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　　 Half awake, Tony faintly saw a lot of people walking around, they seemed to be talking. But Tony's condition was too bad, he had a high fever, and anti-virus serum was injected in, and he used his body as a battlefield to fight the virus fiercely.

　　 "How is the situation?" Downey stood aside, worried, walking around a little anxiously.

　　 "You sent it in time. Now his main problem is excessive blood loss. He only needs to cultivate for a period of time."

　　 was talking about the female doctor who followed the blade. When she was bitten, she was saved by the blade that chased the vampire and saved her life. She is also a pharmacist of Blade, who specially prepares some potent potions for vampires, and the vampires who are injected must die.

"What are you doing in such a hurry, Tony Stark is not relatives to you, it is a great kindness for you to rescue him, even if he can't survive it, it has nothing to do with you." The blade wiped gently with the cloth. With his saber, he killed countless vampires with these two knives, and the vampire's vampire haunted it.

Downey murmured, "Who would have known that this guy was so unlucky, he was so beautiful during the day, and he was **** by a vampire at night." He was really worried that Tony would not be able to survive, and then what Iron Man would be. Vampire Iron Man? According to Tony's arrogant temperament, he will either break the boat and develop a vaccine, but this road has been proven unworkable by countless people, or he will simply beg to die.

　　 On the other side, the old bartender and the old man had a drink, and the two talked. Seeing Downey staring at him, he grinned in joy. At this time, Downey realized that the old man's legs were a little lame. When he was sitting in the audience, he really didn't notice it.

　　 "That's Whistler, an old vampire hunter who has been famous for a long time, but now he's a bit older and can only do logistical work." The blade introduced to Downey teasingly.

　　 Whistler is getting older and has a big temper. Hearing this, he yelled angrily and yelled that all the skills of the blade were taught by him.

　　 Downey touched his chin and looked back at Tony, a genius who can be called the son of the times.

　　 I have to say that Tony Stark can mix in any type of women, in addition to his wealth and super high EQ, his appearance is indeed on the road. Although he has entered middle age, his correct facial features and the unique maturity of middle-aged men make him lethal to women of all ages.

"You said, we saved this guy, what benefits should he care for?" The old bartender walked over. He didn't care if you were Stark or a big shit. He paid more attention to practical things. No matter how many castles in the sky, there would be nothing. significance.

He was holding a bag of necklaces, wine and other looted things, which Downey wanted to take away. This time it was the old bartender’s turn to die and he claimed that he would sell these things for a high price. A rookie like Downey would only be cheated. dead.

"It's unreasonable for him to be a local tyrant if he doesn't take the opportunity to slaughter a fortune. Look at what he wears, they are all styles that are not available on the market, and only the upper class have a way to get them." Whistler took Tony from him. The jacket that was taken off was worn on her body, and she exclaimed. In fact, they had a very miserable life. All their money was used to make various silver weapons. This was an abnormal process of burning money.

　　 Downey first proposed that instead of asking for money and weapons, he would want some shares in Stark Group. Tony is a major shareholder of Stark and he has a lot of shares in his hands.

"Money makes money can bring a steady stream of money. I think a one-thousandth share is very suitable. We can share it equally." Downey said that he had planned to wait for the internal turbulence of the Stark Group to be lower. At that time, the stock price would plummet by 60%.

　　 "I will give you one percent! From my own shares!"

　　 Tony, who had been in a coma for a long time, finally recovered. He shouted, willing to give them one percent of the shares directly.

　　The female doctor illuminates Tony's face with an ultraviolet light, and then looks at Tony's neck. The wound has been initially scabbed, and she nods to everyone, indicating that she is all right.

　　 Downey was a little surprised, shocked by Tony's courage. One percent of Stark Group’s shares is an amazing number! What is the market value of Stark Group? That is astronomical.

　　 Tony's own property does not seem to be much, only more than 100 billion US dollars, but this does not count the group industry he controls. Tony is willing to take out 1% of Stark Group's shares, which is simply a frenzied figure.

　　 Even if Downey and the others were to eat rice bugs waiting to die in their next life, they would still have money to spend.

　　 Gulu!

　　 There was a clear throat spitting sound, everyone was stunned.

　　 Tony panted. He sat up with difficulty, looking at the group of vampire hunters, trying to remember every face in his head.

　　 "I said, can we wait and be shocked, I'm almost starving to death, is there a cheeseburger here?" Tony joked, calming the atmosphere. In any case, these hunters saved him, and 1% of the shares were exchanged for his life. Tony felt it was worth it.

　　 What's more, one percent? Tony Stark is the controlling shareholder of the entire group! This number is not much for him.

　　 Downey was the most straightforward. He threw a cell phone to Tony and said, “Call directly. I’m afraid your people are going crazy. Their boss is gone. This is a big event that shakes the world.”

　　 Tony was surprised, this group of people are not afraid that he will turn his face and refuse to admit it?

　　The other people did not have any other reactions. The blade was still wiping the knife. The old bartender and Whistler sat down to drink again, and the female doctor continued to dispense the medicine. Only Downey was watching him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Tony dials a number, and his artificial intelligence butler will immediately track the address. But in fact there is no need to do this, because armed forces have already hit the door.

　　 A few people rescued Tony without deliberately concealing his whereabouts. They had been exposed to the camera, and the armed forces were operating in the starry night and surrounded the factory.

　　 An officer shouted outside, asking the people inside to immediately put down their weapons for inspection. If there is any change, they will be killed on the spot.

　　 A few soldiers were ordered to break through the gate and rush in.

　　 "So troublesome!" Downey murmured, and several vehicles parked outside immediately smashed into shape, assembling countless guns and pointing at the troops outside.

　　 They shut up soon, and the unsuspecting soldiers at the bottom stared at each other, their minds a little confused.

　　 This signature ability, why is the mechanic here?

　　 A tower-like man suddenly stood up from the team and shouted: "Stop it all, this is a misunderstanding, stop it all! I am Hapi, I am my boss Tony's bodyguard, I want to see my boss!"

　　 Downey shrugged indifferently, and the blade opened the door to let Harpy in.

　　Hapi, the burly man saw Tony and almost didn't cry, because Tony's image was too bad, as if he had been abused countless times, his disastrous face and ragged clothes were far from the way Tony used to be.

　　 Seeing Harpy crying as if holding Tony in his arms, everyone felt a chill, and all the men took a step back, full of understanding.

　　 "Okay, this playboy's problem is solved, we should discuss how to deal with Dicken's bastard, he is waiting for us to dive in. I have been fighting vampires these days, and I'm really annoyed to be honest."

　　 Downey clapped his hands and called everyone over.