Time passes day by day.

It's Sunday again.

This week, nothing happened, and Big Apple City returned to its pre-distillery calm.

Eerily peace.

There is quite a sense that the mountain rain is about to come.

Li De also experienced the life of ordinary people.

Following.

Regular meetings are held again.

At the meeting, the members of the distillery were surprised by the new addition of Mentos.

There are more and more people in the winery.

They know.

Jack Winnie, Bordeaux, Rémy Horse, Shirley, Kvass, Daughter Red, Mentos.

In just one week.

The winery is new again.

At the regular meeting, the deal comes again, and like Jack Winnie, Mentos is looking for extraordinary power.

But the task was put on hold.

No one accepted the task, even though Mentos had prepared high-tech weapons.

The regular meeting ended in the end.

Kvas still enlisted Shirley's help, still deleting some data.

Bordeaux tirelessly looks for accomplices who hunt vampires, which makes daughter Hong feel a little uncomfortable, after all, daughter Hong is a vampire.

The Men and Horses were silent throughout the meeting.

He had arrived in Kunlun, but was rejected by the martial practitioners, looking for a way to break the situation.

The regular meeting ends.

......

Li De reappeared in the bedroom and turned on the TV boredly.

But I saw a piece of news.

Tony Stark is about to rush to Afghanistan to sell the latest technology and a new missile to the ugly army stationed in Afghanistan.

Li De raised his eyebrows.

This means.

Is Tony Stark about to have an accident? Going to become Iron Man?

Then I guess I can't be idle.

If Tony Stark is in crisis, he will inevitably ask Jarvis to contact him and seek help.

The favor owed by the crossbow at that time.

Now it's time to pay it back.

Two days passed.

......

Stark Group in Big Apple.

Tony Stark was dressed neatly and nodded his head when he looked at himself: "This suit is not bad."

"Boss, are you sure you don't need me to follow?"

Harpy asked.

Tony Stark turned around with a curious expression: "Harpy, there will be various things happening during the transaction, are you sure you can protect me?"

"Boss, I'm a bodyguard."

Harpy spread out his hands, his face innocent.

Although over the years, he has been living a worry-free life with Tony Stark.

As a result, the figure is out of shape.

But his position in the Stark Group is still a bodyguard.

"No, Hapi, you're my friend, you're not a bodyguard."

Tony Stark accentuated the word friend and shrugged again: "Well, you're my driver."

Hapi suddenly couldn't laugh.

Really.

With the new people, forget the old ones.

Like the new and tired of the old, Tony is an old scumbag, as can be seen from the women he sleeps with every day.

"I'm going to lose my job?"

Harpy asked.

Tony Stark shook his head and squeezed his eyebrows: "Who said that?" Harpy you are my friend and my driver, but at the bodyguard room door you really don't fit now.

Harpy nodded helplessly.

Tony Stark patted Harpy's shoulder: "Don't worry, in case of danger, I will let Richard come and save me."

"I almost forgot about him."

Harpy covered his face and released his watch with a little joy: "Then I can take a vacation during this time?"

"No, you go protect Pepper."

Tony Stark frowned: "Harpy, what's going on with you?" Why are you getting lazier now? The

corners of Harpy's mouth moved.

Isn't it your friend?

I will actually believe your nonsense, and I am really blinded by lard.

"Harpy I'm leaving, you protect Pepper."

Tony Stark instructed.

Harpy nodded in agreement.

As for Tony Stark's safety.

There is Richard in.

He wasn't very worried, compared to ordinary bodyguards, Richard was simply not human.

Obadia Office.

Two subordinates came to their desks.

"The boss is already in the car."

"Tony Stark is going to Akuni?"

Obadiah withdrew his head from the information and nodded: "That's really a good thing, great." The

subordinate was silent.

Something about people at the top.

They can't know too much, and if they hear it, they must treat it as if they didn't hear it, otherwise Tony Stark will die alone.

"Get out."

Obadiah waved his hand.

The two subordinates nodded and left.

Stay until they're gone.

Obadiah pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Oh my friend, do you have something going on?"

"Tony Stark is going to your country, I don't think you will refuse to do me a favor."

"How come, old Obadiah fellow, we are the best brothers under the sun, what you say we need to do, as long as the friendship lasts, we will help you do it."

"Help me get rid of Tony Stark."

Obadiah said in a stern tone: "I know you have this strength. "

The person he spoke to.

Originally from Afghanistan, he is an out-and-out terrorist leader, and there was often trade between them in the past.

Tony Stark has been selling fireweapons to the military, but is reluctant to sell them to other organizations around the world.

This made Obadiah very unhappy.

Banknotes full of ink aroma do not earn, and the money of the military alone is billions of dollars a year.

Give the Stark Group to him, he can make billions, turn into tens of billions!

"Tony Stark? Are you sure? This is your boss, your good nephew, the weapons he made are so good that it would be a pity to kill him. "

The voice of a terrorist came from the other end of the phone.

Obadia breathed a sigh of relief: "Then forget it, I think the friendship between us really can't afford to be tested, if I don't sell you new weapons, Tony won't sell them, think clearly before speaking."

"Obadiah, you really are a profiteer, well, Tony Stark is not destined to return to the ugly country."

On the other end of the phone came the dissatisfied voice of the terror leader.

The phone is hung up.

Obadiah smiled.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Help Howard Stark establish the Stark Group, Howard is gone, Tony Stark appears, Tony is more arrogant and stubborn than Howard.

Tony must die.

"A hymn to Franklin!"

Obadiah was in a good mood.

Stark Group, change the name, maybe the name Stan Group is good.

A day later.

On a road in Argentina.

The three cars headed for the interior of Argentina in turn.

Tony Stark has been here many times, but he still feels a little unwell.

"Don't worry, boss, our route is top secret, and there are our cars on other highways, so no one will know that we are here."

The bodyguard's voice just fell.

A strong man walked out of the road ahead, and the strong man carried a bazooka on his shoulder and grinned.

"Tony Stark, go to hell and say hello to Satan for me!"

Look at the strong man who suddenly appears on the highway.

Tony Stark grimaced.

"Farke, Jarvis, help me contact Richard, I need his help, I'm going to die if I'm late."

"Protect the boss, park the car, use the car as a position."

Two cars overtake, taking cover in the sedan in which Tony Stark is riding.

Next second.

A sedan flew into the sky.

Bulletproof glass? Bulletproof body? It seems that there is no protection against bazookas.

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