Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

In a dark prison.

Tony sat on the ground, his eyes solemn and expressionless, staring blankly at the burning fire in front of him.

Ethan slowly walked over from behind Tony and said slowly: "Stark, the military must be looking for you, but in these mountains, the military must not be able to find you. Here is the satellite map

The image shown above only has a mountain range."

At this moment, Tony Stark was sitting in front of the fire, thinking about the meaning of life. He had no time to pay attention to Ethan, and he didn't want to reply.

Seeing this, Ethan slowly sat down in front of Tony Stark, stared into his eyes, and continued: "Stark, everything you just saw is your inheritance."

"Your life's hard work has now fallen into the hands of those murderers. Do you want to die like this?"

"Is this the last resistance of the great Tony Stark? Or do you have to think of a way..."

After hearing this, Tony replied expressionlessly: "It's useless for me to do anything now. It's all useless. They will kill you and kill me anyway. Even if they don't, I probably won't survive a week..."

Ethan let out a long sigh and smiled: "Then this week is crucial to you! Stark, you have to do something...even if you do nothing, you have to leave something behind...

"

"Aren't there people who are important to you? Leave something to say to them, or maybe you can create a miracle and survive this week?"

When Tony heard this, the color returned to his eyes and he frowned fiercely. He thought of that sweet dream again.

He thought of Botz in that sweet dream, and he thought of the little angel in that sweet dream, Morgan Stark.

He also thought of Zhou Ran.

The huge Ark reactor also appeared in Tony's mind again.

He took a deep breath, looked at Ethan, and said slowly: "I want to see them, I need something..."

When Ethan heard this, a smile appeared on his face. He nodded, stood up, and began to call the terrorists responsible for guarding.

Following Ethan's call, terrorists soon came in.

Then the whole gang of terrorists started to run.

Ethan began to translate Tony Stark's words.

Tony Stark said what he needed expressionlessly and began to command these terrorists.

"If this is going to be my workstation, I need it to be brightly lit and set up..."

"I need welding tools, either acetylene or propane..."

"I need a welding workbench, helmet, goggles..."

"I also need a smelting cup and two sets of precision tools..."

"..."

"..."

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The sky is getting darker in Afghanistan.

The sky in New York is getting brighter little by little.

At this moment, in the vice president's office in Stark Tower.

Zhou Ran was on the phone with Jin Bin.

As he expected, Kingpin called him anyway.

"Hi, Mr. Jake, I have reconsidered the matter about Isis 1. My tone that day was not very good. How about we not talk about it again?"

"You decide the time and place this time. I, Wilson, will go to you personally this time. There will be absolutely no delays..."

In an abandoned warehouse in Hell's Kitchen, Kingpin was sitting on the sofa at the moment, holding a phone in his right hand, shaking a red wine glass in his left hand, and said with a smile.

The left hand that he stabbed yesterday has completely recovered, and he feels full of strength, and his strength seems to have increased a lot.

He had just killed twenty sacks used for training, and those sacks were lying motionless on the ground at the moment.

He is bound to win this Isis No. 1. There seems to be something in it that can make him stronger.

No matter how high the price is, Jin Bing is willing to do it. Things that can make him stronger are good things. He can't let go of his children without trapping wolves.

Jin Bin has a profound understanding of giving and gaining, and the relationship between gains and losses.

After hearing this, Zhou Ran smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Wilson, we will meet at Stark Industries at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"I hope you can give me a good answer!"

After saying that, Zhou Ran hung up the phone with a smile.

When they meet tomorrow, he can give Jarvis's clone to Kingpin.

Jin Bin will definitely fall in love with this latest conceptual mobile phone and will definitely keep it. Zhou Ran believes that no one can resist the temptation of a smartphone.

Because no one has seen this kind of thing yet. He is the only one who knows what a smartphone is and the huge wealth this thing can create in the future.

Zhou Ran took a deep breath and continued to process the documents he needed to deal with today. Tony was attacked, but Stark Industries still had a lot of things to do.

While he was dealing with the things at hand, he was also quietly waiting for Obadiah's board meeting.

Regarding Poz's suggestion yesterday that he should temporarily serve as the chairman of Stark Industries, Zhou Ran rejected it and gave a very good reason.

He hoped that during today's meeting, Boz would not bring up this crazy idea again and would not let him attract Obadiah's hostility.

Although Zhou Ran considered killing Obadiah yesterday, he still rejected the idea.

Because the nine years of compulsory education he has received from the bottom of his heart does not allow him to do such inhuman things, do not allow him to do such bad things, and does not allow him to do such evil things.

Zhou Ran has also seen some classic cases, most of which tell two things.

The first time someone kills someone, there will be a first time, a second time, and countless times.

In matters like the second murder, no matter how well you hide it or how thoroughly you destroy the evidence, there will always be a day when it is exposed.

Killing is not the right way after all. The right way in the world is subject to vicissitudes of life. Zhou Ran does not want to destroy the good views he has established over the years, nor does he want to destroy the image he has established over the years.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The idol of all young people in New York is a murderer. This is really ridiculous.

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On the other side, Jin Bing heard Zhou Ran hang up the phone, a smile appeared on his lips, and he threw the phone into the sulfuric acid barrel nearby.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Kingpin smiled and clapped his hands, Bullseye guarding the door, and slowly walked into the abandoned warehouse.

Kingpin looked at Bullseye, smiled, and asked: "Bullseye, Hell's Kitchen, how is your investigation of the abandoned warehouse explosion that happened on 39th Street?"

"No one has ever had a private fight without my permission...Which restless gangster was responsible for this explosion?"

Bullseye heard this, shook his head, and said: "Boss, I investigated all the gangs, and all the gangs said they had never been involved in this matter. I have used extremely cruel methods, but they still said they didn't."

"I gave them a little lesson and cut off the thumb of their leader. Now half of these leaders should have been replaced..."

"However, boss, I don't dare to continue investigating this matter. There is a group of mysterious heavily armed people who have taken over the place. Judging from their appearance, they should be some mysterious agents..."

After hearing this, Kingpin smiled and said: "Bullseye, you are right. You are doing this kind of thing right. I am very satisfied. We are a gangster, but we must be an intelligent gangster."

"Wherever there are police investigations or agents' investigations, we have to stay away. It would be bad if we were stared at by these annoying flies. It is impossible for us to do everything without leaving any traces.

."

"There will always be some clues left in the world, so we should be more cautious."

Kingpin paused and continued to ask: "By the way, who was responsible for the massacre of three hundred people? Is there any clue about this matter?"

Bullseye shook his head and said: "Boss, I haven't found any clues about this matter, but judging from his killing methods, this person should be our old opponent."

"It's still the same enemy codenamed Satan before. His killing methods are as brutal as ever. The body is not intact and the spine is pulled out. This is his most classic killing method."

"He seems to have a time limit for killing, never more than one night, and he doesn't kill often, and the killings are all random... He seems to only kill when he falls into a crazy state."

"But the good news is that Satan has never sabotaged our deal. He doesn't seem to be an enemy we must get rid of. He is far less harmful than Daredevil."

Kingpin nodded, looked at Bullseye, and asked, "Bullseye, can you beat him?"

Bullseye took a deep breath and said: "Boss, we haven't fought before, and I don't know very well! I'm not sure of winning in a head-on fight, but if it's an assassination, no one can survive Bullseye's hands.

."

Kingpin smiled after hearing this, stretched out his hand and patted Bullseye on the shoulder, saying: "Bullseye, who is always on target, no one can survive your assassination. I believe in your assassination ability. I have never doubted this."

Something.”

"By the way, is there any news about that lunatic clown recently? He recruited a lot of people last time, and he didn't listen to me very much. He always led the lunatics who believed in him, causing harm to our secret transactions.

A lot of destruction.”

"Last time, he destroyed one of my large drug manufacturing plants and even left a letter saying that it was all for happiness!"

"This is a complete lunatic, Bullseye, have you found his hiding place?"

After hearing this, Bullseye showed a smile and said: "Boss, the clown hasn't appeared for a long time. I suspect that this madman is dead... You know, if that madman is not dead, we won't be here these days."

It will be so peaceful.”

"Because we don't know what the madman is thinking every day. Every one of his bizarre ideas will cause a lot of damage to the transactions in the underground world..."

Hearing this, Jin Bin smiled and said: "This is really something that makes me very happy. As you said, the lunatic clown should really be dead.

"I have long said that a lunatic like that will not live long. How can a lunatic understand the rules of how this world works?"

"Sooner or later, he will be crushed by the rules of this world. The rules of the above world will crush him, and the rules of the underground world will crush him."

"Because aliens cannot survive in this world. This world does not allow aliens like the Joker to live!"