How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

said, with an affectionate-after-the-fact hoarseness in his voice, "And you don't want to have a good time and find out you're inserting a dead body—"

Well, that’s what Loki complained about a little bit. Tony explained to him the origin of this thing on the plane before. In order to prevent the shrapnel in the body from entering the heart, the little scientist inserted an electromagnet into his chest. And made a small arc reactor to continuously power the electromagnet.It is estimated that without this thing, Tony would really have to become a corpse.

So instead of complaining, he just grunted and used his mouth to suck on Tony's Adam's Apple, while Tony wrapped himself around Loki like an octopus.

"Sleep, Hugging Bear—" He kissed Tony on the forehead, the latter yawned, murmured "Good night then", closed his eyes and fell asleep almost immediately, the second generation of Mark The manufacturing work is so tedious that he has not slept for nearly 36 hours.

Loki turned his head to look at Tony's black eye sockets, the new stubble and the increasingly obvious wrinkles at the corners of his mouth, and then closed his eyes.As a god, he didn't really need sleep, but Tony needed a sleeping partner with whom he was happy to cuddle.

In the middle of the night, Loki found that the person in his arms was becoming restless, his naked body became viscous due to a lot of night sweat, he was breathing heavily, and his limbs twitched slightly.

Rocky sighed. The media thought that Tony was staying behind closed doors because of post-traumatic stress disorder. It’s not nonsense. Tony’s mental state is indeed not stable. Recently, he is extremely attached to Rocky, and he can’t even bear Rocky’s absence from his sight Within range, as long as he leaves, he will be restless. Once Loki left for two days, Tony didn't close his eyes for two full days-no creature has ever been so attached to Loki, as if once he left him, he couldn't sleep. life will come to an abrupt end.

This kind of attachment made the little prince of Asgard feel an unprecedented tenderness in his heart, and he couldn't wait to protect the fragile human being in his arms, be his protector, and keep him away from any danger, even nightmares cannot be in his arms. Infested him under the nose.

So, he inserted his slender fingers into the brown human hair, pressed gently, let him relax, then closed his eyes, slipped into that nightmare, and grabbed Tony's hand in the dream.

It was indeed a terrible dream. There was yellow sand everywhere, not a single shade from a tree, and the sun was so big that it hung over their heads, and the sun shot at their bodies like a sharp sword.

"Thomas?" Tony turned his head, his honey-colored skin was dripping with sweat, he looked at Loki suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I'm here, Honey," Loki smiled, "I'll take you home."

"Yes, yes, it's you—that's great—" In the dream, Tony hugged Loki again, as hard as that day, but this time he shed tears.

"Shh, it's okay, I'm here, you don't need to be afraid of anything." Loki comforted him by patting him on the back. At that time, this little human must have been terrified. Under the hands of armed and hostile savages, in a dark cave, there is no hope, no one will come to rescue him, every day may be the last day of life, and he has no messy titles as a disguise, just It could be a lonely Tony Stark.

"Come on," Loki held him tighter, "let's get out of here."

Tony looked around blankly.

"But where is the plane?" he asked. "We can't go without the plane. They might catch up."

"No need for a plane," Loki lowered his head and kissed Tony's forehead. "You can fly, and we can fly home."

He started to run forward with him, the yellow sand rose behind them, and after running up a sand dune, a gust of wind suddenly blew over and brought the two of them into the air.

"My God, I can fly!" Tony exclaimed excitedly, as if he were still a child under ten years old.

"Yes, you are omnipotent." Loki also laughed, pointing straight ahead: "Look, we are about to fly out of the desert."

Sure enough, almost in an instant, a huge lake appeared in front of them. The lake was covered with tall coconut trees, casting a tempting coolness one after another.

They landed there, and Loki picked a coconut for Tony to quench his thirst, and then they sat next to each other under the tree, looking at the lake in front of them.

"I'm a little sleepy," Tony said, resting his head on Loki's lap, his eyes slightly closed, and his breathing began to grow long.

"Then sleep well." Loki adjusted his posture slightly so that he could sleep more comfortably, "When you wake up, I will still be by your side."

And just like that, the sleeping person fell asleep in his dream.

☆、Ch.15. Trust

"Where's Danse?" Pepper walked into the living room with the dry-cleaned clothes, but he didn't get the expected welcome.

"He and Tony are in the studio—" Loki replied lazily. The little tow bottle he brought, Danse, flew to him from England for the summer vacation, and now that Tony was in this situation, he couldn't leave. Dans took him to Stark's mansion to raise him. Anyway, it's close to the beach. If Dans feels bored, he can go to the beach to play.

To Loki's surprise, Tony actually liked Dans very, very much. Although he didn't look like the type who likes children, he got along very well with Dans, and even patiently explained him to a ten-year-old child. The difficult and advanced scientific research at hand.

"It seems that Tony is recovering well," Pepper said happily. "It doesn't seem long before I don't need to talk to him carefully-God knows I've endured it for too long, how can he do this? Just Then he announced the reputation of shutting down the weapon production line, without discussing with anyone, leaving a huge mess, the stock price fell like a jumping machine, and I still have to endure it, and I dare not even complain."

"I don't think you need to worry about his post-traumatic stress disorder anymore. That guy threatened me with this last night that I want to be on top. You must not always follow him like this." Loki leaned on the sofa while talking On the morning, slowly drinking the hot cocoa in his hand, he also had a cup for himself when he just poured a big and a small one in the studio - drinks with high sugar content can help increase people's sense of happiness and security, That's what it says online.

Pepper hung Tony's and Rocky's clothes separately in the cloakroom, then walked over and sat down next to Rocky.

"I want to apologize to you," she said sincerely, "before - I said something inappropriate about you in front of Tony, and maybe that's why he did that bastard thing, and you didn't care , and went to Afghanistan to get him back, that was noble. I don't know what would have happened to Tony without you."

Of course Loki knew what "that bastard thing" that Pepper said meant, but now he really didn't care about it.He put the half-drunk hot cocoa on the table and waved his hand to Pepper, indicating that it was no big deal.

"Also, I'm really curious, but how did you find Tony? You know, the U.S. military stationed in Afghanistan has been searching for three months without even a clue." Little Pepper asked.

Loki had expected that someone would ask this question.

“Charity organizations are active in Afghanistan,” he began, naturally, to lie. “They are more willing to tell us the truth than the U.S. military.”

Pepper was persuaded, this is indeed human nature.

"Actually, Tony saved himself this time. I can't break through the secret base of the rebels and fish him out." Loki said with a smile, "I have to admit that he is a miracle, and he would die the same without me." No—he can always figure it out, so don't worry too much."

Miracles, yes, miracles, this is Tony Stark's new position in Loki's mind, he never imagined that human beings can do this to this extent - Tony's Mark II is basically completed, Loki predicts Take a look, although that thing can't bring him any fatal damage, it's okay to hurt him.

Isn't it a miracle that mortals have the ability to compete with a god?

"Little Pepper—" Dans rushed up from the basement like a small cannonball, and immediately hugged Xiao Pepper's legs.

"Hello, Danse," Pepper patted the boy's head, "Did you have fun with Tony?"

"I'm very happy, Tony is really good, he made a super big robot, maybe one day he can make a Transformer!" Dance said excitedly, and then turned his head as if he suddenly remembered something, "That's right , Thomas, Tony wants you to come down."

"Got it—" Loki rolled his eyes, put the finished cocoa cup into the sink, wiped his hands and went downstairs.Tony's symptoms have improved a lot recently, and he can sleep peacefully even without Loki. Rocky guesses that this is because of Mark II—Tony already has other reliance and sustenance, and he doesn't have to learn from Loki. I feel safe.

"Here's my armor, how about it?" His other boy smugly showed him the results of his research.

"That's right, at least you can definitely be ten centimeters taller after wearing it, which is much better than your inner height-enhancing insoles." Loki commented, admiring the smooth lines and seamless design, Honestly, they're beautiful, "but you don't make this just to look tall, do you?"

"Maybe it's just for this," Tony replied casually. "This generation is much better than the one I made in the cave in Afghanistan. The next generation should be more refined. I also added a cock, aileron... ..."

"So you called me here just to show off?" Loki was a little dumbfounded.

"Of course, but that's one of the reasons," Tony said, playing with a blue-lighting arc reactor in his hand, "I want you to do me a favor."

"I remember last time you said I wasn't as smart as Dummy—" Loki said bitterly.

"Okay, okay, you're much smarter than stupid, okay?" Tony waved his hand perfunctorily, then turned his head and shrugged regretfully at his intelligent robot hand, "I've wronged you."

Loki decided to be magnanimous. He walked over and took the reactor in his hand. Tony had complained that the previous reactor was too hasty and rough. It seemed that he had prepared a new one for himself.

"You want me to give you a new heart?" he said, "You just put your life in my hands?"

"Hmm," Tony took off his work vest, and half-lyed on the work chair with his bare upper body, "Come on, I trust your hands."

Loki walked up to him and looked down at the lamb for slaughter.

"What if I wanted to kill you?" he asked, and it was clear that Tony Stark had unknowingly set another precedent in Loki's life - he gave Loki his most precious thing, Put yourself in danger of death, waiting for the verdict from the unknown.

How could he trust someone other than himself so much?

"Then I'll die—" Tony replied, spreading his hands as if wondering why Loki would ask a question with such an obvious answer.

The two looked at each other for a while, and suddenly laughed at the same time.

"Okay, tell me how to do it." Rocky moved his slender and flexible fingers, like a warm-up exercise before a marathon.

"Take out the current reactor with the magnet, and connect the one in your hand to the base," Tony replied succinctly, "Don't be nervous, it's very simple." To be honest, he was a little nervous himself, although The probability of something going wrong is not high, but if it happens, he will die in all likelihood.

"It sounds quite simple." Loki curled his lips, then stretched out his hand, and directly snapped off the reactor on Tony's chest.

"Hey, macho, take it easy!" Tony was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating.

"You said—it's very simple." Loki showed a sly and innocent smile.

"I should really ask Pepper for help, not you." Tony was completely defeated by Rocky.

"Then why didn't you find her?"

"She's a girl, and I'm afraid to frighten her."

"Aren't you afraid to scare me?" Loki complained, "Your place smells like a stinky sewer, and there is some sticky unknown liquid."

"That's the electrolyte coming out of the device," Tony explained.

"Do you want to clean it?"

"No, can you hurry up?" Tony started to freak out, and if he was so slow, his heart would really be over, and then——

"AHHH!!!!!!" Tony yelled, the electric current rushing through his body so much that his eyes almost popped out.

"Is it good?" Loki asked, in exactly the same tone as when he fucked Tony to the point of cum on the bed.

"It's cool," Tony smirked, this guy definitely did it on purpose, he was definitely using the short circuit to scare him.

"Do you want to do it again?"

"One more time and I think I'll be able to piss on myself," Tony said angrily.

Loki made a "you're disgusting" expression, threw the magnets and wires on the table, and then neatly installed the new arc reactor on Tony's chest.

"You're done," he announces, and Tony, relieved as if relieved, hops off his work chair and puts his work vest back on as if it were a suit of armor strong enough to stop Loki's various shenanigans.

"What are you going to do with this?" Loki played with the old reactor Tony replaced.

"Destroy," Tony said, "I can't let anyone but me have this technology."

"You don't trust the American government anymore?"

"No, I don't believe it." Tony said firmly. "I provided weapons to the government, and then those weapons somehow went to the rebels and shot at the people I wanted to protect. Weapons are made to maintain world peace. , hell--"

"Weapons are not the key, but who owns them," Loki said. "So, why don't you keep this old reactor for yourself as PlanB?"

Tony blinked.

"Because I like the new and hate the old," he said, "or maybe because I never had a Plan B and didn't need a Plan B."

Loki raised an eyebrow, showing a "I can't stand you megalomaniac" expression.

"Do you know?" He said, "From the time I met you, I found that you have a self-destructive impulse. This is really strange. Human beings are afraid of death, which is obviously instinctive, but you always seem to be changing. Fa'er courted death by himself."

"That's a pity I haven't died yet." Tony shrugged. "Lucky likes pretty boys—like me."

"But someday Lady Luck will have enough of your wrinkled face, by the way, even if you make a daily face mask," Rocky said to Tony, "Don't argue, your face There are wrinkles" gesture, "You must have a PlanB to keep your life well."

"Okay, I'll keep this." Tony took the old reactor from Loki, put it in the empty donut box on the table, and stuffed the box into a less full donut box. "By the way, do you still love me if I have wrinkles?"

His tone was casual, but Loki knew his boy was nervous—very nervous, so he pulled him closer and planted a passionate kiss on his lips.

"Don't worry, I'm a man of connotation," he patted Tony on the cheek flippantly, "Also, I seriously doubt that you'll be the one who turned his back on you first, don't you, my dear 'Like the new and hate the old' gentlemen?"

☆、Ch.16. Metamorphosis

Not long after helping Tony replace the reactor, Loki received a message from Obaday Stan that all the munitions required for the contract, including the latest Jericho missile, had been prepared, and Loki was asked to inspect the goods.

"Honey, I'm going out for a while," Loki closed the phone and stood up and said to Tony, "I'll be back in the evening."

"Got it, got it, I'll stay here," Tony was busy testing the compatibility of his new arc reactor with the Mark II, and waved his hand perfunctorily, "Remember to bring back the burger."

"You'll never get over your junk food addiction, huh?"

"You're right, my dear junk food."

But when Rocky came back with a bunch of junk food, he found that Tony was not at home.

Well, it's no big deal, it's Tony Stark, and it's only natural that he's not home.But the problem is that the Mark II is not where it should be, and this will cause big trouble.

Loki threw the donuts and hamburger onto Tony's workbench, and was about to use his magic to detect the guy's location, but heard a loud noise from above his head, and then, a gray, shaggy humanoid object smashed through It hit the ceiling and fell heavily on Tony's collection of high-end sports cars, stirring up a burst of dust, while the robotic arm dutifully ran over and started spraying water on the thing.

Loki stood with his arms folded in front of the scrapped sports car and the piece of iron that smashed the sports car to pieces.

"Stay here?" he said sarcastically. "Mr. Stark, can you keep your word even once?"

Even though he was very angry, Loki stretched out his hand to help Tony, who was wearing the Mark II, stood up with difficulty, endured the dust and worked with Jarvis to take off the steel armor for him, revealing the bruises all over his body.

"You went to fly the Mark II? How dare you?" Loki yelled at Tony angrily. In the process of making this damn armor, this fragile human has been injured countless times. The whole person fell into the ceiling. Fortunately, Loki caught Tony in time when he fell, otherwise it would not be as simple as a slight concussion. Why couldn't he learn the lesson?

"I dare to do anything, otherwise where do you find someone to cater to your nasty tastes in bed?" Tony smirked, "Can you get me an ice pack, please? My head hurts a bit, I'd better put some cold compress on it. "

"No," Loki said with a cold face. This time he was really angry. "You are just a mortal. Do you know what will happen if you fall from the sky?"

"Actually, I actually fell from the sky—the mecha froze because I was flying too high." Tony added fuel to the fire recklessly, "Sometimes I really feel that you are some kind of creature other than human beings. The accent sounds as if you weren’t born on Earth—wait a minute, you’re not really from Earth, are you?”

This guy can always discover the essence through the phenomenon, and it is too wasteful to live as a human being for more than a hundred years.Loki thought so in his heart, but the expression on his face was still very serious: "Really? Changing the subject again?"

Tony, of course, was just talking casually. He had no idea that he had almost missed something just now. Instead, he was complacent that dear Thomas was so nervous about himself.

"I'll do whatever I want, that's all." He continued nonchalantly, expecting to piss Thomas off completely, and he remembered how severely he had been punished the last time he had pissed Thomas off, so much so that he went on for days. You have to stand while you work.But now that his adrenaline hasn't come down, he can go back to the same intense exercise as the test flight just now—just change the location.

But just like Tony himself who always plays cards out of common sense, Baron Sharp is also an unpredictable little bastard. Instead of getting angry, he took a deep look at the disgraced scientific madman, then turned and left.

"Hey, hey, where are you going?" Tony started to get a little nervous, and what made him even more nervous was that Thomas didn't plan to talk to him at all, and left the studio on his own.

"Wait, wait—" Tony hurried to catch up, and caught Thomas just in time when he picked up his coat, "Where are you going?"

"I can go wherever I want, that's all." Loki replied following Tony's sentence pattern just now.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I apologize," Tony said in his most sincere tone, "but I must finish the Mark series as soon as possible, no matter how dangerous it is."

Loki still held his coat, maintaining a posture that would rush out the door at any moment, "Give me a reason."

"You know, those rebels blew up my transport truck and took me away," Tony tried to sort out his thoughts, because he really didn't know how to say it, and he rarely had such conversations with Loki , they are usually playing with each other like two cats, "I was there, three months in that goddamn cave, and I could die at any time."

"People always think a lot when they are about to die. At that time, I looked back at my life, from childhood to adulthood, and found that there were so many mistakes. Because of losing my temper, I couldn't see my father for the last time, because I was self-righteous. , I have failed your trust, because of wrong beliefs, I have created too many weapons that should not have been made, and hurt too many innocent people."

"Some mistakes can never be made up for, but some are okay. This may be the reason why God let me survive. The past me was too weak, and I couldn't even protect myself. I need the Mark series. Only with They, I can use my way to protect the world."

Loki blinked, he didn't know whether he should laugh or be in awe, this little human actually said that he wanted to protect the whole world?As a god, he dare not say such big words, how dare a mortal human being?

But Tony Stark is serious, he is not kidding, and he is running towards his goal non-stop, not afraid of any setbacks and challenges.That almost fatal ordeal seems to have accidentally contributed to a transformation, making him more radiant - if the former Tony Stark was just a pompous diamond, blingbling because of his intelligence and wealth Blind people's eyes everywhere, so now he is a magic rough stone, what he has is no longer just a gorgeous appearance, but more importantly, an inner body full of energy.

Loki may not know what to say, but he thinks he should at least not leave such a beautiful creature in front of his eyes.So he threw his coat back on the couch and pulled Tony past him and headed to the bedroom.

"Ready for a hot-fuck with an alien?" Loki asked.

"Of course, I'm here anytime." Tony squeezed Loki's hand and smirked secretly. People on Earth wouldn't have such slender fingers and such delicate skin. He really earned it.

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Rocky finally left and went to Burma. There was no way. Save the world in your own way.

"There is only one truth, but the roads leading to it are different." Tony was thinking about what his own baron had said, while staring at the hologram of Mark II on the screen, maybe he could tailor a set for Thomas , when it's okay, the two of them can go out and fly together for a while.

In fact, Tony had a rare plan for himself and Thomas.Now that they've both started raising a baby together (cute Dans, of course), some things should be on the agenda.

For example, they can occasionally cooperate to attend certain large-scale events, such as dinner parties, receptions, etc., so that reporters can take some shots of them in the same frame, and then slowly introduce their friends to each other, while he and Thomas They have no parents, so the step of meeting their parents can be omitted, and then find a friendly media to do an exclusive interview for them and release the news that the two are in love. At that time, the whole of the United States will be shocked——The flamboyant Tony Star Ke even had a day when he was firmly tied up!

In the end, he will propose to him, like in the old TV series, get down on one knee, hold a diamond ring, or maybe some other tricks-he is Tony Stark after all, how can he make his proposal scene Is it boring and boring to everyone?

Well, it's getting far, the first thing he needs to do now is to correct the problems found during the last test.

"The performance of the main sensor is degraded above 4 feet. There is a problem with the sealing of the shell. The crux may be icing. Note it down, Jarvis?"

"Of course, sir, your judgment is very accurate." The electronic voice of the smart butler came.

"The shell material must be improved. I want the gold-titanium alloy used by the Seraphim military satellite." Tony continued to order.

"Yes, sir." Jarvis responded, "Do you want to show the design renderings?"

"Thrillme."

While Jarvis was doing his calculations, Tony glanced at the TV, which was showing the news—about his third annual benefit performance for the So-and-so Foundation, and his own illness.

"After the concussion? Bedridden for weeks?" Tony pouted dissatisfiedly. "Jarvis, have we received an invitation to the benefit performance?"

"There is no record of invitations, sir."

"What kind of world is this? Please invite guests instead of hosts." Tony muttered while looking at the freshly released renderings.

"This is a bit too exaggerated—" He stared at the pure golden Mark II on the screen, so high-profile that he felt a little blush.

"I think you've been keeping a low profile lately," Jarvis quipped in his British accent.

"Then add some red to make the color more vivid." Tony glanced at the repainted Mark III, nodded with satisfaction, and then stood up from the work chair. Recently, he has been too low-key, you know, Reporters all over the United States are still pointing at him to start working to make money?How could he put them out of work?

☆、Ch.17. Challenge

Tony drove his Audi Stark4 all the way to Los Angeles. After throwing the car keys to the car boy, he straightened his suit jacket and strode coquettishly into the Disney Concert Hall. Flashing lights followed, and all kinds of beauties competed After striking up a conversation, people around turned their eyes over and whispered to each other about the recent rumors about Master Stark and Stark Industries.

"Attention, Stark," Tony said to himself while enjoying the long-lost sense of superiority, "you are just here to relax, not to hunt for sex. Keep your eyes straight and refuse any strike-ups. And don’t strike up a conversation—you have a family, you know.”

The trip was safe, and he didn't fall into the beauty trap. Tony yelled for his restraint. He walked into the banquet hall, ordered a glass of Scotch whiskey, and drank it leisurely while leaning against the bar. Three entrepreneurs, and an agent of the National Strategic Intervention Implementation Logistics Department, God, what kind of bad names are these?

Just when he was bored, he saw Pepper standing in the crowd. She was wearing a blue glossy evening dress, showing a large smooth back, looking radiant.

But just before Tony was about to go up to talk to her and invite her to dance (if it was Pepper, Thomas should have no dissatisfaction), a beautiful blonde blocked his way.

"Nice to meet you, Tony Stark." She greeted with a smile, but it was obviously just for politeness, because Tony was very sure that his one-night stand couldn't really treat him-who would treat a first-timer? What about the ruthless bastard who refused to show his face the next morning and went straight to the secretary to drive him away?

And just when he was thinking about how to drive people away again without being rude, the beautiful reporter gave him a whole dozen photos.

"Look," she said, "this is your fault."

For some unknown reason, Tony took the photos and flipped through them one by one. The more he looked at them, the worse his expression became. It showed the devastated town of Gemila in Afghanistan, the ammunition box with the words "produced by Stark Industries", and the Jericho missile. There are also rebels carrying weapons, and one of them is the little leader of the rebels who once waterboarded Tony.

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"Oh, Tony," Stan was being interviewed by the media. When he saw Tony appearing, he secretly gritted his teeth. On the surface, he immediately opened his arms and gave him a hug, and said kindly, "You should stay at home and rest for a while, and Not running over to join in the fun."

Tony accepted the hug numbly, then straightened up.

"What the hell is going on?" he demanded, shoving the photo under Stan's nose. "Why are we still producing weapons? Why are Jericho missiles in the hands of the rebels?"

Stan glanced keenly at the surrounding media, and seeing the curious looks of those reporters, he quickly put his arm around Tony's shoulders and led him to a hiding place.

"Tony, you have to know that Stark Industries is not something you can decide on your own." He said sternly, but Tony couldn't understand it at all.

"It's called 'Stark Industries,' and I can't call the shots? What's the point?"

Stan choked for a moment, so he had to tell the truth: "You didn't go to the board meeting last time."

"You told me to keep a low profile." Tony frowned.

Stan sighs. "The board has filed for an injunction and suspended you from all employment on the grounds that you suffer from PTSD. They don't think you and your new ideas are in the -- interest of the company."

"Okay——" Tony felt powerless for a while. These profit-hungry bastards, when he made money for them, he wanted to kneel down and kiss his feet, but once he had a problem, they all rushed up like wolves and wanted to kill him. He is completely torn.

But he quickly cheered up again, as he always did, "Then explain to me again, why the latest missile I have painstakingly researched for the US military appears in the hands of terrorists in Afghanistan?"

Stan pretends to think for a moment.

"I don't think you should ask me that question," he said. "You have to ask Mr. Sharp?"

"You mean Thomas?" Tony was completely confused, "What does this Thomas matter?"

"Of course it does. In a sense, Mr. Sharp is in the same profession as us, except that our main business is selling arms and occasionally doing charity, and he is just the other way around."

Tony's usually nimble brain went around several times before he could barely figure out what Stan was saying.

"You mean, Thomas is also an arms dealer?" he asked in disbelief, which was ridiculous.

"You don't know? He said he already told you about it," Stan said, acting even more unbelievable than Tony. "Because of the relationship between you two, I have approved more than one batch of munitions to him. We signed I can show you the contract."

The earth has eighteen satellites, Japan is a state of the United States, women can grow penises, and Obi is talking birds, Tony can't understand a word, can't say a word.

"Oh, God, look at you, he really hasn't confessed to you." Stan exclaimed exaggeratedly, "At first I only thought he was doing charity, after all, the Wallace Charity Fund has a lot of money. Fame, after he was with you, he once mentioned that he still had some arms business in his hands, and asked me if I could get some goods from Stark Industries."

"You promised him just like that? Didn't you think of telling me?" Tony felt his teeth chattering.

"You've never been very interested in the running of the company, sometimes not even on the board of directors" Stan spread his hands innocently, "and you did seem to be having a good time in those days, I think if Sharpe can