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Today is a very bad day for Ivan Vanke. His father finally passed away.

Anton Vanke survived the cruelty of Siberia and eventually died.

The cold wind in Siberia has been blowing, never stopping, and it will not stop for anyone.

The cold brought the terminal ticket of life to Anton Vanke, who was already suffering from illness. Anton Vanke died in that cold morning.

Ivan Vanke is now sitting in his simple hut, after spending his few savings to send his father away.

Ivan Vanke's life has fallen into a very difficult state, but his eyes have not lost their fire because of the difficulty.

He wants revenge!He wants revenge on Tony Stark!He wants to take revenge on the Stark family thieves on behalf of his Vanke family!

He wants to fulfill his father's last wish!

For this reason, he must have the strength and capital to take revenge on Tony Stark.

But Ivan Vanko himself is just a poor man living a poor life in Siberia, while Tony Stark is the richest man in the world with a huge fortune. The difference between the two people is self-evident.

"Tony Stark, I will use the Ark reactor belonging to our Vanke family to take revenge on you. This will also be the best revenge our Vanke family can have on you."

Ivan Vanke looked at the Ark reactor he had built in this simple hut. This would become the confidence for his revenge and the weapon to take revenge against Tony Stark and the Stark family.

However, now for Ivan Vanke, a very embarrassing thing happened.

Because Ivan Vanke's money is not enough for him to buy better experimental equipment, the weapons he uses now are just electric whips that he hastily made.

It is not comparable to the high-tech weapons used by Tony Stark on TV. There are not so many long-range weapons, and there is only a short-range weapon such as the electric whip.

Ivan Vanke actually knows that his only goal in living now is revenge.

After his father died, he felt infinite pain. He was confused for half his life, and now he has lived like this.

"Tony Stark!"

Ivan held a toothpick in his mouth and looked at the birdcage beside him.

Ivan Vanke only needs to think about his father and how he came to live in this bitter cold Siberia for a lifetime because of the expulsion of the Stark family.

But the Stark family took advantage of their achievements and enjoyed prosperity and wealth in the United States, which he felt was unfair.

"But now if I want revenge, I need a ticket and a visa to the United States."

"And after that, I have to find a way to investigate the whereabouts of this damn thief. In this way, I can kill him in front of the world."

"Complete my revenge!!!"

However, it was obvious that Ivan Vanke simply couldn't afford the money to apply for a visa. He was going to find someone on the black market to help him find a way to get to the United States.

Ivan Vanke packed up all his savings, then picked up the low-quality vodka on the table and took a sip, and finally walked out of the simple hut belonging to Vanke and his son.

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Arriving at the black market, Ivan Vanke found the store where his acquaintance was and spoke to the clerk.

"Is there still 98-proof vodka?"

"Mr. Vanke, we still have 98-proof vodka." The clerk in charge looked at him and then answered Ivan Vanke's question.

After checking the previously agreed upon password, Ivan Vanke walked towards the back of the house, where he wanted to meet his old friend.

Ivan Vanke walked through the slightly dim corridor and walked deeper, and the scenes inside gradually became apparent.

There was a lot of wine behind the slightly dirty bar, and a bartender was wiping the wine glasses. This was a bar, but it was closer to the basement.

"Mr. Vanke, long time no see, you're here." The bartender who was wiping the wine glass greeted him when he saw him coming.

"Long time no see, Daniel, where is Mr. Maxim?" He also returned the greeting, and Ivan Vanke asked Daniel where the person he wanted to visit this time was.

This is a place dedicated to trading. However, there are not many people drinking in the bar now. People are drinking in twos and threes.

"The boss is waiting for you in his exclusive box." Daniel put down the wine glass he was wiping, then put the rag on the table and pointed his finger in one direction inside.

"Okay, thanks, Daniel."

"Ivan, wait a minute. I heard about what you have encountered recently, but I believe you can get through it!" Daniel said to him with a smile on his face, and then took out some money and handed it to Ivan Vanke.

Obviously he knew about Ivan's current difficulties, but Daniel, who was just a small bartender, had no choice but to give him some comfort with words and a little financial support.

"Thank you, Daniel, everything will be fine." When Ivan Vanke took the little money, he knew that this was Daniel's intention.

"If possible, wait until I come back and the two of us can continue drinking together."

Ivan Vanke turned around and said to this young man who was more than ten years younger than him, but he also knew that it would be difficult for him to come back if he went out this time, and he didn't know what the future would be like.

Boom boom boom!

Arriving at the box at the end of the box, Ivan Vanke knocked on the door of the room.

"Come in." A man's voice with a deep voice came out. The owner of this bar, the man in the box: Maxim is inside.

Ivan Vanke walked inside, and he saw at a glance the person he was looking for today: Maxim, but at this time, there was another man next to Maxim.

The two of them seemed to have been talking just now, and Ivan Vanke was a little surprised. He seemed to see caution, respect and even a little flattery on Mr. Maxim's face.

Who is this man?

The man was sitting on the sofa, wearing a white suit and bow tie. He looked like an elite working on Wall Street.

However, there was a notch similar to "∞" on his hand, which was very conspicuous and attracted Ivan Vanke's attention.

"Ivan, you're here."

"I'm here, Mr. Maxim," Ivan Vanko replied.

"Now that you're here, let this gentleman talk to you about the next thing. This gentleman will meet your requirements."

"This gentleman can provide you with the air tickets, visas, and even more things you want."

After Mr. Maxim finished speaking to Ivan Vanke, he grabbed the wine bottle on the table, poured another glass of wine, and handed it to the man next to him.

"Then, I'll go first."

"Sir, the next thing is your alone time with Ivan Vanke."

The man in the white suit nodded, indicating that it was okay, and Mr. Maxim immediately stood up and left the box.

When Ivan Vanke saw Mr. Maxim's behavior, he had already realized that the man in the white suit came specifically to see him.

"So, who are you?"

"Why did you take over what I asked Mr. Maxim to do?" Ivan Vanke took the bottle of fine whiskey, poured himself a glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Ivan Vanke believed that he had no particularly valuable use value, so he was not afraid. Instead, he drank generously and drank good wine that he had never drank before.

"Haha, Ivan Vanke, the son of Anton Vanke."

"The son of a scientist who can be called a genius finally came to live in a barren land like Siberia. Your father passed away in the cold winter a few days ago. Why has your life become what it is now?"

The man in the white suit did not answer Ivan Vanke's question, but just talked about Ivan Vanke's plight.

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