Marvel turns into Iron Man

"Miss, I suggest you don't—"

Miss Stark didn't listen to what Jarvis was saying at all.

She just slipped the phone into the pocket of her jeans.

Then, he broke into the ground floor of the other company's headquarters building alone.

The security in the lobby didn't even stop him.

Or they didn't notice the woman who broke into the company building at all.

It wasn't just the security guards who didn't notice her, the entire office building didn't notice her either.

It was as if...she no longer existed in this world, and it was an invisible ghost who broke in.

Miss Stark chose an elevator at random and pressed the button to go to the top floor.

However, the elevator buttons did not give her the slightest feedback.

It seems that if you want to go to the top floor, you need to change to a special elevator.

But she was obviously getting impatient with the wait.

After taking a light step, his figure dissipated in the elevator room.

At this time, the top floor of this building belongs to the office of the chairman of the group.

The one sitting behind the luxurious rosewood mahogany desk.

The middle-aged man in a dark suit seemed to have noticed something.

He opened a drawer at hand and took out a box from it.

That beautifully crafted box looks like a fine cigar box.

However, the box he opened revealed ten exquisite rings of different colors.

The middle-aged man sighed and shook his head, and put the rings on his hands one by one.

And at this moment, the two thick solid wood door panels were kicked down directly.

"Can't you just knock on the door and come in? If you have to do something like this."

The middle-aged man casually picked up the golden dragon-headed cane that was leaning aside and stood up.

The figure of Miss Stark also appeared in this rather luxuriously decorated office.

"Man, you old guy, give me—huh?"

The mandarin's youth is somewhat beyond Miss Stark's expectation.

From the outside, he was just a middle-aged man with a Chinese face.

Except for the long black hair that was tied up behind him, he was even wearing a well-made suit.

It seems that this Mandarin seems to be more of a businessman than the ancient magician in the description.

"I understand your manic emotions, but you really don't have to."

For Miss Stark's vigilance, Manchu seemed to have no psychological burden.

As he spoke, he turned around and showed her his back indifferently.

Middle-aged people seem to be a little hunchbacked, and because of this, Man uses a cane.

Under Miss Stark's puzzled eyes, the middle-aged man slowly stopped in front of the French windows of the office.

"I've been washing my hands for many years, little girl."

"You just sent people to the prison to kill and try to take Trevor away."

However, Miss Stark was not satisfied with the Mandarin's answer.

Unexpectedly, Miss Stark's question made Man look strange.

"I've never had anyone do these things."

"That guy played me, and it was kind of fun to be honest."

"If it's true, I'm afraid it's something my subordinates did behind my back. I don't know."

At first, Miss Stark didn't believe the nonsense that the Mandarin said.

"Since I found out that the times are no longer suitable for us old antiques."

"I've stopped doing those nasty things."

However, after the middle-aged man with two or three hundred years old in front of him fell into memory mode.

Miss Stark's complexion is getting uglier.

"There was a woman who came to me personally and warned me not to be too troublesome."

Miss?Could it be that the oldest mage greeted the old man himself?

"To be honest, it's not that I'm afraid of her, but I really don't want to fight and hurt both."

It's not that you're afraid of her?Really?Why am I so unbelievable?

"Later, I noticed that this is no longer the era when terror could build prestige."

"I used to lead people to fight around, causing too many murders."

"Then it suddenly dawned on me that now it doesn't seem like I need to do those things or force people to do them."

"They will follow me willingly and help me get everything I want."

"This thing called the dollar — it's really fascinating."

Thanks to the almighty world of capitalism, even an old mage can be transformed and enjoy it.

"Look at me, I just have to sit here now and the money just keeps coming to my account."

"I don't have to snatch women like before, women will climb into my bed by themselves."

"And finally - I can put those ten rings off my hands."

The mandarin looked relieved, and seemed to be enjoying the pure time.

However, this is not the answer Miss Stark wants.

"I noticed you're carrying them now, Man."

In response to her question, the old man just gently raised the hand that was not on the crutch with the dragon's head.

He is very greedy, but seems to be afraid of the rings that glanced at his fingers.

"You want them...but you don't know the price of having them."

The Mandarin put his hand down again, but his eyes sized Miss Stark up and down.

"Little girl, how about we make a deal?"

In the end, he nodded and said softly, his voice full of temptation.

"If you can promise me one condition, you can take these ten rings away."

The full words made Miss Stark fall into silence.

She already had a premonition of what the other party's condition was.

"Tell me your conditions, Man, I will decide whether to agree or not."

In the end, she gritted her teeth and made her own decision.

Opposite her, the old man showed a smile that made her feel cold.

"You can take these ten rings, but from today on, everything that happens in this world has nothing to do with me."

That's what the Mandarin said, but his words made Miss Stark's face ugly.

"You know what...... Are you escaping, Man?!"

As if sensing the meaning behind him, Miss Stark growled at the old man uncontrollably.

"You are retreating, escaping!"

"Do you think you can avoid disaster as long as you stay alone?"

"Thanos will not let anyone on Earth go!"

However, facing her questioning, the old man just smiled.

"Yeah, but that's none of my business."