[Iron Man] It's a beauty

Irene never imagined that he would find out that she was untying the rope. She had received special training before, and she clearly concealed it very well just now!It seems that this Ivan is really not a simple character!Thinking of this, Irene could only grit her teeth, paused, stared at him and said, "Let me go!"

Ivan grabbed her hair with one hand, and pointed to the delicacies on the table with the other, which meant that he would let her go when she ate obediently.

The gazes of the two remained locked for a few more seconds before Irene slowly lowered her eyes: "...Okay, I'll eat."

He who knows the current affairs is a hero. In the current situation, I'm afraid it will not be so easy to escape!Ivan's movement of grabbing her hair seems random, but he has been paying attention to Irene's every move. This kind of innate vigilance makes him look like a cheetah. If he wants to escape, he may not be in a hurry. this time.

Irene sat back on her seat, pretended to pick up the knife and fork, but still did not eat, but asked in a calm tone as much as possible: "Can you tell me why you attacked Tony today? Also, I saw you before Is that thing you're carrying on your chest... the Ark Reactor?"

Getting along with Stark day and night, although Irene has not carefully studied the manufacturing method of the reactor, but from the appearance point of view, when Ivan attacked them before, he used the energy in the reactor.So she didn't understand, the Ark reactor has always been Stark's patented product, and others have no way to master this technology, could it be... Ivan, or Hanmer behind him, stole the reactor manufacturing technology up?

"I know what you're thinking." Ivan said in as short an English as possible. He pointed at Irene with a fork, "You think I'm a thief. But in fact, the real thief is your husband."

Irene quietly squeezed the tablecloth tightly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"He stole everything that should belong to me, the patented technology of the reactor, the adoration and admiration of the public, money, and women." When the word "woman" was mentioned, Ivan looked at Irene thoughtfully, "But now, at least I've got one back."

"Sir, what kind of person is Tony? I know best. He is very proud of himself. It is impossible for him to steal other people's things for money and reputation! Is it possible that you made a mistake? If so, maybe we can Find a chance to meet and clarify the misunderstanding..."

"Hahahaha!" Ivan suddenly slapped the table and laughed loudly, "Misunderstanding? Hahaha!" He stood up from his seat while laughing, and walked towards Irene full of oppression. He took out an old document from his pocket, slapped it on the table in front of Irene, and said, "Then take a good look at what kind of person Stark is."

Irene stared at the blueprint of the Ark reactor in surprise. She knew that the reactor was actually designed by Tony's father, but she never thought that there were two authors on the blueprint!

Ivan pointed to another name on it: "This is my father, but Stark monopolized the property and became an entrepreneur, while we lived on the streets."

... The evidence is right in front of us, even though Irene wanted to convince herself that all of this was fabricated by Ivan, how could it be possible for a person to get along with such a complicated trap to frame Stark for no reason?Her mind was a little confused, but at this moment, the man in front of her suddenly raised her chin, and said in a scrutinizing tone: "Tsk...you, you are too thin, it doesn't suit my taste."

The moment his fingers touched, Irene guessed his intentions, but Ivan's next words made her feel relieved, it's better if they don't match, this will save a lot of trouble, if he just wants to keep If you are your own hostage——

"However, as long as it belongs to Stark, I must snatch it." But unexpectedly, Ivan suddenly changed the subject, pulled Irene up from the chair, and dragged her to the side to the cubicle.

"Let me go! Let me go!" Irene yelled in her heart, but the struggle was almost useless. This guy's strength was too great, and her hands and feet were bound. No matter how hard she struggled, she was still thrown by Ivan. On to the bed in the cubicle.

He took a sip of vodka and looked at Irene as if he was looking at a prey. He was about to tear her skirt when he was familiar with the road. In desperation, Irene could only open her mouth and bite his hand, using all her strength. Bite it down!

But the other party didn't seem to have much reaction, just laughed and said: "You shouldn't underestimate the endurance of a Russian man, and you shouldn't underestimate our patience."

The skirt was torn a big hole by him with a "stab", and Irene gasped, exhausting all available tricks but still unable to defeat him, only felt that the man's disgusting breath was getting closer and closer to her ——

"Ivan! Ivan! Look what I found for you—oh, sorry, I didn't notice... I didn't notice that you were busy..." At this moment, Hammer, who had just left Turning back suddenly, seeing the scene of the two on the bed, he hurriedly backed away, but was stopped by Ivan.

"Wait, what are you holding in your hand?" Ivan stopped, turned his head and asked.

"Ah! Didn't you ask me to help you find your parrot before? Look, I found it for you! I sent someone to Moscow to help you find your pet! With a flattering expression, Hanmer handed a cage containing a white sunflower parrot to Ivan.

Ivan held the cage, looked at the bird inside with a frown, and said seriously, "This is not my bird."

"...Why not, this is it!" Hanmer's face twitched a few times, and he wanted to quibble, but Ivan immediately said loudly: "This is not mine!"

"Well, well, buddy, as you know, it's hard to find a bird in such a big place, and it's not easy for me either! Why don't you just settle for it and keep this one first, okay? And Look..." Hammer put his arms around Ivan's shoulders pretending to be intimate, and glanced at Irene, "Now besides birds, don't you have girls to play with? Believe me, girls are much more interesting than parrots. "

Ivan teased the bird in the cage with his hands, and suddenly stood up and walked out, leaving Hammer behind in confusion: "Uh, no? You don't want a girl? She is an international first-line model!"

Irene hurriedly took the opportunity to get up from the bed, and stared at Hammer with cold eyes: "I advise you to be careful, otherwise one day I will untie the bondage, and you will definitely be the first one to be unlucky!"

Hanmer trembled without a trace, but still bravely said: "Don't play tricks on me, Miss Irene, when Ivan helps me win all the military orders, I can become the king of this industry Wang, when the time comes, you can go drink the Northwest Wind with your husband, hahaha."

After all, he slammed the door of the cubicle, and Irene was locked in the small room alone. She was panting against the wall, still a little shocked in her heart, but luckily that Ivan left temporarily, Only then did she have the time to recall the last scene before she was taken away——

Stark seems to want to come after her, but suddenly seems to collapse in the road. Could it be that the symptoms of palladium poisoning are more serious?She couldn't help clenching her fists worriedly, no, she can't just sit and wait for death, she must find a way to escape as soon as possible, her Tony and her Via are still waiting for her!

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"I can't do it...I can't do it." After several days of painful study, Stark threw his father's old diary on the table feebly, covered his face and let out a long sigh.

The one-eyed man and Natasha told him that they came from an organization called S.H.I.E.L.D. and had known Stark's long-dead father, Howard, for a long time. The precious materials that have never been seen are all the research results of his father Howard during his lifetime, and he told Stark: There is a cure for palladium poisoning in this box.

Of course, Stark would not question his father's creative ability, but the past few days of research have made him very desperate. There is nothing useful in the legacy left by his father, except for a few diaries and some old books. Old videotapes.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whoo." Just as Stark was falling into despair, the baby's soft and creepy voice suddenly came to his ears. The baby in the stroller at the side saw Via staring at him with big watery eyes, and stretched out her little hand for a hug.

His heart suddenly softened, and he walked over to hold him in his arms, and the lost confidence in his heart came back bit by bit, Stark kissed his son's face, and said: "Don't worry, Dad will continue to work hard Yes, I will definitely save your mother."

Via seemed to understand, and stretched out her fleshy hands to rub her father's face. At this moment, Little Pepper suddenly knocked on the door and came in.

"Sorry, sir, for the interruption..." Seeing the intimate scene between the two father and son, she hastily apologized, "But, someone sent you this just now, saying that you must take a look."

Stark turned his head to look at the huge figure behind Pepper, and frowned: "...This is a model from the Expo many years ago... Who gave it to me?"

"Sorry, the other party left in a hurry without telling me."

Stark stared at the model quietly for a while, his eyes widened suddenly, and he put Via back into the stroller: "Via is good, Dad seems to have found a way!"

The author has something to say: In Ivan’s eyes, parrots are more fun than women