The knight passing by Marvel

Chapter 105 Stark Looking for New Energy

The narrow roads in Brooklyn are crowded with cars coming and going, the rusty elevated railway stands on the street, and the commuter trains rumble and whistle with the voice of people, forming a very distinctive city symphony.

Greer rode a motorcycle and shuttled rapidly through the gap of only one or two meters between vehicles. He drove at a speed of [-] mph on the road with a speed limit of [-]. Commuter trains running on rails are slow.

At such an ultra-high speed, no matter cars, pedestrians, street lights, or green plants, they were quickly thrown behind, causing passers-by to turn their heads to look at this 'crazy' motorcycle.And Daisy in the back seat hugged Greer's waist tightly, fearing that she would be thrown off, her whole body was almost attached to Greer's back.

When she first rode Greer's motorcycle, Daisy still tugged on Greer's clothes very reservedly, but after the motorcycle started, she quickly hugged Greer.The motorcycle is like a greedy snake that speeds up twenty times, and shuttles rapidly between the vehicles. It can scare a person to death. Compared with other things, life is obviously more important.

Holding Greer's waist tightly, the elbow of Daisy's right arm slid down slightly, touching the imperial riding belt around her waist. Even through the down jacket, she could still feel the hard touch, but Daisy Touch and leave, as if accidentally touched.

'squeak! There was a screeching sound of friction between the tires and the road, and the motorcycle came to a steady stop. Daisy breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like she was alive after a catastrophe, let go, got off the motorcycle, and Seeing a black business car parked in front of Uncle Jimmy's Hotel, it doesn't look like a bargain.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he saw a fat man with his back to the door, struggling with the food on the table with his head down, as if he hadn't eaten for a few days.Daisy just glanced at the guests out of the corner of her eye and walked straight in, but Greer, who was walking behind Daisy, frowned slightly, feeling that this back was quite familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

When walking past this person, Greer slightly turned his head and took a look. It turned out to be Happy Hogan, Stark's driver and bodyguard whom he had met in Stark's villa in Los Angeles last time. .

When Happy heard the footsteps beside him, he also happened to raise his head, met Greer's eyes, hurriedly threw away the spoon, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, stood up and said, "Mr. Rusov, We meet again, remember me?"

"Yeah!" Greer nodded, the three Iron Man movies are such a big fat man, can you not remember it?Before he could speak, Greer hurriedly said: "You continue to eat first, I'll go upstairs to put the food away, and then we'll leave."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Daisy and walked towards the stairwell, lest this guy say 'Mr. Stark's invitation', which is absolutely unrelated to civilians.

Daisy was pulled forward by Greer, turned around, glanced at the fat man who sat down to eat fried rice again.Except for going to school, Greer spent most of her time at home watching TV and playing games. Her social circle couldn’t be smaller. She knew everyone Greer knew, but she had never seen this fat man before. Isn't it someone I knew before?

In the stairwell, Daisy asked curiously as she walked up, "Who is he? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"Uh" Greer hesitated for a moment, and immediately said as if nothing had happened: "The landlord of the house I rented before, talk to me about the compensation for damage to the house."

"Oh!"

Put the things back in the room, and when I went downstairs, Happy had already finished eating, and was sitting on a chair, looking around at the 'exotic' decorations, and when Greer came down, he stood up and looked Looking at his watch, it was already [-]:[-], and he asked, "Can we leave now?"

"Ok!"

Happy took out a banknote from his wallet, pressed it under the plate, walked out of the restaurant, started the luxury car, and drove towards the villa area where rich people gathered on the outskirts of Twisting.

Until the sun slanted to the west, the vehicle stopped in front of a villa as large as Stark's villa in Los Angeles. It was also built on a cliff facing the sea, and a wide road was cut out along the ridge. The road is only three meters long, and there are bottomless abyss on both sides. It can be said that one man guards the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it. It is estimated that the cost of this road can build dozens of hundreds of villas.

This time when entering the villa, there is no inspection, and there are not so many bodyguards. Thinking about it, they all have steel suits. With so many bodyguards, I really don't know who is protecting whom.

Walking into the villa, he came to the living room like a small square. Stark sat on the sofa. In front of him was a virtual projection device with a size of hundreds of square meters. One by one, Stark frowned tightly, staring at the virtual projected parts one by one, raising his hand to fiddle with the parts from time to time.

Seeing this, Happy immediately stretched out his arm and stood in front of Greer, whispering: "Mr. Stark is thinking, don't make a sound, it will disturb him."

Greer looked up at Happy, thinking: "No wonder this fat man can become Stark's confidant, and he has been a confidant for 30 years. Loyalty is one aspect, and he is familiar with Stark's various habits."

It took about seven or eight minutes for Stark to 'wake up' from deep thought. With a quick wave of his hand, he dismantled the parts he had been fiddling with in his hand, pulled out a few small and delicate bolts and rivets, and threw them into the recycle bin.

Only then did Happy stepped forward, and said softly, "Mr. Stark, Mr. Russov is here."

Stark then turned his head, saw Greer standing there, and clapped his hands: "Jarvis, there are guests coming, clean up."

"Okay, sir!"

Jarvis's gentle voice sounded all around, the virtual projection of the steel suit disappeared instantly, and the brightness of the lights in the living room also increased. Stark picked up the wine glass on the small table next to him, and casually pointed to the sofa next to him : "Sit down, would you like something to drink?"

Greer walked over and sat down, shook his head and said, "No need, what's the matter? It's getting dark, and I have to go back."

"Good boy!" Stark said, put the cup aside, and shouted: "Jarvis, play file 5436!"

Following Stark's words, the wall opposite the two began to play images like a big screen. What appeared was the Qianying that Greer had given, the record of the wind tunnel flight experiment, the hardness level of the material, etc. But there is no vital data such as internal structure and material analysis.

"What energy is it powered by?"

As soon as Stark's question was uttered, Greer knew what was going on. It is estimated that Stark is now facing the problem of palladium poisoning and is looking for a catalyst for the Ark reactor that can replace palladium.

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