My name is Anthony Edward Stark. A rich man, an inventor, and an amateur part-time hero. emmm ... At least I think I am a hero, although my old housekeeper Peter Parker never thinks so.
But I still use the steel warriors I invented to patrol the city today. There are too many sins in this city and this world! And I have an obligation to eliminate these evils because of certain things.
The Stark Group is a weapon production group. We mainly help the US government produce various weapons and equipment. My father has made countless contributions to the US government. But he was assassinated in the winter of 1955.
I still remember how he was killed. It was a dark and snowy day, the night before Christmas, when I was twelve years old, my parents were going to buy Christmas gifts for me.
As usual, my father first got into the car to warm up the car, and turned on the heater, so that my mother and I waited for the car to warm up and went in.
But the car was not hit as usual, but a burst of dazzling orange light burst, and the noise that had almost damaged my eardrum (the doctor treated me for half a year before I recovered hearing).
When I realized that this was a premeditated explosion, my father had no bones and my mother protected me. I did not die on the spot. Although I received six months of treatment, I survived. But my mother also died in this explosion.
But I survived, although I was living like a walking dead. Until the arrival of my new housekeeper Peter Parker. That is the beginning of all stories.
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In the summer of 1956, at the Stark Manor in Los Angeles, Anthony sat quietly in front of the window and looked at the weedy courtyard without knowing where he was flying.
When his parents were still there, the garden in the courtyard was always clean and tidy, but now everything has changed.
The beautiful boy in Anthony's poems, with brownish-black hair, matching big brown eyes and handsome nose and mouth. Normally happy boys always go to the swimming pool in the courtyard in the summer, but now the swimming pool is covered with moss.
Anthony's father Howard Stark has a large company, and at the same time has a legacy that is enough to make all jackals move.
This bombing case made many people think it might be an opportunity to annex Howard's legacy. Especially Howard's partner Obady.
But Howard **** left a back hand. He had already made a will long ago. If he died and his son was too young, then his estate would be entrusted to his secretarial team to manage a period Time, at the same time another inheritance will take effect, he found a suitable client for his son and inheritance!
Damn it! Obadi cursed why Anthony had been killed on the spot without him, which made his things a little trickier.
Stark Manor has been left unattended for nearly half a year, but Anthony insisted on returning here after discharge.
Obady rubbed his face, trying to make his expression look kind. He put a smile on his uncle and went to Anthony. "Tony (Anthony's nickname) I think you are more suitable to live with me." , I can be your guardian. I have known you for twelve years. I want to live in my villa is more suitable for you, Stark Manor can no longer live. "
Ao Badai is tall, and the huge body of nearly two meters makes him have to squat down and talk to Anthony, which makes him a little uncomfortable.
Anthony said without standards: "But my father has chosen a suitable guardian for me."
Obadi waved his hand: "But it took him half a year to find him, Peter Parker? Where did you jump out of the characters, have you seen them? Have I seen them? I suspect this is a lie that your father and secretaries made up randomly. They want to devour your father's legacy! "
Anthony continued to say blankly, "Don't you want to?" His cold-faced expression didn't look like a twelve-year-old kid at all.
Abadai froze for a moment: "What are you talking about, I am your uncle!"
Anthony continued: "Is it a bomb you installed in my dad's car?"
Obadi was very angry: "Howard is my best friend! You are my nephew, how can I do this?"
Anthony turned his head from the scenery outside the window. He looked at Obadie and said: "But the explosion was different, the special orange light and smokeless explosion and the high temperature that can completely melt the frame. This is Starr. New explosive developed by Ke Group: Orange Light! "
Anthony determined exactly what kind of explosion his father died in.
Aubadai's mouth slightly raised. He didn't believe that a twelve-year-old could understand the difference between these explosions. Maybe he had seen any documents from Howard's office and put it on.
Abadei waved his hands impatiently and said, "Tony! You are only twelve years old ..."
Anthony: "Orange is made by me."
Abadai originally wanted to send Anthony at random, but was shocked by the child's words: "What?"
Anthony continued: "Orange, it was a by-product of my research on high-energy chemistry in the laboratory when I was ten years old. I hope that summer dad will take our family to travel to Europe, so it was made ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Obadi looked at Anthony incredulously: "Do you know what you are talking about? "
Anthony didn't answer, just stared at Abadai with his eyes: "So, did you kill my father!"
Abady was annoyed by Anthony ’s color, and he waved impatiently: “What the **** do you want to do? Do n’t forget your current situation! I am now your only reliable guardian, if you still want to be good It ’s better to live obediently and obediently! "
Obadi wanted to pull Anthony, a child, after he said that he had almost lost all his patience. If the other party is not a child, he may have chosen to use strong ones. Instead of using persuasion as much as possible.
After all, Opady and Howard still have feelings over the years, and they have a little feeling for seeing big Anthony since childhood. If Anthony obediently obeyed, Obady could make him a rich second generation. But Howard's legacy is about to be decided!
Abady is going to force Anthony away and take him back to his villa. He has a way to educate a disobedient thorn. ? And Anthony seems to have determined something, his left hand has been concealed
Just when both of them were moving, a serious male voice appeared in this room: "I advise you to stop your movements, Mr. Obady. Otherwise I am not sure if I will use some violent Means to stop you! "
A 1.7 meter tall, thin man walked in. With brown hair and ordinary looks, he stood straight and dressed very unexpectedly. Anthony couldn't see what the forty-year-old middle-aged man had to compete with Obadei.
After all, it looks like Obady can strangle him with just one hand. 8) More exciting novels, welcome to visit everyone's college