Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 4 Climb for Master (Internal investment has passed, please rest assured to invest)

The black boots stepped on the stairs, and the red liquid slid and pooled along the toes.

When the light came down, Lark's shadow was drawn into a long strip.There was no sound above, and the villa suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

call!call!call!
At the stairway, Lak stretched out his head and scanned quickly, his pupils shrank and he squatted down suddenly.

Hey!
Da da da da!
"Surprise Mother fuc***, hahahaha."

On the second floor, the last security guard fired wildly with a machine gun.The expensive solid wood floor was ruthlessly shredded, and sawdust mixed with gravel was flying all over the sky.

Seeing that the enemy was suppressed, he stepped forward to pursue the victory, and his strong body pressed the bullets into a line:

"Bastard, come out if you have the guts, da da da da da."

"Aren't you very fierce just now, why are you so cowardly now, da da da..."

The security guard pushed forward, the stairwell was turned into ruins by the raging firepower, his face was flushed.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The bullet hit behind him and splashed mud spots, and Lak rushed out of the villa with his head in his arms, and lay down behind the flower bed.

"Huhuhu..."

Lakla opened the mask and took a deep breath. Cold sweat came out one after another. The clothes were quickly soaked and stuck to the skin.

so horrible.

The location of the security station happened to be in a blind spot for monitoring, and Jarvis couldn't see it, and he didn't expect that old guy Obady to hide a heavy firepower.

The body armor on him is unstoppable.correct……

Rucker groped his body with his hands, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't find the hole in the gun.

"Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have fallen into a box."

Before he could catch his breath, the siren sounded faintly in his ears, and Jarvis reminded:

"Sir, the police have already rushed this way and are expected to arrive in 4 minutes. You have to speed up."

Manhattan is a wealthy area, and there are police officers patrolling 24 hours a day. After an accident, it is required to arrive at the scene within 5 minutes.

The villa area is obviously on a higher level.

"Fuck" Lak cursed angrily. The reason why he sneaked around was because he didn't want to be exposed, and now his plans have been disrupted.

He quickly looked around and saw no security guards, and the gunfire stopped.

"Sir, he is squatting in the leftmost room on the second floor, you can throw mines." Jarvis reminded at this time.

"Trust me again."

Lak touched the left side of the villa along the flower bed, and he saw a window. He held three grenades in his right hand and a gun in his left hand. After pulling the trigger, he quickly threw them out.

"Crack."

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The glass shattered, and the grenade fell into the room in a beautiful arc in the air. Lark lowered his head and opened the panel.

boom! boom! boom!
"Energy value +1"

"Balance: 9.9 energy value"

It's time to explode!
Lark closed the panel and rushed into the villa. The most important thing now is to get rid of Obaday, otherwise it will not be easy to catch him next time.

Second floor, study.

The door kicked open with a "bang", and Lark glanced across the room, but did not see Obady's figure.

"Jarvis, find him."

The light emitted from both sides of the helmet scans 360 degrees, and a prompt pops up on the screen after a while:

"Sir, there is a secret room behind the bookshelf on the left, you can see it when you open it."

Hearing this, Lak sneered and walked to the bookshelf, pulling his hands hard.

Hurrah!boom!

The utensil fell down, revealing the silver metal door embedded in the wall behind it, with the control panel on the right and the word MARS in the lower left corner.

"...soft jazz..."

There was a golf putting trainer on the ground. Obadai held the golf ball with both hands, slightly bent his knees, and waved his hands lightly after a couple of attempts.

Snapped!
The white ball rolled forward, jumped up the small slope and entered the hole steadily.

"Great!"

Obadai's beard moved slightly, he sat back in the boss chair and lit his cigar, and pressed the red button on the table, the screen in front of him flickered and then a picture appeared.

A man in black took out a thread from his helmet, not knowing what he was doing.

Obaday sneered, his secret room was ordered at a huge price, except for the awkward angle of the camera, everything else such as food, electricity, etc. is available.

The network is even more isolated from the outside world.

If you want to crack, go dreaming.

But... looking at the monitoring, he seemed to think of something, pressed another button, and said:

"who are you?"

"Who sent you here?"

"The Continental Hotel? Or the Roush subsidiary?"

"Black Caesar? Night Demon? Zero?"

The man in black kept moving, and pulled out a few more wires to connect to the panel.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Obaday continued: "In today's killer world, there are not many people who can kill nine of my subordinates within 2 minutes."

"You are too talented to be an assassin with your skills. Are you interested in changing jobs?"

"The annual salary is 500 million US dollars."

To be honest, if it wasn't for Stark's surname now, Lark would have wanted to do it with him. An annual salary of 500 million is not low in the killer world, and it belongs to the top of the pyramid.

Coupled with Obaday's current status as the chairman of the Stark Group, it can be said that no one who wants to get rid of the quagmire of the killer organization can resist this temptation.

pity……

Lak made a move.

In the secret room, Obaday thought the other party agreed, with a smug expression on his face, he slapped the table and laughed:
"Ha ha ha ha……"

A man's calm voice came from the small speaker:

"I'm not interested in money..."

"Haha... hiccup." The laughter stopped, and the opened mouth could not be closed for a long time.Obaday's face turned pale.

Why did Obaday arrange for terrorists to attack Tony?To sum it up in one word: money!

These words were like slapping him hard on the face, and even thought he was dirty.

"Humph!!"

Obaday slammed the cigar into the ashtray, crushed it repeatedly, and stared fixedly at the man in black on the screen.Coldly said:

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink."

Turning off the monitor, Obaday picked up the phone and frowned. There was a text message showing that sending failed:

The second team ends the vacation.

If he dared to deal with terrorists, he naturally had more than just the people outside the villa.Now that New York is in a special period, he sent people out just to be on the safe side.

Only the one with no problem of identity was left on the bright side to stay by his side.Unexpectedly, the enemy took advantage of the loophole.

After calming down, Obaday held his mobile phone and fell into deep thought: Who is going to kill me?

He thought of Justin Hammer for the first time, and then passed it ruthlessly. He was just a clown.

Norman Osborn?Calculating his family disease, it seems that he is at this age...not right, Obaday stroked his beard and shook his head.

At this time, he caught a glimpse of the photo on the table and said mockingly, "Anyway, it can't be you, hahahaha..."

"Didi, alert alert, the system has been breached, the system has been breached."

"What!!!" Obadai shook his hands in fright and dropped his phone to the ground. He looked at the monitor in a panic and screamed:
"How could this be, how could this be, this must be broken..."

He can taunt at will through the door, but you can't hit me anyway, there is no danger to your life.Now that the door is open, everything is different, he has to face the killing god outside alone.

Gudong!

Opadry swallowed, and the elegance, arrogance, and domineering all disappeared.Trembling, he picked up his pistol and aimed at the gate.

There was a dull sound of mechanical operation in the secret room.

Ka Ka Ka!
Hey!
Obaday pulled the trigger.

boom!
Dark shadows rushed into the house.

Bang bang bang!
The black shadow stepped on the ground and rose into the air.

Bang bang bang!
"Climb for Grandpa!!!"

Boom!
Obaday hit the back of his head against a metal wall, spat blood and fell into a coma.

A huge footprint on the chest.

Snapped!
Lark landed gracefully, his black helmet exuding a bloodthirsty light.he stood up...

"Hiss, it hurts. This old guy is so good at marksmanship, he got two shots in a row."

Lark rubbed his chest, fortunately the two shots were not shot at the same place, otherwise at least one rib would be broken tonight.

The alarm bell in his ear was getting louder and louder, and he didn't dare to delay, dragging Obady to the door.A bucket of oil that came out of nowhere filled the secret room.

boom!
Let it burn!
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