courier in movie world

Chapter 350 Hydra, long live!

After listening to Tony's words, the man with the scar opened his mouth wide, revealing a ferocious smile.

"Tony Stark, do you think I'm one of those low-level robbers?"

"The only thing I can see in your entire Stark industry is the enhanced serum. As for the rest, I can get them elsewhere, or even better!"

"Do you think you can get me some missiles and some junk to get rid of me?" As he spoke, the scarred man stood up.

"It seems that you haven't experienced enough pain..."

"Wait a minute!"

Tony hurriedly stopped and said, "I don't need to lie to you, I'm not far from death if I continue beating like this."

"A booster serum isn't worth my Tony Stark life!"

"You can take a look at this thing." He said and handed some papers to the man with the scar.

"I don't know what you intend to do with the enhanced serum." Tony looked around, "But depending on the environment you are in, it is more likely to be used as a weapon after all."

"If you use that thing to renew the life of some rich man, then pretend I didn't say it, and you can shoot me down right now!" Tony's eyes flashed.

The man with the scar sat down again, "You guessed it right, in my eyes, the only use of enhanced serum is to create strong enough soldiers."

"Tell me about your stuff."

Tony's eroticism eased a little, and he was obviously relieved. He won the bet.

"call……"

Adjusting his breathing, he continued.

"I can provide you with a set of simple and easy-to-control steel armor. Wearing this thing, anyone can turn into a super soldier, invincible and omnipotent!"

"Much stronger than the so-called enhanced serum!" Tony continued, pointing to the structure diagram on the blueprint.

This was the initial version he designed over a night.

Sure enough, only the extreme environment can stimulate a person's full potential.

In one night, Tony completed the workload that used to take at least half a month to complete. This dangerous environment made his brain highly excited and inspired continuously.

The man with the scar frowned, "Why haven't I heard of such a thing?"

"This is a new project that I have been developing for a while, and I haven't announced it to the public." Tony prevaricated.

"So, this thing can't be mass-produced yet?"

After flipping through the complicated markings on the drawing a few times, the man with the scar got a headache, and he was obviously a little impatient.

"The prototype machine has not been produced yet, but the various data have been adjusted almost, and it is almost time to do it."

The expression on Tony's face was calm and confident, "Just give me something, and I'll make one for you right here."

Looking at the dilapidated environment around him, Tony also lacked confidence.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, but right now he can only bite the bullet and go on. He can see that this group of people arrested him really just to strengthen the formula of the serum.

If you can't get what they want, you will definitely die!
"Are you kidding me?"

Dao Scar sneered and crumpled the paper in his hand.

"Inject him with a nerve agent, I don't believe he really didn't say anything!"

The nerve agent that the man with the scar said was a special toxin used to extract confessions by torture.It is very destructive to the human brain and nerves. After use, the injector will experience various side effects and neurological disorders. Basically, this person is completely abolished.

"Wait a minute, everything I said is true, killing me won't do you any good!"

Tony pointed to the electromagnet on his chest, "I'm injured all over now, and I have to use this thing to continue my life. I can't go anywhere! What I said is true or false, just try it and you will know!"

"Give me a chance, and I'll give you a chance, then you'll get something far more powerful than enhanced serum!"

A trace of hesitation flashed across the scarred man's face.

"Take care of him."

After speaking, he turned and left with Tony's hand-drawn design.

"It's done!"

Tony muttered softly, this is the limit of what he can do at present, no matter who is standing behind this scarred man, as long as he sees his design drawing, he will definitely choose to believe him.

Just because the designer of this thing is Tony Stark, the world's most prestigious weapons expert!

"Do you really want to make some steel armor for them?" Ethan asked hesitantly after the scarred man and the others left.

Tony gave a wry smile.

"Do I have any other options?"

Ethan sighed, "I don't know how many people will die..."

On the other side, after the door closed behind him, the man with the scar walked far down the cave and pulled out a satellite phone.

"General, he really doesn't know the formula of the enhanced serum. With Tony Stark's character, he will not lose his life for the so-called formula."

"Then kill it." A cold voice came from the opposite side.

"Wait a minute, General."

"Although he didn't have the formula for strengthening the serum, he gave me a copy of the latest steel armor technology."

"I think this thing is highly feasible, and it's totally worth a try! Shall I send you the blueprint now?"

"Alright." The voice on the phone hesitated for a moment before saying.

The scarred man hung up the phone, scanned the drawing into the computer, and sent it. Not long after, he received a call from the general.

"This thing has a rigorous structure, and it looks like the same thing, but it doesn't have a key energy core, it's just an empty shell."

"Damn bastard, he dared to lie to me!" The scar man growled, and the scar on his face writhed like a bug.

"You can't say that. If you hand over the energy core together, it will be worthless."

"Stark really is Stark, this Tony is as cunning as his father." The general explained softly.

"I will send someone to study the drawing. This should not be the final structural drawing. Isn't he planning to build a prototype? Give him the materials and let him do it."

"Steel armor of this size requires an energy source that is definitely a big problem, and it cannot be produced by a handcraft workshop. When the time comes, remember that he will not be provided with any weapons that can be used to load it."

"Even if he does create it, it will be nothing more than an empty shell!"

"Understood, General." The scarred man responded.

"Be careful lately. If there is nothing special, don't call me. Some people in the army don't want Stark to die. There are fighter jets surveying the area every day. Don't show off your flaws."

"I'll give you another 15 days at most. If you don't get what you want, kill that guy!"

The general finally ordered.

Before hanging up the phone, the scarred man seemed to have thought of something and asked aloud: "General, have you caught that green guy?"

"That's not what you should ask!" The general said coldly.

"I'm sorry, General!" The scarred man lowered his head and growled in an imperceptible voice: "Long live Hydra!"

"Hydera, long live!" The same oath came from the opposite side, and the communication was cut off.

The man with the scar turned around and walked deep into the cave.

(End of this chapter)