Time and Space Office of American Comics

Chapter 15 The Uncle and the Weapon

Caroline, who was being measured by the tailor brought by Tony, looked curiously at Mars and Tony who were sitting together, with gossip flashing in her eyes.

What is the relationship between these two?It looks so familiar.

However, it's really good that after such a long time, I actually have custom-made clothes again.

Caroline looked enchanted.

Looking at the tailor who made the size for herself, Caroline pressed her chest and couldn't help asking: "Do you need to make it bigger?"

The tailor looked up, smiled and said, "What? Are you going to have an operation? Or are you going to stuff two apples in?"

The corner of Caroline's mouth twitched slightly, she closed her mouth, and stood there obediently, letting her be measured.

Glancing at Caroline, Tony said, "This is the bartender?"

"En." Responding, Mars said, "How is it? It's not bad."

"That's right, she's a pretty girl, but her breasts are a bit small." Tony commented in a low voice, waved his hand at Happy standing at the door, and said, "Happy! Bring the things in!"

"Okay, boss!" Happy replied, and walked in with a black box.

After motioning for Happy to put it on the bar, Tony stepped back to Mars and said, "Let's have a look."

The tone is flat, but with a touch of pride.

Mars raised his eyebrows, opened it, and two pistols, one black and one white, came into view.

Comfortable!

This is Marrs' first impression of these two guns, they look like works of art, and they look very seductive.

And when he held it in the palm of his hand, the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

The appearance is very similar to the M1911 pistol, but it is different in some places. In addition to perfectly fitting the palm of his hand, the weight is also the weight he wants, no more, no less, especially the barrel that is much thicker than ordinary guns. It is to satisfy him.

"Fingerprint verification, location tracking, magnetic adsorption, and the power enhancement you want, as well as the magic patterns you want to add, I have also engraved them into the gun."

The magic pattern is the knowledge about the application of magic power when Mars traveled through time.

Mars tried to inject some magic power into the gun, and suddenly, the whole gun shone with a slight red light.

Seeing Mars nodded in satisfaction, and after dispelling the magic power, Tony said: "There are a few clips and some bullets on the second layer of the box. If you don't have enough, call me anytime. I'll ask Happy to give you Bring it."

Mars put the gun away and said, "Thank you, Tony, I am very satisfied."

"Ha!" Tony raised his chin and said, "Of course you have to be satisfied, this is from my hand."

The corner of Mars's mouth was slightly raised, but he didn't hit the opponent. He should be really satisfied with these two weapons, and asked, "Do you have a name?"

Tony pointed at the gun with a hint of a smile, and said, "Pay attention."

Mars looked carefully, and saw Stark's letters engraved on the body of the gun, and on the handle, there were patterns of a cat's head and a fox's head engraved respectively.

"A cat and a fox?"

"That's right!" Tony said proudly, "How about the black cat and the white fox?"

Mars nodded, covered the box, put it under the bar, and praised: "Very good, as expected of Stark."

The beard on Tony's lips was slightly raised, unable to hide his pride.

Seeing that Mars and Tony stopped talking, the meticulous tailor who was about to tidy up came over and said to Tony: "Mr. Stark, I have measured it."

Tony waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can leave now."

"Yes, sir! I'll do it as fast as I can."

Tony nodded and said to Mars, "You can call him directly for what clothes you want to make in the future."

"No problem." Mars replied, "But what about the phone?"

Rolling his eyes, Tony said, "Will I remember those meaningless numbers? When I go back, I'll ask Pepper to send it to you."

"Corrupt capitalism."

"You're enjoying convenience, too."

After a few seconds of silence, Tony suddenly said, "I heard movement in the kitchen, is there..."

"No, just a beautiful little cook."

"Beautiful little cook?" There was a trace of curiosity in Tony's eyes, and he looked at Caroline who was doing nothing, and suddenly whispered to Mars: "Could it be that you guy has been lucky recently?"

"Lucky?" Mars stared, and said, "Just kidding, I'm not lucky, it's my own charm!"

"Bullshit." Tony complained, "What charm does a barbarian wielding a big sword have?"

"Hehe." Mars smiled triumphantly, and said, "Don't be jealous, you weak chicken who always takes bodyguards with you when you go out."

The corner of Tony's mouth twitched.

"Also..." Mars suddenly pointed at Happy, and said, "Can you stop letting your bodyguard pick on my waiter?"

"Mars, is the guest here?" Xiaolan yelled, and walked out. When she saw Tony, she nodded her head very politely, and said to Mars, "Is this uncle a guest?"

Uncle! ?
Tony seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows, and he pressed his chest fiercely.

"Haha!" Mars nodded triumphantly, patted Tony on the shoulder, and said, "That's right, this 'uncle' is our guest."

"Bastard!" Tony slapped Mars's hand away, straightened his clothes, took off his sunglasses, walked towards Xiao Lan, and said magnetically in a voice that could fascinate thousands of women: "Tony S Tucker, nice to meet you, beautiful lady."

The youthful Xiaolan nodded and said, "My name is Xiaolan! Nice to meet you, Uncle Stark!"

"Pfft!" Mars couldn't help laughing out, "Hahahaha!"

Xiaolan is from another world, and she doesn't know Tony, a billionaire and genius inventor, and Tony has a beard. Even in terms of age, he is 20 years older than Xiaolan, a high school student. Xiaolan calls him uncle, He is so good!

"Haha!" Pointing at the shocked Tony, Mars said with a smile, "Tony, our little Lan is still in high school."

"High school?" Tony breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let me just say that my charm to adult women will not decrease."

"And..." Tony looked at Xiao Lan, and said helplessly, "If Xiao Lan doesn't mind, you can call me Mr. Stark, or Tony."

Xiaolan smiled shyly at Tony and nodded.

"Okay, Xiao Lan, let's have dinner." Mars pressed his belly and said, "I'm hungry."

"Okay, Mars, are you going to the restaurant?"

Mars said: "No need, just stay here, there are no guests anyway."

Hearing this, Tony patted his head weakly, looked at the bar with no customers, and said, "Sure enough, this investment is a bit of a failure."

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