Marvel anti-heroes starting with Tarot

Obadiah Stan wanted to curse, but in his heart, he had already transformed into a roaring god, spraying Yingwu all over his body.

Do you want to die or live? No need to ask. If you want to die, why on earth are you doing such things?

It's a pity that Obadiah Stan may be a manic patient in his consciousness, but when faced with a powerful existence like Yingwu that he couldn't fight against, and when his life was in danger of being lost at any time, he still chose to follow his heart for the first time. .

"I want to live."

It’s just giving in. It’s no big deal. When American soldiers go out to fight and lose, they are required to surrender immediately. As long as they can survive, there is no shame in this.

"Want to live?"

Yingwu bent down and reached out to grab Obadiah Stan's severed wrist.

Obadiah Stan subconsciously wanted to retract his arm, but the opponent's fleshy hand was like an iron pincer. No matter how hard he tried, it could not move at all.

Yingwu ignored Obadiah Stan's struggle, but smiled to himself while applying gentle pressure on his hands.

"hiss!"

Obadiah Stan took a breath, and his broken wrist, which was numb due to excessive bleeding, suddenly shook. The pain and numbness disappeared, and the bleeding was stopped.

"If you want to live, I will give you a chance to live."

Yingwu let go and looked down at the still trembling Obadiah Stane, "Submit to me, and I will not only spare your life, but also give you everything you want."

To deal with Obadiah Stane, Yingwu did not choose to use seduction skills directly like he did with Sharon Carter.

Because the seduction skill has a limit on the number of people, Yingwu doesn't want to waste a spot on Obadiah Stan.

Moreover, a businessman like Obadiah Stane who is only interested in profit and a little afraid of death can actually control him well without skills.

First, use force to intimidate, and then use coercion and inducement.

As long as he knows that you can't beat me, the consequences of resistance will be death, and you will get meat if you follow me, that's enough.

When Yingwu left, Obadiah Stan finally relaxed, and then his whole body collapsed to the ground, as if he had suddenly lost all his strength, and he was paralyzed and unable to move.

The bleeding at the broken wrist stopped, and the wound was not too painful. The clothes on his body were almost completely soaked with sweat, and there were countless blood stains on them. He looked as embarrassed as he could.

But at this time, Obadiah Stan's face was not too depressed, but instead, there was some excitement!

He does not have a masochistic physique, nor is he sure of dealing with Yingwu. He is just very good at adjusting his mentality.

In this land, it is an old tradition to join if you can't beat them.

As long as you can live a more prosperous life and have a boss above your head, what's the big deal?

Obadiah Stane wanted to kill Tony before because he was younger than him and was still dictating. If Howard Stark was still alive, he would definitely not do this.

As for the missing hand, it's gone if it's gone. The old one won't go away, and the new one won't come. Just install a mechanical hand another day. Anyway, with the help of a female secretary, it won't affect the driving gear.

Turning his head, Obadiah Stan once again focused on the steel suit drawings beside him.

The plan goes on as usual. On Tony's side, he must suppress when he should and kill when he should. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to complete the task assigned to him by the adult just now.

The severed hand did not affect Obadiah Stan's work efficiency. A secret blacksmithing department was quickly established, and the production of the steel suit began based on Tony's first-generation suit drawings.

However, the energy issue is still difficult to solve here.

Obadiah Stan also gathered a lot of scientists under his command. These people had previously conducted research on the Ark reactor built by Old Stark in Stark Tower for a long time.

They say success requires 90.00% nine percent sweat and one percent inspiration.

And many facts also show that compared to the 90.00% of the sweat, the [-]% of inspiration is the most important. It is so important that without this [-]%, even if you put in the [-]% of the sweat, It doesn't help either.

It is obvious that the scientists under Obadiah Stane are the kind of losers who cannot make up for the lack of inspiration no matter how much sweat they put in.

The Ark Reactor has been there for decades, and they have been studying it for decades. Now, Obadiah Stan just wants them to imitate a micro-reactor that can be installed into the steel suit, but these wastes cannot do it. .

"Sure enough, trash is trash!"

Obadiah Stan, who had the robot hand installed, did not get angry, and even when Tony's personal secretary Pepper Potts came to his office to steal secrets, he did not show any dissatisfaction or mania.

Even Tony, who was playing iron in the basement, didn't intend to disturb him.

If you can't build a miniature Ark reactor, why don't you go dig it out of Tony's belly?

Although you can get a ready-made one by doing this, it will also cause countless troubles in the future.

What should I do if the power goes out? What should I do if it breaks down?Who will maintain it and who will replace it?

By those Mediterranean scientists in the laboratory?

What Tony can make without being bald, these guys can't imitate even if they lose all their hair.

So it turns out that genius is not directly related to hair loss.

What he needs is not a hairless Mediterranean, but a scientist who can build an Ark reactor.

Is there such a person?

Have!

Just as Pepper Potts excitedly stole the top-secret files from Obadiah Stan's computer, a flight from an evil country landed in Los Angeles.

On the plane, a middle-aged man with long flowing hair, tattoos all over his body, and a rebellious look stepped out.

"Mr. Vanke, welcome to the United States, we are finally waiting for you." Obadiah Stan arrived in person and hugged the middle-aged man enthusiastically.

The corner of the mouth of the middle-aged fighting man named Vanke casually moved, and then he spat a mouthful of phlegm at his feet.

"The air here is really bad."

"Uh," Obadiah Stan choked. That's not right. Isn't the air in our Los Angeles sweet and free? Why is your description different from those little girls from China?

Sure enough, as I get older, I become less honest.

Obadiah Stan's face changed, but he still hugged Vanke, then took the lead and walked out, talking as he walked.

"I have told you my request in advance, I hope you will not disappoint me."

When he walked to the car, Obadiah Stan turned back and glanced at Vanke, who had not moved. He stood there looking at him with an unruly look, and added with a snort.

"No, I hope you won't disappoint Anthony."

Vanke's eyes changed, "Are you threatening me?"

Obadiah Stane shrugged, "If you say so, then that's it."