Meiman: I raised a demon to rub the purple potato monster

Iger didn't throw away the business card left by Mrs. Gao, but he didn't plan to go either.

This is not an obvious Hongmen Banquet. If you have this time, you might as well go outside to help the strong and weak, and lead the fans to fight against the evil forces.

Kingpin has been very depressed recently, not only because his younger brothers are often bullied, but also because various other underground activities cannot operate normally.

For example, in human trafficking, they have formed an industrial chain that is complete and efficient from abducting to selling people.

Now, due to the publicity and organizational activities of the Mewman Fans Association, it is becoming more and more difficult for them to kidnap people, not to mention that Mewman led teams to destroy their trading locations several times, causing their business to decline for a time.

If Kingpin had not changed its strategy decisively, it would have lost a financial path. However, the impact of the change in strategy was still great, and the income was significantly reduced.

Others include drugs, gambling, and even the gang's most important collection of protection fees, all of which were messed up by the Mewman Fans Association.

"Boss, what should we do now? There won't be any problems in a short time, but it will take a long time."

Bullseye felt the boss's low pressure. Although it was not breathless, it was still very depressing.

"Find a plan to catch him. If you can't catch him, kill him. I believe you won't let me down."

The cup in Jin Bin's hand was crushed into powder, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

In Lee's Pet Shop, Stark came to visit again, under the guise of discussing the research and development of steel armor with Egg.

The essence is to come here to have a meal. With the continuous emergence of kitchen utensil demons, Egg's cooking skills have greatly improved.It can't be said to be at the state banquet level, but it is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and this is not the highest level. As long as these monsters continue to grow, his cooking skills can still improve.In time, he will definitely be promoted to a state banquet level chef.

"Hiss! This mapo tofu is delicious, and this twice-cooked pork is also delicious. Ige, you are awesome, I love you to death."

Stark held a spoon and attacked the delicacies on the table. He was as deep into Chinese food as the sea, and Western food was no longer a stranger.

If you let him eat those pizza burgers again, he will just throw them away in disgust. They are really boring. Even the Japanese and French food he used to like have been ranked very low. If you ask him to choose his favorite food, , that must be noodles.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

"Have another bowl and pour more marinade on me. Don't be so stingy."

As he said that, he picked up a spoon and poured a big spoonful on his noodles. It is necessary to have more marinade to enjoy the noodles, otherwise the essence of eating noodles will be lost.

Pepper was helpless. He might not be able to put on the steel armor after eating it, unless he made a super large one.

"You're eating it. I guess I'll have to build a very large one to accommodate you."

Iger rolled his eyes and took the noodles and marinade away from him. He had eaten too much, and if he continued like this, he might accumulate food, which would make him uncomfortable.

Stark finally grabbed a plate of dumplings. He really loved Chinese food. As for losing weight?Don't panic, just eat this meal before talking.

Only after everyone had finished eating did Iger have time to chat with Stark. It was not that they followed the rule of not speaking after eating, but that they were too busy grabbing food to eat and had no time to talk.

Now I finally have time to chat after my busy work. I really discussed the design of the armor. The main thing was that Egg reported the data to him. After all, he could recite the data of at least five generations of Iron Man. Now it was equivalent to showing off in front of Stark.

To tell how it feels, I can only say that it was a huge blow.

Because as long as he speaks a little bit, Stark can draw inferences and calculate the remaining data and even derivative data, completely crushing him, an ordinary genius.

"I think this is already perfect. You don't need to study theories and data with me now. You need to create it and then slip around and you will know what the problem is."

If the discussion continues, Iger is afraid that all the ink in his stomach will be emptied by him. In fact, it is almost done. After all, even Mark 15 told him that the rest are just various mounts. Is it meaningful to not discuss it?

No, firstly, he couldn't create it, and secondly, his energy level was not enough.

As long as he didn't create new elements of the letter, many plans would be just theories and data, which could be seen but not implemented. You can imagine how torturous this was.

After listening to what he said, Stark felt that this was indeed the case. Too many designs were just empty, so it was better to build the Mark 2 first.

With Egger's theoretical support, the current Mark 2 is no longer the omnipotent existence it was in the previous life. It is more like a platform. Whatever is needed, you can load it on it, which can save a lot of energy.

"Would you like one?"

Iger was taken aback by his proposal. Can he own one too?Is this really good?What about your good brother Rod?

"Is it okay? But I don't think I'm of any use. How about you get me a model of the same scale."

Although he is greedy, he cannot be as brave as Stark to reveal his identity. This may be his charm, and he can ultimately sacrifice himself for everyone.

"Okay, whatever color you want, I can customize it for you."

It can also be customized, which is beyond Iger's surprise. In this case, it is better to have a Chinese red and a Chinese dragon. I am the descendant of the dragon.

"But I have a suggestion for you. You should prepare an extra spare battery. Have you considered what to do if the battery is stolen? Everyone is envious of you for having such a powerful battery and wants to take advantage of it. If you have it yourself, it’s best to take away the design drawings.”

"So what if your battery is stolen? You don't have a spare. What should you do? Wait for death? Or do you have other alternatives?"

Egg was inoculating him, but Obadiah did this. If Obadiah hadn't taken a fancy to the old battery, he would have shot GG and received a lunch.

Stark had actually considered this issue for a long time. In the end, he did not leave a spare battery because what if it was stolen. For example, people who are very close to him have permission to enter his room, and even Workbench.

It's not that he doesn't trust them, but it's a very dangerous item that could cause disaster to half of New York City if he's not careful. It really shouldn't be joked about.

"I can't trust the backup power supply, you know how powerful it is."

Egg smiled after hearing this, what kind of reason is this? Since you can limit their energy, there must be a way to keep him safe.

"Just a suggestion. You can set a permission for this thing, and then put two questions as answers. It is guaranteed to kill many thieves."

They didn't say much about this kind of problem. The rest was to drink tea and everyone was happy.