Marvel's Rampage

Chapter 150 of Marvel's Madness on Earth Chapter [-] After closing the system interface with satisfaction, Xue Pan did not leave immediately.

Instead, he followed the conscientious Dr. William around the remaining areas of Stark Industries, and then he knocked out the middle-aged bald researcher, and carried a flamethrower to the poor security guards who were still surrounding him. The crows that circled and attacked burned everything.

After taking care of the problem, the boy walked out of the industrial area in a swaggering manner, just as he had come in.

When passing by a trash can, Xue Pan threw the flamethrower into it. He looked at the time at three o'clock in the morning and felt that it was a good time. He clicked on the map to search for Obadai's location and stopped him. The next taxi went straight to him.

Now is just the right time. Even if Obadai is strong, has a good waist and kidneys, he should be tired and go to bed at three or four in the morning. If you go to him at this time, you don't have to worry about seeing anything that will make people get needle holes.

When Xue Pan followed the map and came to a three-story villa, the sign above showed that Obadai was lying inside.

The three-story building was dark, with only the swimming pool in the yard sparkling under the moonlight.

The boy glanced around the outer wall, swung a harpoon and climbed over easily.

The door of the villa is equipped with a smart remote control video lock, and any visitor will be photographed and connected to the mobile phone.

Xue Pan glanced twice, then reached out and knocked on the door.

The room on the second floor immediately lit up. Later, Obaday's bald head appeared on the video. He looked at the strange visitor and said in a bad tone.

"It doesn't matter who you are. I don't care who you are. Breaking in here without permission has threatened my personal safety and property safety. If you don't leave my garden immediately, I will exercise the rights granted to me by the Constitution."

It could be heard that Obadei was in a bad mood after being woken up in the middle of the night.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just afraid that some sudden movement in the silent night will scare you into having a heart attack." Xue Pan didn't expect him to invite her in. "Since you're already awake, please be mentally prepared."

As he spoke, the guy swung the harpoon towards the wall next to the lighted window on the second floor, kicked off the glass with his legs and jumped in.

Obadai, who never expected that the other party would use this method of entry, was caught by Xue Pan before he could even run into the safe house.

"Who sent you here?" This old capitalist who has been in the business world for many years did not panic. After he asked, he immediately said, "No matter who it is, as long as you leave now, I will pay three times the price."

"Don't be afraid," Xue Pan reached out and touched Oba's well-maintained bald head. "I'm here to discuss cooperation."

"cooperate"

"Yes, cooperation. Flashdance..." The boy nodded sincerely. "Although my knocking method may be a little rough, the things I brought are quite sincere. How do you want to talk about it in detail?"

Obadai looked at the three-barreled shotgun that Xue Pan took out from nowhere in his other hand, and readily agreed to his proposal.

But back to the topic, Xue Pan didn't want to chat with a big man in his bedroom, so he led Obaday out of the bedroom with a gun, only to find that the living room on the first floor was in a mess.

Expensive porcelain and famous paintings were scattered all over the floor, and the surrounding electrical appliances were also in bad luck, being beaten and leaning awkwardly on the floor.

"I'm sorry, I've been having a little trouble recently." Obadiah said in an understatement.

Being forced to throw things, that's more than just a little annoying

An attempt to hire terrorists to get rid of Tony Stark failed. After the bastard came back alive, he announced the closure of the weapons research department, causing the Stark Group's stock to plummet.

After discovering the secret of Stark's escape, he sent people to Afghanistan to search for new inventions, but was inexplicably detained by SHIELD.

The researchers under him are all useless people who get paid for nothing. If Tony Stark had relied on the things they invented to escape, his body would be rotten by now.

Everything just goes wrong

Seeing this scene, Xue Pan couldn't help but gloated and laughed, "Great, another unlucky guy who is about to be bankrupted by Stark."

Obadiah's face turned ugly instantly.

"Ah, I'm sorry," the boy said without sincerity. "If my voice sounds happy now, it's just your illusion. I was born with this tone. I'm actually very sad."

Forced by the threat of firearms, Obadiah did not dare to have an attack and could only calmly extend a hand and guide Xue Pan towards his study. "Thank you for your concern, but I hope this has nothing to do with our cooperation."

It is said to be a study room, but in fact it is more spacious than a bedroom in an ordinary house.

After Xue Pan took his seat, Obadiah, who has always been in the upper class of society, even asked him politely if he wanted to drink some "tea or coffee"

"No need, let's get to the point quickly." The boy refused the drink and took out the folded Mark 1 design drawing from his pocket. "I have something for you, a drawing. Although there is a little dirt on it, but Don’t worry, I definitely didn’t dig this out of the trash.”

Yes, this is a copy.The original blueprints were pretty much thrown into the trash.

Obadai reached out and took the drawing, unfolded it and looked at it, then raised his head with a calm expression, "This is our cooperation project. Although your invention is good in drawing, I need to see the real thing."

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you know what this is." Xue Pan chuckled, "You film people going to Afghanistan to pick up rags, isn't it just because you don't have this?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Obadai said in a deep voice.

After Xue Pan took his seat, Obadiah, who has always been in the upper class of society, even asked him politely if he wanted to drink some "tea or coffee"

"No need, let's get to the point quickly." The boy refused the drink and took out the folded Mark 1 design drawing from his pocket. "I have something for you, a drawing. Although there is a little dirt on it, but Don’t worry, I definitely didn’t dig this out of the trash.”

Yes, this is a copy.The original blueprints were pretty much thrown into the trash.

Obadai reached out and took the drawing, unfolded it and looked at it, then raised his head with a calm expression, "This is our cooperation project. Although your invention is good in drawing, I need to see the real thing."

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you know what this is." Xue Pan chuckled, "You film people going to Afghanistan to pick up rags, isn't it just because you don't have this?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Obadai said in a deep voice.

"I know that Stark's willfulness will ruin everything. He is just a spoiled child and does whatever he wants,"