Chapter 83： Little pepper! Pepper Potts

In this alley, nobody shook his head and shook his head, forcibly overcoming the sequelae of drowsiness in the brain caused by the use of the instantaneous movement of the starting hands. The ground soared into the sky, and flew into the sky at an oblique speed. After reaching a height of 1,000 kilometers, his body suddenly burst into flames, followed by a loud noise and a white sound accompanied by "嘭!" Clouds exploded over Manhattan.

Just as Inst flew into the sky, a small white jet over the Kennedy Airport not far from him pierced his head, landed on the airport's runway, and taxied towards Sri Lanka. A private helipad for Tucker Industries.

A few minutes later, the dark-faced Colonel Rhodes poked his head out of the door of the parked private jet. He strode down the boarding stairs and glared at Tony standing on the tarmac. Stark said: "I swear! One day, I will commit the felony of murder because of your **** character!"

"Anywhere."

Tony Stark took a step forward and shrugged indifferently: "As long as you can remember, I am actually coming back with you on my own private jet."

On hearing that, Colonel Rhodes frowned and his expression looked serious: "Actually, someone from the CIA has said hello to me, what happened before? Why did you come back on their military plane? Because That 'super boy'? "

别 "Don't ask, believe me, you won't want to know."

Tony Stark poked his lips and turned around and said, "Let's go, 'peper' has been waiting outside for a long time, but I have been waiting for you."

"You're actually waiting for your plane?"

"Don't care about these details."

"..."

A moment later, outside Stark Industries ’private tarmac, Tony Stark patted Colonel Rod on the shoulder and signaled to make a difference. He walked alone to a tall, blonde woman with a playful expression on his face. With an expression, a soft "hum" made a nasal sound: "Why are your eyes swollen? Is it because of your long-lost boss, how many tears have you dropped?"

"This is a tear of joy."

The blonde had a red smile on her eyes, and when Tony Stark was a little touched, she crooked her head and said, "I hate looking for a job."

"..."

Tony Stark pouted and called out the full name of the blonde: "Pep Potts, your holiday is over."

At this moment, a retro-style luxury bullet-proof car was slowly parked beside the two. After the two pulled the car door, they both sat in the seats of the rear compartment. The fat driver wearing sunglasses, Turning his head halfway, he asked, "Mr. Stark, welcome back, Ms. Potts, where are we going?"

Pepper Potts closed the door, and leaned forward slightly, commanding: "Happy, please send us to the doctor ..."

"NO."

"NO?"

Pepper Potts turned his head and looked at Tony Stark with a grudge, "Tony! You have to go to the hospital for a check."

必须 "Must? Do I look like I have a physical problem?"

Tony Stark shook his head: "I have been imprisoned for a whole month. There are only two things I want to do immediately. First, I want an American cheeseburger. Second, I want you to help me right away. Call ... "

"This is impossible!"

Pepper Potts interrupted Tony Stark, rolled his eyes and said, "I won't help you ..."

"It's not what you think."

Tony Stark interrupted with a calm look: "Although your ideas are interesting and tempting to me, in fact, I want you to go and help me hold a press conference right away."

"Press conference? Why ..."

"Hogan!"

Tony Stark, without any explanation, shouted the last name of the driver named 'Hapi' and turned his head and said, "Drive, buy cheeseburger first."

Sophie Hogan clearly knew who the BOSS was, and he started the car without a word and drove slowly outside the airport.

Uh ...

"SHIT!"

Ten minutes later, with a swearing voice from Tony Stark, a hamburger who took a bite flew out of the car, and a vicious curse floated out of the car: "Damn! Hairspray kid! DAMNYOU !!! GOLDENBOY !!! "

If this is heard by Captain America who has not yet thawed, he will definitely say something, pay attention to your words ...

Uh ...

Twenty-five hours later, Tony Stark's voice sounded on the live channels of major television stations in the United States.

"I failed to meet my father for the last time ..."

"I have recently learned a lot about his past and can't help but wonder if he has ever had conflicts and doubts about Stark Industries like I do now ..."

"I have witnessed the killing of a large number of young Americans with my own eyes. The weapons were made by me and should be used to protect them ..."

"I opened my eyes ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I woke up, I realized that what I can contribute to this world is more than just something that just explodes ..."

因此 "So, I announce that I will close the arms manufacturing department of Stark Transnational Industrial Group" with immediate effect! "

When Tony Stark said this, the media world in the United States and the world has boiled because of this. He is no longer the king of arms in the arms business. This kind of dramatic and explosive news is not every day. Yes, it's not too much to say that it hasn't happened for a hundred years. Who wouldn't like it? Oh ... those holding Stark Industrial stocks, except ...

Uh ...

At the same time, some of the things that were about to happen in a very humble low-rise building in a remote suburb to the south of the US capital "Washington DC" were not so pleasant.

This low-rise building looks very ordinary from the outside, but there are no holes in it. Various advanced facilities are available. As a whole, it reveals a strong secret military base style. It is located in a room at the core of the base. Here, lying on the floor is an unconscious Chinese woman, who is the missing Colleen Wen.

"Open her handcuffs."

A middle-aged white man with scum on his chin, first pointed to Colleen Wen with eyes closed, and a torture chair with a steel texture in the middle of the room, and ordered a young man in a black tactical body armor The soldier said, "Let her 'sit' in the chair. I'll get ready to vomit true medicine."

"Yes!"

The young soldier answered, before the middle-aged white man walked out of the door, he asked, "Sir, Lord Rumlow, it's almost time. Should I give her another sedative?"