Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

There was a bar in Chinatown. The welcome bell rang at the door, the door opened, and Matt walked in and introduced the man behind him.

"This is it, Mr. Stark."

"Are you sure this place is safe?" The man with a sculpted beard following Matt took off his sunglasses, frowning and scanning the entire bar.

There is nothing wrong with the layout and decoration of the bar. The problem is that there are two tables drinking and chatting here. Shouldn't we find a quiet place to talk about such confidential matters?

"Yes, I'm sure." Matt also took a look. Well, he had seen the man in a suit sitting with Richard, and he was not easy to mess with. Although the three people at the table next to him were dressed a little differently, they The man with his slicked back hair and his back turned to him always gave him a ferocious feeling. He was not a good person either. This place was absolutely safe.

"Okay." Tony Stark became a little more mature after the incident in Afghanistan. He walked in with his bodyguard Happy. Seeing his arrival, Richard and John said hello, smiling broadly. He stood up and looked at him like a fat sheep.

"Welcome, Mr. Stark, would you like a drink?"

"No, thank you. The wine you have here may not be to my taste. I'm in a hurry. Let's get down to business as soon as possible. Is there a quieter room?"

"No, let's just go to the table inside. These are all my friends, there's no need to avoid them."

"Friend" glanced around and saw the old-fashioned revolver on the waist of the big black man next to him. Tony couldn't help it. "With all due respect, your friend should change his weapon. This kind of old antique is easy to explode." chamber."

Swish.

In an instant, the old antique in Tony's mouth was pointed at his head. The big black man didn't even look at him, "Believe me, this old antique will make you rich."

"Put down your gun." Seeing this scene, Happy hurriedly took out his gun and pointed it at Roland. He had always been opposed to Tony coming to such an inexplicable place, but he didn't expect them to actually take action.

"Hey, friend, calm down and stop shaking your hands. My friend was just joking." Wesker, who was sitting opposite Roland, put down the bar and looked at Happy with a smile. "Besides, the boss here has rules. Without his permission, no one can reveal their weapons casually."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flash of black shadow, and the gun in Happy's hand was in Wesker's hand, and then in another flash, the Glock turned into a piece of table parts.

"Wow, Wesker, you have such skills. It's so cool. Seriously, if I have gold coins, I must ask you to do me a favor. Eve and I will go to North Africa for a mission soon, as you know , Those German guys are very cruel, I am really afraid that she will be in danger, she will be safe if you are here." A blond strong man looked at Wesker's hand and said in surprise, it was O'Connor in the Mummy World.

"...Okay, Happy, they are probably just joking, just wait for me here." Looking at the parts on the table and the looming red light under Wesker's sunglasses, Tony's face twitched, although these guys His words may sound unreliable, but his skills are really good.

The three of them came to the innermost table and sat down, and Roland and the others continued to drink and chat.

"Okay, Mr. Richard, where did you take those photos?" Tony Stark asked straight to the point as soon as he sat down.

"It's in the warehouse of Zhonghua Building now. If you want to see the real thing, I can call and ask them to deliver it, but I think it should be enough for you to just see this." Richard smiled and reached out from the chair He pulled something out from underneath and placed it on the table. It was the helmet of Mark 1.

After confirming it carefully, Tony bit his lip. Yes, this was the Mark 1 he made by himself. However, this thing should not be here, but should be lying in the desert of Afghanistan.

"Who brought it to New York?"

"The Ten Rings Gang is the group that attacked and kidnapped you."

"What did they bring it for?"

“They want to get your good friend Obadei to copy your work and then make it available to them.”

"This is impossible."

"Come on, Tony, you must have begun to doubt, besides you, who else has the authority to sell the Jericho missile there." Richard said with a smile, "Besides, you think even the US military is too expensive. How did those terrorists get the missiles? They paid for them with your life."

Tony stared at the helmet in his hand and didn't speak for a long time. He guessed that Obadie was smuggling arms, but he only thought that he was doing it for the company's management. Subconsciously, he was unwilling to face this reality and attacked and killed him. The man behind the scenes was the uncle who hugged him when he was a child. In fact, with his intelligence, how could he not see the irrationality of the Jericho missile appearing in Afghanistan? A terrorist organization could afford that thing.

"I need proof, hard proof."

"Before that, should you ask me what I want?"

"Yeah" Matt was stunned, why do we still need to be paid? Aren't we superheroes?

Unlike him, Tony Stark was not surprised at all. There may be people in this world who do not expect anything in return, but he has never seen one so far. Before Matt could say anything, he sat up straight and asked Said, "Then how much do you want?"

"No, I don't want money. Although I am much poorer than you, life is still not a problem." Richard smiled.

"Then what do you want?"

"It's easy, fight me."

"Ah" this time it was Tony's turn to be surprised, what kind of request is this?

"You are kidding"

"No, I'm serious. If you fight with me, I'll tell you everything. Don't worry, I'll be measured and won't kill you."

"Are you kidding?" Tony stood up. He thought the other person was a psycho.

"No, I didn't." Richard also stood up, still smiling, "If what I said is true, then Obadiah will take action again, and you, including the lives of those around you, will be destroyed. Being threatened, think about it, he knows that your suit has arrived in New York. If it falls into your hands, wouldn't he be in danger? If it were you, would you eliminate the danger in advance?"

Tony gritted his teeth. He thought of Potts and what his savior Ethan said in the cave in Afghanistan. He couldn't die in such an unclear manner, and neither could the people around him. He had to know everything.

"Where shall we fight?"

"Downstairs, I have a big rec room."

"Boss, you can't promise him"

"Oh, men should use fists to solve problems."

"Come on, Mustache, I'm optimistic about you, I'll beat that brat Richard hard."

"John, double the price of your drink tonight"

"Bah, how often have you seen me drinking and taking money with me?"

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