I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

"Okay, that playboy hasn't said anything yet, but you have directly taken control of Stark Industries." Dagu chuckled.

"Hmph! He only owns 5.00% of the shares, and other shareholders have long disliked him. It's fine for him to stay at home like this, but it's impossible for him to fully control Stark Industries." Stanisne sneered One sound.

Dagu asked suspiciously: "Speaking of which, the shareholders of Stark Industries only have 80.00% of their shares. I'm curious, where are the other [-]% of the shares?"

"In the hands of a person, but that person hasn't appeared for a long time, and he might have died a long time ago." Stanis did not dare to call his name directly, but just skipped it lightly, and the old face still couldn't help showing deep deep fear.

That person's name was something many people could not say in silence.It was as if that person would inexplicably appear in front of his eyes as soon as he said it.

"By the way, for your sake, I can spare Tony Stark's life. But the young man who rescued him, I want him to die!" Dagu said domineeringly on the phone.

Stanislav asked questioningly, "He's staying at Tony's house now, do you still want to send your men to New York?"

"Hey hey, of course not, I spent a lot of money hiring professionals."

"professional?"

"I don't know. In our underground world, there is an organization that is deeply hidden and recognized to be the strongest—'Cards'."

Dagu took a deep breath and said fearfully and excitedly: "The history of their organization can be traced back to the end of World War II. Every member called 'Katu' is an almost all-round elite with one enemy against one hundred! They are all mercenary business worth hundreds of millions of dollars, even if you want to hire that organization to kill a country’s politicians, you may be able to do it, but the cost will break through the sky!"

His voice was constantly trembling, and he exhaled and said: "So far, I heard that they have undertaken more than 1000 businesses, and the success rate is [-]%!

Stanley gasped when he heard that, the completion rate is too exaggerated!

"However, their organizational rules are very strange. For example, the employment fee needs to be paid in advance in one lump sum, only one carder will be sent to perform each mission, and our side must not interfere during the mission."

After Dagu finished speaking, he said triumphantly: "Even to kill that young man who is an ordinary person, the cost is as high as [-] million U.S. dollars. I am also looking for an opportunity, and it is best to take the opportunity to meet a card disciple."

"Excellent, if there is such an organization, why should we worry about the failure of the big thing. If Tony dares to stop me again, at worst, I will pay for it and ask a carder to kill him!"

When Stanislav said this, he immediately coincided with Dagu on the other end of the phone, and the two laughed strangely through the phone.

Extra Story, Massacre of Freshmen (Tribute to Mr. Li)

Saka Star, the wild garbage dump.

Above the sky, a huge space-time wormhole with a radius of one kilometer is gradually shrinking. Against the background of thunderstorms and garbage rain, the last tail flames of the Eagle fighter can be faintly seen, and then completely submerged in it, disappearing into the worm like a devil's cave inside the cave.

Under the ground, the wreckage of the crashed large spaceship leaned against half of the rubbish mountain, and the raging fire swept out, and the scorching flames quickly devoured everything within a kilometer.

Dozens of small and medium spaceships guarded by the planet passed by at low altitude, and they could only start to control the spread of the flames in the area, and did not launch rescue operations for the large spaceships that were obviously hopeless.

This catastrophic fire lasted for half a day, until the flames were extinguished at night, and the guard spaceship returned to the main city of Saka, leaving behind a piece of scorched ashes and burned earth.

At night, colorful wormholes spread all over the sky, and the faintly starry morning sprinkled the cold light on the burned earth.

'Gululu—'

The ashes of the garbage trembled slightly, and gray liquid tentacles protruded from the bottom, followed by a lump of liquid body.It completely wriggled out of the soil, shaking off the dust on its body, its body surface was similar in color to ashes, no one would be able to spot it even if it was prostrate on the ground close to half a meter.

Quietly in the middle of the burning earth area, the liquid creature fell into deep thought, with a series of questions in its mind.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

After asking himself three times and getting no answer, the liquid creature tried to slide on the ground.

It passed by a small clump of remaining flames, covered it curiously, and easily extinguished the flames with its body.

At the same time that the ray of flame was extinguished, suddenly, an extremely familiar voice echoed in its mind.

"Slaughter, I hope that in the next life, you will never have anything to do with me again..."

As if it had been greatly stimulated, the liquid creature made a sharp hoarse sound of pain, rolled continuously on the ground full of ashes, and made a weak sound of talking to itself.

"Who are you? Who am I?!"

"I'm Carnage?...No! I'm not...I'm Venom? No!...I'm not I'm not..."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

After a long time, the liquid creature tended to calm down, repeating a sentence, "I am poison."

"Yes, I am Toxin." Toxin Matsushita said in a self-convincing tone.

It is neither carnage nor venom.

Indirectly derived from the slaughter and reborn in the flames, it is a brand new symbiote life!

But those remorse or sinful memories did not inherit the slightest bit.

After the toxin was confused for a short time, the racial instinct told it that it must find other creatures as hosts to survive.

"Yes. I haven't found the meaning of existence, I can't die so simply!" Toxin convinced himself, Gululu squirmed and slid, leaving the burnt earth area with no signs of life, and continued to move forward to the city with flickering lights in the distance.

Eight years later.

The main city of Saka, the streets of the outer city.

"It's time to go to the wild to deliver goods, Bagu!"

"Okay, boss!"

A big alien man with two horns on his head responded, quickly caught the identification card thrown by the boss, waved his hand, and walked towards the medium-sized spaceship docked by the street.

Start the spaceship with the identification card, the alien man sits in the main driver's seat, skillfully manipulates the driving equipment, launches the spaceship and drives to the field.

Looking at the colorful wormholes outside the windshield, the big alien pursed his lips, his dark gray eyes showed some doubts.

Self-possessed to control this body, living on this planet for eight years like a day, the toxins have even forgotten the burning area that was born at the beginning of the year.

But for some reason, every time I look at the wormhole in the sky, I always have a sense of longing, as if something is calling it.

"It's time to go home and have a look, Poison."

That voice said so enticingly.

Venom trembled all over, hugged his head tightly, and let out low growls of enduring pain.

go home?Where is its home?What is the meaning of its existence?

who can tell it...

'Crack! '

At this moment, the wind picked up, and the garbage hit the windshield of the spaceship he was driving from top to bottom.

Toxin looked up and saw a wormhole in the sky in front of him expanding little by little. The thunder and storm condensed and began to tear into a huge devil's hole.