Sentinel

Chapter 137 Birthday Party
In New York at night, Tony drove his red sports car as usual, preparing to return to the seaside villa.

He returned from a trip to Monaco, and his anxious mood relaxed a little bit. Although the problem of palladium poisoning has not been solved, and there are a lot of troubles in Stark Industries, Tony just wants to fulfill his dream while he still has time, such as Hold the Stark Industries Expo, or usher in a new era of energy.

"This way at least someone will remember me." Tony's muttering died away with the wind.

But the most troublesome thing is that he has recently annoyed Pepper. The secretary who is usually caring always has a cold face now, as if she doesn't like to talk to her.

"I hope Little Pepper won't cry too badly by then."

Putting his hands on the steering wheel, Tony fantasized about his funeral. Rhodes would definitely come over and say some touching and mourning words; Pepper, who knew the truth, might burst into tears, complaining why he didn't find out earlier; Those old guys, probably will open champagne to celebrate...

Mr. Stark, who was thinking wildly, calculated silently, and finally found sadly that besides Rhodes and Pepper, he really didn't have many friends.

"Ahem... a genius is always lonely." After a moment of silence, Tony could only use this reason to comfort himself.

The wind whistled through the car windows, the city lights illuminated like dark night, and the engine of the red sports car roared. Feeling the pleasure brought by the speed, Stark smiled. Only in this way can he truly understand Experience the freshness of life, in order to resist the imminent death.

The scenery on the expressway was fleeting, and Tony, immersed in the speed of the wind, inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye. He involuntarily let go of the accelerator pedal, pulled over and gradually slowed down.

"Look, isn't this a great New York genius? Are you being robbed by gangsters? They didn't even leave you money for a taxi. It's really unprofessional."

Sean heard these yin and yang words, ignored Tony's sarcasm, and jumped in with one hand on the car door.Arguing with this dude is a waste of time, and he doesn't want to be caught by the paparazzi, or tomorrow there will be "Umbrella founder running naked on the highway" or "New York genius doing performance art" Kind of false news.

Ever since the Daily Horn reported on Watsonton's scandal, those tabloid reporters have followed suit and often used exaggerated headlines to attract attention. , was quoted by third-rate tabloids with ulterior motives as "Shocked! The famous superhero is so weak!".

Although Reed later explained that the rubber-like body does not cause trouble to normal life, and it is not as dirty as everyone thinks, it is still made up by many people as dirty jokes and circulated around.

"Take me to Long Island." Sean leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.

The conversation with Gu Yi made him feel exhausted rarely. Compared with the supreme mage who often roams the river of time and space, he is inferior in strength and wisdom.

This also sounded a wake-up call in his heart. Even if he formed an alliance with the professor and defeated Magneto, there is still a long way to go. strong point.

"I'm not your driver." Tony curled his lips, glanced at the frowning young man sitting next to him, and stopped talking.

Aside from subjective emotions, he has a good impression of Sean. He neither lacks ability nor has an outstanding mind. He is not a waste material like Justin Hammer at all-of course, this is only an objective point of view.Just thinking about this guy dancing with his arms around Pepper makes Tony regret why he stopped the car, took a photo and sent it to the newspaper, bought a newspaper tomorrow morning, and then made a phone call to laugh about it, which is what he should do.

"This is not the direction to Long Island." Sean, who closed his eyes and rested for a while, looked at the tree-lined roads on both sides, which seemed to be the way to Stark's mansion.

"There is a party tonight, and a group of people are waiting. As the protagonist, I can't be late!" Tony said lazily.

Sean was thoughtful. He looked at the black blood vessels on the playboy's neck. Even without a blood tester, he could know that the palladium toxin was eroding the opponent's body.

"Really stop thinking about it? Get a top doctor to do surgery, get the shrapnel out of your body, just stop using that gadget, maybe when you're 80, you can still have a party with a bunch of swimsuit girls What."

Tony shook his head, his eyes determined, Iron Man was an integral part of his life, and no one could make him give up.

"You don't understand this feeling." He patted the ark reactor on his chest, "That kind of powerful feeling of flying into the sky and hiding from the ground, omnipotent, it was the first time I tried to use my own power to help others, this is what I feel. A life to chase, even if it's short."

The dazzling headlights are like sharp swords, illuminating the dark tree-lined path. In the distance, the seaside villas standing on the edge of the cliff can be seen in the distance, and the noisy sound waves can be faintly heard.

"What, it's a pity that the great Iron Man is about to die?" Tony tilted his head, with a smug smile on his face.

The silent Xiao En shook his head and said: "I was just thinking, after you leave this world, as a former collaborator, I might go to comfort Miss Potts who is immersed in grief - don't thank me, this is what I should made."

Tony's smiling face immediately froze. If he hadn't been holding the steering wheel, he would have strangled this malicious bastard to death with both hands!
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Kathmandu, Kama Taj.

Gu Yi returned to his residence, the light of the hanging ring was flickering, the magic circle splashed by sparks dissipated without a trace, and his eldest disciple Mo Du stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard.

"How was the trip to New York?" Modu, who was a disciple of the Supreme Master, asked.

There are many mages practicing in seclusion in Karma Taj, but only Modu has truly obtained the inheritance of the ancient one.Everyone else sees him as the next Sorcerer Supreme.

"I met an interesting guy." The bald mage smiled, and she walked under the night with her hands behind her back. "Among the many timelines, I can't see his future."

"Didn't you say that it is a soul from another world, maybe he will not appear in the future." Modu said softly.

He has studied magic with the Supreme Master for many years and practiced in seclusion. He has never had any doubts about this great wise man who saved himself from the mundane.

"No, I saw some fragments in the long river of time and space. He is one of the biggest variables, which is why I chose to let it go."

Gu Yi sighed and looked up at the vast starry sky. She was very nostalgic for the beauty of the world, but she couldn't stop the coming of death.

Quietly walking into the depths of the hall, the Eye of Agamuda was enshrined on the stage, and under the shell of heavy magic, a dark green gem shone brightly.

"Will he become a threat to this world?" Gu Yi asked softly, but no one in the hall responded.

The supreme mage stretched out his hand to the Eye of Agamuda, and when he was about to touch it, he quickly retracted it, as if unwilling to use this powerful magic weapon again.

"That's a predator and conqueror full of desires. I shouldn't pin my hopes on him... But otherwise, how can we prevent future crises?" The hesitation in his eyes lasted for a moment, and then dissipated immediately.

Gu Yi left with his arms folded, the dark green gem dimmed, waiting for the arrival of the next supreme mage.

　ps: Ahem, I haven’t asked for tickets for a while. Although I’m not very good at updating, I still have to give tickets~
　　By the way, the book friend group: 324608437, there are very few people at present, readers are welcome to come and sit often (｀ω)
　　
　
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