The Death Knell

Chapter 1733 The good blond man

Indeed, Obadiah roped in some people to repair the MK1 and made some improvements. It is now called the Iron Overlord.

In fact, it's not that Obadiah attracted any scientists. Those who worked for him thought that repairing and improving the armor was still Tony's order.

Tony's indifference to the company for so many years means that he has basically been sidelined by Obadiah and has become a corporate mascot.

The bad old man has been giving orders in his name for more than a day or two.

But this time Tony knew better.

After the second meeting tonight, Obadiah was even more upset. He told Tony all about his journey. He wanted to make more money, he wanted to do the arms business, and someone from abroad had given him conditions.

Money from new energy sources is coming too slowly, and he and his sixty-four mistresses can’t wait!

In addition, there is another key factor, that is, he has already received a deposit from the Ten Rings Gang before Tony came back, and needs to smuggle out a large number of arms.

However, Tony's unexpected return announced the closure of the arms department, and the goods were detained in the New York warehouse and could not be shipped out.

Party A is in a hurry to ask for something, but Obadiah cannot give it to him. If he doesn't care about the Ten Commandments, he will kill his whole family if he doesn't get the goods.

Obaday was driven crazy and could only make the decision he made now.

Tony sighed, what else can be said? If it is simply selling arms, maybe it can be tolerated, but selling it to international terrorist organizations? no way.

Better fight.

So he and Iron Overlord started a fight on the spot, from the suburbs into the city, and from the ground to the sky.

After destroying several bridges and flipping dozens of cars, Tony also saved some people. At least he knew that he had to clean up his own troubles.

In the end, he took advantage of the weakness of the opponent's armor material that would freeze at high altitudes, and cooperated with Coulson and a group of agents who arrived to detonate the newly built large reactor, outsmarting and defeating the more powerful Iron Overlord armor.

The pilot inside, Obaday himself, was melted in the blue energy beam that shot into the sky, and the only relic was a high-end limited edition tie produced by Wilson.

He pursued wealth all his life, but in the end the wealth did not go with him...

Tony looked at the somewhat burnt tie in silence, feeling that he might have realized something, about the value of wealth, and where power should be used.

When he held a press conference the next morning, he threw away the speech prepared by Colson for him, which was the one that blamed the natural gas pipeline explosion.

He spoke directly to reporters:

"I'm Iron Man!"

.............................

"Beef beer, beef beer."

At this time, on the streets of New York, there was a blond young man carrying a My Little Pony schoolbag, watching the TV in the street window. He admired Tony's true nature.

Touching his chin and watching the reporters on the news asking Tony questions like crazy, he made a completely different determination.

He wants to make a lot of money, sleep with more women, become famous, and be more visible than Tony Stark.

However, after escaping from the orphanage, he had to steal all his food, and he had no education. He smuggled himself to Africa and became a young soldier. But not long after, the general fell, and the price of his successor could not be negotiated...

I can only sneak back to the United States.

What else can you do to make money now? Going to sell hot dogs or burritos on the street? Or deliver pizza to people?

At this time, a fat kid of seven or eight years old with a runny nose came over and tugged on his pants.

"You are the kind of person who is too poor to eat, right? I have a job for you, do you want to try it?"

"Huh? How do you know I can't afford to eat?"

The blond man had a strange look on his face, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his barely handsome face.

The little fat boy was well dressed and his fingers were as plump as sausages. He looked like a child from a wealthy family.

What about himself? The muscles are starved.

"Your pants fell off." The other party let go of his hand, and the blond man's pants really fell to the ground, revealing the strawberry shorts underneath: "My dad said that you are so poor that you can't even hold up your pants. Just use money to do things with this kind of people.”

"Oh? Your dad is very knowledgeable. Don't you, a rich young master like you, go out without a bodyguard?" The blond man knelt down to pick up his pants, pulled the fat man into the alley next to him: "Or do you want to give me a bodyguard? Work?"

"I threw them away. Some things are more suitable for strangers to do..." The little fat man wiped his nose and showed a smug smile: "I saw a girl in the class, but she didn't like it. Me, I plan to hire you to catch her, and I want her to kiss me."

As he spoke, he looked outside the alley. There was an elementary school over there. It was time for classes to end, and many students were walking on the street, which made the little fat man even more anxious.

"Hey...kid, your plan is a bit weird." The blond man scratched his head, squatted down and showed an evil smile: "But don't you want to go further?"

"???"

The fat boy didn't understand any adult advice at all. He just sniffed and waited for explanation.

The blond man let out an invincible and lonely sigh. He patted the little fat man on the shoulder: "I know there is a better partner than that girl, but let me tell you first, how much money do you plan to give me?"

"One hundred dollars." The little fat man easily took out a roll of Franklin from his pocket, took out one card, but still held more money in his hand.

The blond man licked his lips with his tongue and laughed strangely:

"Gaga...it's a deal. You wait for me here, and I'll find you someone better than a little girl."

As he said this, he motioned to the little fat man not to go away, and to find better goods. The little fat man smiled and rubbed his hands, wandering impatiently in the dark alley.

However, within five minutes, the blond man brought a woman with a figure like a pig.

She was dressed in extremely revealing clothes, and was probably over sixty years old. She wore makeup as thick as bulletproof, which made people think she was a monster with a black body and a white face, or a black artist mutated after overeating. prostitute.

"Boss, the good stuff is here!" The blond man ran to the little fat man with a smile, picked him up and stuffed him into the arms of the black aunt: "I asked, she has the best job in New York City! She is a human being An old senior that everyone admires, I finally managed to get her to come out."

This should not be a lie. This black woman is so fat that it is difficult to even walk. She is like a mountain of flesh. The piles of fat tremble like waves with every step. She blocks all the sunlight outside the alley. In the alley, A thick dark shadow was cast on the fat man's face.

Body odor mixed with bad breath, and the smell of low-quality tobacco and alcohol sprayed on the little fat man's face. The black aunt grinned, revealing a mouth full of black teeth caused by drug abuse.

"Is this the little boss you're talking about who wants to 'learn'?"

As she spoke, she also put a mark on the little fat man's face, and the lipstick mark took up half of his face.

The little fat man was stunned. Even though the saliva was flowing on his face, he had lost his ability to respond to the outside world and became like a dementia.

The blond man took out the roll of bills from the little fat man's pocket, and counted half of it with saliva, which was 500 yuan. He stuffed the money into his underwear, and stuffed the remaining half into the aunt's bra cup.

He smiled and said, "Yes, if you can suck out his soul, he will definitely thank you even more."

The black aunt smiled evilly when she heard this, and swiped her fat tongue across her thick lips: "Don't worry about this. I have been in business for more than 50 years and I have never had a customer say yes. Do you want to play with me, handsome guy? I think it's easier for you. .”

"Uh, no, I have to go buy groceries."

The blond man looked a little embarrassed. If it was an ordinary young lady, he would just have fun with it, but this kind of old-timer really couldn't bear it.

"Then next time, I'll wait for you, hehehehe..."

After saying that, the black aunt hugged the little fat man and left, as if she planned to find a quiet place with no one to start work.

Only then did the little fat man come to his senses, and he cried out: "No!!! I don't want this nanny! I want little Lily! My dad is Kingpin! You can't do this to me!"

Hearing Xiaopang's words, even the prostitute holding him hesitated. Jin Bin was not particularly powerful at this time, but he was still a well-known person on the road.

It's not worth dying for a few hundred dollars.

However, the blond man laughed at this time. He took out a cigarette and lit it: "Your father is Kingpin? Haha, do you know who I am?"

The little fat man was stunned for a moment and shook his head, with tears still on his face.

The blond man smiled even more happily. He pointed at the aunt and said, "Then do you know who she is?"

The little fat man still shook his head.

"Very good, you don't know, right? What I want is that you don't know! Enjoy it, little boss, and don't throw away your bodyguard again in the future. Thank you for meeting a good person like me, big brother, hahahaha... ..."

The blond man made a goodbye gesture, carried his small pink schoolbag, and ran away laughing.

A childish scream soon came from the alley, followed by a sound like a vacuum cleaner running, and some grunting.

But the blond man couldn't hear it anymore.

He was like a protagonist in a love movie, running among the crowds of people on the street with his chin raised, the sun shining on his face, which reflected the light of joy.

Helping a young boy get rid of his confusion is a good deed.

At the same time, this quick money allowed him to see where his future would be! How to make a fortune! That is to debut as a mercenary!

Congratulations, it's a win-win situation.

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