How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

No planning required!I live by my dad's famous saying, 'do it before you talk'! Tony replied grittingly, Pepper was forcing him to face the problem he had been trying to ignore before, "We just hit it off so well in bed, it got me a little obsessed, that's all. "

Pepper was not satisfied with the answer, she wanted to pursue the victory, but at this moment, a military jeep drove over with extraordinary momentum, stopped firmly in front of them, and then the door opened, Tony's friend, the United States Colonel Roddy, the head of the Army Weapons Development Department, stepped out of it.

"Why are you standing here? Greeting me?" The African-American colonel was a little flattered that Tony wasn't nesting in his laboratory at this time, "How did you know I was coming?"

"Don't think too much, Colonel, if you want to get this kind of treatment, you have to sleep with me—preferably the one in military uniform." Tony secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly recovered his playboy face, "By the way By the way, I like your dark blue uniform better, and don't forget to put your shiny medals on."

Roddy drooped the corners of his mouth helplessly. He had often shown this expression since he became Tony's friend.

"I'm a middleman between Stark Industries and the U.S. military," he said, rolling his eyes. "You can't sleep with me, or we might be investigated."

"It's a pity," Tony smacked his lips, "I desperately need a sex-love right now, you can take advantage of it, you know I usually prefer white people, of course, this is not racism, just personal preference. "

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the dazzling sun, and then strolled towards his mansion.

"What's going on?" Roddy couldn't help asking as he and Pepper walked side by side, "What's wrong with him?"

"You can see it too?" Pepper looked at Tony's back worriedly.

"He used to have the same bad character," Roddy sighed, "but he won't make fun of my military uniform. He knows how much I value this profession—American soldiers, sacred and inviolable."

"Don't blame Tony," Pepper stated in a tone as calm as the Dead Sea, "he recently-- fell in love."

"What?" Roddy yelled in disbelief, "You mean Anthony Edward Tony Stark? My God, he's in love too? Who's he? I've got to meet, please. , you must notify me the next time she shows up—oh, by the way, I haven't asked yet, is it 'he' or 'she'?"

"It's a baron from England, who is said to have Nordic blood." Pepper explained, "Not long after he left, Tony came out to see him off. But you won't see him in a short time, he these two Yue is going to Africa to do charity."

"What a pity." Roddy clenched his fists, regretting like a kid who went to the zoo but couldn't see the puma - he is a rigorous and serious soldier, but on the other hand, a certain part of his character is Very similar to Tony, for example, sense of humor.

But Little Pepper's expression made him gradually withdraw his smile.

"I want you to help investigate this person," the secretary asked solemnly.

"Is he a problem?"

"I can't tell, it's just a feeling." Pepper opened the door with his fingerprint and password, "Although Jarvis didn't find anything, I just feel that something is wrong—I'm afraid that Tony will fall into too much trouble." Only later did I realize that I believed in the wrong person, and the consequences would be too serious.”

"You're right, it's always good to be careful." Roddy nodded, "I will use my means, but before that, I want you to help me persuade Tony to go to the Caesars Palace Hotel."

"That hotel in Las Vegas?" Little Pepper was a little confused, "Trust me, you know, just tell him, and he will happily follow you there, he likes Las Vegas, even God can't change it at this point."

"The problem is, I didn't invite him to gamble there," Roddy shook his head, "I invited him to receive the award, the annual Apogee Award."

☆、Ch.12. Derailment

Tony was sitting in his studio chair playing with a wrench, and he let the piece of iron fly back and forth between his fingers, as if he were an acrobat, but this wonderful performance didn't last long, let the thing carelessly It quickly flew out of his hand, and rushed straight to the other end of the workbench like a flying knife, almost smashing a piece of the display screen.

Tony sighed, a feeling of displeasure that the world was against him.Pepper's words made him start to re-examine his life in the past six months, no house parties, no strippers and pole dancers, no sex-love marathons, he started to like breakfast, started to exercise regularly, and started to listen to classical music—shit, he used to Never listen to that kind of soft stuff.

Well, these are not what surprised Tony the most. What made him feel that he had to reflect and criticize himself the most was that in the past six months, his little brother hadn't penetrated even a single hole, and he was still happy. in it.

Is he still Tony Stark?

Roddy came to invite him to Las Vegas just now. This may be a good opportunity. Of course, he is not going to receive an award, but to find himself and embrace the life of a luxurious playboy again.Listen, alcohol, beauty, casino, what a wonderful combination, he wants to bring back a blonde stunner to enjoy, and show off his long-abandoned organs on his big bed.

So, when Roddy found Tony in the casino with the trophy, he was playing some damn game, wearing a pair of sultry sunglasses, wearing an even more sultry dark red shirt, with his hair combed back, I don't know how much hairspray was applied on it.Oh, by the way, there are two hot beauties leaning on the side - one with blonde hair and one with black hair.

"You don't do things like this!" Roddy really wanted to squeeze into Tony's side, and give this guy who didn't show up at the awards ceremony and caused him to lose his adulthood, but the black-haired beauty seemed weak, but she seemed like As if firmly nailed to Tony's side, he refused to move, forcing him to stand behind his friend, "You said that you would be honored if I presented you with the award."

"Ah, Roddy, buddy, you're here!" Tony laughed and turned around to give Roddy a perfunctory hug, nodding innocently, "Of course, but—when will the awards come?"

Roddy would love to get a kick out of Tony's pretty face (God, he's been wanting to do it for ages), but he's an American soldier and he has to manage his temper.

So he gave a decent smirk.

"Awards, you say? Now, right here," he held up the crystal trophy and stuffed it under Tony's nose so that he could no longer ignore it, "Neng, here you are."

"That's great, it will save a lot of trouble." Tony Shou smiled shamelessly at his friend, and happily took the trophy, as if he wasn't the guy who promised to participate in the awards ceremony and then ran away, and then—— The poor, always overlooked trophy was handed to the beautiful woman beside her.

Roddy knew what kind of a bastard Tony was, but he was still pissed. He began to feel that it was detrimental to the dignity of the American soldier to endure this all the time, so our army colonel decided to fight back.

"Little Pepper said that you have changed your mind recently," he said slowly, "because of a certain baron."

After Tony's expression froze for a second, he quickly returned to that dragging dead look.

"Obviously, your intelligence network hasn't been updated in real time, it's already an old calendar." Tony waved his hand and replied, then turned to the beautiful woman beside him, "baby, come and blow my dice—help me good luck, I'm going to stake everything this time."

The blond beauty twisted her waist pretentiously, and after throwing a wink, she blew at the dice in Tony's palm.

Roddy wanted to continue the topic, but Tony stretched out his thumb, trying to force him to blow too.

"No, I won't blow a man's dice." Rody knew that Tony was offended by what he said just now, and he was also offended by the thumb that was about to poke his face. He stretched out his hand and pushed Tony away, thinking Let him take the damn dice away from under his nose, and unexpectedly throw the dice on the gaming table.

"Oh! Our Colonel Roddy rolled the dice, let's see what it is?" Tony opened his arms and yelled dramatically, and Roddy put his hand on his forehead.

"Two o'clock? Oh, it's two o'clock. It's surprising." Tony sighed exaggeratedly, and turned his head, "You made me lose everything."

"So, the God of Gamblers is hinting that you should stop in time," Roddy took the opportunity to say, "Don't forget that we have to fly to Afghanistan tomorrow."

"Yes, Afghanistan..." Tony murmured and repeated. In fact, he already felt that staying here was boring. The blond beauty's cheekbones were too high, her hair color was too bright, her perfume was too pungent, her smile was too hypocritical, and The brunette reminded him damn well of Thomas.

Tony hesitated for a moment, and it was a bit embarrassing to go back home like this. After all, Tony Stark had no record of going back to sleep alone from Las Vegas before, but he didn't want to force himself to do something he didn't want to do.

"Okay, go back." He said, waved to the ladies who had stuck with him for more than three hours without apology, then turned and walked out the door, followed by four burly men including the driver Harpy In the back, Roddy stayed to deal with the follow-up matters of the awards show.

Perhaps it was God's arrangement. When Tony was about to get in the car and go home to sleep, a woman's voice came from behind—"Mr. Stark, excuse me, I'm Kristin, a reporter from Vanity Fair—"

This is the last chance tonight, Tony thought so, the last chance to prove himself, to prove that Tony Stark is still Tony Stark, he has to seize it, I hope this lady reporter will not too ugly.

So he put on his playboy mask and turned around, satisfied to see a hot blonde with blue eyes.

Tony waved to the bodyguards, signaling them to let him come.

"May I ask you a few questions?" said the fair-haired beauty.

"Of course, please." Tony tilted his head and made a gesture that he thought was handsome.

"You've been called the 'Modern Da Vinci,' what do you think of that moniker?"

"For some reason, I can't draw." Tony's high spirits fell to the ground again - the word "Da Vinci" reminded him of Thomas, hell, can't this guy get out of my head?

"So, what about the 'Death Merchant'?" The blond beauty continued to ask, well, this question is not too sharp, at least Tony has been asked no less than one or two hundred times.

"That's not too bad," he replied perfunctorily, eager to get to the point quickly, abduct the female reporter to bed, and quickly forget about Thomas, but fortunately, the recording pen in the hand of the beautiful reporter reminded him that as Star The responsibility of the chairman of Ke Industry, so he still answered some high-sounding explanations.

"Really? Do you believe what you just said?" The female reporter showed a hint of disgust on her face, "Aren't you unable to sleep at night?"

"That depends on who you're with," Tony finally couldn't help himself, and decided to end the conversation.So he took off his sunglasses and stared at the beautiful woman in front of him with those big brown eyes, looking sincere and seductive, he knew it would work, it always worked, "If it was with you, I think I Couldn't sleep all night."

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Tony stretched his waist as he walked towards the basement studio. He was full of energy and energy now. He felt that he had become the fearless and powerful Tony Stark again. And he'll be able to disprove Pepper's false speculations about him falling in love - lo and behold, I slept with a blonde.

At this time, the electronic butler's voice suddenly sounded: "Sir, there is something you might want to know."

"What's the matter? Jarvis?" Tony asked casually, but his mind was thinking about how to turn his semi-finished product into a finished product as soon as possible.

"Mr. Sharp came just now." The electronic butler still said in a calm tone, while Tony choked on his own saliva because of this dramatic turn.

"I don't want to know this at all," Tony yelled to Jarvis in a broken voice, "he—how did he come here?" Isn't he going to save the suffering African people?

"Mr. Sharp said that due to the weather, the plane will not be able to take off until this morning." The electronic butler replied dutifully.

Tony circled the studio a few times like a chicken without a head.

"How could you just let him in like this?" He didn't know what to do, so he could only complain to the electronic housekeeper.

"Sorry, sir," the electronic butler replied, "but you have given Mr. Sharp a secondary authority, and I must obey his wish."

Tony sighed.

"Looks like I'll have to give you an upgrade," he muttered, then suddenly remembered, "So, he knows I've brought someone back?" Maybe Thomas was just hanging around in the hall, maybe ...

"Yes, sir," Jarvis broke Tony's last glimmer of fantasy and hope, "actually, he stood in your bedroom for a total of seven minutes and 23 seconds, and didn't leave until you orgasmed."

"Holycrap!" Tony jumped up, "What's wrong with him! Voyeurism? And, Jarvis, why didn't you remind me that someone was visiting my bed!?"

"Sorry, sir, but you have ordered that when you are having sex with others, you must not be disturbed unless your life is endangered."

"Well, well, it's really not life-threatening, so don't worry about it," Tony said to himself, plopping back in his chair, "but next time, next time, Jarvis, if someone If you spy on my bed activities, please notify me immediately."

"Yes, sir."

After a moment of silence.

"Show me the video," Tony said.

"You mean the tape from last night when Mr. Sharp came over?"

"Yes, that's right, play it now." Tony ordered, but the moment the display window flickered, he changed his mind, "Forget it, Jarvis, don't play it."

He leaned his head against the back of the chair, covered his face with his hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Jarvis?"

"I'm here, sir—"

"What was his expression when he left?"

"Mr. Sharp left without expression, sir."

Another period of silence.

"Okay, I see," Tony finally said.

☆、Ch.13. Rescue

Loki went to Africa first, sold the weapons he got from Stark Industries to the local warlords, and earned a small bag of diamonds-ah, it’s really not good for mortals to go around all day for such a little thing. worth.After leaving Africa, he took the time to return to Asgard and asked his father if there was anything he could do for him. This time, Odin seemed happy with his youngest son's visit to the atrium.

"Asgard has been very peaceful recently," the father of the gods said lovingly, "Go, you don't have to stay by our side all the time, go to other countries to see more, so that you can grow your king's heart."

"Yes, father, I will follow your teachings." Loki solemnly agreed, and the phrase "heart of a king" made his heart tremble with joy—maybe it won't be long before his father will The crown prince's laurels are placed on his head, and he will eventually surpass Saul and become the most valued son of his father.

Before leaving, he went to visit his mother as usual.

"You have really grown up a lot," Friggie said sincerely, stroking the hair on the temples of her youngest son, "You always liked to play some pranks when you were young, so that others would pay more attention to you, but now, you have become a handsome A stable and handsome guy, he is the focus of everyone wherever he goes."

"Proud of me?" Loki smiled, his green eyes twinkling with pleasure.

"Yes," Frigg said, with the joy and tenderness of a mother, "I'm proud of you, Rocky, my son, I'm proud of you."

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When Loki returned to the courtyard in such a good mood, he remembered that he still had some unresolved questions about Tony.Frankly, seeing him having sex with other people really made Loki uncomfortable (although it was also funny, Stark was no different from a snorting husky at the time), it was kind of like When he was a child, the cuddling bear his mother made for him was snatched away by Sol and played with him all day—of course he knew that it was just a cuddling bear, and it wasn't worth getting angry with his brother for it, but he just couldn't help it.

He hadn't made up his mind whether to part ways with Tony, or to pretend to be a fool and continue to be together, when his personal cell phone rang, and the screen showed that Tony Honey was calling.

Loki hesitated for a moment, and decided within a second to forgive Tony. That little human being was his pet just like the cuddling bear. For pets, more tolerance and affection would not damage the majesty of a god.

He deliberately waited until the tenth ring of the phone before pressing the answer button with satisfaction.

"Miss me? Honey?" Loki said in his signature languid tone, but there was an electronic voice on the other end of the phone that was obviously not Tony.

"Mr. Sharp, hello, this is Mr. Stark's butler Jarvis."

"Hello, Jarvis." Loki put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, "What's the matter?" At this moment, he thought of another possibility——that ignorant, blind human might not want to Give him a pet again, is Stark talking about breaking up with him through Jarvis?

"Mr. Stark was attacked by rebel militants in Afghanistan and his whereabouts are unknown," Jarvis's voice was still unhurried. "Miss Pepper insisted that I notify you, but your phone has not been connected."

Loki was knocked down for a second by this divine development.

"What is he doing in Afghanistan?" He came back to his senses and said angrily, couldn't Stark stay in the United States honestly?

This time, Jarvis didn't answer his words immediately, but said "Mr. Sharp, Miss Potts wants to talk to you." Immediately afterwards, a familiar female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Baron Sharp, thank God, you are finally willing to turn it on." Little Pepper's voice was a little hoarse, but still capable.

"I've been in Africa for the past few months, and I didn't use this phone, nor did I watch the news here," Rocky said, "When did Tony happen?"

"He went to Afghanistan on the day you left, and something happened the next day," Pepper's voice began to tremble, "Those people threatened the US government to exchange Tony with five formerly captured organization leaders, otherwise they would kill him." Get rid of him, but the government disagrees. Colonel Roddy said that the U.S. military will not give up the search, but like Mr. Stein, he sent many people to look for it at the beginning, but now he is discouraged, and even the government is no longer so active. It's been almost three months and no one knows where Tony is, if he's still alive, and I'm just a secretary, I've tried everything I can think of, it's not working, it's not working at all... so... so... ..."

She paused for a while, sniffled, and then continued: "So, please, Mr. Sharp, you must have a way, you must have a way, you are Tony's last hope, you are the baron, you There must be a way, isn't it...isn't it..."

This strong woman finally broke down. She began to cry loudly, as if she wanted to vent all the anguish she had been holding on to these days. Even just by listening to her voice, Loki could know how sad and desperate she was, and how desperate she was. Deeply in love with Tony.

"Don't worry, I'll find him," he promised, with a calming charm that miraculously reassured Pepper, who had been exhausted for three months. "If he lives, I'll find him." Bring him back; if he dies, I will bring his body back."

After hanging up the phone, Loki immediately ordered his deputy to prepare the plane to Afghanistan - he is a god, he is a magician, he has left a mark on Tony in the past, and now, with this, he can easily Get people back.

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"Now, turn around and drive northwest." Loki directed the helicopter pilot sitting in the front seat through the headset. Of course, he has an arms business in Afghanistan (this is a popular war zone in the world), and a helicopter is more than enough.

The pilot followed Loki's instructions blankly. He had never performed such a mission before. He had no destination, no goal, and just listened to a person's instructions. Are they flying around in this damn desert? What are you going to do?

His curiosity was satisfied three hours later—Looky finally spotted the little black dot representing Tony when he looked down. Faster than a turtle, but still trying to persevere.

"Land down," Loki ordered, jumping off the helicopter before it had even come to a complete stop, and walked straight to Tony.The man is now disheveled, wearing dirty overalls and a vest that he did not know where he got it, his hair that was neatly trimmed is now in a mess, there are several wounds on his face, scabs of blood, and the same on his arms, The beard was unkempt and full of sand, only the brown eyes were as bright as Loki remembered.

"Look at you, what a mess without me—" Loki stood straight in front of his boy, holding out his hand, "Want a ride home? I can assure you, it's better than two It's much faster to walk back on the legs."

Tony stared blankly at Loki, and slowly, slowly stretched out his hand, and touched his hand lightly, as if confirming that it wasn't part of a mirage, and then he threw himself at him, The force was so great that even a god staggered back a step.

"I think the answer is 'yes'." Loki patted Tony, who was putting his head on his shoulder, and showed a smile that he didn't even notice, then put his arms around him and was about to take him to the helicopter.

The helicopter engine was too loud, and Tony was exhausted, so they didn't talk. After Loki allowed Tony to drink a moderate amount of water, he let him sleep next to him, and didn't shake him until they landed at the nearby airport. Awake.

"Yes!" Tony snapped his eyes open and yelled, then raised his hands above his head, which really startled Loki.

"Wow—I thought I was very gentle," he winked playfully at Tony to relieve the other's embarrassment. It seems that his boy has not had a good time these three months. "We have to change places, at least Have the medical staff check you out and treat those wounds."

"No!" Tony straightened his back reflexively and refused, and then he suddenly realized that he had overreacted. Hell, his nerves have not been tense in the past three months, and the scene just now Sleep made him almost forget the fact that he was saved.

"I mean, I need a hot bath more than a doctor." He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to make up for it with a few witty words, and told himself repeatedly in his heart, don't be nervous, you It's safe, look, Thomas is here, and you'll be back to civilization in no time.

"Okay, no doctor," Loki said indulgently, the poor black silk shirt he was wearing was covered in dirt and sand from Tony's sleep, "I brought a private jet, you can go there Take a bath, eat and sleep by the way, and you will probably be home when you wake up-oh, I just informed Pepper and Colonel Roddy, who said he will be here soon, you may want to talk to them or It's a meeting."

"Oh my god, then I have to make myself visible before he comes." Tony said with a cute and funny expression, "If Roddy sees me like this, he will definitely laugh at me for the rest of his life. "

He tried to stand up from his position, but he barely succeeded after trying for the second time. Loki didn't reach out to support him, but jumped out of the helicopter first, and then grabbed Tony's waist and hugged him down.

"Oh, thank you." Tony was a little unnatural, he is not good at playing the weak and being taken care of by others, but Loki replied him with a smirk, waved to the side, and a jeep quickly drove over and stopped. In front of them, ferry them to Rocky's private jet.

☆、Ch.14. Trauma

Tony stood in front of the oversized bathtub and shivered slightly. The steaming hot water in that large tub gave him uncontrollable fear.

They tried to bring him to his knees after he categorically refused to make weapons for the militants.Of course, they couldn't really hurt his body—every part on it was an important guarantee for making weapons—they repeatedly forced him into the water and tortured him, destroying his spirit with suffocation, and forcing him to compromise.

And now, he must overcome this fear - if he wants to become the strong Tony Stark again, he must be fearless.

So, he took a deep breath, stumbling and took off all his clothes, then stepped into the bathtub, gripping the edge of the bathtub with both hands, forcing himself to sit down little by little until his body was completely submerged in the hot water , showing only the brown head.

See, there's nothing difficult about it, babies love to swim in the placenta, kissing water is your instinct, Tony said to himself, stretching his legs, relaxing his body, and was about to enjoy it for the first time in three months. It was a hot bath in the true sense, but my left hand slipped inadvertently, and the whole person fell into the water at once.

In an instant, the suffocating pain and terror in his memory completely submerged Tony like a tide, the tentacles of death entangled his body again, the warm water pierced his face like needles, and then he couldn't help it. It pours into his lungs as he opens his mouth to breathe.He was slipping, struggling and writhing in the shallow bathtub, trying to get rid of the illusory hand holding his neck, but his best efforts were still in vain.

"Tony, do you need me to come in?" Thomas' voice came from outside the cubicle, which made Tony finally wake up, and then realized that most of his body had already protruded out of the bathtub, and the feeling of suffocation was completely just his illusion .

"No—of course not—I can do it—" He wiped the water from his face, panted and answered, cursing himself for being weak.

"Okay, but I'm afraid you'll have to hurry, Roddy is getting out of the car."

"Understood," Tony replied loudly, paused, and then continued to say in the tone that everything was going well: "But I don't think he minds waiting, after all, he's used to waiting a long time ago."

Although he said so, Tony still speeded up the bath, mainly because he didn't want to stay in this damn bathtub any longer.After letting out some water, he sat back down again, wet his hair carefully, and began to wash the sand inside with shampoo.

He always thought that Rody would be the one who found him, after all, the US military base was nearby, but he never thought that it would be Thomas who reached out to him in a desperate situation.Of course, he was very glad that someone found him before he was sunburned to death, but he really didn't want this person to be Thomas—he didn't want to be in such a mess in front of him, covered in blood, dirtier than a stray dog Not as good.

But it’s only in front of Thomas that he can relax and become weak. He doesn’t have to hold on desperately to save face, and use up his last bit of strength to maintain the dignity that Tony Stark deserves—to face a guy who once fucked you into incontinence. People, you have no dignity and lower limit for a long time.There was even a moment when he was about to cry uncontrollably in his arms, venting out all the fright and grievance he had experienced like a half-grown child.

In the cave where the militants imprisoned him, he met a scientist who was held hostage like himself, and they stayed together for three months, talking about almost everything.The man had asked him if he had any family, and Tony could only shake his head. He had Pepper, Roddy, and Obie. They were all like his family, but none of them were his family.

It's funny - Tony Stark is a millionaire, he's a super scientist, he's a genius, but what's the use of that?After all, he was just a poor man who had everything and had nothing.

He'd had a chance, maybe he'd have had another chance if he hadn't smugly fucked a woman on the second day of Thomas's business trip, but Tony was pretty much sure it was over for the two of them then.They can't be together, can't go further, can't jump into the grave of marriage together - Youjump, Ijump.

Yes, marriage, Tony never thought he would look at this word with a positive attitude, but after Little Pepper jokingly asked him when he would marry Thomas, he actually began to fantasize about their married life. It's not as scary as Tony thought, almost the same as before marriage, intense bed exercise, comfortable company in the studio, occasional bickering, teasing each other or others.

Of course, there are differences, such as adoption, surrogacy, or test-tube children. Although they are not the type to raise children, Pepper will definitely help. She will work hard and take care of everything. After being too angry or annoyed to walk away, Tony would hide in the studio and push all the childcare work to Thomas, and Thomas would bring the children in with evil intentions, and then Together they made a mess of his studio.So in the end, to be fair, they'll be super-dads together, resignedly playing games with the brats and sneaking around to exchange a hot, wet kiss or two when they can't see.

And now, Tony got this chance again, Thomas ignored the past, and even miraculously fell from the sky like a god, saving his life.So this time, he must not let people go again.

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Rocky found that he couldn't understand this human being more and more, which puzzled everyone. Tony Stark held a press conference on the first day back to New York, eating hamburgers and escarpment at the same time. As the chairman of the grams of industry, he announced the shutdown of the company's weapons production line.

Rocky is not worried that he will cut off the supply, after all, Obaday Stan will not really obey Tony's wishes, strangling the neck of the golden goose that produces weapons to prevent it from laying eggs, but Tony's determination and courage It really surprised him. After all, weapon manufacturing is the main business of Stark Industries. Once the company ceases production, the stock price of the company will plummet, and there is even a risk of collapse. What exactly does this human being want to do?Did the militants screw his brains out?

After the press conference, the board of directors unexpectedly suspended Tony's activities (Rocky guessed that the decision to stop the production of weapons would not be long before being rejected by the board members. The money was in vain), and the latter didn’t seem to care about it at all. Instead, he got into his own studio and started to build his Mark 2 (Mark[-]), and he even dragged Loki to insist on him Also stay.

"Can't you close that thing?" Loki sighed looking down at the blue arc reactor on Tony's chest, it was too dazzling, especially he wanted to kiss the two points next to it hour.

"Don't you think that's cool?" Tony said innocently.