The God Killer in the American Comics World

"Can you understand?" Ange almost blurted out.

"Of course! My father Howard was also such a person. Maybe he seemed great to outsiders, with great achievements that would amaze the world, and he also founded a huge business empire. But he was the worst father. I have only seen him a few times since I was a child. When I was a child, I even thought that the butler and the head maid at home were my parents."

Ange: "..."

In the eyes of outsiders, Tony was born with a golden key. He was born with wealth and glory that ordinary people could not imagine, and he should live a happy life.

In fact, despite having endless money, Tony was seriously lacking in fatherly and motherly love.

This made him lack a sense of security and had no desire for marriage and family. This is why Tony has been a playboy in the past few years, a world-famous super-slut, but he has never had a fixed female companion.

Tony talked for a few minutes. If it were someone else, he would never say that.

But in Tony's opinion, Ange's life experience is almost exactly the same as his.

Having a father who is the head of a top chaebol, with endless money, and no one cares for his mother even after she died.

This is very empathetic.

Especially when Ange echoed, "I am sure that even if I die, my father will not stay in front of the grave for a second. At most, after hearing the news from the housekeeper, he will make a sound of "oh" to show that he knows. He thinks he always has more important things to do."

This remark obviously touched Tony's tears.

This former playboy who has experienced life and death and has begun to evolve into a true hero, his eyes were red on the spot.

Tony casually took out a bottle of top brandy prepared in the living room and filled it for Ange himself.

"Cheers to our bastard father."

"Cheers--"

The two drank it all in one gulp, looked at each other, and inexplicably felt a little closer.

As soon as he finished a glass, Tony immediately filled it up again: "This glass is my formal thanks to you for saving my life."

"I didn't." Ange smiled.

"No! If you hadn't helped me delay, I would have been finished."

Anger drank the wine without saying anything.

"This cup is for you to remind me about Stani. Without you, Stark Industries would have been finished."

Anger drank the third cup speechlessly.

"This last cup is for me to thank you on behalf of Ethan."

Anger was embarrassed, but refused: "No, since we have made it clear, then when I go there in the future, let Ethan toast me himself."

"Okay!" Tony was not vague and drank himself.

After a few glasses of wine, Tony and Anger became familiar with each other and put their arms around each other's shoulders.

"Anger, I don't know if you are here to prove yourself or for some other purpose. Anyway, I, Tony, owe you two lives, one human life and one career life. As long as you don't hurt me and my woman, and don't mess with my company. Then I will be your best buddy in the world. I will help you...carry it no matter how big the problem is."

Don't say it, Tony is really a good person.

Although he has all kinds of unreliable aspects, he has nothing to say about his friends.

Not to mention that in this life, Anger was his and Ethan's savior, and Tony was really grateful to Anger.

After drinking another half bottle of wine, the two guys really became familiar with each other.

Anger said gloomily: "What conspiracy! I'm just a bastard. One day, Bruce, that bastard, suddenly got hot-headed, married a wife, and had a baby, then I'm nothing, and he can get me out of here for a little money."

Tony's tongue was a little big: "Is this why you secretly practiced martial arts, killed [Black Mask], and took his money?"

"Bullshit! I practiced martial arts because I felt that my bodyguard was unreliable."

"Bodyguards should be fine. In the past, European nobles would arrange their own people to watch illegitimate children. Old families love this." Tony drank another glass: "By the way, I saw the video of the Golden Gate Bridge. The part where you killed that lizard lunatic was really handsome."

"Come on, you were in New York that day, and I had nothing to do with it."

This is not flattery.

Iron Man, who can fly, has heavy firepower, and has a laser cutting system, is really a perfect match for Dr. Lizard.

"Since you have money now, how about I help you to reverse the acquisition of Wayne Group?"

"Good idea."

Tony opened his laptop with a little drunken eyes and glanced at the stock price of Wayne Group: "Damn it, the stock price of Wayne Group is too stable, and the stock market is large. Brother, if I really want to help you, I have to sell at least half of Stark Group to shake Bruce's equity."

"Forget it. It's good now."

"Okay, call me if you need me. Since you are in New York, I can continue to go to the Middle East to deal with the Ten Commandments Gang without worry."

"Uh, wait, go back and help me get an insulating leather case similar to rubber material before you leave."

"What standard?"

"The higher the better, it can withstand 10,000 volts of voltage, don't worry about the size."

"Okay."

...

Outside, Toomes's home is definitely a top-notch mansion.

The 200-square-meter hall was decorated in modern art style, with abstract chandeliers everywhere, and furniture that seemed like works of art, which shocked the guests.

In the side hall of more than 100 square meters, wild electronic music was playing. On normal days, the boys and girls, mostly students, would be dancing wildly in it.

But today, all the limelight was stolen by the red and gold humanoid metal creation.

Iron Man - the real top star in the United States today, the first idol in the hearts of all boys and girls.

Compared with the superman who is too powerful to be human, the public has a natural affinity for Tony Stark, who is also an ordinary human. The high-tech armor gives mortals an illusion of "I can do it too".

Young people kept taking pictures around Iron Man and screamed. Most of the beauties chatted absent-mindedly, while casting their eyes towards the living room where Tony and Anger had just entered.

You know, every woman who has slept with Tony Stark, the "national husband", even if she can't get into the Stark family, will not prevent her from doubling her value in the future. For example, the female reporter Christine, who became famous in this life because she was fucked by Tony, is now hosting a one-person show.

Moreover, if anyone succeeds now, then the one he sleeps with is not an ordinary rich second generation, but [Iron Man]!

The girls' excited shouts obviously affected the Toombs father and daughter.

Normally, the host would not be happy with such behavior.

As the saying goes - as long as the background is big enough, it is a distinguished guest that cannot be invited on ordinary days.

Liz noticed that the boy she liked seemed to have an extraordinary admiration for Iron Man.

It should be said that all the boys here are like this.

The door of the reception room opened after ten minutes.

The two figures arm in arm became the focus of people's attention.

Ordinary people didn't feel anything yet, but Adrian *Toombs' eyes narrowed suddenly. He remembered very clearly that when Tony first arrived, he was obviously unfamiliar with the young man named Anger. Now the two looked like brothers who had been separated for many years. What did they talk about in there?

Adrian, no, Mr. [Vulture] who had not yet made a public appearance in New York was curious about this. Unfortunately, he secretly checked the surveillance and found that all the electronic equipment in it was interfered.

This is the electronic technology of [Iron Man].

At this moment, Tony, who had completely become the protagonist of the party, came out, and Adrian naturally went to meet him.

"I'm sorry I came here to say hello just now. I'm Adrian Toomes, the host here. Mr. Stark, I'm honored by your arrival."

Tony politely shook Adrian's hand: "I should be the one to say sorry. I came here without an invitation."

"No, no, no! Your face is the universal invitation." Adrian was not being polite, but telling the truth.

There are really not many people in the United States who don't buy Tony's account.

Tony looked around and complimented politely: "Great party."

"This is my daughter Liz..."

Before Adrian finished speaking, Tony saw a circle of pretty girls around who were about to come over to introduce themselves. Tony frowned: "I really want to enjoy this party, but unfortunately I have to leave in a hurry."

These words made Harry Osborn, who claimed to be of noble status, stiffen his body instantly. You know, he was proud of his status and had already squeezed next to Toomes, intending to greet Tony right behind the host.

In fact, Harry even stretched out his hand and intended to shake hands.

But Tony ignored him.

Angel always felt that if a gust of wind came, Harry, who was already in a petrified state, would shatter on the spot, and then scatter, scatter, scatter with the wind...