Marvel World Destroyer

"Tony! Do you know how embarrassed I was just now!" Roddy walked up to Stark and kept spitting, wanting to kill this fucker with a gun.

"Okay, okay, isn't there Obadiah Stan!" Tony Stark took the trophy handed over by Roddy and said casually, "Besides, no one is forcing you to present the award."

Roddy's face turned black and he had the urge to curse. Roddy's arrival made Stark give up the idea of ​​playing poker with the two beauties, and the two quarreled and left the poker table

"I'm leaving first! Don't be late tomorrow!"

"Okay, don't worry!" Tony nodded insincerely and handed the trophy to the passers-by. In his eyes, this thing was just a unique piece of glass with no value at all. As soon as he walked out of the gate, a female reporter shouted loudly from a distance, "Mr. Stark, excuse me, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Is it pretty?" Tony asked his confidant Happy in a low voice, and when he heard the other party say that he was pretty, Tony turned to look at the female reporter with a smile on his face.

While perfunctoryly interviewing the other party and thinking about how to invite the other party to play poker, the reporter brought the topic to his father, Howard Stark, and said that the other party was a businessman who was struggling to make a fortune. Tony took off his glasses and said with a serious face.

"My father helped the world defeat the Nazis, participated in the Manhattan Project, many people including your college professors say he is a hero!"

Although he resented his father in his heart, Tony would never allow anyone to say bad things about the other person in front of him. The reporter woke up slowly from the bed early the next morning, touched the cold bed and felt a little disappointed. After all, the other person chose to have a kidney rather than a heart.

Boci walked into the room with a set of clothes. After a confrontation, the reporter walked out of the villa with a pale face. Boci never paid attention to such a woman with no ability. She knew that she could not enter Stark's world. .

"Tony! You made me wait here like a fool for three hours!" Roddy complained unhappily as he stood on the gangway. Tony waved his hand and stood in front of Roddy and said softly, "Okay, okay, now I'm waiting. is you!"

Roddy walked into the cabin with a dark face. Ten hours later, the plane slowly landed at Baghlan Air Force Base. The officer who came to pick up the plane looked at the drunken Colonel Roddy and frowned slightly, but remembered his relationship with Stark. Just pretend you didn't see it.

"This is Stark Industries' brand new product, the Jericho missile!" Stark waved to the missile launcher on the side. A missile was instantly ignited and launched, splitting into dozens of small missiles above the target, carrying out a large-scale Range fire coverage.

The huge wave of air pushed Stark forward and blew the hats of all the officers away. Looking at the flattened hills, the officers had ecstatic expressions on their faces. No man could refuse. Such a powerful weapon.

Just when Tony Stark was about to leave, a phone call came in, Obadiastan lay on his side on the bed and said softly

"Tony, how's it going?"

"Very good, it's very lively here now, by the way, Obadia, why don't you wear the pajamas I bought for you?"

"That's good! That's my peace of mind, good night Tony!"

Looking at the dark screen, Tony rolled his eyes. He still respects this elder, but his speech style often makes people feel uncomfortable.

Tony has become accustomed to the existence of Obadiah Stan, who can always handle those annoying media, and with Bozi taking care of his daily life, he can do what he wants to do as he pleases.

After hanging up the phone, Obadiastan's face darkened instantly. While he hated Tony, he was also jealous of his talent.

"Hey...he's already set off! Remember to do things beautifully!"

Obadiah Stan deleted the call history and looked at the contacts on his phone. Tony's childhood flashed through his mind. After thinking for a second, he threw the phone aside and whispered.

"Sorry...Tony, I just want to get what I deserve back!"

Tony, who was sitting in the pickup truck, accepted the soldier's request to take a photo with him. Suddenly, there was a loud noise and the pickup truck in front was blown away. The convoy was forced to stop, and the soldiers quickly rushed out of the pickup truck.

"Mr. Stark, stay inside and don't come out!"

The soldier sitting next to Tony opened the car door and jumped out. After a gunshot, the soldier's body slowly fell down. Stark's pupils shrank and he subconsciously covered his mouth to prevent himself from spitting out. This was the first time he saw it. Someone died in front of him.

The severe panic made him subconsciously want to escape from here. He opened the door and stumbled out of the car and headed for the distance. Suddenly a missile landed two meters next to him.

Looking at the familiar Stark Industries icon above, Tony's eyes flashed with surprise and he threw himself into the deep pit aside. After a loud noise, Tony lay in the pit with a buzzing sound in his ears. The next second, his chest began to Blood seeps out.

The excruciating pain made him lose consciousness. Looking at Stark who was seriously injured and unconscious, the young leader of the Ten Rings Gang who came over shot the younger brother who had just fired the cannonball in the head.

After discovering that Stark was still breathing, the little boss immediately asked people to take him back to the base. The doctor briefly treated Stark's wound, but the iron fragments in his blood vessels were not something that his level could handle.

"I can handle the shrapnel thing!"

Dr. Ethan stood up slowly. The little boss waved his hand and several armed terrorists led Dr. Ethan to Stark. After some operations, Dr. Ethan made a charging magnet to absorb the shrapnel. Stay, temporarily save Stark's life.

The little boss nodded with satisfaction. As long as Tony could make the missile alive, he could report it to the Mandarin. Two days later, Tony opened his hazy eyes and looked at the dim cave. Just when he wanted to get up, he felt a pain in his chest.

"If I were you I wouldn't do strenuous activities right now."

"Who? Who's there!"

Tony squinted at the figure walking out of the shadows. Ethan said in a relaxed tone, "If the shrapnel enters your blood vessels, I can only use electromagnets to absorb them."

"What a good idea!" Tony figured out the principle of this thing on his chest after a few fiddles. After a conversation, Tony found that the other person was indeed a knowledgeable person.

After the life threat disappeared, Tony thought of the logo on the missile. At this time, he wanted to laugh. The weapons researcher almost died on the weapon he developed. He felt that there was nothing funnier in the world than this.

He felt hard to breathe when he thought of terrorists using their own missiles to do bad things. He always thought that what he did was right. Only by using weapons to deter others would the world be peaceful, but reality taught him a lesson. .

His belief collapsed at this moment and he felt that his life had lost its purpose. Ethan on the side began to persuade Stark.