American comics: The savior starting from the vampires

Stark Industries Building.

Obadiah stared intently at the news reported in the newspapers in front of him.

"How dare he? Stark Industries is an arms company, and he actually wants to suspend all projects related to weapons manufacturing?"

Obadiah clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with anger. He wanted to arrange for a killer to kill Stark immediately, but he soon calmed down the anger and anxiety in his heart.

As Howard Stark's friend and partner, and also a shareholder of Stark Industries, he longed to completely own Stark Industries and become the talker of Stark Industries. To this end, he even secretly sold weapons to the defined The Ten Rings Gang, a terrorist organization, asked them to kill Tony Stark, but they did not expect that those greedy guys actually wanted to use Tony Stark to make more advanced weapons.

If it was just that, Obadiah wouldn't be so angry. The worst he could do was kill Tony Stank after using it. But in the end, those guys who failed to accomplish anything but failed more than failed allowed them to escape?

His original plan to kidnap Stark and take control of the entire Stark Industries had completely failed!

Looking intently at the image of an angel in the newspaper specially produced by the newspaper, and looking at Stark's description of the angel on TV, Obadiah didn't take it seriously.

He doesn't believe in the so-called gods that can be obtained through prayer. If prayer is effective, then why is he bothering so much? Wouldn't it be great if you just wished you could be the boss of Stark Industries?

He scoffed at this.

Watching Stark talking on TV.

"It's just a trick on your part. You want me to throw a tantrum at you? Don't you really think I don't know how you escaped?"

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Obadiah sneered.

He slowly opened his clothes, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on an unknown communication. A silver-toned "steel armor" came into view.

"What a miraculous creation, Tony. I didn't expect you to be such a genius? But... maybe this is your only value!"

Dong dong dong——

An unhurried knock on the door resounded in the large and empty office. Under Obadiah's gaze, Stark Industries shareholders with solemn expressions in suits and ties walked in one by one.

"Welcome everyone... What we discuss next will be related to the true fate of Stark Industries!"

"What do you need us to do? As long as we can prevent the shares of Stark Industries from falling anymore, we are willing to do anything!"

A man with an old face said in a deep voice.

Looking around, Obadiah smiled knowingly at the angry expressions of the major shareholders.

"Resign Tony Stark as chairman!"

…

As night fell, Tony Stark, wearing a suit and ties, had a flamboyant smile on his face and held Botz with one arm.

He was going to attend the Stark Industries press conference tonight, which was supposed to be his decision. He didn't know what those old antiques were doing, and they bypassed him from going ahead with Stark Industries' new weapons press conference as scheduled.

Looking at the familiar and old faces, Tony Stark ignored these shareholders and walked towards the man he was most familiar with.

"Uncle Obadiah, why are you here? Do you know what the situation is now? I have already said that Stark Industries will temporarily close the weapons department."

Frowning slightly, Tony Stark looked at the calm man in front of him, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Tony? Stark Industry is your father's lifelong effort. Do you know what it means for you to close the weapons department?"

Obadiah looked serious and stared directly at substitute Tony Stark.

"This company is an arms company. Without the weapons department, how many orders will we lose and how much money will we lose? Even our relationship with the Ministry of National Defense will be damaged! Tony, hey, I don't want this, but the board of directors These people are completely disappointed in you!"

Obadiah said with a helpless expression.

"But I am the chairman of the company!"

"You're not now!"

"..."

"Tony, I am your uncle after all. Believe me, I will not let Stark Industries go into decline. It's time for you to rest for a while and take good care of your body. When your condition returns, I will hand over the company to you." for you!"

Obadiah's face was full of sincerity.

"Uncle Obadiah, what do you mean?"

Tony Stark's eyes were stunned, and he seemed to have guessed something.

At the same time, the exhibition organizer of the conference announced through the microphone that Stark Industries’ new chairman Obadiah came to the stage to speak.

Everything seems to be clear.

Tony Stark didn't know how he ran out of the venue. Unlike the previous scene where he was surrounded by people, no one cared about his stay. It was obviously a weapons conference for Stark Industries, and he, a Stark, If the industry is defeated, it is dispensable...

"Tony... cheer up, your father doesn't want to see you like this today. This is not the impression I have of you!"

Botz looked at the dejected Tony Stark in front of him, a trace of distress flashing across his face.

"Thank you... Botz, if you want to leave, you can. After all, I am no longer the chairman of Stark Industries... You can find my uncle and I will tell him!"

"..."

With some grievances and anger in her heart, Boz looked at Tony Stark angrily. She didn't expect that she would have such an image in Tony Stark's heart.

"Tony, beauties care about you first. You just say this. You are so ignorant of style. Is this still the playboy I know?"

An indifferent voice echoed through the dark alley, and Tony Stark was shocked and looked up.

"Uncle Lin!?"

The person who came was really Lin Jue who had returned to his original appearance.

"Tsk, as soon as I heard about you, I came back immediately. Unexpectedly, I saw Tucker Industries changing!"

Lin Jue changed his pace and came to sit in front of Tony Stark.

"You... Shete! Uncle Lin, are you a human or a ghost?"

At this time, Tony Stark had obviously not yet reacted to the reality that Lin Jue was still alive. His face was horrified and he subconsciously leaned into Boz's arms beside him, wanting to stay as far away from Lin Jue as possible.

"Tony? You kid is so ungrateful. You yelled at Uncle Lin, but followed by curse words? Your father didn't even dare to scold me!"

Lin Jue pretended to be angry.

"No, no, no, Uncle Lin, I didn't mean that, but do you know what it means for you to appear in front of me? God, I still remember the scene when I attended your funeral!"