People set up shop in Marvel, and it just became Doomsday

Ordinary days always pass by like water.

It's mid-July in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Mo An opened his shop as usual and served a cup of steaming coffee or iced coffee to everyone who came.

Mo An is already very satisfied with his relatively peaceful life for more than a year. As the Marvel plot line approaches, Mo An knows that even if he does not participate in it, the entire Manhattan will be unrest.

At this time, the system that had been dormant for more than a year rang in Mo An's mind.

[The system is releasing new tasks]

[Rescuing the kidnapped Tony Stark]

[The method is up to you]

[Please note that this is the first big event in the Marvel Universe. The corrective force of the multiverse will no longer work. Everything you do will have an impact on the future, so please be prepared.]

[Task reward: Becoming Tony Stark's life-and-death friend, SHIELD's great attention, partial knowledge of steel armor, improvement of coffee making skills]

I knew that this hair-picking system was not for me to experience life at all!

And this second item is a great reward!

[Hmm...why doesn't it count?]

Even though Mo An had spent many years cultivating Qi, after hearing these words, the coffee in his hand shook uncontrollably, and the male customers around him all showed a malicious smile: "Boss, this was yesterday.

Did you exert yourself too much at night?"

"I'm a bachelor." Mo An didn't care and returned to the counter with a smile.

According to the time, nothing happened to Tony at this point.

What concerned Mo An very much was the system.

"Let me choose the method myself, and it will have an impact on the future..." Mo An pinched his chin and thought.

From here, rescue methods can be divided into two types.

The first is to save Tony before he is blown up by his own missile. This is undoubtedly the approach that will have the greatest impact on the future, because even if Tony saw his own missile almost blowing him up into the sky, because he saved him, so

His character will most likely not shut down the weapons department after returning, but will teach those terrorists a harsher lesson.

To be honest, Moan still likes Tony after the transformation. Only through the training of blood and fire can Iron Man be truly born.

So Moan prefers the second option. After Tony has the operation, he tells him the idea of ​​the steel armor, helps him complete the Mark 1 type, lets him break out of the siege, and then takes him back to Stark Enterprises.

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"And I can go there in time even after work." After making up his mind, Mo An went on to do his own thing.

The words are divided into two parts.

Five military off-road vehicles were racing on a dirt road in Afghanistan, with dust and mist flying.

In one of the cars, a loudspeaker that should not exist in a military vehicle was playing the most popular song of this era, "Back in Black". Sitting in the back row was Tony, wearing a straight and decent blue-black suit.

He was wearing a suit, his legs crossed, and he was holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, shaking it gently.

The aura of nobility and elegance that hit his face caused Soldier A next to him to look sideways frequently, but he did not dare to keep his gaze for too long.

Since the people in the car were in a relationship of protecting and being protected, the whole atmosphere seemed a bit stiff.

Tony, who has been unrestrained and free-spirited all his life, could not bear it. He couldn't help but said: "You seem to be taking me to a military court. Damn it, what have I done?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that he was an old hermaphrodite.

"I feel like you are going to stop the car the next second, drag me down and kill me."

He looked at Soldier A next to him and said, "Hey, who doesn't want you to speak? Say something."

"What did you say, sir?" Soldier A was a little reserved, like a young recruit.

"Why do you always stare at me?" Tony asked.

"No, they are just afraid of you." The female soldier in charge of driving answered for him.

"Oh my god, you're a woman?" Tony pretended to be surprised, "I really didn't see it."

He looked at Soldier A and asked, "The military values ​​equality between men and women, right?"

Soldier A and Soldier B, who was sitting in the passenger seat, were holding back their laughter.

Tony's mouth was still opening and closing, "First of all, I will treat you as a soldier..."

"I'm a pilot." The female soldier interrupted him.

"To be honest, your figure looks very good. I kind of want to take a look at you more and tell me if it's weird or not."

Tony's sweet words finally made the female soldier laugh, "Whatever you want." She said with a smile on her lips.

Soldiers A and B also laughed at this time.

"That's right, what's the point of keeping a cold face all the time." Tony showed a victorious smile.

Soldier B, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked Tony: "Sir, I...I have a question for you."

"Hmm." Tony took a sip of whiskey.

"I heard that the cover girls of Maxim magazine last year all slept with you."

As expected of a soldier, he easily accomplished what Mo An had always wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Tony's face, as if he was thinking of a certain unscrupulous store manager who charged him $150 for two cups of coffee, but he still chuckled and said, "You've asked the right person."

Tony took off his sunglasses, "Actually, it's not, because the March one conflicts with my schedule, but fortunately, December is a twin sister."

As expected of you, Mr. Stark.

"Any more questions?" Tony looked around the car.

Soldier A on the side raised his hand like a good student.

"Why are you raising your hand?" Tony was speechless.

"Isn't it an honor to take a photo with you?" Soldier A asked.

"Indeed, and it's not easy." Tony was a little proud.

After hearing this, young soldier A quickly took out the camera from the backpack behind him and handed it to soldier B.

Soldier B took it with a smile.

Looking at the childish pose of Soldier A, Tony said helplessly: "I don't want to see this photo in your social software."

Listening to these words, Soldier A put down his scissor hand with some hesitation.

"I'm kidding you." Tony smiled and hugged Soldier A, making a scissorhands gesture himself.

"Peace, I love peace."

"But peace will cost me my job."

"Hurry up, hurry up, the camera is moving, just press the shutter button." Soldier A urged Soldier B. It is not easy to get accommodation from the upper class.

At this moment, the off-road vehicle in front suddenly exploded and was shrouded in smoke. The female soldier could not see the situation ahead and the vehicle shook back and forth.

A hail of bullets hit them.

Tony forced himself to calm down and asked: "What's going on?"

"There's a situation on the left!" the female soldier screamed.

She stopped the car and got out of the car to be on guard. However, before she could stand still, several gunshots rang out. She was lying on the ground, uncertain about her life or death.

"Jimmy, protect Mr. Stark!" Soldier B ordered. He got off the car and walked around to the left to prepare for a counterattack. However, he didn't want to be killed too. The bullet mixed with blood hit the bulletproof glass, creating circles of cracks.

"What the hell!" Jimmy pulled the safety of his rifle and prepared to get out of the car.

"No, no, no, no, no, you can't," Tony exclaimed. He was just a guard. If Jimmy died, he would have no means to fight back against the terrorists.

He tried to catch Jimmy, but failed.