Marvel's Psyker

After a while, Obadiah got up tremblingly from the ground.The look at Warren also changed to fear.

"Okay! It's almost over, so be it. You can go back now."

"One last thing to remind you, remember! Don't expose our existence! Don't have any crooked thoughts! Otherwise, you will suffer a hundred times more than just now! Believe me, I can do it!"

"get out!"

Under Warren's reprimand, Obadiah climbed into the cab of a truck in the convoy and hurriedly drove away.

After driving a certain distance, Obadiah's mood gradually calmed down.

Thinking of how miserable he was lying on the ground and convulsing just now, the fear in his heart uncontrollably turned into humiliation.

He Obadiah Stein, the top CEO of Stark Industries!Second in command!Even in celebrity gatherings, he is sought after by many elites and media reporters. How has he ever been insulted like this!

Looking at the cargo box of the truck behind him, feeling the weight of the cargo box, Obadiah's expression became fierce.

Who do you think I am?I'm Obadiah Stan!

Wait!Today's matter is endless!

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Looking at the car lights that were about to disappear in the distance, Warren looked away.

"My lord! You let him go like this?" Warren stood still and suddenly spoke into the air.

"You mean Warframe?" A deep voice came to Warren's ears.

"Yes!"

Warren raised his hand to hold the earphones in his ears.

"Luke from the tenth team sent a report before. Tony Stark escaped by relying on a set of armor he made in the cave. Later, the armor was collected by them again."

"I didn't see anything that could be called a battle armor in the tenth team's station before. Since the tenth team was completely wiped out by Obadiah, then Tony Stark's battle armor is probably in his hands !"

"Before he left just now, he deliberately drove away a truck. In the cargo box of the truck is probably the set of armor that defeated the tenth team!"

"My lord, I don't quite understand. Why did you let me let him go on purpose? And you also asked me to use the blood contract you newly developed? If it is to control him, use the blood contract we used to use before Isn't the contract more secure?"

"It's just an experiment."

The already low voice of the man in black sounded even deeper through the earphones, without any emotion at all.

"Don't worry, you will go to contact him later, come back first."

"Yes!"

Warren took out his other phone and hung up.

Then Warren turned and walked out into the desert night.

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Just when Obadiah retrieved the battle armor and stepped up research.

Tony also met Christine, a female reporter who had had a good night with him at a reception.

As soon as they met, Christine smiled disdainfully at Tony, and said in a bad tone:

"Fortunately, I really believed everything you said back then, and believed that you wanted to be a good person, but it turned out...hehe."

"I've been out for two months recently, maybe you don't know. I'm just invited today, and I don't know what's going on."

Tony had a perfunctory smile on his face. He kept in mind Obadiah's previous advice and kept a low profile in front of the media.

Seeing Tony's perfunctory retreat again and again, Christine couldn't bear it anymore.

She took out a stack of photos from her handbag, threw them into Tony's arms, and yelled at him angrily: "Is this what you call being responsible?"

Listening to Christine's serious expression and tone, Tony felt that something was wrong, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

When Tony looked at the photo that Christine threw over with an angry face, he was shocked!

The photo is of a small Middle Eastern-style village in the desert. Tony stood there in a daze, looking at the gunpowder smoke, corpses, ruins, and... the weapons of Stark Industries all over the place in the photo! ?

"The town is called Gumera."

Christine pouted at the photo. "have you heard of it?"

"Now I've heard of it!"

Tony frowned, with a serious expression, flipping through the few photos back and forth.

"When was this filmed?"

"Just yesterday."

Tony frowned, "But I haven't approved any deals recently."

"But this is the weapon that Stark Industries provides to terrorists!"

"My company is not equal to me!"

Tony said sharply with a serious expression.

Tony put the photo in his arms.After bidding farewell to Christine, he left the party hall straight away, and angrily found Obadiah who was still dealing with reporters outside the venue.

"What happened to Gumira?"

As soon as Tony came up, he didn't give Obadiah a chance to speak, and asked directly.

When Obadiah heard this, his face changed, he waved away the reporters, and took Tony aside.

Tony took out the photos, "Have you seen these photos?"

"Tony, I..."

"what is the problem?"

"Come on, Tony, you can't be too naive, understand?"

"Naive? You know? I used to be naive, but not anymore! What did you say to me before 'this is the line that cannot be crossed'! What 'we have our own way of doing business'! But if we With a behind-the-scenes deal...

Tony met Obadiah's eyes, stern.

"Tell me, do we have any?"

Obadiah said nothing, turned his head away.Tony had a guess in his mind, and the questioning tone in his voice became a little more serious.

"Have it?"

But Obadiah just patted Tony on the shoulder and said, "Let's take a picture!"

As he said that, Obadiah took Tony's shoulders and came to a large number of reporters to accept their filming.

In the dazzling flashlight, both of them put on formulaic smiles to the reporters.

Suddenly, Obadiah leaned close to Tony's ear unobtrusively.

"Tony, do you know who stopped you from working?"

Hearing this, Tony had an unbelievable guess in his heart.Amid Tony's astonished expression, Obadiah sneered.

"Hehe, do you know? The person who applied to the board of directors for an injunction——is me!"

The expression on Tony's face didn't fluctuate much, but there was already fire in his eyes that almost burst out!

Obadiah patted Tony on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I did this for your own good, Tony."

After all, Obadiah left directly, attracting a group of reporters to rush up.

Tony stood on the steps of the red carpet, but there were no flashes around to focus on him.

He is obviously a famous playboy, a rich man and a great inventor, but at this moment, there is an emptiness around him.

He just stood there silently, like a lost child, abandoned by the world...

Tony left feeling desolate, and when he was sitting in the car looking back at the party, he said a harsh word.

"This matter will never be left alone! This is my promise to him!"

Tony returned to his villa, sat on the sofa in the laboratory, turned on the TV, and began to watch the current situation of the town of Gumira.

It was broadcasting on the TV that the residents of the small town had to move their families because of the rampant terrorist activities.

"It's a fifteen-mile journey to the Gumira area, and now, it can be called a journey to hell!"

"This is a new bloody colony! A warlord supported by a new force has driven the farmers and herdsmen here from the peaceful villages where they have lived for generations, leaving them homeless! The villagers have to go find a place among the ruins of other villages Shelter for the day, or come here—to set up a tent in an abandoned steel factory left by the Soviets."

Tony carried the arm parts of the armor on one arm, and was debugging on the armor parts with a screwdriver in the other hand.

His expression was cold, and his whole face seemed to be buried in dark shadows.

On TV, the sad reports continued.

"It is reported that the culprit of these recent violent incidents is a group of foreign militants who call themselves the [Ten Ring Gang]."

"As you can see, they have extremely advanced weapons and equipment, and they are fully armed. Anyone who dares to stop them will be violently suppressed immediately, and they will not escape bad luck."

"Currently no country or international organization is willing to put pressure on them. The refugees are in purgatory, with no hope for tomorrow!"

"Now the woman next to me is asking for information about her husband. Her husband was kidnapped by armed men and his whereabouts are unknown. He either fell into the bandit or was killed. Desperate refugees brought old photos of their family members to the police station. Pedestrians kept asking for news!"

"A child innocently asks: Where are my parents? But no one can answer him."

"Now, the refugees are on the verge of despair, and they can only pray in their hearts: who can come and save them?"

When he heard this, Tony's heart was already in a mess.

He stood up and stopped listening to the voice on the TV.

Tony raised his right hand in the armor and pointed it at the far wall.The palm of the battle armor lit up with a scorching flash, and then...

"boom!"

In the next second, a burst of strong light emitted from the palm of the battle armor and shot on the metal wall in the distance, blasting a big hole in the wall.

Tony didn't stop, he turned around nimbly, and the electromagnetic cannon in his hand fired several quick bursts, smashing all the glass of the laboratory door.

Tony was right with what Pepper said before, he didn't intend to make weapons.So he limited the power of the palm thrusters so that they could only be used to assist flight.

But now it's different.

Tony lifted the limits he had once set for himself.Now, the role of the palm electromagnetic gun is a weapon!

Tony always remembered that in that purgatory-like valley, that boy solemnly asked him to promise one thing.

"Tony, don't waste your life!"

For this sentence, Tony has always kept it in his heart.

This is also the fundamental reason why he chose to close the Stark Industries weapons department and research the Mark Armor.

Tony panted slightly, and the anger in his heart was about to burst out, how could it be suppressed by hitting a few shots of glass!

Tony is very angry!Very serious consequences!

Tony made a decision in his mind.

Tony took off his loose white vest, and quickly changed into a set of close-fitting clothes made of special materials.

Tony stood on the console specially made for wearing the armor. The originally smooth floor of the console split, revealing the leg armor underneath.

Tony put his feet into the leg armor, the mechanical arm quickly turned the knob, and the leg armor closed.

Tony stretched his arms, and the intelligent robotic arms in all directions flexibly installed the main components on Tony, and then branched out from the inside to countless smaller robotic arms to quickly and accurately install those fine parts.

Chest armor, back armor, arms armor...

In this picture full of mechanical feeling, the armor parts are installed in place by the mechanical arm one by one, and then closed and formed.

In the end, three mechanical arms stretched out from three directions, and installed the final armor helmet on the stern-looking Tony.

The Ark reactor on Tony's chest lit up even brighter, and the visor was neatly covered, marking the official completion of the first assembly of the Mark III!

"Jarvis, get ready! Let's have a big fight!"

"Willing to fight with you! Sir."

"Very well, now, let's go!"

Still flew out from the garage passage like last time, but this time Tony was not in the mood to play. After leaving the villa, he immediately raised his altitude and got into the clouds.

Tony turned on the maximum power and accelerated again. The sonic boom cloud pushed Tony into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance, leaving only a group of clouds that had been washed away faintly visible on the spot...

The small town of Gumira.

When the Jericho missile flew in the air, it dragged out more than a dozen light smoke, and then fell to the distant mountain like a meteor shower.

The flames soaring into the sky almost swallowed the entire mountain, and the huge air wave of the explosion hit the town all the way, diluting the wailing of the villagers in the town.

The villagers fled in panic in all directions in the village, while a large group of armed terrorists were massacring the village.

They're like a bunch of downright demons!

Roughly kick open the door of the villager's house, and then shoot a whole magazine of bullets into the chest of those ordinary people, or simply throw a grenade into the house of the residents, laugh wantonly watching the tragic scene after the explosion.

In the center of the village, Luke, the former deputy, replaced his dead leader in command.At the moment he was yelling at his opponent to issue orders.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Get everyone out of the house! Ladies and children are loaded into the wagon, and everyone else rushes over there! Go over there! Hurry up!"

Under the violent actions of the terrorists, the few men in the village were forcibly driven to a wall, pointed at, and turned around with their heads facing the wall.

A man tries to protect his wife and child but is dragged aside by terrorists.

"You bastard!"

Luke stepped forward, kicked him to the ground, and then stomped hard on the man's stomach a few more times.

"You, come here! Kill him."

A terrorist next to him obeyed the order and came over, dragged the twitching man from the ground, and held his head with the muzzle of a gun.

"Daddy! No! Daddy! Don't!"

Not far away, the man's child was crying heartbrokenly. He called his father heartbreakingly, but he was about to see his father killed in front of his own eyes!