Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 215 Departure, Mysterious Island
Twenty kilometers is not far away, and the caravan soon arrived in front of a classic American villa.

The small lawn in front of the door was neatly manicured, and a classic Ford SUV newly launched this year was parked in the middle, with the logo of a certain fire station on the body.

It can be seen that the owner's economic level is good, and he is a very hardworking person.

Lak quickly came to a conclusion based on the layout outside, and at the same time, there was a faint quarrel between two people in the attic.

Pushing open the window, a family of mini-aircraft flew over two big trees and stuck to the window of the third-floor attic.

The little boy who sent the message was Sean, who was packing his things, and the big Hank standing next to him was his stepfather.

The two are arguing about setting out to find the mysterious island.

Just when the two were about to start their hands, Tony controlled the aircraft to change the windows and scan the house.

Lak was furious. It was hard to watch the scene of a loving father and son being filial. Why did you suddenly change the channel:

"What are you looking for? Didn't Sean say that you found the location of the mysterious island? Just go up and ask if it's not right. With your financial ability, it's easy to catch."

"You don't understand this. Finding treasures is like solving a Rubik's Cube. It doesn't matter what the final result is. The thinking and decryption process in the middle is the most exciting."

No, I think the result is the most important thing. All the foreplay you prepare is to enter that deep and narrow cave.

"So, have you found the decryption formula?"

"Bingo, right in the heart."

Tony snapped his fingers and cheered. There were books stacked on both sides of the desk on the screen, and a white acrylic board was in the middle. Three sheets of paper torn from the books were stacked together to form an image of an island, with latitude and longitude written in the lower right corner.

Lark glanced up and recognized that they belonged to the three adventure novels next to him, namely Mysterious Island, Treasure Island, and Gulliver's Travels.

He remembered that he had seen three novels on the sofa yesterday, and he flipped through them out of curiosity, but...

"Where did the illustrations come from?"

Tony's secondary soul erupted, and he had been waiting for this moment for a long time:
"Since you asked sincerely, then I will tell you with great mercy. My genius brain, when I first received the signal, guessed that the answer was related to these three books, but the version on the market did not Illustration, so I guess, the signal is sent to a specific person, so..."

Tony gave a generous speech, bursting out the sense of anticipation accumulated for several days. After speaking, he raised his head slightly and opened his hands back.

Am I awesome 13, hurry up and praise me!

Compliment me quickly!
After waiting for a while without any movement, he quietly opened one eye:

Lak lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, the chat box switched back and forth between the three beauties, and his fingers crackled and flicked out afterimages.

Luo Ji was also playing with his mobile phone, and ordered his subordinates to expand the Prince's Mansion, and then let the empire next door send some beauties over.

He also worked hard for the royal gold card, trying his best to get the Asian region and the European and American regions for Lark.

If it doesn't work, he gritted his teeth and came from an alien planet to get two rare goods with pink skin.

Happy held a small tablet to communicate with Jarvis about the adventure supplies.

. . . . . .

So embarrassing!

Tony raised his hands up, pretending to stretch: very good, no one noticed the embarrassing situation just now.

He calmly put down his hands and started the RV to go home.

The map has been obtained, there is no need to go up to say hello.

In the attic, Hank, who had just returned from the navy, keenly noticed an afterimage flashing by the window. He reached out his hand to signal Sean to be quiet, walked to the window and looked out, and saw a small aircraft crossing the lawn and entering the road. In an RV next door.

"Sean, I will go to the mysterious island with you."

……

After a night of investigation, Hank did not find any clues about the RV, which made him more determined to go to the mysterious island with Sean.

By the way, bring your own wife.

The three of them got on the plane and headed for the South Pacific.

After a night of preparations, Lak also boarded the cruise ship and set off. Not to mention the luggage, he had prepared several fishing rods.

I've worked so hard to take care of my baby for so long, what's wrong with enjoying it!
Plus, Anglers never fly!

……

On the other hand, when Killian learned that his subordinates were wiped out, he did not hide immediately. Instead, as the chairman of Pioneer Technology, he asked his subordinates to contact Pepper.

There is a big business that wants to cooperate with Stark Industries.

He is very confident in himself, the helicopter group and the tough men have never seen his true face, and the terrorist leader Mandarin gave orders throughout the process.

Unless he blew himself up, no one would know that he did all of this.

It was well known that Pepper had not been a secretary for many years.

Then, Killian received a kind reply from the secretary, Winston, the vice president of Stark Industries:
At noon tomorrow, we will see you at the Stark factory.

When Killian received the reply, his little hands trembled in fright.

Winston used to be on the dark side and had the title of New York Killer Manager. The Killer Manager naturally meant that he ran the Continental Hotel.

But since the hotel was incorporated by Lark, his name has become: Dark Manager - dedicated to serving the Dark Knight.

Geography is no longer limited to New York.

Now the agent of Killing God replied in person, and of course he didn't dare to attend the appointment before he figured out the purpose.

From the heart, is a virtue.

However, life is like OOXX, you can't stop it just by saying it.

Tennessee, night, black as ink.

A manor on the outskirts was brightly lit, guards were brazenly patrolling with guns, and a vicious dog the size of a calf showed its fangs on both sides, with a fierce look on its face.

The camera is hidden in the dark, and the red light is staring at every move of the outside world.

In the villa in the middle, Killian sits at the dining table enjoying dinner, steak with red wine.

There are two people standing opposite each other. The one on the left is wearing sportswear, wearing glasses, and holding a notebook in his hand. His submissive appearance makes him easy to bully.

On the right is the complete opposite. He is a two-meter-tall bald man with dragon and tiger tattoos on his arms. He is the last person you want to meet on the street.

Killian drank his red wine and asked, "How is the matter going?"

It was just an ordinary question, but the man with glasses shuddered, as if facing a hail of bullets, but the words he said made people shudder:

"Boss, the subsidiary responsible for purchasing helicopters organized a team building. Unfortunately, the bus crashed into the sea while passing the cross-sea bridge, and all the people on board were spared."

"Very good, there are more."

"The second subsidiary shipped a batch of test bodies from Mexico in the name of recruiting workers, and they have already been sent to Experimental Base No. [-], ready to start experiments at any time."

After listening to the two reports, the bald man moved to the side imperceptibly.

He considers himself to have "killed countless people", and in the face of the death of dozens of people, he still cannot do so lightly.

Killian nodded approvingly, complimented him and let him go out.

It wasn't until the figure of the man with glasses disappeared into the room that the bald man let out a breath, organized his thoughts and reported to work:

(End of this chapter)