Gilson Marbury stopped talking to Wesley and turned to Tony Stark. "Mr. stark, where's your girlfriend?" he asked, looking at Tony Stark with a smile.
"How do I know? I don't know how many beautiful journalists I have around in a year. Since she left, I won't go to her." Tony Stark pretended to be indifferent.
"Really? I don't know why the beautiful reporter interviewed my vault. What do you think I should do?" asked Gilson Marbury.
"Of course, it's the police. Such a woman must teach her a lesson. I didn't even start it, so I ran away." Tony Stark's expression was very real, because he really didn't start it.
Wesley smiled but didn't speak, because Gilson Marbury's eyes floated to him from time to time. Wesley was sure that he was making use of a topic, and the goal must be the check in his hand, that is, he didn't know what way he wanted to use. If he used force, he must control his right hand first.
In order to achieve this goal, Wesley stood close to his right and was ready to explode and hurt people at any time.
"Mr. stark, you brought a female thief into my house. I don't know how to explain this?" Gilson Marbury said again. What he thought was very simple. He just blackmailed a sum of money to fill his fund vacancy. Of course, he didn't dare to tear his face with Tony Stark. This is iron man, but he's not afraid. What else can iron man do to him?
"Hehe, the women around me can be changed every day. What do I care about them? As long as they are long and beautiful, I don't care whether they are female thieves or not. Maybe Mr. Marbury doesn't know much about such things and feelings." Tony Stark's venomous tongue is not casual, and his mouth is very smooth.
Gilson Marbury was not angry, but said with a smile: "in that case, I invite you to see a good play. Please enjoy it with me."
Wesley interrupted at this time: "well, let's see what else Mr. Marbury has. If it's not wonderful, we can go."
"I promise to satisfy you."
The three people went out of the room directly and came all the way to the monitoring room on the first floor. Wesley saw the black widow through the monitoring picture. She was already weak and sat on the ground against the wall. It should be caused by lack of oxygen. Their card game lasted nearly two hours. There should be no ventilation system in the vault.
"Is that a good play?" Wesley asked, looking at Gilson Marbury.
"Yes, it's relatively easy to get in my vault, but it's difficult to get out. The security system here is designed very interesting. Most people don't know the situation inside."
"Oh? By the way, I want to get a safe for my money." Wesley asked with interest.
"The first door is opened with a password, which is not worth mentioning compared with the current technology, and so is the innermost small safe. However, there is a procedure in the middle. After entering, you need to turn off the infrared alarm, otherwise the door will be closed again after the small safe is opened, and it can't be opened inside. How about it? Is it a very creative design, which I personally And no one knows. "
"Yes, I have an idea. It's really interesting and worth learning from." Wesley nodded definitely. He didn't expect that the dead fat man should be so treacherous. To open the small safe, he still needs to turn off the infrared. Generally, people who go in to steal don't think of this.
"What do you two gentlemen want to say now? If not, how about we watch here all the time? Tut tut... It's a pity that such a beautiful female thief."
"Since you say she's beautiful, why don't you invite her out? I think she'll agree with whatever you say now." Wesley asked seductively, looking at Gilson Marbury. As long as he dares to let the black widow out, the fat man will be unlucky.
"I'm not stupid. Who knows where this woman is? What ability does she have? So now is the safest. Maybe she can make a specimen in the future."
Wesley looked at the fat man. It was really cruel. Did he want to make a human specimen? He is worthy of being an underground arms dealer. Although he is a small arms dealer, his ruthless means are really extraordinary.
When the time was almost up, the black widow was really black. Wesley said, "well, I have a crush on her. What is Mr. Marbury going to exchange?"
Gilson Marbury smiled happily at this time. "Although I don't know what your relationship is, as long as Mr. Wesley gives me the check he got today, I'll let her go. How about it?"
"Pooh Pooh" Wesley smiled, "ha ha... Mr. Marbury is crazy? Just a woman. You want to change 1.7 billion dollars? I take this money to Hollywood. How many beauties of this level do you think I can get?"
"Oh, it seems that the two don't care?" Gilson Marbury was gambling that the three of them were really related.
"If you don't care, it's not necessarily. But don't think about 1.7 billion, but we can talk about business. Your development project is short of funds, so I'll pay 1.5 billion shares. What do you think?"
"Hum, if I wanted to raise money, I would have done it long ago. I still need to wait for your $1.5 billion?"
"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet. In addition, I have your life as a shareholder." Wesley's tone suddenly became gloomy. Gilson Marbury stepped back and touched his left hand to his right hand again, but Wesley moved ahead of him. The three people were in the monitoring room. Although there were bodyguards next to them, they didn't think that billionaires would do it by themselves.
Wesley moved so fast that he was close to Gilson Marbury. He grabbed his wrist with one hand and twisted it hard, "ah..." the fat man screamed. Then his right arm was screwed behind him. His fat body knelt down and Wesley pulled his right arm up.
"Hoo..." gasped Gilson Marbury, "what do you mean? If something happens to me, none of you will leave the villa."
"Hehe, Tony is an iron man, don't you know? And I also have a set of steel armor. We can summon him at any time, and then kill him. Finally, we say you want to rob our check. Anyway, everyone knows that you are short of money recently." Wesley secretly observed the ring at this time, but there was no difference on the surface.