The Reincarnation Passing by Marvel

Chapter 107 Split
Listening to what Wang Lun said, Tony Stark kept walking, but his brain entered the "long test".

He is analyzing the feasibility of this matter from a technical point of view.

On the contrary, he didn't think of many illusory things all at once, like Wang Lun, who used a hammer to the east and a hammer to the west.

Soon, Tony Stark's thinking had an answer.

The answer is: not difficult.

Although he is not an expert in this field, Tony Stark also came into contact with a lot of medical knowledge through self-study and other methods during the period of palladium poisoning. He is not ignorant of the human body.

In addition, Saiyan Technology has integrated multiple resources, and its main research direction is the medical system. At present, it can be said that it has a large number of talents and a luxurious lineup.

It's just a frozen recovery operation, Tony Stark doesn't believe it's hard to get them.

Otherwise, they will not only be sorry for their salary, but also overdraw their vitality in the industry.

With the answer, Tony Stark said: "No problem, this time just let Saiyan Technology participate.

By the way, for this aspect of your identity, think about it, should you also expose it? "

"Wait, don't release them all at once, or the journalists will be bored."

Tony Stark laughed: "It's the first time I feel that you take the initiative to do something."

"That's what I said. Didn't I take the initiative before?"

"No, no, maybe my Chinese is not good enough to describe it accurately.

However, feeling is a wonderful thing. When you are involved and actively participate in something, the feeling is different. "

"Gossip, Tony, you have to remember, you are a scientist."

"Well, I had a sense of accomplishment at first... Cough... Closer to home." He coughed lightly.

"I asked Jarvis to send the project to Saiyan Technology. Before their plan comes out, let's find out Ivan Vanke and his group first."

"Are you here? Then I'm here."

Wang Lun appeared next to Tony Stark, before he had time to change clothes.

"Do you want to notify SHIELD?"

Tony Stark asked as he took off the Mark V.

"My opinion is to kill them all, once and for all, it will save you from being missed all day long."

Wang Lun sat cross-legged in the air and said.

"I know you don't want to do that.

However, if people are handed over to S.H.I.E.L.D., they will also research and develop weapons, and even turn them around one day to deal with us. "

"No, I mean Hydra is involved, they are more professional in terms of interrogation."

Tony Stark explained: "Guilty first, then punishment. I know the procedure of legal justice very well. You don't have to worry about it."

He opened his arms, and while wearing the Mark VI with the mechanical device, he said: "After becoming Iron Man, I did a lot of murders without trial, and maybe I'm used to having blood on my hands.

How do you say that word?

Pedantic? "

Wang Lun heard Tony Stark's words, a bit like self-deprecating.

He looked at him unexpectedly.

Tony Stark's face was covered by a metal mask, only to hear him continue:

"What if one day I let the greatest tragedy happen to me again because of pedantry and so-called compassion?

That day, don't pity me. "

"..."

Wang Lun looked at his cold eyes (mask), which were long and narrow, and shone coldly.

The flesh-and-blood Tony Stark has once again become the majestic Iron Man.

One is a warm person, and the other is a cold machine.

Maybe Tony Stark separates himself from Iron Man too much?

"Okay." Wang Lun nodded seriously.

"Set off."

……

New York, Queens, an abandoned warehouse.

The warehouse looks empty on the surface, even the ceiling is broken, and the ground is full of potholes. Except for the rusty scrap iron piled in one corner, it seems that even mice don't want to visit here.

However, open the secret door.

In a large-scale basement full of traces of modern technology, there is an endless stream of hurried footsteps.

"Hurry up!"

Someone is urging.

Someone is running.

Many people in different costumes are busy with the work at hand, and it seems that the time is extremely tight.

But there was also one, who seemed to behave very differently from the others.

He has a separate, spacious single room with a bed, a workbench, and even a dining table.

He sat in front of the workbench with a toothpick in his mouth, leisurely humming a tune in a small language that no one could understand.

The ten fingers of both hands tapped on the keyboard non-stop, and rows of command lines were entered into the computer by him.

On his shoulder, a white-haired parrot hooked its beak like a scimitar from time to time, and pecked out something from his long gray hair that he didn't bother combing.

He is Ivan Vanke.

Ivan Vanke was not satisfied with the weapons he built.

He turned his head, and a video was playing on a computer screen next to him.

Thirty times slower, more details emerge, intuitively, but also disappointingly.

"Perhaps I don't have the talent for weapon manufacturing?" Ivan Vanke thought to himself mockingly.

He turned his head and continued to catch up with the progress.

During this period of time, the imitation Iron Man armored robot produced by Hammer Industries has been completely transformed into another set of technology after modification.

It also includes: a batch of new models produced successively after the adjustment of the production line - equipped with the Ark reactor, specially supplied to the steel soldiers of the US military.

On the surface, the control of these armed forces is in the hands of Justin Hammer, but in fact, Ivan Vanke has long been prepared-with a few more codes, they will change hands.

Enter the last command line, press Enter, and the background will start running.

Only then did Ivan Vanke sneer and glanced outside the door.

Justin Hammer, with great ambition and talent, seeks skin from a tiger.

I'm afraid, now that you're so flustered that you even need a dog's legs to support you when you walk, right?
Ivan Vanke speculated maliciously.

"Shhhhhh..."

He teased the parrot with his fingers and whistled, feeling very happy.

……

Washington, D.C

It is less than 7 kilometers away from the SHIELD headquarters, in a community near the Library of Congress on Capitol Hill.

"You lied to me, you said you went to Tony Stark to talk about cooperation, is this the way?"

Pointing to the news broadcast on TV, Maya Hansen asked.

"Don't get so excited."

Aldrich Killian sat on the brown fabric sofa in the living room, casually picked up the grapes from the fruit basket on the coffee table, and ate them one by one.

When spitting out grape skins, he said: "As a private equity company, I can't refuse the investor's request."

"I think you didn't refuse at all, did you?"

"Don't talk like that."

　The new year is here, I wish you all good health, good luck, happiness, and good health for your family.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)