The God Killer in the American Comics World

Without waiting for everyone to react, Tony snapped his fingers, and Iron Man, controlled by the intelligent AI Jarvis, immediately strode over. This humanoid metal lump was the best pathfinder, and many people hurriedly dodged to the side.

He came over inexplicably, and then hurriedly planned to leave. Tony was crazy about doing things.

As a recognized true genius, he was so willful in doing things.

His sudden departure caught everyone present off guard. Ange noticed that Peter was holding an autograph book in his hand, probably wanting Tony to sign it.

"Hi! Tony." Ange spoke.

"Hmm?"

"Can you please give Peter an autograph? He is your fanatical fan... well, a very special one." Ange's words were beyond everyone's expectations, especially Peter. The previous second, Peter had an unconcealable loss on his face, and the next second, he looked at Ange with gratitude.

"OK!" Tony was straightforward and snatched the autograph book from Peter's hand: "Your name is Peter, right?"

"Peter Parker."

"Okay - to - Peter Parker!" Tony signed his name in a flamboyant manner and gave it back to the satisfied Peter.

At this moment, Peter was not a superhero at all. He was just a fanatical fan with starry eyes.

Tony casually turned his eyes and glanced at Gwen who had come to Anger. Tony smiled: "Beautiful lady, come on! If you can hook up with my buddy, you will win."

This guy didn't even know Gwen's name.

Gwen immediately showed an embarrassed but polite smile.

At this time, Harry next to him finally couldn't help it.

As the eldest son of a chaebol, Harry had a high opinion of himself since he was a child. He was used to looking down on others from a high position, so he had never suffered such bad air. He stood up and said loudly and impolitely: "Mr. Stark, I am Harry Osborn, maybe we will have a chance to cooperate in the future."

Cooperation is purely a formality. The most important thing is that Harry wants a face.

"Cooperation?" Tony raised his eyebrows: "For more than 1 billion, let me do it. For less, go to Ang."

There is no way, this world is about strength. Look at the president of the United States. When the president of a small country comes, he is only qualified to sit on a small square stool. Even when he goes to a certain actor's house, it is the president who sits and the actor is only qualified to stand.

In a word, Harry, who is not the head of the Osborn clan, has no right to talk to me, Tony.

This is the position of brother that Harry deserves.

Harry was so angry that he wanted to vomit three liters of blood on the spot.

But there is nothing he can do!

We are all chaebols, and those who deal in arms are bigger than your fist.

Tony spends hundreds of billions of dollars every minute, so how can he have time to play house with you, a child.

Harry was completely ignored.

Ang laughed: "Hey! You just drank, you won't have a headline about the crash of Iron Man in a while, right?"

"Don't worry, this thing has an automatic driving function." Tony walked into Iron Man with a bit of shaky steps.

"Puff--" Iron Man's visor closed, and a dazzling tail flame shot out from behind the suit, and Tony flew away directly.

The 'protagonist' left, but the party had to continue.

A group of pretty girls couldn't catch Tony, the big fish, so couldn't they settle for the next best thing?

You, Ange, didn't run away without the Iron Suit, right?

Feeling the approaching surging waves and the increasingly scorching gaze, Ange grabbed a shield named [Gwen] with one hand, smiled at the surroundings, and politely rejected all the girls.

At this moment, I don't know how many girls stamped their feet secretly.

Ange politely greeted Tooms and Harry, and accepted Peter's thanks. He took Gwen to the balcony outside the second floor, and even his bodyguard Louis helped to close the door and stood guard at the door.

Ange and Tony left, at least letting the party return to a normal atmosphere. These two guys put too much pressure on ordinary people. How can this be called fried fish? This is simply a big whale jumping in a standard swimming pool, leaving no room for other fish (people) to survive.

Feeling the breeze outside, Gwen gathered her slightly messy golden hair: "Ange, fortunately you didn't have a complete falling out with Harry Osborn. Otherwise, I would be miserable."

"Miserable?"

"Of course, I'm still working and studying at the Osborn Group. Before Dr. Connors got into trouble, I was transferred to a new department."

Ange shrugged: "If he dares to make things difficult for you, I will invest in a new company and let you be the director."

Obviously everyone was talking in a joking tone, but Gwen had a trance feeling that she was injured by the money ability.

With Tony Stark's endorsement, it was said that Ange was responsible for less than 1 billion. In actual operation, it means that Ange can really come up with tens of billions of US dollars at will!

No, there is no way to talk to these monsters with money abilities in this regard!

At this moment, Gwen's expression changed slightly.

This is the second floor. Through the huge French windows of the ballroom on the first floor, Gwen clearly saw Peter hugging Liz and dancing to the music.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the two of them were extremely harmonious, and anyone who saw them would think they were a perfect couple.

Gwen was a little confused.

At this moment, Ange put his mouth close to Gwen's ear, and the man's breath made Gwen very uncomfortable.

But the content of Ange's words was very explosive: "This villa is built on black quicksand."

Gwen's pupils suddenly expanded, and countless thoughts flooded into her mind.

She is not an ignorant little girl. In the United States, whether you are engaged in finance or industry, it is not uncommon to be a billionaire today and homeless tomorrow. There are always people who describe the glory of the rich as a castle built on quicksand. And the black sand means that the money of the Toombs family is not clean.

Peter will be in trouble if he accompanies Liz!

For a moment, Gwen didn't know what expression to use to face Ange, and what to say to answer.

At this time, the song in the dance hall below ended.

Soon it became Harry Osborn pestering Liz to dance, and Peter was with Mary Jane.

Gwen slowly exhaled a turbid breath: "It's true that Peter is my playmate since childhood. But he is also, and so am I, and we are both free."

At this point, Gwen paused, she smiled: "I am your female companion! At least today!"

Gwen's pointed words made Ange feel relieved.

In Spider-Man's "history", there are more than 20 girls that he has dated, almost enough to form a platoon: in addition to those who have already appeared here, there are [Spider Silk], [Silver Sable], [Black Cat], Betty, and even [Black Widow].

Peter is a big slut.

This is also the best portrayal of American customs.

On the contrary, Ange, who is a time traveler from China, is a little bit reluctant.

Ange suddenly laughed at himself in his heart: I am restricted in everything, what am I doing here?

Since Gwen is "rich and generous", Ange did not hesitate, and he showed a charming smile: "Okay! My female companion, let's go dancing."

When Gwen arrived at the dance floor, she suddenly found that Ange, the "gentleman", actually touched her waistline. She suddenly regretted it and wanted to beat Ange...

The party ended in a lively manner.

This party is special and is destined to be remembered by the world. Because before this, there have never been more than five superheroes on the same stage in New York, not to mention that there are two big villains, Green Goblin and Vulture.

In fact, this record was not broken until The Avengers came out.