Chapter 22: Chaotic Court

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Chaotic Court

Jean looked at Arthur and noticed that he was lying very calmly in the armchair.

"Did you understand?"

Jean nodded uncertainly.

"Well, it's Tony Stark.

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At the same time.

Tony, who was being forced by the Ministry of Defense to hand over his Iron Man armor technology, couldn't help but sneeze.

Ah Choo~

The Minister of Defense, sitting at the top, said righteously.

KNOW KNOW KNOW

"Mister Stark, may we return to where we left off?"

Tony pinched his nose and joked with the beautiful reporter next to him: "Someone must have scolded me just now."

"Otherwise I wouldn't sneeze with my physical fitness, can you believe it?"

"If you don't believe me, how about we have a more in-depth discussion tonight?"

The reporter was about to nod at the talented and rich playboy.

But the Minister of Defense's anxious voice sounded once again.

"Mister Stark!"

The Defense Minister's mouth twisted with anger.

This guy is flirting with a woman in front of him.

No matter what happens, today he will make Tony Stark hand over the Iron Man armor technology.

Armed the army with this technology.

At that moment, the United States will become the greatest power in the world, it will no longer need to compete with China or Russia.

"Speak love, I'm all ears."

Hearing what Tony Stark said, everyone in the courtroom laughed.

"Can we pick up where we left off?"

The minister spoke righteously.

"Yes." Tony Stark replied lightly.

"Do you have a specialized weapon or not?"

"I do not," Tony replied.

"you mean you dont have?" The minister asked again.

"I don't. It depends on your definition of a weapon." Tony replied.

"The Iron Man weapon."

"My device does not fit this description."

"Really? And how would you describe it?"

"I would describe it by defining it for what it is."

"As?"

"It's... A high-tech prosthetic."

"That's the most appropriate description I can give."

You call something that can fire the palm cannon at any time and release hundreds of millions of joules of energy as it flies a prosthetic.

"It's a gun! It's a gun, Mr. Stark."

It will soon be the most talked about news in the country.

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In the mansion.

Arthur nodded, satisfied with Jean's response, "Then you must also understand why Tony is living so well now."

"I understand, Mr. Morgan."

"Thank you for telling me these things today, no matter what happens to mutants in the future, you are our friend."

Arthur waved his hand.

"I only say this as your friend. I don't care about others."

"Understand?"

Jean immediately nodded in understanding.

What Arthur meant was simple: don't expose me.

"Mr. Morgan, it's getting late."

"I will go back first."

Jean was about to get up and go back when Arthur shook her hand and asked, "Do you know how to swim?"

Faced with this sudden question.

Jean was surprised, then nodded: "Yes."

"Then swim with me for a bit, since I have nothing to do right now, the pool is back there."

"But, I didn't bring a bathing suit, Mr. Morgan."

Jean was also moved by Arthur's proposal.

She hasn't bathed in a pool in a long time, she hasn't relaxed since she joined the Xavier Institute and the X-Men.

She is in her early twenties.

It's the age to have fun.

How can she not like playing?

Arthur stood up and said: "Don't worry, I've already made an order for someone to deliver it to me."

"Should be here soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the doorbell ringing.

Outside was a black sedan parked outside the mansion, and Arthur approached it with Jean.

Immediately after they arrived, a woman in a suit stepped out of the sedan and asked, "Are you Mr. Morgan?"

"Yes."

"Here are the swimsuits in all the sizes you requested. They are all in this box. Please sign for them."

Jean looked surprised and asked her question: "Is clothes delivery so fast these days?"

The woman immediately explained: "Of course not, it's just that Mr. Morgan bought all the expensive swimsuits in our store."

"So we sent it right away."

(I see.)

Jean looked at Arthur with some jealousy in her eyes.

This ability to make money!

At that moment, at the corner of the street, Gwen appeared and asked curiously: "Arthur, what are you doing here?"

"Gwen, do you want to swim with us?"

(End of Chapter)

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