Chapter 62

Afghanistan, the base of a terrorist organization.

Looking at the cutie that was just completed and glowing white after being powered on, Dr. Ethan murmured, "It's not like the Jericho missile."

Tony Stark was obviously relieved, staring at the little thing and said: "It's a small ark reactor. There is a bigger one in my hometown that generates electricity for my factory, and it can prevent shrapnel from entering my heart."

Ethan didn't know much about this, but he knew that in order to absorb the shrapnel in Mr. Stark's body, there must be enough power to maintain the electromagnetic field, so he asked, "How about the power generation capacity?"

Tony replied: "Three billion joules per second, if I'm not mistaken."

Ethan was stunned for a moment, and was stunned by the number: "This is enough for you to live 50 times."

Tony couldn't see the slightest joy on his face: "Yeah, maybe a quarter of an hour is enough for a big guy."

He turned around, picked up a stack of blueprints that had already been drawn, and said softly: "Next, we will use the current materials to manufacture this big guy. It may take 1-2 months, and we will rely on this when we go out."

Ethan looked at the complicated structural diagram on the blueprint, his face full of doubts: "What is this?"

"Let's flatten it out," Tony said.

Ethan spread out the drawing, which seemed to be a cool mecha similar to Gundam, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's amazing... God bless, those terrorists have enough patience."

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A US military base in Afghanistan.

A plane parked on the tarmac, and Coulson and Melinda stepped out.

The person who greeted them was a thin black colonel.

"Agent Coulson, Agent May."

A smile appeared on the black colonel's stern face: "I'm Rhodes... After waiting for so long, you are finally here!"

"Something is delayed."

Coulson took off his sunglasses and asked with a smile, "Colonel Rhodes, I heard that you also bought shares in Stark Industries?"

"Not a lot." Melinda said, and then silently added in her heart:
"It's 10 times mine... The salary of a U.S. colonel is not much higher than mine. Where does this guy get so much money? He is the director of the U.S. Army's Weapons Development Department, and he is also a middleman between Stark Industries and the U.S. military. He has worked for so many years , How much oil and water did you swallow?"

The smile on Colonel Rhodes' face froze instantly.

He coughed and spoke righteously: "Mr. Stark is an important partner of the military and also my friend. I must find him. The 100 billion order from Stark Industries and the Ministry of Defense is still waiting for him to complete! "

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Azeroth specialty store.

After breakfast, Lao Wang took out the eternal water bottle and took a sip, handed it to Skye, and asked, "How are the people you asked to check?"

Skye took it, carefully dripped a drop into his mouth, and quickly drank a whole glass of water before handing the bottle to Old Wang:

"There are tens of thousands of Alexandras in the United States, and it takes at least a week to check. Murakami, Botu and Suwanda are even more difficult to check, and Murakami's apprentice Yoshioka Nobu, they are not in the United States. The female apprentice of Botu 'Colleen Wing' found out, she has a dojo, right here in Manhattan."

Lao Wang took the eternal water bottle, grabbed Skye's hand and rubbed it, a burst of true energy entered his body, nodded and said:
"Karin Wing's dojo trains young people and sends fresh blood to the Hand. Monitor her, and through her, you should be able to find Botu. What about Wilson Fisk and the RAND Corporation?"

"Wilson Fisk, this name is also very common. If you only count Hell's Kitchen, there is no information about this person."

Feeling the hot zhenqi coming into the body, warming the whole body and touching some important parts, Skye couldn't help moaning, his face was flushed, and his breathing began to be heavy:
"The Rand Corporation is very clean... Well, the cleaner it is, the more abnormal it is...Ah, I plan to monitor the executives' mobile phones and computers... Well, it will take time... Hey..."

Is that so... Lao Wang let go and touched his chin.

Wilson Fisk, known as the "Golden Pin", has been working with the Hand, but in a weak position.

He is mysterious, and the only characteristic is his appearance.

He is tall, about two meters tall, 90% of his body is muscle, and his body fat rate is terribly low. He weighs a full two hundred kilograms. He is a white man with a bald head and strong combat effectiveness. He basically belongs to the level of Daredevil and Punisher.

I'm bald, and I'm stronger—

In the Marvel universe, as long as you are bald, you are not easy to mess with, and Jin Bin is one of the best.

He is a super villain with ideals, morality, culture, and pursuit. Although his personal strength is not very good, he has a good brain. In the future, he will be able to establish an underworld empire and become an underworld emperor.

Of course, he is still on the rise in his career now, and his power and status are average, even inferior to Mrs. Gao, one of the five fingers of the Hand.

Such a person is easy to deal with, and...

Good control.

The Rand Group is a long line, related to Kunlun and Iron Fist, related to future planning, and there is no rush for now.

Lao Wang was more concerned about the other people: "Where are the scientists?"

"Pim Hank was kicked out of Pym Technology by his daughter and the most proud student. He sulked at home and studied quantum mechanics. The other three haven't been found yet." Skye took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked The blush on her face faded a bit, and her heartbeat also slowed down.

She could clearly feel that her physical fitness had improved a bit, and it would further improve with the digestion and absorption of the essence wine and Lao Wang's true energy throughout the next day.

Not to mention women, even professionally trained and strong men are inferior to her in terms of strength alone.

Of course, it is still far behind Old Wang. She tried, but she couldn't break free, so she could only be manipulated by others...

Old Wang was slightly taken aback.

Fitz and Simmons are not well-known, and SHIELD will definitely help tamper with the information, so it is normal that it is difficult to check.

Reed Richards, one of the smartest people in the Marvel universe, can't find it?
Is there no such person in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, or...

Related information is also hidden?
Forget it, don't care about it for now.

"king."

Skye suddenly stared at Lao Wang with burning eyes: "The stock price of Stark Industries has not moved for two days, and it has fallen to the lowest point in 20 years. Do we want to..."

"buy."

Old Wang knocked on the table, proudly: "How much money do we have left? Buy it all!"

"Okay!" Skye hurried to operate.

Since Old Wang asked her to pay attention to the stock price of Stark Industries, she has been studying the stock market. Although she has made little progress, she at least knows how to do it.

Skye calculated carefully:

There is still a lot of money from selling essence wine. Although I bought a lot of things in the past two days, the big head is still there. Including my small coffers, there is a total of 312 US dollars and 8469 cents left, and the change is kept. All others bought shares of Stark Industries.

Anyway, the small shop continues to operate, and the daily revenue is quite a lot, enough to eat, so you don't have to worry about it.

Lao Wang said, you can make a profit without losing money!
But this is not much money!
The stock of Stark Industries is very expensive, and it is impossible to buy a few shares.

Otherwise, let Lao Wang make dozens of jars of essence wine, and just drop two drops of real essence wine into it. Others don't know what the content is, and they can make a lot of money selling it to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Good things, don't worry about not selling them!

"Excuse me, who is Miss Skye?"

Suddenly, a slightly honest voice sounded.

Skye looked up and saw two people walking in.

A chubby blond man with natural curly hair, and a handsome young man with short black hair wearing sunglasses and holding a walking stick.

It's a pity to be blind at such a young age... Skye sighed secretly, and quickly said, "I am, do you need any help? We don't sell guide dogs here."

"I'm Fudge Nelson and he's my friend, Matt Murdoch."

Fudge was all smiles and rubbed his hands: "Well, didn't you say that the Azeroth Specialty Store needs legal counsel? Here we come!"

(End of this chapter)

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