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Stark clutched the photo in his hand tightly, looking at the helpless faces on it and the heavy weapons engraved with Stark Industries. Stark was shaking with anger. He tried to restrain himself. Be calm.

To be honest, he really wants to ask Obaday what is going on. Stark has now woken up. Although he doesn't know what his father thinks, from his own point of view, he The company's weapons should be produced to protect the people.

The most important thing is that these vicious terrorists actually stretched out their hands on themselves. Isn't this a kind of tragedy, not to mention those people who are suffering? Stark felt that his heart was suffering.

"Hello, Mr. Stark, can I spare you a moment?"

Blow came to Stark's side, glanced at the photo in his hand, then took a deep breath and said with a smile.

"and who are you"

Regarding Bullo who suddenly interrupted him, Stark put the photo in his pocket and asked impatiently.

Blow can still understand Stark's temper. This guy has always had a bad attitude towards others.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Brocaril. I think you might need my help."

"Your help"

Hearing this, Stark looked at Bloo up and down, and after confirming that he had never seen him before, he took out his mobile phone and started pointing on it.

"Yes, Mr. Stark."

Seeing Stark playing with his phone in front of him, Blow sighed and continued as if he hadn't seen him.

"I know you are thinking about that group of terrorists, and I have some information here."

As he spoke, Bullo's voice lowered and he spoke with a volume that only two people could speak.

"You were kidnapped, and the weapons you made were in the hands of terrorists. This is all a conspiracy. There is a traitor in your company, and..."

"enough"

Before Blow could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Stark. Then Stark placed the phone in front of Blow, with a mocking look on his face, and spoke word by word.

"Brocaril, let's see, oh my God, the Boy Who Lived, you said you could help me and what information you had about terrorists, do you think that's possible? You're just a drifter at sea. He’s just a little brat who has lived for a year.”

Broco never expected that in just a few words, Stark had checked his identity completely. Looking at his photos and news reports on the phone screen, Broco didn't know what to say. .

"Mr. Stark, please believe me, I am on your side."

Blow said helplessly.

"Stop making trouble. Anyone who wants my help is on my side, and you are no exception. Instead of helping me, you should think about how to help yourself. You can't even keep your parents' company. You have What qualifications do you have to point fingers in front of me?"

Stark said with a sneer.

"I..." Blow was really angry now. He was arguing with Stark. Sure enough, he was still far behind. To be honest, if it weren't for the main mission here, Blow would really want to be hurt right away. Beat up Stark.

In fact, Blow was also unlucky. Now Stark was angry and worried that there was no channel to vent his anger. Blow happened to bump into him, so Stark was not polite at all.

"Believe it or not, just don't regret it when you know the truth."

Blow's face turned red, and he was obviously furious, but his reason told him that he must not do anything here, so he snorted, turned around and left.

But Bullo wanted to leave, but Stark didn't want to let him go, so he said coldly.

"Why are you feeling guilty? Don't think I don't know. You approached me because you wanted to take back your parents' company through my connections. Look at you now, poor thing, how disappointed your parents must be."

Hearing this, Buluo gritted his teeth, stopped, turned around and said.

"Shut up Stark, maybe to you, I'm not worth mentioning at all, but don't think too highly of yourself. You'd better control your mouth and stop talking."

"Ha, because you don't want to hear what I'm going to say next, right?"

No one had ever dared to speak to him like this before, and Stark suddenly laughed in anger.

"I'm curious, Khalil, what does it feel like to have your parents' company taken away by others? You must be desperate. Your life as a rich second generation is over."

"Don't be too proud, Stark. You will also have such a day, and this day will come soon. I hope that by then, you will be smiling as happily as you are now."

Blow walked up to Stark and said seriously.

Seeing Bullock rushing in front of him, Stark was not afraid at all. Instead, he smiled slightly and said lightly.

"Even if that day comes, I won't be like you, a wretch, who only wag my tail in front of others."

"Asshole, wait"

Blow cursed in a low voice, and after glaring at Stark, he walked outside without looking back. No matter how much Stark mocked him behind him, Blow stopped talking.

Blow never dreamed that Stark would be such a person, the leader of the novice village. He looks like the boss of the novice village. His words are thorny, and he is very irritating. No wonder Captain America I often quarrel with him.

This guy Stark will bully honest people.

After walking outside, the cold wind blew on his face, which made Blow's anger subside. Looking at the rented suit on his body, Blow sighed. After so much effort and so much money, Blow ended up with nothing. He didn't catch anything, and was ridiculed by Stark.

Sure enough, this main mission is definitely not that easy to complete. Just relying on Stark's vicious tongue, it's even harder to increase your favorability with him than to reach the sky.

After standing at the door for a while, Bullough did not choose to leave, but waited quietly. After a few minutes, Stark came out. He directly found Obaday, who was socializing at the door, and began to question Up about the photo thing.

After all, Obaday is a mature man, and he knows much more about business wars than Stark. While hugging Stark affectionately and facing the camera, he whispered to Stark to drive him away. It was my decision to leave the company, and this statement was signed by myself.

Finally, after leaving a sentence: "I am doing this to protect you," Obaday turned around, got in the car and left.

Staring blankly in the direction where Obadiah left, Stark didn't know what to do. He didn't know who to trust, and he didn't know how to respond to Pepper's love. He only knew that the mistakes his company had made , he wants to end it all himself

After Obaday and Stark left one after another, Blow also knew that tonight's show was over. Since there was no way to gain Tony's favor from here, he had to find a new way... ..