Tony took off his jacket and put it over his head. Although he had never felt better now, he still had to pretend to be exhausted.

At this time, two military helicopters passed over his head, and he quickly waved his arms to indicate that he was here.

The helicopter descended slowly. Rhodes jumped out of the helicopter and ran to Tony who was sitting on the ground. He asked angrily and jokingly: "Where is your happy Hummer? Don't run so far when I'm not around in the future, okay?"

Tony smiled and nodded.

Airport.

A military plane landed in front of Potts and Hogan, the door opened, and Tony, who was bandaged, came down together with Rhodes.

Potts finally cried with joy when he saw Tony who was safe and sound.

"The circles under your eyes are so red, are you worried about your boss?" Tony joked.

"It's tears of joy," Boaz said, not to be outdone. "I hate looking for a job."

"Okay, vacation is over."

After getting in the car, Hogan asked: "Where are we going, sir?"

"Please take us to the hospital, Hogan." Potts said.

"You really want me to go to the hospital..." Tony muttered as if he was possessed.

"Tony, what did you just say?" Potts didn't hear clearly and thought it was the aftereffects of Tony being kidnapped and frightened.

"No...it's nothing, but we can't go to the hospital now." Tony shook his head.

"Don't want to go? Tony, you must go to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination..."

"I've never felt so good right now. I just want to do one thing right now." Tony interrupted Potts directly.

"Don't say that." Potts turned his head unnaturally.

"It's not what you think. I want to hold a press conference."

"Press conference?"

"Yes, Hogan drives."

Hogan slowly parked his car in front of a building. The entrance of the building was already blocked by a crowd. Obadiah Stane stood in front of the crowd, smiling and applauding.

Tony got out of the car and Stan walked over and hugged him.

"I thought I was going to see you in the hospital."

"Haha, not really."

The uncle and nephew were smiling on the surface, but you only knew what they were thinking on the inside.

Tony grabbed a burger and walked towards the building, with Stan following behind him, really like a loyal and kind employee and uncle.

Potts entered the building behind the two and stood there, watching the man she was secretly in love with calmly greeting the reporters. At this time, a gentle and kind man approached her and said: "Miss Potts

?”

"It's me." Potts turned around and didn't notice the man until he made a sound.

"Can you say a few words?" the man then asked.

"Um...I won't attend this press conference, and the meeting is about to start."

Apparently, Potts mistook him for a reporter from some media.

The man had no choice but to explain: "I'm not a reporter. I'm Agent Coulson, from the Domestic Strategic Intervention Division of the Strategic Law Enforcement and Munitions Division."

He said and handed Potts a business card.

"Sounds really messy." Potts smiled helplessly and took the business card.

"Yes, we are simplifying." Colson smiled.

"The Department of Defense, the FBI and the CIA have all contacted us about this matter..."

Potts just wants to put this matter behind him and return to his ordinary life.

But Coulson interrupted her, "We belong to another system. We...are specialized in this area of ​​affairs. We need to know about Mr. Stark's escape."

Seeing that this agent was difficult to deal with, Potts could only say: "I will convey your wishes to him, okay?"

"Thank you." Colson smiled and stood aside.

"Be quiet, be quiet." Stan took the lead on the stage and looked at the reporters with a smile on his face, but he didn't know what to say because Tony was sitting with his back to the podium regardless of his appearance.

Tony took out the burger from his pocket, "Hey, would it be better if everyone sat down? That way you can all see me. I can also be casual."

The reporters had no choice but to sit on the ground.

Stan, who had been robbed of the limelight, didn't have the slightest bit of anger on his face. It was evident that he had cultivated his energy well, and he also sat down.

Rhodes from behind asked Potts in a low voice: "What is the content of this blind date?"

Potts smiled and said: "Don't ask me, I can't figure out where he sang."

Tony on the stage looked at his uncle sitting next to him and said, "Nice to see you again."

Stan didn't know there was something behind his words, "Me too." He squeezed Tony's shoulder.

"I didn't have time to say goodbye to my father. You are the only relative I have." Tony continued.

There is something in the words.

I don't want to attack you, so I will turn around as soon as possible. I still treat you as my uncle.

However, Stan didn't think about it that way. After all, the plan this time was perfect and no one could know about it. He also got the news that all the freedom fighters were killed in battle, and there was no evidence of their death. Tony couldn't do anything about it.

"Oh, Tony, I feel so sorry for your father. He is a genius, and you, my nephew, you have inherited your father's talents perfectly."

Stan looked at Tony with a look of relief.

Tony shook his head in disappointment. He now believed Mo An's words.

He immediately announced that he would shut down Stark Industries' weapons manufacturing department, which immediately caused an uproar.

Afterwards, Tony began to study human armor in depth, and rebuilt a reactor to create the Mark 2, the first-generation machine.

And he intentionally or unintentionally told Stan about his newly developed human armor weapon, misleading Stan into taking away the old reactor, and the "Iron Overlord" was born.

The next step was just like the plot of the movie, Tony's Mark II took the Iron Overlord to a high altitude, and Stan froze to death.

"Mr. Stark has prepared a statement below about the reasons for the loss of control of the prototype Robot Ark reactor last night and an apology." Rhodes stood on the podium where Tony once sat, "But he is not prepared to answer any questions, thank you.

"

Tony came up and took over Rod's position.

"Well, I haven't shown up for a few days, so I'll just read from the script."

The reporters below laughed kindly.

"Some people speculate that I personally participated in the incident on the freeway and rooftop..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark," a beautiful reporter raised her hand, "do you think we will really believe that it is one of your bodyguards, wearing armor, showing up at the right time? And in this case you usually..."

"I understand what you mean. It's okay to question the official statement, but you can't make any assumptions whatsoever." Tony interrupted her lightly.

"I...I'm not made to be a hero. It's obvious that I have many character flaws and have done too many wrong things, which have had a very bad impact..."

"Just read it according to the script." Seeing that Tony's words were getting more and more outrageous, Rhodes couldn't help but lean in next to him and whisper.

"Okay...Okay." Tony looked a little nervous at this time.

"Actually," Tony lifted up the manuscript, glanced at the words on the manuscript, then looked away into the distance, and fell silent.

He remembered what Mo An told him.

He remembered that trial.

He thought of Yingsen who died because of him.

He felt that he should know what path to take in the future.

He put down the manuscript.

"i'm iron man."

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