Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 31 Brother, She Won't Be Angry (Read More)
The next day.

The hand and meeting did not arrive, and the messenger from the high table came to the door first.

On the long table, Lark sat in the main guard in a suit, and Winston stood behind him with his hands tied in front of his chest.

Opposite is a black beauty with white complexion.

Business attire, high heels, tall, black hair draped over shoulders, full lips painted dark red lipstick.

Beside it was a black briefcase.

Do all high tables like to take this kind of dark wind?
The black beauty bent slightly, and said, "Mr. Stark, on behalf of the High Table, I would like to apologize to you for the incident on the bridge. The incident that night was purely accidental. We have taken down the person responsible. Please take a look."

The black suit behind him took a step forward, and put the wooden box in his hand on the table. It was square and dark red.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Cold-blooded and heartless high table.

The black suit was about to open when Lark interrupted:

"slow."

The black suit paused and looked at the black beauty.

"Mr. Stark?"

Lark pointed out the window: "The sun is shining, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Such a good weather cannot be destroyed. Take it back."

Hearing this, the black beauty was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, waved to the black suit, and said with a smile: "Mr. Stark is right, you should be in a good mood when the weather is good, Mr. Stark must like this little gift. "

The black beauty smiled and took out a red document from the briefcase, with the word New York printed on the cover.

Red represents the highest level of high table.

What I have struggled for for 20 years, Winston secretly sighed, quickly took it and put it in Luke's hands.

The document is very thin, only about three or five pages.

The content is very simple. It contains the contract documents of all branches of the High Table in New York, hotels, intelligence, scavengers, tailors, weapons, medical care, etc.

One of Winston's signatures in the hotel is impressively listed.

Accepting it means that all the above-mentioned divisions are out of the control of the high table and are owned by Lark alone.

Winston watched eagerly behind him.

Lak closed the document after reading it: "Tell everyone at the high table for me that I like this gift very much."

"It's not rude to come and go, I also have a document here, I hope you can take it back and pass it on to me,

Likewise, I'm sure those of you at the High Table will love it. "

Winston produced a document and placed it in front of her.

The task was completed, and the black beauty left gracefully. Just as she walked out of the hotel, there was a roar from the sky, and a golden and red streamer fell on the roof of the hotel.

After a long time, the black beauty looked away, got in the car and left.

"Boom!"

The battle armor superhero handsome landed, and Tony's annoying voice sounded:

"Student brother, come and take a look at your genius brother's new invention, the freshly baked Mark 1, it's time to throw away your outdated old guy."

Lak's brows twitched wildly. I am handsome, unrestrained, honest and reliable young man, how can I have such a poisonous tongue brother.

Do you want to pull him into a kiss... Open Howard's coffin and ask if he made a mistake.

Tony stepped forward and hugged Lak directly, and said cheaply: "Oh! Smell this fascinating smell of paint, it's exactly the same as the smell of the twins in the weekly magazine, it's intoxicating."

"You know, I've been..."

"Go to your uncle's paint smell, watch the trick!"

Unbearable, no need to endure.

With a roar, Lak stretched out his right foot and hooked the leg of the battle armor. Taking advantage of his loss of balance, his body bent slightly, his back muscles bulged, his arms tensed and grabbed the metal arm, and made a gorgeous over-the-shoulder throw.

"boom!"

The smoke is everywhere,

The battle armor is embedded in the ground.

today's wind,

so big;

rooftop,

so cold;

Just now,

what happened?
300 kg, can be lifted with bare hands?

"Jarvis, update Lark's note: violent madness."

"Uh... good boss."

"Crack!"

Tony stood up and patted his buttocks, rubbed his chin with his right hand, and looked around Lak pretending to be nonchalant, and the data kept popping out from the mask:

"Tsk tsk, the bone density is four times that of ordinary people, the muscle strength is 4.2, and the body strength is 4.5; it is almost catching up with Captain America back then."

"Instead of cheapening the army's crap, how about letting me dissect it and study it?" Tony joked as the mask popped up.

After announcing the closure of the weapons manufacturing department, the military immediately had a new baby, Hammer Industries, and they ignored him.

Hmm... I like this name. Like the federal police, they always arrive last.

Lak let out a cold "heh", turned around and left: "You're thinking about farting."

"Hey, it seems that the other battle armor I made can only be given away, and I don't know if Happy's body can fit it in." Tony looked up at the sky, as if talking to himself.

The actual eyes secretly stared at a certain figure.

"1, 2..."

"Oh, I said why the weather is so good today. It turned out that my dear brother sent a gift." Lak turned around, walked quickly to Tony, grabbed his hand on his chest, and said in a little daughter gesture:

"Brother, if you give me a gift, Pepper won't be angry if he finds out!"

wink.

……

Luke: Ugh...

Tony: Ugh...

Winston who just walked to the rooftop: Ugh...

"you're disgusting."

"Every other, what about the battle armor you are talking about."

"arrive."

Looking up, Stark No. [-] landed on the roof, and the wind pressure caused Lark's clothes to rattle.

The hatch opened, and a black figure sprang out, circling around Lak, rubbing his big head on his legs.

It's Big Cat, one of Ah Bao's harem group,

Lark called for help.

Ah Bao was so annoying in the morning that he couldn't sleep because of the noise.

Now the big cat is here, see if you can't get up in the morning, hum!
After enjoying the festive meal, the big cat flicked its tail and ran to the elevator without hesitation.

"Hey, the world is going down, and the leopard's heart is not old."

Rucker sighed and turned to board the plane.

Inside the cabin lay a box 3 meters long and 1.5 meters wide, with a pair of pitch-black armor under the transparent glass cover.

The shape is tough, with sharp edges and corners, and the edges are outlined with red lines, showing a trace of blood in the solemnity.

I don't know why, but Lak has a special liking for black, just like tofu, he always only eats salty, soy milk must have sugar and so on.

Tony knocked on the glass cabinet and said frivolously, "You have a new toy, do you want to go out and try it out?"

Luke arrived in time, Ethan did not die, he is still in a cynical state of mind.

Not "Iron Man".

Jarvis released a projection in the cabin. According to the news, a group of terrorists who called themselves the Ten Rings attacked a certain village and killed many people.

Now the name "Ten Commandments Gang" is well-known in the world, and countless "manual laborers" regard it as a role model, and they are proud to call themselves "Ten Commandments Gang members".

Lark rolled his eyes: "Forget it, those terrorists aren't enough for your teeth, so I won't join in the fun."

That's right, except that tanks are a little deterrent to armor, the AKs in other people's hands are fire sticks.

I can only hear it.

Sure enough, the evening news began to report that an iron man fell from the sky and beat the shit out of those terrorists.

How many women and children have been rescued and so on.

It seemed that he had experienced the thrill of saving the world. For the next half month, streamers flew over New York every day.

Lark was not idle either. On the one hand, he asked Winston to rectify the forces left behind by the high table, and save the chaff and chaff.

Still the same sentence, working as an assassin only earns a few dollars a year.

At the same time he released a lot of pigeons around the hotel.As long as ninjas come and go, there will always be a day when they will be caught.

You guard against people and surveillance, not even birds, right?
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