American Comic Super Principal

"Humanoid aircraft." Tony's eyes flickered, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he categorically denied it with a firm tone: "It is not the result of my research. My research is in progress, and the results have not come out yet."

"Then tell me what it is and who is the developer." Obadiah didn't believe a word of Tony's words and continued to question with a sneer.

Tony's face turned even darker, he turned his head and said stiffly: "It has nothing to do with you, no comment."

"You" Obadiah was so angry that he almost bit his old teeth into pieces. He hated Tony even more for his "hypocrisy" and "coldness". In his mind, Tony even made up an excuse to deal with him. Too lazy to make it up, just complete and utter disregard.

Tony was also particularly bored with Obadiah's old face at this moment. This old man simply refused to pick up the pot. Before his second experiment on the steel suit could start, Zhang Fan's "fake" had already flown out. I've been running around for a while, but the key is whether his steel shell is still a low-quality model that I don't like at all. Comparing the two, it's really a slap in the face. Old man, don't you know I'm very irritable now?

"I want to see what you are working on. I have been curious about your laboratory for a long time." Obadiah said with a sullen face. He no longer cared about image and attitude issues. He got up and rushed directly to the basement.

"Jarvis, close the door to the basement. No one is allowed to come in or out without my permission." After being poked at the pain points again and again, Tony couldn't hold back his anger. He picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, sending it coldly. Guest: "I'm going to rest. Goodbye, Uncle Obadiah."

"Have you thought about it, Tony?" Obadiah, who was blocked from the outside, shrank his pupils and narrowed his eyes and asked solemnly.

Tony didn't respond, just sat there quietly and turned a deaf ear.

"I hope you won't regret it." Obadiah clenched his fists and left bitterly.

"If my guess is wrong, I will remember to apologize to you." Tony raised his head and smiled at Potts, indicating that he was fine. He turned around and asked doubtfully: "Where is Zhang Fan, where has he gone?"

Outside Tony's villa, accompanied by bodyguards, as soon as he got into the car, Obadiah couldn't help but roared: "Bastard Tony Stark, very soon, very soon, I will send him to... His dead father is reunited, and everything in Stark Industries belongs to me and I will not give up."

"Click" a photo shutter sound suddenly sounded, and then Zhang Fan awkwardly stood up from behind the large seat, held up his mobile phone and sighed: "I'm sorry, I forgot to close the shutter sound. You go on, I just took a picture." , just recording a sound."

The two bodyguards didn't say anything. One rushed over, the other took out a pistol and supported him from behind. The driver crossed his body, pulled out a knife, stood in front of Obadiah, and quickly defended: "I I kept looking at the car and didn’t see anyone coming in.”

"Chichi" suddenly sprang out from Zhang Fan's fingertips. Four slender lines of fire swam rapidly in the small car cabin like snakes. They passed over the suits and clothes. The clothes were torn apart due to anxiety. They passed through pistols and knives, and the broken metal was covered in pieces. Hundreds of holes, in just the blink of an eye, tightly wrapped every part of the four people's bodies, but kept a little distance from the skin to avoid burning.

"Pa" Zhang Fan snapped his fingers again, and the heat of the flames on the line of fire suddenly restrained, making the four people who were sweating profusely feel a little cooler.

"Hiss!" The two bodyguards let out a shrill cry of pain at the same time. It turned out that during the struggle, the skin of the body came into contact with the line of fire, and the skin was instantly torn apart, as if they had been hit by several cowhide whips, and then the line of fire penetrated deeply into the body. Here, I can't stop doing it no matter what.

"You can scream as you please. It doesn't matter how loud you scream. Anyway, the sound insulation effect of this car is very good. Even if you scream, no one will come to save you."

Zhang Fan sat leisurely on the leather seat. He took out a bottle of red wine from the car refrigerator with a smile, poured it for himself, turned on his phone again, and replayed what Obadiah had just said. It was full of joking. .

Obadiah also recovered from the panic at this time, glanced at the line of fire wrapped around the body, and said bitterly: "I didn't expect that I underestimated you. This is the rumored mutant ability, it turned out to be You are so powerful, no wonder Tony always pays so much attention to you. In vain, I thought he cared about his old relationship. He was really treacherous and hypocritical. Now he asked you to kill me."

Zhang Fan had a strange look on his face, and he was really convinced by his ability to think things through. What kind of image did Tony and his son have in his mind?

After calming down, Zhang Fan coughed twice and said, "Didn't you ask who the developer of that humanoid aircraft was, so I came to find you."

"Tony didn't send you here." Obadiah was startled at first, then ecstatically said excitedly: "You are actually a genius scientist. Tony didn't lie this time. You came to me to cooperate. We can work together to create An arms company bigger than Stark Industries"

"Haha, what a beautiful thought. You must be the one who reported and framed me to the military. I'm here to settle the score with you." Zhang Fan poured the red wine in the cup onto his face to wake him up.

A trace of hatred flashed in Obadiah's eyes, but he didn't care about it on his face. Instead, he anxiously dissuaded him: "You have the technology, and I have the funds, channels, and business experience. We will definitely make a lot of money by joining forces." I can apologize for the small misunderstanding before the dollar, pay compensation, and ask for your forgiveness."

"Make money." Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, thought for a long time, and finally reluctantly refused: "Forget it, it's too troublesome, I'm too lazy to do it, and I'm not here to blackmail, I'm here to do business with you. Yes, my black steel suit and this mobile phone cost a billion dollars in total. Do you want to buy it?"

"One billion dollars is impossible. This price is too exaggerated. If you are willing to invest in technology, I will give you shares worth ten billion dollars." Obadiah subconsciously refused. As a capitalist, how could he lose money? Buy and sell.

"You'd better think about it again. You must think calmly and think about whether it's worth it." Zhang Fan threw the phone in his hand and said, "I'll sell you my steel suit. What can you learn from it?" Technology is all yours”

Obadiah was a little moved. He looked at the live wire on his body and the "recording evidence" in Zhang Fan's hand. He gritted his teeth and groaned: "I bought it."

"Deal, wish us a happy cooperation." Zhang Fan smiled meaningfully, making people feel panicked.

After a long time, the car that drove out of the villa area stopped on the side of the road. Zhang Fan stepped down from it with a smile on his face, watching the driver drive away quickly as if he was running for his life, not daring to stay for a moment longer.

The system's voice suddenly sounded, and he said regretfully: "What a pity, let go of a big fat sheep."

"It's a pity, but it's almost the limit," Zhang Fan frowned and emphasized: "This kind of thing is very taboo. Professor Most of the organizations within will stand against me, and the X-Men will no longer support me;

These are all trivial matters, but the follow-up favorability is not easy to increase. If Obadiah hadn't offended me first and had a suitable excuse, I wouldn't be willing to take all of the billion dollars. I have to have a longer-term perspective in life. , next time you find an ability with strong hiding effect and secretive means to attack, it is best to have an alibi."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you a hidden restriction. Reward point recharge can only use your real identity account, which is your public property, so the black money you get must be laundered before it can be used." The system calmly filled in There's a new rule.

"I knew you would definitely embarrass me. It's true." The corner of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched. He had gradually gotten used to it.