Marvel turns into Iron Man

"What are you laughing at!"

"This is the solemn Congress."

"Eisley, you are just provoking me."

Facing the questioning eyes of others.

Miss Stark just smiled slightly.

But her gun was aimed at Mr. President who was sitting on the side.

"Those things are the property of the United States, and you have no right to take them."

The president just shook his head.

It seemed that he was just trying to persuade him sincerely.

But really—no one wanted those things more than he did.

He's already lost his presidency for defeating aliens.

Those weapons and equipment that represent alien technology.

He really had no reason to lose them again.

"Our Soldiers are fighting on the front lines in New York City."

"But you stole the fruits of their victory."

He kept quiet about the fact that Miss Stark had ended the war.

Instead, he began to criticize her in other areas.

"You're just hiding behind your own oversized toy."

"It's like a game that understates everything about us."

Mr. President said, standing up.

"Guess what, we've found a weapons expert advisor who's familiar with you."

"Let's hear what he thinks."

Hearing his words, Miss Stark raised her eyebrows.

"Please subpoena our weapons expert, Mr. Justin Hammer, the supplier of weapons to the Ministry of Defense."

The MP finally found an opportunity to interject.

Justin Hammer, who was neatly dressed in a suit, flashed out from the other side.

With a folder in his hand, he went straight to Miss Stark's side.

Then he took the witness seat next to her.

Mr. Hammer, who hadn't seen him for a long time, laughed in front of everyone.

But his smile was directed at Miss Stark herself.

"Mr. President, Senator, allow me to speak."

The senator tilted his head to indicate that he was free to speak.

"First of all, let me make it clear that I am not an expert."

"Do you know who the expert is, it's Stark."

Justin paused and continued.

"But it's not you, Toni, it's your father."

He shrugged his shoulders at Miss Stark beside him.

"Mr. Howard Stark, he pioneered the American military industrial system."

"He is not only our patriarch, but also the father of military industry"

"But you better be clear, he's not a hippie, he's a ferocious lion."

Miss Stark just curled her lips disdainfully in the direction of Justin Hammer.

If the old man was still there, he might not have killed the daughter.

"Miss Stark has forged us an extremely sharp blade."

"But she still insists that it is just an extremely strong shield."

"She wants us to trust her, to hide behind her."

"so......."

Justin Hammer gasped for words.

President Exley looked at him expectantly.

He awaits the next step in the White House prepared remarks for Justin.

However, he was doomed to be disappointed.

"I trust her, as always."

"May God bless America and the common interests of Stark Industries and Hammer Industries."

Mr. Hammer closed the dark blue folder with a smile.

He picked up the drinking water in the glass in front of him.

He raised it in Miss Stark's direction like a toast.

"Just your skin, can you still go to heaven?"

Miss Stark stuck out her tongue towards Hammer.

Mr. Hammer shrugged his shoulders to indicate that as long as you need me, of course I can go to heaven.

About the addition of Justin Hammer was around the time Quake dropped.

But those things are not listed for the time being.

Now, after Justin Hammer exits.

What Miss Stark was facing was another good friend of hers.

"Rhodes, please."

James Rhodes - Colonel.

Just a little bit, he can be on the altar of generals.

In the sound of cameras one after another by a group of reporters.

Colonel Rhodes walked to Miss Stark's side with steady steps.

"As a school officer who is connected with Stark Industries and the military weapons research and development department."

"Colonel Rhodes has a comprehensive understanding of Stark Industries and Stark himself."

"These are Colonel Rhodes' complete reports on Toni Stark."

The councilor didn't want to make things worse.

But look at Mr. President's expression of wanting to eat people.

He had to do that again.

"Just a moment, Colonel."

Once again Mr. President interrupted the proceedings of the parliament.

"I want you to take an oath to the flag."

"I will never lose my rational judgment, and the result will not be biased."

"I swear."

Rhodes just said something briefly.

Although Mr. President was a little angry, he didn't say anything.

"Colonel, please read the fourth paragraph of the seven pages in full."

"Wait a minute, you want me to read specific paragraphs of the report instead of the full report?"

"Yes, Colonel."

"Just reading out specific passages doesn't represent the whole truth."

"Please read it, Mr. Colonel."

The congressman involuntarily increased his tone.

Rhodes sighed, and cast a helpless look at Miss Stark.

Miss Stark just nodded slightly.

She was also interested in Rhodes' report.

I also want to know exactly what kind of image I will be in my friend's report.

"...The Iron Legion will pose a threat to the security and interests of the country, but I have concluded that..."

Rhodes originally wanted to change the topic, but was interrupted directly by the congressmen.

"Theft of personal interests in the name of the state."

Miss Stark felt that the time had come.

So I didn't continue to enjoy the performances of these clowns.

She felt that she had never been a stingy person.

But it is definitely not something that allows others to slander themselves at will.

In her words—

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.

...If this is the case, then there is a ghost!

Forbearance for a moment more and more angry!Take a step back and think about it more and more!

"Put down your pathetic dignity and give back to the people what belongs to the people!"

The president tried to overwhelm her with righteousness.

However, this sentence became the last feather that crushed the camel.

"You think...you're just an ordinary person so I won't do it?"

Miss Stark's mouth curled into a distorted arc.

The knuckles of the fingers made a crisp sound due to the tightening of the fist.

She is not a saint, and protecting ordinary people is just incidental.

Patience is not to make others go further.

He wanted to rely on himself as an ordinary person to let her not care.

This is probably the funniest joke she has heard today.

PS:

Isn't that what politicians do?

(Old-fashioned and stereotyped impression)