Pokémon Invasion Marvel

"Stop this trick and tell me why you're here."

Tony looked at the stranger coldly and said unceremoniously.

When he was first captured, his consciousness was not completely lost.

He also remembered that the terrorists had filmed his kidnapping.

None of the people present at the time spoke English, and this man seemed to be the person behind the scenes.

"I think our temporary military doctor should have told you something during this time."

The bald man glanced at Dr. Ethan, who was standing beside him and sat on a box minding his own business.

The cave where Tony was imprisoned was too crude. If he didn't want to sit on the ground, then this box would be his only choice.

"Don't be so hostile to me. You know, we are Stark Group's biggest customer."

Seeing that Tony had no intention of talking, the man could only continue talking. While speaking, he also made an exaggerated expression, as if he was talking about something big.

Tony's expression became solemn. He did not ask the bald man, but turned his attention to Dr. Ethan beside him.

"Yes, the biggest supplier of terrorists is you, Mr. Stark."

Ethan obviously also knew about this matter and definitely answered Tony's doubts.

Tony's heart sank. As a weapons dealer, he certainly wasn't feeling heavy because of who he sold the weapons to.

But as the leader of the Stark Group, he was completely unaware of this matter.

If the terrorist hadn't spoken out, he might never have known.

Thinking of this, Tony, who was already insecure, instantly felt a chill sweep through his body.

He could not imagine what the consequences would be if it continued to develop like this.

But he knew that he definitely didn’t want to see it!

"Tell me your purpose."

Tony didn't want to beat around the bush anymore and asked directly about the bald man's purpose.

"I want you to help us build the missile you just experimented with."

The bald man leaned forward, put his face in front of Tony, stared into his eyes, and spoke word by word.

"In this kind of environment, it's hard for me to imagine how long it will take you to gather the materials I need?"

Tony did not answer whether he would make this missile for him, but pointed around and said sarcastically.

"It seems that Mr. Stark still doesn't know enough about our strength?"

The bald man couldn't help laughing after hearing Tony's words, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

"Take our guests and take a look outside."

While smiling, he clapped his hands, called a few big men in, and motioned them to take Tony to see if they had the strength.

After a lot of pushing and shoving, Tony was brought to the entrance of the cave, holding the battery box that kept him alive.

The dazzling sunlight was blocked by his subconscious hand. He had been in the dark cave for too long, and it was difficult to adapt to it for a while.

However, the terrorists around him had no intention of taking care of him and pushed him directly out of the cave.

Tony staggered and almost fell to the ground because of the battery in his arms.

Fortunately, Dr. Ethan next to him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and supported him and helped him stand firm.

"Don't make random moves. If they think you are a threat, they will shoot you directly."

Taking advantage of this moment, Ethan leaned into Tony's ear and reminded him quickly.

While Tony was adjusting to the long-lost sunshine, he silently nodded in Ethan's direction, which meant that he understood.

He accepted Ethan's kindness, but his awkward personality prevented him from saying his thanks.

Just when Tony was adapting to the sunshine, the terrorist next to him suddenly said something to him.

"?"

But Tony couldn't understand a word of this local language.

When he was confused, it was Dr. Ethan who helped him out.

"He said what you are looking for is right in front of you, the most famous murderer in the history of the United States."

"What? A murderer?"

Tony was really shocked. When did he get such a nickname?

"Yes, it is indeed you."

Dr. Ethan's tone changed, but he still answered his question.

As he walked around, Tony slowly adapted to the sun's light and was able to open his eyes.

What caught his eye were all weapons he was familiar with.

He clearly remembered all the power and data of the weapons inside each packaging box.

Because these weapons are all his masterpieces.

Ironically, the weapon he made became a sharp weapon in the hands of his enemies, threatening his own life at any time.

"He asked you, what do you think?"

Dr. Ethan, who served as the translator, conveyed the terrorists' words in a timely manner.

"I was thinking, he has a lot of my weapons."

Tony looked at the piles of weapons and murmured.

"He said that they have all the materials for the Jericho missile. They want you to make a list of materials and start making them immediately. They will let you go after they are completed."

This terrorist was obviously one of their leaders. He waited until Ethan finished conveying his message and then extended his right hand towards Tony.

Tony glanced at him, stretched out his right hand, and shook it.

"He won't."

"Of course not."

Dr. Ethan smiled and softly confirmed Tony's words.

Neither of them noticed that the bald man who was the first to appear in the cell was standing on the hillside behind them, looking at them with cold eyes.

"How long do I have?"

Tony touched the electromagnetic device on his chest, looked into Dr. Ethan's eyes and asked.

"For almost a week, this electromagnetic device can only slow down the speed of the shrapnel, but it cannot completely make you recover."

Ethan did not hide or comfort, but told Tony the real situation.

Things have reached this point, and there is no need to hide anything.

Both men knew very well that after the missile was successfully produced, the best outcome for them would be to be imprisoned forever and make weapons for these terrorists.

The bad ending is that after obtaining the missile manufacturing method and process, it is time for them to be silenced.

And now they have one week left, which is a crucial week.

If there is no way to successfully save themselves, then there is no hope for them.

Because if we can't think of a way, Tony Stark will be killed by shrapnel in his body in a week without terrorists taking action.

“Contact them and have them prepare what I need!”

An idea flashed in his mind, and Tony remembered something he had just seen.

He thought he could give it a try.

Anyway, no one will come to save him now, so he can only fight to survive.

He had already taken a look at the outside environment just now, and he knew that such a place would not be discovered.

"good."

Ethan didn't know what he was thinking, but he could only cooperate with Tony.

If it was possible for him to get out of trouble by following Tony, then he would have no chance in his life if he was the only one left.