Superman in Marvel: Practicing Devouring Techniques, Unrivaled in the Universe

As the night deepened, the tipsy Rod and Ethan were picked up.

Pepper, Tony and Leon were the only ones left in the mansion.

After having a good meal and a drink, Lyon sat on the sofa, looking at the rising and falling sea level outside the window, his mind wandering.

Tony looked at Pepper who was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, and then at Leon who was in a daze. He seemed to be hesitant to speak, and his expression made it seem as if he was trying to hide something.

"Hey, Leon!" He finally couldn't help but called Leon.

"Huh? What for?" Leon looked away, a little confused.

Tony glanced at Pepper and said, "Didn't you say you were going to see Obadiah tonight? When are you leaving? Also, don't let Pepper know for now, or she'll say it's too dangerous and she'll resign if we go."

Normally, no matter how Tony messed around, Pepper would just keep a sullen face and continue working.

But whenever it comes to Tony's safety, Pepper's most common threat to stop Tony is to resign.

——Even though every threat she made was ineffective.

"Then let's wait until Pepper leaves." Lyon glanced in the direction of Stark Industries and said casually.

"Anyway, Obadiah is still in the industrial park. Wait, he's now... Damn it, Tony, let's go there now!"

Leon grabbed Tony and pushed him out.

He did not forget to shout towards the kitchen: "Pepper, Tony and I are going out for a walk and will be back later!"

"Hmm? Okay!" Pepper responded.

As he was leaving, Tony lowered his voice and asked, "Wait, wait! What did you just see that made you so anxious?"

"Obadiah is contacting his Afghan friends!" Lyon also lowered his voice.

"What?" Tony was stunned, and then Leon grabbed his arm and flew into the sky.

The two soon arrived at Stark Industrial Park.

At this time, only a few lights were on in the office building.

Among them, Obadiah's office was brightly lit, like a burning torch at night.

Leon floats with Tony outside Obadiah's office window.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows allowed them to see every corner inside clearly.

At this moment, Obadiah was sitting at his desk with his back to the window, talking to the computer screen.

"He's on a video call with someone from a terrorist organization?" Tony's face didn't look good. "Can you hear what he's talking about?"

"It's not a good thing. You can come and listen to it yourself."

Leon placed his hand on the gap of the French window and shook it gently. A corner of the glass lifted up, which he grabbed and flipped back.

So the entire floor-to-ceiling window was removed silently.

Tony's eyes widened in shock again.

But the next second, a voice came from the office, leaving him no time to pay attention.

"Our leader died because of your commission, so before the next cooperation, you must compensate us!" said the person on the other side of the computer.

Obadiah angrily retorted, "You let Tony get away! And you have the nerve to ask me for compensation!"

"I told your leader to make sure that Tony Stark's body was gone! How did he do it, huh?"

"That has nothing to do with us. If you don't pay compensation, we will expose what you did to Tony Stark." The terrorists used their usual tactics.

Obadiah's eyes grew colder, as if he wished to eat the person in front of him alive.

"Aren't you afraid that I will stop providing you with arms and weapons?"

"Sorry, now that Tony Stark has shut down the weapons department, I'm afraid you're of little use."

Terrorists are emboldened.

Threatened again: "Will you accept the compensation? If you don't, I believe Tony Stark is also willing to pay for the information about the real murderer."

Obadiah's lips were tightly closed, and the corners of his lips twitched to hide his anger.

A few seconds later, he suddenly burst into laughter, his smile as bright as spring breeze: "Okay! Of course! I accept your request for compensation, but I have one condition!"

"You say!" Upon hearing that he could get compensation, the other party immediately became excited.

"I will find a way to get Tony to go abroad again. This time, you must kill him for me!"

Obadiah said the plan: "I will give you a batch of Stark arms, and you will use them to attract media attention."

"Tony just announced the closure of the weapons department. Now that weapons produced by Stark Corporation are appearing on the battlefield in large quantities, he will definitely be unable to sit still..."

The terrorist continued, "I know. Leave the rest to us. I promise that the Ten Rings will perfectly complete our friend's commission this time."

Obadiah smiled and turned off the video call. "That would be great."

With a beep, the video was disconnected.

Obadiah sat silently in the chair, the smile on his face gradually cooled and then became ferocious.

His anger began to erupt.

Even when he was sitting still, one could feel that he would burst out of his workstation and devour anyone at any time.

"Idiots! A bunch of idiots!"

After a long silence, Obadiah finally exploded.

He suddenly stood up, swept everything on the table to the ground, snatched the mouse off and smashed it against the wall, breaking it into pieces.

"They even let a playboy get away with it, what a bunch of rubbish!" he roared, his roar shaking the windows.

Leon glanced out the window at Tony, who was glaring at him, and knew that Obadiah's performance was over.

He took a step forward, leading Tony into the room.

He said politely, "Well, how should I put it? Sorry to interrupt."

A sudden voice behind him stopped Obadiah's roar abruptly.

"Who!? To-Tony?"

He instantly broke out in a cold sweat and turned around, and standing opposite him were Tony and Leon.

Among them, Lyon looked unhappy.

Tony stared at him with red eyes.

Those always beautiful eyes were now filled with disbelief and anger at being betrayed by someone close to them.

"Tony and I heard what you just said." Leon pointed at the computer, "Do you have anything else to say?"

There was visible panic on Obadiah's face, but he was a thoughtful man and quickly suppressed his emotions.

He raised his hands, the corners of his mouth trembling: “Oh, Leon, why are you still here so late, that... Actually, what happened just now was a misunderstanding.”

"Listen to me, there is a reason for all this."

Obadiah's mind was racing at this moment.

He put down one hand awkwardly and opened the drawer: "This is because there is a force that I cannot resist, threatening my life and asking me to..."

"Kill you all!"

As Obadiah was talking, he suddenly pulled out a pistol from the drawer, quickly loaded it, and pointed it at Tony and the other man.

"Put your hands up, and stand back!"

Obadiah, who was as gentle as an elder just now, turned into a ferocious villain in the blink of an eye.

"You'd better stop now."

Tony pursed his lips tightly, raised his hand first, stood in front of Leon, and stepped back.

"Humph, Tony, you still want to protect that little bastard. What a touching family love."

Obadiah's words made Tony even angrier.

He said in a cold voice: "Obi...Obadiah, I thought you were one of the people I could trust the most."

"Really? Tony, I'm really touched by what you said." Obadiah pointed the gun at Tony, "I also want to play this wonderful family game with you."

"But since you've already discovered it, there's no need for me to hide it!"

"Tony, you are actually just my goose that lays golden eggs!"

"You know, I founded this company with your father, and I have been assisting you for the past 30 years, but I got nothing!"

"Even the outsider behind you can get half of the company, but what about me?"

"Only by killing you, killing both of you, can I get everything I want!"

Obadiah waved his fist in pain as he spoke: "Everything should have been like this. As long as you, Tony, died in Afghanistan, Leon would also die in outer space. But why did you run away? Why did you have to see everything that happened tonight!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he used his gun to force Tony to retreat: "You forced me to do this. You pushed me into a desperate situation, so I will destroy everything, and no one can stop me!!"

Tony was staring at his uncle from beginning to end, his cheeks tense and his eyes filled with indescribable grief and anger.

The muzzle of the gun pushed his head back and he finally closed his eyes.

"Go ahead, Leon." He no longer had any expectations.

"As you say, Boss!"

Leon's voice just fell.

Obadiah's neck was tightly grasped by a large hand like an iron clamp, which lifted him up.

"You! Drink! Cough cough!" Obadiah's face quickly turned red due to lack of oxygen.

His eyes bulged as he stared at Leon, completely unable to comprehend what had just happened in that brief moment.

Why didn't he even blink, Leon who was behind Tony appeared in front of him and subdued him.

He raised his arms with difficulty, trying to struggle again.

But Leon just glanced at him, tossed him out of the window without caring.

Three seconds later, a heavy sound of footfall was heard outside the window.

It sounds like Obadiah has fallen to peanut butter.

"Why bother."

Leon sighed, walked to the desk, connected the phone to the data cable, and then plugged it into the computer.

The computers of Stark Industries executives are generally not connected to the Internet, so if you want to hack into them you have to connect manually.

Like what Obadiah did just now, directly connecting to the external network to make a video call is already a serious violation.

"Jarvis, hack into this computer, collect evidence of Obadiah's crimes, hand it over to the police, and note that he committed suicide out of fear of punishment. He jumped to his death."

"Okay, Master Leon!"

After arranging the task for Jarvis, Leon turned around and saw Tony still standing there, but looking a little dejected.

He walked over and patted Tony on the shoulder.

"It's all over. Go back and have a good sleep. Or maybe you can date a few more cover girls this week to relax."

Tony's grief-stricken expression froze for a few seconds, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You kid..."