Obadiah, I have long admired your name. I am honored to meet you in this way."

"Cough, cough, me, me too, very honored."

Obadiah nodded while coughing.

A hero doesn't suffer immediate losses. He now knows that if he doesn't cooperate, these lunatics really dare to kill him.

This group of people did not have any fear of Stark Industries or the military in their minds.

They are mad and act only for their own purposes, and they are a group of people who do not consider the consequences at all.

Obadiah admitted that he was afraid.

He couldn't die here, otherwise what would happen if Tony avenged him later.

He wants to live, he is the man who wants to be the chairman of Stark Industries!

He has written down this hatred tonight, as long as he can get out alive.

Erase, Black Hand Organization!

I will definitely kill you!

Obadiah's heart was surging in a small theater, and Wallon and the others suddenly received a prompt.

[Obadia developed a "resentment" against the Black Hand organization and obtained a small amount of ruby]

Boom!

"Do you still dare to refuse, boy?"

Soon!

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"Ah, me, I'm not dissatisfied~"

Before he finished speaking, he was greeted by a big foot.

"How dare you lie!"

Lasu shouted angrily.

"Hehe, don't be so rude."

La Soda was refreshed, and Wallon waved his hand after realizing it, with a gesture of caring about people.

"Mr. Obadiah, do you know why I invited you here?"

"Know, know."

Obadiah said despite the discomfort.

"Then tell me, what do you know?"

Wallon crouched down and said face to face with Obadiah.

"Don't you just want money? I have money, and I'll give it to you."

Although Obadiah doesn't have as much money as Tony, he is also one of the veterans of Stark Industries, so he naturally has a lot of money in his pocket.

"You insult me."

"I respect you so much, yet you insult me!"

Wallon's face sank, and he stood up slowly, his black and gold cane touching the ground.

"Oh, I like money, yes, but now I want more fame!"

"Compared to your shareholder, that **** is what I want."

"right!"

At this time, A Fen, who was beside him, agreed.

"You're an ass!"

"Who knows who you are!"

"I've been sitting in the coffee shop across from the Stark Industrial Building for almost a week!"

"I didn't see a single figure of your playboy."

"Why did I wait for so long, and I ended up catching you old gangster back, bah, bad luck!"

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