I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Money is a good thing.

Hammer understands this very well.

However, his advantages that were very useful in the past cannot help him now.

Iron Soldier is out of control, and even the war machine loaned to him by the military is having problems.

The final explosion caused huge losses.

A Steel Soldier is worth 1 million.

Those exploding steel soldiers can already buy a company.

Not to mention the damage caused to the city of New York.

This is a major matter at the national level.

No less than a terrorist attack.

Hammer's good friends all stayed away from him because of this incident.

In his company, because of this incident, board members began to divide the remaining value.

Hammer was completely useless.

From the moment he chose the civet cat for the prince to rescue Ivan, he gradually became a fool heading for the abyss.

There is no denying that he is a successful businessman, but he is not a smart man.

Hammer, who was caught at the police station, did a good job of interpreting what it means to fall under a tree.

Think of him as the dignified leader of Hammer Industries, but now he is facing jail time.

Although he was not the mastermind of this incident, Ivan was dead, and the Iron Soldiers who were damaged in the accident and the people who had to deal with the military were all him.

This treacherous businessman finally lost everything after a call to the police.

"I will come back, I will take back everything I have, I swear!"

He stared at the other side fiercely and spoke.

Another prisoner sitting across from Hammer looked innocently from side to side.

He just came in and was detained for fifteen days for driving drunk, and he didn't do anything else.

Hammer punched the wall angrily, grinning in pain.

He didn't have nothing, he still had money and shares.

Hammer's lawyer told him the situation was dire.

Now he is in ruins, and the decline in shares means that his assets have shrunk.

Coupled with the clear facts, it is a certainty that he will go to jail.

After watching the process now, you will be sent to prison.

Although he was unwilling to give in, Hammer knew that this was the best result after fighting for it.

He hated Stark and Ivan. The former made him lose face, and the latter made fun of him and caused him to be imprisoned.

By the way, there are more.

Pepper Potts, the woman who called the police.

When he gets out, he won't let anyone go.

Even if Jesus comes, he can't protect them, I'm telling you!

"Justin Hammer, come on out."

The cell door opened and a police officer stood outside calling for Hammer.

Hammer's toughness disappeared instantly. He stood up and walked outside, feeling a little uneasy.

I should still have procedures to go through, is this going to send me to jail?

He walked into a room.

There was only a table and two chairs in the empty room, and the person opposite was behind a shadow.

Hammer originally thought he would be greeted with an interrogation, but after entering, the policeman silently closed the door and left.

There are only two people in the room.

Hammer is now wearing a simple dress, but the man opposite him is in a suit and leather shoes, just as proud as when he rescued Ivan from prison.

There is an ice cream and a key on the table.

The key can open the handcuffs that restrain him, and the ice cream has a tempting creamy sweet taste.

"Organic ice cream flown in from Italy. You like this, right?"

The person opposite spoke.

Hammer picked up the key and unlocked the handcuffs. He sat down and asked, "Who are you?"

The hunger in his belly made his taste buds tantalized by the ice cream.

But after all, he is the leader of a giant company. He stares at the people in the shadows, trying to see them clearly.

"We haven't seen each other in ten years, Justin Hammer."

The man slowly sat upright, and his face hidden in the shadows gradually emerged.

That familiar face brought Hammer's memory back to the days when he secretly sold arms to arms dealers.

"Lord of War, Yuri Orlov?" Hammer was a little nervous, "What do you want from me?"

Olof didn't answer, just looked at the ice cream, "The ice cream is melting."

He signaled to Hammer that he could eat.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Although Olof is now a regular businessman, his secret strength makes Hammer, who is larger than that company, extremely fearful.

I can provoke Stark crazily, because Stark is Iron Man and a man of rules.

But the person in front of him is not, the person standing behind him is a terrifying existence.

With even one word, the whole of New York will fall into chaos.

A week ago, Hammer would have been tough, or at least not so scared.

It's a pity that the money is gone and the people are gone, so I have to restrain myself.

The other party had already shown his fists and easily delivered himself in front of him in the New York Police Department headquarters.

Especially the ice cream made his pupils shrink.

The other person made it clear what he likes to eat.

What secrets can be kept hidden?

He felt like he was packaged goods, ready to be sold.

Your own value depends on the price the other person is willing to pay.

Thinking of this, he picked up the spoon with a heavy heart, not feeling at all relaxed and comfortable.

Yuri Orlov stared at Hammer's expression.

In fact, Hammer misunderstood him.

He had no idea what Hammer liked to eat, but Ivan remembered it clearly, and he had a very bad taste.

To acquire the shares in the other party's hands, it is inevitable that some means will be needed.

"I think you've seen this." Orlov put the phone in front of Hammer.

Inside is a chart about Hammer's stock price falling off a cliff.

There was overwhelming abuse, and there was a flood of lawsuits from relatives and friends of those injured in the expo incident.

Under the intense public anger, even Hammer was a little unable to resist.

He gripped the spoon tightly, and the mouthful of ice cream he scooped up trembled.

"What do you want?" Hammer stared at Orlov, "to humiliate me?"

"I'm not that boring. To be precise, I didn't want to see you at all," Orlov sneered. "For a long time, Stark and Hammer have almost monopolized orders from the Ministry of Defense."

"Now Hammer has completely lost the trust of the Ministry of Defense. Basically, Hammer Industries only has time left before it goes bankrupt." Orlov sat opposite Hammer, "I can give you a chance to bring Hammer Industries back to life. "

"Even if something happens to Hammer Industries, Taran Industries cannot acquire it." Hammer said with a livid face.

Hammer is a family business, passed down from father to son just like Stark.

It was also because of the same experience that Hammer did not want to lose to Tony Stark, who also inherited the family business.

Yes, Hammer Industries can come back to life.

But there is a prerequisite, which is to inject a large amount of funds into a stable structure.

Taran Industries is a [-]-billion-dollar enterprise, but unfortunately it is still far behind compared to Hammer Industries.

"I will not sell my shares," Hammer said firmly, holding a spoon, "Hammer Industries can only be inherited by Hammer!"

"Don't think that I don't know what your purpose is," Hammer said angrily, "What you are interested in is the Ministry of Defense order. Taran's industrial technology level cannot be compared with Hammer. If you want to annex us, there is no way!"

"If someone hadn't told me today that I would buy Hammer Industries, I wouldn't be here at all." Orlov laughed dumbly, "You wouldn't think that Hammer Industries, which has lost the trust of the Ministry of Defense, is still valuable, right? ?”

"I'll give you a choice," Olof said calmly, his palms folded on his legs made of expensive fabric, "either sell your shares to Taran Industries, or die in prison."

"You know, there are people who can do it."

Outright threat.

This is Orlov's usual style.

He is not an orthodox businessman like Hammer, he is an arms dealer.

Death was as common to him as a puppy on the roadside.

Killing a businessman who has lost his momentum is as easy as putting on pants.

Hammer felt a slight chill, and he understood that this person was serious.

Death, or compromise?

The ice cream is melting and Hammer's time is ticking away.

"Even if you get my shares, you still can't fully control Hammer Industries?" Hammer finally wavered.

For him, the most important thing is always his own life.

"Who do you think I am serving?" Olof responded to him with just one sentence.

Wick.

When these two words appeared in Hammer's mind, he couldn't help but shudder.

The spoon fell, and Hammer said in disbelief: "Isn't he not in New York?"

"Yes, but his son is very interested in you." Orlov thought of the scene where he was manipulated and felt a toothache. "That guy is different from his father."

The Wicker son?

Hammer's mind is a little confused. He only knows that the Wick family has a daughter.

When will you have a son?

After hiding this person for so long, Watson Wick is indeed very scheming!

Feeling the terror from the underground president again, Hammer took a deep breath and tried to shake Orlov.

"He's a little brat, and you choose to compromise?"

As someone who has dealt with Orlov a lot, Hammer knew Orlov had ambitions.

This guy dared to go to the area where the African warlords were divided. He was pointed at by more than a dozen AK47s, and he laughed and cursed, selling arms to the African warlords.

Can a child be made obedient?

Olof looked unnatural, and he was a little annoyed, "You are exhausting my patience!"

Nonsense, that kid can control his own three inches without compromising?

The black history that happened back then will probably be remembered for a lifetime.

Seeing that Orlov was getting impatient, Hammer didn't dare to delay.

He hesitated again and again, "I need you to ensure my safety and minimize my sentence."

"Okay." Olof picked up the spoon he dropped, scooped up a mouthful of ice cream, and kindly fed it to Hammer with his own hands. "After eating the ice cream, sign the contract."

Hammer ate the ice cream uncomfortably.

...

"Dad controls quite a lot of shares."

John was checking the details of bonds and shares in Dad's safe.

As an underground boss with a background as a financial manager, Dad’s style of doing things is different from others.

"Everything is still there, which means dad will come back at any time, and I don't know where he and mom have gone."

After gathering his things and putting them down, John picked up his cell phone and dialed the number.

That was the number taken from Olof.

But when I called, no one answered the phone.

It seems that the place where my parents went is quite far away.

Pulling out another number, John was about to dial.

His eyes opened as he saw the newly drawn Thief-Detecting Charm, and he walked to the door and opened it.

"Oh, I was about to knock on the door."

Tony Stark without armor stood in the doorway.

His eyes looked inside, and John wasn't surprised to see him.

"Come in, I'm glad you're knocking instead of just flying in."

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