Marvel's God-level Majin Buu

The moment he saw the steel suit, Obadiah's eyes were caught and he couldn't look away anymore. He was so excited that he couldn't look away.

"I said how dare Tony close all the weapons departments. It turns out that he is doing this. Yes, as long as the Ark reactor can be miniaturized, everything else is a small problem. If this can be successfully developed, Stark Industries will become the most powerful company in history. Great military-industrial complex.”

His eyes were extremely fiery, "It's a pity that this opportunity can't be left to you, Tony. I have fought for Stark Industries all my life, and I should be its owner!"

With this thought in his mind, Obadai did not make any sound. He noticed that there seemed to be several drawings on the workbench not far away, so he quietly walked over. After seeing the shape of the humanoid mecha on the drawings, he was overjoyed.

"Tony, Tony, it's not a good habit to throw things away, even in your own home."

He quietly took out the mobile phone in his arms, took pictures of a few drawings and rulers, and then took a few pictures of Tony, who was concentrating on his work, and the steel suit next to him, before exiting.

After returning to the living room on the first floor, Obaday said to Jarvis: "I saw Tony is still working. It's so late now, so I won't bother him. I'll come back to him tomorrow."

Jarvis replied: "Okay, Mr. Obadie, when Mr. Stark's work is over, I will remind him of your visit."

Obadiah knew Tony's character well and said deliberately: "Please help me tell him that I came to him to discuss the company's stock price."

"No problem, sir," Jarvis replied hummingly.

Obadai nodded, turned and left, arriving at the gate of the manor. As soon as he got into the driver's car, he couldn't wait to urge the driver to go back quickly. He wanted to find someone to make this steel suit as soon as possible.

Tony was not aware of all this at all. He worked until midnight, until he was too tired, so he stopped what he was doing and stretched.

Jarvis thoughtfully gave me a cup of coffee.

Tony took the coffee, found a place to sit down, and took a few sips before sighing comfortably, "Jarvis, is there anything else I haven't done today, or is there anything else I need to deal with?"

"Mr. Obadiah Stane came here today. He said he wanted to discuss the stock price with you. Do you want to watch the video replay, sir?"

Tony waved his hand quickly, "No need, just reply to him directly and let him handle it by himself. I don't have time recently."

Jarvis: "Okay, your order has been recorded. I will reply to Mr. Obaday during the day tomorrow."

In the next few days, Tony was obsessed with the underground studio, busy with the construction of the steel suit.

On the other side, Obadiah Stan also asked his engineers and researchers to work overtime to develop the steel armor based on Tony's drawings.

There is one person here, but there is a complete team over there. Obadiah even made the steel armor in advance.

But Obaday was not happy. He stared at the behemoth in front of him and angrily shouted at the middle-aged man wearing a white research suit next to him: "Is this the steel armor you made?"

The behemoth in front of him was a tall and bloated steel armor.

It is nearly ten meters high and nearly five meters wide. Even if it looks a little clumsy, no one who sees it will question its terrifying destructive power.

"Yes, boss." The middle-aged man in white looked at Obadai with a sneer.

Obadiah was furious. He roared: "I have provided you with so much financial and material resources, and also given you relevant technical drawings and photos, but you actually created such a thing for me? Can it do it?" Going to the battlefield? With such a big body, isn’t this a pure target? Also, what about the flight power system? Can this big guy fly into the sky? "

The middle-aged man couldn't help but argue: "Boss, we have tried our best. According to the data calculation, only this body type is perfect. After all, his power core alone occupies a considerable part."

Obaday interrupted him, "What about Tony Stark's small Ark reactor? Can't you make it? Also, what about the steel suit in the photo?"

"Ahem... Well, boss, have you been deceived? That photo may be fake. Also, only Mr. Stark possesses the technology of the small Ark reactor..." The middle-aged man in white coughed dryly.

"The Ark Reactors are right here, can't you shrink them a bit?"

"Theoretically, this is true, but... we still have many technical problems that need to be solved."

"Waste! Go away and study it quickly."

Obadai slapped the workbench next to him. At this time, he was in a very bad mood.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to say anything and left in embarrassment.

"Tony Stark, Tony Stark... damn, although I have always known that you are a genius, I never thought that your genius has reached this level. I have spent a lot of manpower, financial and material resources to imitate what you have created. The exoskeleton armor is actually inferior to what you made by yourself, the small Ark reactor..."

Obaday looked at the behemoth in front of him with a gloomy face, and clenched his right hand into a fist.

"I don't believe it anymore. I can't do this! Tony, you forced me to do this!"

A cold light flashed in Obadiah's eyes, and then he took out the phone from his pocket and dialed. When the call was connected, he ordered without hesitation: "Initiate Plan No. [-] to capture Pepper Pepper." ·Poz!”

To say who Tony cherishes the most, it must be his secretary Pepper Potts, who is the only woman who has entered Tony's heart.

Obaday knew this very well. He wanted to have Pepper kidnapped, and then use Pepper to force Tony to hand over the small Ark reactor and even hand over the entire Iron Suit technology.

As for whether doing so would arouse Tony's wrath and involve the police, Obadiah was not afraid.

As long as he obtains Tony's steel suit, after killing Tony, he can use the steel suit as a trump card to negotiate with the military and the senior officials of the beautiful country. If this is not possible, he can directly negotiate with other countries. Cooperation will directly make the beautiful country use the rat weapon to avoid attacking him.

In a beautiful country, what is the law?It's just a toy in the hands of rich people.

All freedom of speech and freedom and democracy are all false and meant to fool the ignorant people at the bottom. As long as Obadiah has enough value, let alone killing a Tony, even if a weapons experiment destroys a city, the US military will cover it for him. cover up!

Therefore, he is determined to win the steel suit, which can almost be called a revolution in war weapons.