[Comprehensive British and American] Emanuel the autistic

Tony was pushed violently by Emmanuel, and he was pushed to the ground without warning.

He was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to think about why he was suddenly pushed down, he heard a piercing gunshot.

Then he saw Emanuel step back abruptly, and after finally standing still, he clutched his left abdomen in pain and knelt down on the ground.

After the gunshots, the entire small square fell into silence, and then screams and noise suddenly erupted one after another.

There are celebrities and rich people, journalists, and popular public figures everywhere. Naturally, there are a lot of bodyguards, but the situation suddenly turned the scene into chaos.

"Iman! Iman!" Tony heard that his voice was drowned out by the noise. He was about to get up, but was surrounded by several bodyguards who suddenly ran over, firmly protecting him in the middle.

"Give way!" Tony rushed out of the circle of bodyguards and found Emanuel.

The latter was being protected by two bodyguards at this time, but he himself knelt down on the ground motionless, his body trembling slightly, covering his left abdomen with one hand, and pressing the other hand on the ground to support his body.

Tony felt his heart sinking suddenly.

He knelt down in front of Emanuel, and his hands, which were accustomed to holding sophisticated experimental equipment, tremblingly stretched out to the place where he was covered, but when he was about to touch Emanuel's hand, he was caught Hold it back.

Tony: "??"

He froze for a moment, and then saw Emmanuel raised his head and smiled at him somewhat reluctantly: "I'm fine..."

"You...you didn't get shot?" Tony felt that his voice was a little hoarse.

"Hmm..." Emanuel tried to stand up, but groaned in pain, "No, but it still hurts."

After speaking, he let go of Tony's hand, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket. The screen of the mobile phone had been shattered into a snowflake screen, and a bullet on it was deeply embedded in it.

"Wow..." Emanuel himself was shocked, "What kind of luck is this?"

If the phone hadn't blocked a bullet, I would probably have to confess my life here.

Tony was even more shocked. He didn't expect things to develop like this. His mood went up and down like a roller coaster, and there was a sudden super drift that made him almost dizzy.

"Are you okay, Mr. Green?" The bodyguard on the side asked anxiously, "We have to leave here first and go to a safe place. The person who shot the gun came in pretending to be a security guard. He has already been caught, but it cannot be ruled out There is the possibility of other killers."

"Yes, we have to get out of here quickly, can you go?" Tony quickly calmed down, looked at Emanuel who had been covering his left belly with a painful face, and said with some concern, "How about I carrying you?"

"It's okay, I can walk by myself." Emanuel gritted his teeth and stood up vigorously.

"The part where you were shot is very delicate." Tony glanced at the place where Emanuel was covering, "Kidney?"

Emanuel looked indifferent: "Shut up, Stark."

"..." Tony shrugged, "Don't be so fierce, I just want you to smile. Laughing can relieve pain. There is a scientific basis for it."

"It doesn't do anything other than make me want to hit you." The pain put Emmanuel in an extremely bad mood. Normally, he might give Tony some face depending on the occasion, but this time he opened his mouth without hesitation. hate.

"I'd be more than happy if hitting someone would make it less painful for you," Tony said, and after a pause, he added: "Forget it, you better stop hitting me, hit him, he should be more Resistant to beating."

After he finished speaking, he pointed at the bodyguard who was bewildered next to him.

bodyguard:"??"

You two are still being assassinated, can you be more serious!

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Emanuel said.

With that said, the two prepared to evacuate from this dangerous area under the protection of a group of bodyguards.

Before taking two steps, Emmanuel felt something was wrong again.

He always felt that this matter was weird, and it probably wasn't over yet. Just as he was about to remind Tony, he saw a bodyguard next to Tony who was wearing sunglasses at night suddenly put his hand into his arms, as if he was about to take out something. .

Emmanuel felt that his heart was in his throat, and he pulled Tony behind him without saying a word, and then kicked the bodyguard in the stomach, kicking him back a step.

Tony: "Are you really hitting people?"

This is still a public place, and this guy is not afraid of being photographed by reporters.If it was really photographed, I am afraid that the headline tomorrow morning will be "Shocked!

Evil capitalists beat their employees violently", "Billionaire abused bodyguards because of..." "Those years I was a bodyguard-men watched silent women watched tears" and so on.

Emanuel: "..."

He just felt as if he was kicking on a hard rock, and he couldn't help being shocked.

——This guy's abs are so hard and scary!

The kicked bodyguard reacted quickly, and he took out what he was about to take out almost in the next second——

A sharp dagger stabbed towards Emanuel and Tony without saying a word!

But Emmanuel's kick obviously gave everyone time to react. Tony quickly pulled Emmanuel back, and the other bodyguards also rushed forward to stop the killer pretending to be a bodyguard. Overpowered him in seconds.

"Aren't these guys too crazy?" Tony, who escaped the double kill, felt his little heart pounding.

"Okay, so they're targeting the two of us." Emanuel frowned. "Why?"

If it was here to kill him, it would be understandable, after all, there was already a hydra doing trouble before, but this time Tony Stark was even added.

"Never mind why, we have to get out of here!" Tony said.

"Well..." Emmanuel nodded.

He glanced at the remaining bodyguards, some were hired by the charity auction site, and some were hired by himself, so he only picked the familiar bodyguards to protect him and leave here.

"These killers are people who are electrocuted. "On the way to leave, a bodyguard said.

"Electric torture?" Tony asked.

"Well, a killer group. I checked his dagger, and there's a battery-shaped mark on it."

The bodyguard said, "I have dealt with people who were electrocuted before, and they would all engrave this mark on their things to distinguish their identities."

"Why did you come here to kill us?" Tony wondered, wondering what he had done to offend them.

"They are a hired killer organization. I am afraid that someone hired them to assassinate with money."

The bodyguard said, "And they have always been a gang, I'm afraid there are other places to respond."

"Shit..." Tony couldn't help swearing.

Several people quickly left the chaotic square and came to the parking lot behind the auditorium.

Emanuel walked to his parking space, and saw the parking space where his Mercedes-Benz SLS SAMG was originally parked, but there was nothing at the moment.

Emmanuel: "Where's my car?"

"Are you sure the car is parked here?" Tony asked.

"Of course..." Emanuel held the car key, pressed it several times, and looked around.However, the entire parking lot was as quiet as a chicken, and no car responded to him.

"Uh... so those killers also stole your car?" Tony felt a little weird.

"It's really shameless." Emmanuel scolded, "I just bought it less than a month ago."

"Take my car back," Tony suggested.

"..." Emanuel's first reaction was to refuse. He believed that "eggs cannot be put in the same basket", so the two of them should go separately.

Sitting in the same car, the killer only needs to blow up one car to kill the two of them. To reduce the workload of the killer and allow them to waste less ammunition sounds really sweet.

But on second thought, if things go beyond expectations, his superpowers might help the two of them escape from danger.

Although exposing super powers is not a last resort, it will not be the last resort.

Emmanuel frowned and thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay..."

"Let's hope they don't steal my car," Tony said, pulling out his phone and pressing a button.

A car in the parking lot suddenly turned on its lights, then drove out suddenly without driving, and stopped firmly in front of the two of them.

"How is it? I put Lao Jia in the car, and now the car can start itself even if no one is sitting in the driver's seat." Tony said quite proudly.

"Oh, amazing." Emanuel said perfunctorily, opened the car door and sat in.

Tony, who was perfunctory again, was full of anger, opened the door and sat in. The two occupied two seats in the back row. Only the driver and co-driver were left in the car. A group of bodyguards were in the car. Eyes wide open.

"I don't think it's going to help any more bodyguards if some killer bombs us down, right?"

Tony said to Emmanuel on a whim, "Why don't we just let Lao Jia drive us back and let them get off work."

Emmanuel: "Wait for the day when your old Jia can blow up the entire killer organization with a cannonball, and then you can say this."

Tony: "..."

You wait!There will always be such a day!

Emanuel casually pointed to the two bodyguards who looked the most familiar: "You, and you, get in the car, please."

On the other side, in a deserted street park next to a road.

"Hey, did you succeed over there?"

A man with a black hood covering his face and only a pair of eyes exposed huddled in the shadows and asked.

"No..." Another person in the same dress whispered, "Failed, both targets are still alive, and they all escaped."

"Target movement?"

"Coming our way. Hey guys, stop snoozing, the target is coming, get ready!"

There were seven or eight suspicious figures wearing black hoods rustling out of the shadows. The only thing that could distinguish them was the battery stickers of different colors on their bodies.

"You, and you, go over there and put a gun on the roof, take two guns and squat over there..."

The task was quickly arranged, and a few black hoods were preparing to act according to the plan, setting traps and waiting for the prey to step in.

As a result, before they reached their destination, they heard the roar of a car engine, and a silver sports car sped towards them at an extremely fast speed.

"The target's car is coming? Why is it so fast?" The black-hooded leader was obviously stunned for a moment, which was somewhat different from the information he got.

However, the greater discrepancy is yet to come.

I saw that the sides of the body of this speeding Mercedes-Benz sports car were suddenly split open, and two unidentifiable weapons protruded from the car. There were densely packed black muzzles all over the top of the car, and several infrared aiming lines were locked in instantly. All black hoods.

A series of actions were completed in almost half a second. Before the black hood had time to startle and warn, he saw the densely packed muzzles flickering with fire.

The surging energy and impact were like a tsunami, engulfing the members of the black-hooded killer team in an instant.

They didn't even have time to scream or feel the pain, and they were wiped out.

The current modified car is really awesome.

——This was the last thought of the black-hooded leader before he was killed.

Tony and Emanuel are sitting in the car loaded with AI butler.

"I've always wanted to complain about this amazing auction venue," Tony said, "Why did you choose such a remote place? Look, there aren't even many cars on the road."

"Because it used to be someone else's residential manor, the owner liked a quiet place, so it was changed into a meeting place later." Emanuel said.

"You know all this?" Tony was a little surprised.

"Because the owner of the manor is my father's friend." Emanuel said looking out the window.

His gaze was suddenly attracted by a Mercedes-Benz SLS SAMG parked by the roadside.

"Wait a minute, stop!" Emmanuel froze for a moment, and quickly shouted.

The bodyguard stepped on the brakes and looked back at Emmanuel: "Boss, what's wrong?"

Emanuel rolled down the window and pointed to the car parked not far from the road: "That car is exactly the same as my car."

The other three people in the car were stunned for a moment, and suddenly they all became alert!

A car suspected of being stolen by a gang of killers suddenly appeared on the side of the road. This... this is a trap!It's a trap!It's bait!

"Don't go there yet." Tony held Emmanuel back, "Old Jia, thermal induction scans creatures within a radius of 100 meters."

The artificial intelligence housekeeper gave the answer within three seconds: "The scanning is over, there are eight people besides the four people in the car...I'm not sure if they are still alive, their body temperature is below 35 degrees Celsius, and They all lay down on the ground. The preliminary judgment is that they are all dead."

After speaking, the AI ​​released a floor plan on the screen in the car, marking the location of each heat source.

"Dead?" The four people in the car were all stunned for a moment.

"No one else but them?" Tony reconfirmed.

"Yes, sir."

There was a sudden silence in the car.

"How about... the two of us go and find out what happened?" said a bodyguard sitting in front.

"Is there any danger?" Emanuel asked.

"Probably not." Tony looked at the thermal map displayed on the screen inside the sports car, "Believe in the power of technology, Iman, they will only find eight corpses."

The two bodyguards bravely pushed open the car door, took out their weapons from their pockets, and quickly disappeared in front of them under cover.

"I wouldn't be surprised if a killer wearing a black hood suddenly came out at this moment and told us: "I didn't expect that! In fact, you fell into our plan to turn the tiger away from the mountain." "

While talking, Tony took out a piece of chewing gum out of nowhere, threw it into his mouth and chewed, "Would you like a piece? Mint flavor."

"No, thank you." Emanuel is not as big-hearted as Tony, and he still has the mind to eat chewing gum under such circumstances.

Soon, the two bodyguards sent a message: "Mr. Stark, Mr. Green, we found the bodies...all of them were people who were electrocuted."

"Wow..." Tony was a little surprised, "It seems that someone rushed to solve the killer with a very drastic method before us."

"I think it's better for us to call the police first." Emanuel still kept thinking calmly, "This is a homicide after all, and eight people died."

The bodyguard over there started talking again: "There is something strange..."

"What?" Tony asked.

"Their wounds," replied the bodyguard. "I've never seen such wounds. It's not like any weapon I can remember."

"And they looked like they were knocked down at the same time, without even struggling," another bodyguard added.

"It sounds weird, I'll go and study it." Weapons expert Tony suddenly became interested. He opened the car door and walked down, walking in the direction of the two bodyguards.

Emanuel was afraid that something might go wrong, so he hurriedly followed behind Tony.

"That... Mr. Stark, it's better not to come here." The bodyguard's voice came again, "There is a little... bloody scene."

However, this little intimidation could not stop Tony, who was full of curiosity and exploration, and the two soon came to where the bodyguards were.

Before they got close, they smelled a strong smell of blood.

A pile of corpses wearing black hoods lay in disorder on the ground. Each corpse seemed to have been pierced by a laser, with blood holes left on its body.

There were still burn marks on the ground, and blood flowed everywhere, which looked extremely terrifying.

And because they all wore black hoods, they looked as creepy as medieval hanged prisoners.

Tony: "Ouch..."

Now he just wants to travel back to ten seconds ago, grab the neck of the one who wanted to see the corpse, and shout into his ear: "Stop it, stop flirting!"

Emanuel didn't have much physical reaction, he just felt psychologically uncomfortable, so he moved his eyes away and looked at the Mercedes-Benz sports car parked far away on the side of the road.

It sounds strange that your own stolen car suddenly appeared on the side of the road, but the thieves all died in a secluded street park, and the death was tragic.

It's unlikely that it's black eating black, otherwise there is no reason for this sports car to be displayed on the roadside.

Is there some superhero level vigilante?And it's still the kind of superhero with unclear views on good and evil and ambiguous positions, the kind who kills like hemp and uses cruel methods?

Emanuel quickly deduced that it was almost inseparable, but he never expected that the vigilante turned out to be his car.

A few minutes later, the police arrived on the scene.

Soon, a yellow cordon was pulled up around, isolating the scene from the outside world.

"Are you saying that these killers are the same group as the group at the auction site, they stole Mr. Green's car, and then were killed by another group?" the policeman asked, "The stolen car Just stay at the murder scene?"

"Yes." The four people who were questioned nodded in unison, and Tony added: "You can check my car monitor."

"No, no, I trust you." The policeman said, "It seems that this case is more complicated than we thought, and a third party is involved."

"Who are these killers employed? Have you found out?" Emmanuel asked.

"Not yet..." replied the policeman.

Emanuel was lost in thought.

What enemies does he and Tony have in common?Isn't it just an ordinary enemy, the kind of life-and-death enmity?

Could it be that he was the one who got drunk and had sex after drinking the fragment, and Tony happened to have drunk and had sex too?

Wait a minute, why did he have such a guess?It's outrageous!

After "Why did the Hydra kill itself", Emanuel, whose thinking was gradually becoming Tony, had another question that he couldn't think of an answer to.

The police found Tony, Emmanuel, and the two bodyguards. After asking some questions, they decided to send a small team of police officers to protect them from the scene and send them home.

——Although it seems that the police in this team are not as capable as two bodyguards, at least there are many people and strong strength, which seems to be reassuring.

There was also news from the auction site that all the killers who had sneaked into the crowd had been caught, and there should be no more threats to safety in a short time.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Tony asked, "After all, the bullet still hit you, why don't you go check it?"

"No need..." Emmanuel shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it should be fine."

Tony gave Emanuel a suspicious look.

Even if the mobile phone prevents bullets, the kinetic energy has not been reduced at all. Most people probably lie down directly, but this guy is still alive and kicking. How much fat is there on his stomach to help him absorb the impact?

Could it be that he is the legendary type who looks thin in clothes and full of fat when he takes off his clothes?

Tony couldn't help but secretly glanced at Emmanuel's lower abdomen, his big eyes were full of big doubts.

Emanuel: "..."

Where are your fucking eyes looking!

Soon, the two went home, accompanied by police and bodyguards.

Although the assassination failed, the impact of this incident did not end there.

Early the next morning, the headlines on the latest newspapers and news webpages were all replaced with bold headlines, which read in shocking words:

"Tony Stark and Emmanuel Green were assassinated at a charity auction!" "

This news immediately caused an uproar in all walks of life.

These two people are not just as simple as two capitalists, especially Tony Stark, who represents the world's cutting-edge technology, and even represents the US military to some extent.

And Emmanuel Green's influence in his field should not be underestimated. The two were assassinated at the same time. Fortunately, the assassination failed, otherwise it would be a terrible shock.

Emanuel didn't sleep well that night, and before he arrived at six o'clock the next morning, he was woken up by a bombardment call from Arthur.

"Brother! Are you alright!"

"..." Emanuel was wearing pajamas, rolled up under the blanket, with sleepy eyes on his messy hair, "a caterpillar?"

"I read the news feed that you were assassinated!" Arthur's tone seemed to rush over, shaking Emmanuel's shoulder violently, "You are not injured!"

"I'm fine..." Emanuel sat up slowly from the bed, squinted his eyes and found a golden watch in the bedside table, glanced at it, and immediately lost his temper, "Maomao Don't you even look at what time it is!"

"Oh, as long as you're fine, why would someone assassinate you? You must pay attention to safety and hire more bodyguards to follow you."

Arthur heaved a sigh of relief, and after a pause for half a second, he asked, "Then there is no property damage, right? Like falling..."

Emmanuel hung up the phone with a blank expression, blocked Arthur, threw the new mobile phone with the same type of bullet on the bedside table, turned over and went back to sleep.

After half an hour.

He was woken up again by the vibration of his mobile phone. Emmanuel was stupefied for two seconds, then suddenly became furious, and pressed the answer button without looking at it: "Who is it?!"

His tone was really not polite. The other person was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he asked, "It's me, Iman! I just saw you were assassinated, are you okay?"

This familiar voice made Emmanuel stunned for a moment.

Emmanuel's adoptive father, Arthur's biological father - Ernest Green.

When it comes to the family tree of the Green family, it is actually not complicated, and it is basically passed down from generation to generation.

The same is true for Emanuel's generation. Ernest Green has only one biological son, Arthur, and Emanuel is adopted by him.

Arthur's mother died early, so most of the time the Green family consisted of Ernest, Arthur and Emanuel.

After the two sons were grown up, Ernest handed over all the shares to them, and he happily became a shopkeeper, traveling around the world, and never returning home for several years. , happy to leave, and Arthur's virtue.

However, regarding Emanuel's life experience, Ernest always kept secret and vague, only saying that he was adopted, and refused to tell Emanuel anything else.

Even when he was very young, he tried to make Emmanuel call him "uncle", but he was defeated by the bewildered and aggrieved eyes of little Emmanuel, and let him call him "Dad" again.

Although it was adopted, Ernest completely regarded Emmanuel as his own, and even gave most of it to Emmanuel when handing over the shares and property.

In this regard, Arthur, who is more playful than his father, not only did not complain at all, but also happily congratulated Emmanuel for becoming the largest slave of the Green Group, and he himself traveled around the world with his wife and young daughter after getting married went.

It is conceivable that Emanuel, who is faced with a pile of endless affairs every day, has a deep resentment towards the two hands-off shopkeepers.

"I just found out that you were assassinated after watching the news! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Ernest, who was in Bali, said, "Have you found out who did it? Is it the Maltz Group? He keeps looking at us badly!"

"Maltz went bankrupt the year before last, dad..." Emmanuel was also very helpless to his father who didn't hear anything from the window and only knew how to play.

"Well... It seems that the United States is not safe now, why don't you come and stay with me for two days?" Ernest suggested.

"Forget it, Dad, no one will take care of me after I leave the company."

"How can the company be more important than you?"

"Although I am very touched by what you said, but... I will not go to Bali." Emmanuel was determined.

"Then you must protect yourself." Ernest said, "Do you remember how to get in the air-raid shelter at home? Dad took you and Arthur to drill when you were young."

"..." Emmanuel said with a cold face, "I don't think it's time to use the air-raid shelter."

"Who's to say that?" said Ernest.

Emmanuel suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Dad, I want to ask you something."

"What?" Ernest asked. "You've found the right person. I've been traveling the world for so many years. There's nothing I don't know."

"Have you heard of 'Hydra'? ' Emanuel asked.

There was a suspicious silence on the other side, and then he said: "Hydra? Is it the basilisk in Greek mythology, the trial of Hercules?"

"I don't know, I heard it is a terrorist organization." Emanuel said.

"Terrorist organization? You're not investigating something dangerous, are you?" Ernest suddenly realized the problem.

"It seems that you don't know either." Emmanuel shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm not investigating them, just asking casually."

"You have to stay away from these things!" Ernest said in a rare strong tone.

"..." He wanted to stay away, but people came to him and wanted to kill him, what else could he do?

But Emmanuel would not tell his adoptive father this, it would only worry him.

After chatting for a few more words, the two hung up the phone.

Emanuel glanced at the time, it was not yet seven o'clock, he thought about it, and decided not to go to work today, and to catch up on sleep at home, so he threw his phone under the pillow and fell asleep again.

However, before the pillow was warmed up, his phone vibrated again.

Emmanuel, who was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed: "..."

Ah, irritating!

He sat up abruptly, took out his mobile phone under the pillow roughly, and glanced at the name on it——

Tony Stark.

Oh, that's great, you sent it to the muzzle yourself for spraying!

"Hello?" Emanuel answered the phone in a bad tone.

"It was connected? Wait, isn't your phone broken?" Tony's voice came.

"Of course it's because I switched to a spare phone, idiot."

"Oh, well..." Tony sounded sullen, but it only lasted a second before his voice quickly brightened again, "What the hell. Guess where I am?"

"..." Emmanuel was speechless, "Why don't we discuss another more interesting question first, guess what time it is?"

"It's seven o'clock," Tony said.

"I don't believe that you, who usually eat at nine or ten o'clock, would get up so early." Emmanuel looked indifferent.

"Wait, you didn't get up?" Tony finally understood what Emanuel meant, "I thought you would go to work at 07:30 and you usually get up at six o'clock."

"..." Emmanuel couldn't refute.

"So, guess where I am?" Tony repeated his question.

"I don't know..." Emmanuel said.

"You are so boring." Tony muttered, "Why don't you open the window and have a look?"

Immanuel suddenly had a bad premonition. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of his room, opened the heavy curtains, and saw Tony Stark standing next to his bright yellow Audi sports car, wearing a Wearing a red shirt and brown sunglasses that have never changed for thousands of years, she looked up at herself with a smile, and even waved her hand.

Emmanuel: "Wow, what a surprise. What are you doing in the morning?"

He didn't even bring a bodyguard, and he wasn't afraid of being secretly killed on the way.

"Here's a present for you," Tony said, "You're sure to like it."

Holding a small black box in his hand, Tony waved it to Emanuel showing off.

"..." Emanuel didn't know what to say, "Come in first, Miles will open the door for you, and I will change my clothes first."

After 10 minutes, Emanuel, who put on his regular clothes, came down from upstairs, and saw Tony chatting with Butler Smith with gusto.

"I really can't tell that you are almost 60 years old. When I first saw you, I thought you were a European nobleman in his 40s."

As Tony said, he stuffed the biscuit into his mouth, "And your cookie craftsmanship is also amazing."

"Mr. Stark praised it. These cookies are baked according to the taste that the young master likes. He doesn't like cookies that are too sweet. I'm glad that I can also satisfy your appetite."

Butler Smith said with a smile, obviously it was very useful for Tony's rainbow fart.

"Of course!" Tony, who was still thinking "It would be perfect if you put an extra spoonful of sugar", immediately threw his little opinion out of the sky, "I and Iman have always had the same taste, if all the cookies are the same There is no soul if there is sugar. Sometimes I still think that if we live together, it must be very harmonious."

Emmanuel, who just heard Tony's words: "..."

No, he doesn't feel harmonious at all!And Tony Stark is really a smart little ghost who talks to people and talks to people, he obviously likes to eat sweet things!

"Good morning, master." Butler Smith greeted Emmanuel when he saw Emmanuel coming down the stairs.

"Good morning, Miles." Emanuel also greeted, walked to the coffee table, picked up a cookie and stuffed it into his mouth, slightly filling his empty stomach, "Good morning, too, Tony. "

Tony with the cookie still in his mouth: "..."

Do you want to make this distinction so obvious!

Emanuel glanced at Tony, and suddenly noticed the abnormality: "Did you not sleep last night?"

Tony wearing sunglasses: "..."

In order to hide the dark circles under his eyes, he didn't even take off his glasses when he entered the house. How did this guy see that he didn't sleep last night!

"You don't look very well." Emanuel seemed to see Tony's doubts, "Did you have a nightmare because of what happened last night?"

Tony who just swallowed the cookie: "..."

Can you stop imagining him to be so fragile!

"I also had a nightmare last night." Butler Smith said empathetically, "God knows how frightened I was when I saw the young master being escorted back by the police last night. My old heart can't stand the torment."

"Yeah, it's a good thing he's fine." Tony, who was finally able to speak, said, and then he handed the small black box in his hand to Emmanuel, "I'm giving you a small gift, and I'm doing you a favor." My thanks."

"What is this?" When Emanuel took the small black box, he saw the purple gemstone cufflinks on Tony's cuff at a glance.

"open to take a look?"

Emanuel opened the small black box, and there was a mobile phone inside.

"Oh, Tony, you don't need to send a mobile phone, I still have a lot of spares." Emanuel laughed.

"This is not the same!" Tony sat up straight, "I made this phone by myself, and it definitely surpasses the ten-year technological level of mass-produced phones on the market."

"Really?" Emanuel was dubious.

"Come on, give it to me." The great scientist Tony Stark, who was questioned, was immediately unhappy. He snatched the phone from Emanuel, and pressed a few times on the screen casually.

A miraculous thing happened, the screen of the mobile phone lit up, and a small holographic projection, a small blue ball of light, appeared above the screen.

"Good morning, Mr. Green." The blue ball of light spoke suddenly.

"Wow..." Butler Smith was stunned.

"You loaded an artificial intelligence into your phone?" Emanuel reacted.

"Not only that." Tony moved the blue light ball aside with his fingers, "The performance of this phone is also better than all smartphones on the market. As for security, I dare say that the world