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Zhang Ming disappeared.

No matter how much money Obadiah spent or how many killers he hired, he never got any news about Zhang Ming.

That hateful Oriental boy was like a mouse escaping into a hole in the ground, burrowing deep into the ground where no one could find him.

"You said he just jumped out of the window?"

It has not yet reached the era of gathering heroes in the later period. Users of various superpowers either hide their identities and strive to integrate into ordinary society, or they have not yet awakened their abilities.

Even after seeing it once, Obadiah still couldn't believe that a normal person could jump from a height of more than ten floors without any protective equipment.

"I...can't tell. When I got to the window, Zhang Ming had disappeared." Andy said.

Andy's face was very bad, several old comrades had their knees smashed, and his career as a private soldier was basically over. He felt guilty when he thought of this.

He was also seriously injured and his right arm was broken. The doctor told him that he would not be able to hold a gun again for at least three months.

Obadiah said expressionlessly: "I understand. You go back to rest for a while and then come back after your injury is healed. You don't have to worry about money."

Andy thanked his boss for his generosity and walked out of the office.

Obadiah sat on a chair, stroking his cheeks with both hands. His messy beard pricked his palms, making him even more irritable.

Since losing his hair and becoming bald, Obadiah has placed all his trust in his thick beard, and now, he has forgotten how many days he has not taken care of his beard.

"It's all damn Tony Stark and that Zhang Ming!"

Obadiah clenched his fists, anger boiling inside his heart. At this moment, the phone rang from the drawer.

That's a number that only one person knows.

He thought about it for a few seconds, the phone ringing echoing in the empty office, and finally he pressed the call button.

"I should have said, don't contact me again." Obadiah said unceremoniously.

Raza was on the other end of the phone, and his voice was particularly irritable. He said: "I don't want to contact you either, Tony Stark, he's here again! He killed my brothers and destroyed all the weapons you sold me. !”

Obadiah suddenly had doubts about whether he was really old and why he couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

"Steel armor! Tony has updated his steel armor, which is lighter and more powerful. He destroyed an entire army by himself. Open your email and I will send you the video."

Obadiah wanted to sneer, your rabble is worthy of being called a "troop", but when he saw the video, the red and white steel warriors fell from the sky like gods, with countless ammunition at the wave of their hands. He fell silent as he plundered out and easily took the lives of the terrorists.

Raza felt Obadiah's wavering, and he struck while the iron was hot and said: "I hate him, that Tony Stark, it has nothing to do with money, I must kill him, this is revenge! Obadiah, I need you Help, and you need me too.”

"Why are you helping me? I sold all your weapons to you! You have already failed once, and that was your only chance."

"No, I have one more thing, blueprints! I have Tony Stark's blueprints for making the Iron Suit. They burned the originals, but I had someone make a copy before!"

Obadiah slowly put down the phone and pressed the call button on the table.

"Prepare a plane and notify everyone to move tonight."

According to the original plot, without Zhang Ming's intervention, when Tony left the cave, the first-generation steel armor was already in disrepair. After falling into the desert, it was completely turned into a pile of scrap metal, which was collected by the remaining Ten Rings gangsters and handed over to Austria. Badea.

With the appearance of Zhang Ming, the plot line was disrupted, and the Mark generation was transported back to the basement of Tony's villa intact.

Logically speaking, Obadiah had no chance to obtain the steel suit, but a force from somewhere forced the disrupted plot line to be reversed, and even went a step further, allowing Obadiah to obtain the blueprints of the Mark Generation.

That night, in the temporary base of the Ten Rings Gang.

"thank you for your help."

Obadiah patted Raza on the shoulder. This terrorist who committed all evil was as stiff as a piece of wood at the moment. The blood vessels on his face were bulging, and he seemed to be suffering great torture.

Obadiah walked out carrying the suitcase containing the drawings. A dozen subordinates were waiting for him outside the tent. He straightened his tie and waved. Intense gunshots rang out. After they left, there was no place here. A living person.

Not to mention that Obadiah returned to New York to conduct research on the Iron Suit. Tony, on the other side of New York, heard the sound of high heels at the door of the laboratory.

"Have you contacted Zhang Ming?" Tony asked.

Pepper said darkly and tiredly: "No, he seems to have disappeared from this world. Many people are looking for him now, but there is no news from anyone."

"Many people?" Tony asked with a frown.

"It's mainly underground forces. Someone spent a lot of money on the black market to buy information about him."

"Don't worry, he is not an ordinary person." Tony said, "But please keep an eye on it for me. I originally wanted him to see my new armor."

Armor...

Pepper noticed the wounds on Tony's body and couldn't help but said: "I think you shouldn't continue...continue to do these things."

"No, I have to keep going."

"But this is too dangerous!"

Tony didn't answer directly, but his determined eyes showed his attitude.

He continued: "I need you to do something for me. This is a cracked USB disk. Go to my office tomorrow and insert the USB disk into the computer. It comes with a cracking program that will help you find hidden files. I always feel that there is an insider in the company and the weapons are still being sold secretly."

"enough."

Pepper picked up the USB flash drive and said, "I would rather you go to a party and find women who are shady like before. At least you were a bastard at that time, but I don't have to worry about you dying. If you continue like this, I I can already foresee your ending...I'm sorry, Tony, I can't bear that ending, and I choose to quit."

Pepper put down the USB flash drive. As a strong woman, she would not complain like a resentful woman. After expressing her views clearly, she walked out of the laboratory.

"I shouldn't have survived in the first place."

Tony's words caused a pause in Pepper's departure.

"It was Ethan and Zhang Ming who saved me and gave me the opportunity to realize how many mistakes I had made in the past and how many innocent people died because of the weapons I made."

"Until that moment, I finally knew what I could do and what I had to do. This is the meaning of my future existence, my everything."

Pepper stared at Tony. After a long time, she walked over and picked up the USB flash drive.

"You are everything to me too." Pepper said and walked out.

That night, New York was very quiet, and everyone was thinking about their own thoughts.

The next morning, in a dilapidated apartment, Zhang Ming was busy studying bombs. The beeping system beeped frequently. He stopped what he was doing and entered the conscious space.

"Little TV, what's going on?"

A small TV popped out and said nonchalantly: "The second phase of the mission in the plot of "Iron Man 1" has started. Please ensure Pepper's safety within the specified time."

"Task reward: 500 coins."

"Mission failed: world twisting degree + 2, current world twisting degree is 0."

As soon as the small TV finished speaking, a countdown appeared in the upper left corner of his sight, with three hours remaining.

Success is 500 coins, failure is an increase in world rotation...

Although Pepper is not the protagonist, she plays an important influence in Tony Stark's life. Once she dies at the hands of Obadiah, Tony may directly go dark and become a terrifying villain like the Iron Thug.

This makes sense.

"Boss, you want the iced coffee."

There was a timid voice from the side. Zhang Ming opened his eyes and saw that the fat white man who had imprisoned him was holding a plate. He obviously had a bruised nose and face, but he had to force a smile, which was inexplicably funny. .

"Thank you." Zhang Ming took the coffee and put a dollar on the plate. "Your tip." He said.

"Thank you boss."

After saying that, the fat white man returned to the corner and squatted with his tall black companion.

"I told you that we shouldn't have brought him back in the first place! We have provoked a devil!" the fat white man complained to his companions in a low voice.

The tall black man replied rudely: "That's not what you said at first. It was obviously you who wanted to sell him to the crazy doctor."

The two former companions complained about each other under high pressure and were worried about attracting Zhang Ming's attention. They did not dare to yell and yell at each other. They just squatted in the corner and rustled.

After Zhang Ming left the apartment, he thought about it. He really didn't know where to go. With Obadiah's strength and mobilizing various forces, he could always find him.

Once found, there will be endless attacks and assassinations. Even if Zhang Ming kills everyone, it will have no impact on Obadiah. At most, it will cost a few dollars.

Facing a large number of sneak attacks, Zhang Ming's editing and barrage will always run out. At that time, he will really be cornered, and most importantly, Zhang Ming cannot directly attack Obadiah, and there is no way to solve the problem from the source.

He couldn't afford to offend him, so Zhang Ming chose to hide temporarily.

He spread out a map of New York. He wanted a place where there were no cameras, where the residents were hostile to each other and never interacted with each other, and where the good and bad were a mixed bag...

Hey?

Zhang Ming scratched his head, isn’t this Hell’s Kitchen!

A no-go zone in New York is a perfect place to hide.

So, Zhang Ming banged open the door of the tall and fat duo in the middle of the night, shouting "Fellow, open the door, let the community send you warmth". After a severe beating and a night of heart-warming conversations, he became the owner of this house. Tenant No. 3 of the apartment.

Dang!

A brick-like object fell between the tall and fat duo, scaring them both into silence.

"I'm going out. This is a remote-controlled bomb."

Zhang Ming shook the remote control in his hand and pointed at the camera on the computer.

"Don't move. I will keep an eye on you. If I see you leave the camera range or try to dismantle the bomb, I will - boom! Do you understand?"

"What if there is a power outage? The voltage here is often unstable." The tall black man asked in a low voice.

"die."

After Zhang Ming was equipped with two pistols, six magazines, and two short knives, he put on a coat to cover up these terrifying weapons.

He put several remote-controlled bombs on the table into his backpack. Since learning this skill, Zhang Ming has become more and more fond of the feeling of being able to solve problems by pressing his fingers.

Before leaving, Zhang Ming thought for a while, picked up two empty bottles from the table and threw them to the two people squatting in the corner.

"Is that enough?"

Seeing that his companion was still talking, the fat white man was worried about making Zhang Ming unhappy, so he quickly said: "That's enough, that's enough."

"It's useless if it's not enough. If I smell something strange when I come back..."

Zhang Ming shook the remote control in his hand.

With both of them looking ashen, Zhang Ming walked out of the apartment.

The mission to protect Pepper begins!

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