Chapter 32 Stark’s Redemption and the Small-minded Big Devil
Tony Stark’s disappearance only caused Wall Street to panic for a whole morning, and the “Red Gangster Murder Incident” also only caused Wall Street to be in chaos for a while.
In the securities trading hall, forensic doctors collected the bones, forensics personnel took photos and collected evidence, criminal police officers were looking for people to question, and cleaning staff cleaned up the flesh and blood...
Traders were still answering customer calls and discussing today. Old stock investors gathered around, sometimes looking at the busy police and the bones, flesh and blood on the ground, and sometimes staring directly at the bulletin board on the wall.
The two parties occasionally negotiate but do not interfere with each other.
Even if there is a world war or aliens invade the earth, the New York Stock Exchange will not stop working. This heart of capital may only stop running after the capital loses all its vitality.
Stark Industries was forced to disclose the fact that Tony Stark was kidnapped under pressure from the Securities Regulatory Commission. Stock investors sold their stocks one after another and kept cursing the playboy who wanted to go to dangerous places to seek death, which caused them great harm. suffered huge losses.
Except for Pepper Potts, "Producer" Happy and his friend Roddy, no one else in the huge New York City really cares about the life and death of Tony Stark. The doctor whose family was destroyed due to weapons manufactured by Tucker Industries reached out to him and not only saved his life, but even sacrificed himself to cover his evacuation.
Afghanistan, mountainous area of Kuna province.
In a deep cave, dim lights swayed.
Lying on the metal bed was a man covered with bandages. There was a long catheter inserted into his nostrils and a magnet embedded in his chest. Two wires were connected to the magnet. The other end of the wire was a battery removed from the car. .
Beside the bed, there was a bald man wearing glasses who was shaving in the mirror. Under the dim light, he was shaving very carefully and with steady hands, as if he was performing surgery.
Suddenly, the man on the metal bed opened his eyes and woke up. He looked around blankly at first, seeing the dim chandelier and the dirty cave.
He pulled out the cannula from his nostril and coughed twice due to stimulation. It was probably chest pain, so he quickly lowered his head and saw the bandage and the foreign object under the bandage.
Frightened, he hurriedly tore off the bandage, and finally saw the magnet embedded in his chest, and followed the magnet to see the car battery connected to the wires.
After waking up, I found that a magnet was suddenly inserted into my chest, which would make a normal person collapse.
The man gasped violently and roared out of breath.
"Are you awake?" Ethan, who was shaving, glanced at him in the mirror.
"What did you do to me?" Tony Stark was horrified and angry.
“What did you do?”
Ethan smiled, as if he had done something trivial.
“I saved your life.”
“Despite my best efforts, there are still many fragments left in your body, and they are drilling into your heart along the blood vessels. "Ethan put down the razor, picked up a small glass bottle from the table, shook it, and threw it to Tony Stark on the metal bed.
Tony Stark took the small glass bottle, faced the light, and saw the tiny fragments inside the bottle.
“I have seen many injuries like this in the village. People call them ‘living dead’. After about a week, shrapnel will enter the organs and no one can save them.”
"Before they die, they will be in extreme pain, like millions of poisonous insects biting their bodies. They want to survive, but they can only wait to die."
Ethan seemed to recall the past, and his expression became cold.
"How does it feel to be injured by a weapon you made?"
Tony Stark was speechless, but at this time he had not yet begun to reflect, he was still a weapons manufacturer position.
He touched the wire, looked along the wire towards the car battery, and began to think.
Ethan took out a pan and put it on the fire to cook porridge. Seeing that the other party ignored him, he mentioned another thing: "Actually, we met once, at a technical seminar in Bern."
Tony· Stark glanced at him again and shook his head: "I don't remember."
"Of course, if I was that drunk, I would definitely not be able to stand, let alone give a lecture on integrated circuits. "Ethan stirred the porridge in the pan.
Tony looked up and saw the surveillance camera on the wall, and asked, "Where is this place?"
Ethan was about to answer when footsteps came from outside the iron door.
"Quick, get up!" He put down the pan and urged Tony: "Follow me later, remember!"
A group of ferocious-looking armed men broke in.
Ethan put his head in his hands, Tony followed suit. "Tony...Stark!" The leader of the bearded men raised his hands in the air and said in an exaggerated tone: "Welcome America's most famous mass murderer."
Then the bearded man spoke loudly. There were a lot of unintelligible languages, and Ethan translated: "He wants you to help him build missiles, the Jellicoe missiles you showed."
Ethan took a black and white photo and showed it to Tony.
The stubborn Tony refused directly, and then he received a warm spa treatment. Not only was there water, but the wires on his chest would also burst out a ball of electric sparks from time to time.
Water and fire are two heavens, but it is a pity that the service staff is not the wonderful No. 88 technician.
After the business reception, Party A’s father covered Tony’s head and took him out of the cave to show off his strength to the wage earners.
“Did you see that?” The bearded man turned around in front of Tony, pointed at the weapons and ammunition piled outside the cave and said, “Here are all the materials you need.”
Tony Stark was surprised to see that all the weapons he saw were weapons produced by Stark Industries, but he had obviously only provided these weapons to the American military.
Although Tony is an arms dealer, it is a pity that he is not as mature as the big devil Lin Hao. He only thinks that his arms are only supplied to the American military to maintain the peace of the free world, but he does not understand that "not to both parties involved in the war" An arms dealer who sells arms is not a good arms dealer."
How could a free America not have arms dealers who sell weapons to its enemies?
"Start immediately and I will let you go after the work is done!" Party A's father promised.
Tony Stark has become mature this time. He is very confident in his talents. After the terrorists get him, they will continue to force him to make weapons and will never let go of this egg-laying rooster. .
So he could only save himself. Fortunately, he had a good idea in his mind before the accident, and he even put it into practice once.
For a genius like him, existence and non-being are two concepts, let alone one practice.
Tony drew the sketch in the shortest time. The model machine is more streamlined and the design is more reasonable than in the original work.
While Tony Stark was trying to save himself, Lin Hao had already contacted the surviving agents near New York State. Each time he would change into a different identity, and each layer of identity was a real vest.
One thing to say is that in the ten years since he joined the Divine Spear Bureau, Lin Hao used the resources of the Bureau to do a lot of things behind Zheng Xian’s back. For example, Zheng Xian didn’t know that Lin Hao had artificial human technology. At most, he thought that Lin Hao This is developing some of his own downlines. For a senior agent, this is routine operation.
If there is a traitor among the people he comes into contact with, the corresponding vest will be exposed, and Lin Hao will be able to determine who the traitor is.
This is fishing using a vest as bait.
You can only use this stupid method when you can't find any more clues. Ordinary agents will suffer losses if they use this method, but Lin Hao doesn't care.
After contacting the last surviving agent near New York State, Lin Hao received a video call from a phone bug. On the screen was a weathered man with a bitter look on his face.
"Director, I searched through Xiangxi, Southern Hunan, Eastern Sichuan, and Guibei several times, but I couldn't find the legend of Taluo Village. Jia Ying's village was destroyed eighteen years ago, and there was a Mudslide, so it did not attract the attention of the bureau.”
"Also, I searched on the plateau and found no villages where the Inhumans live. They are probably in a different time and space dimension."
"As for Kama Taj, the director should have a few nails in his hand. I...I can't touch it!"
"Oh." Lin Hao responded calmly.
Seeing that the Big Devil was about to hang up the phone, the man nicknamed "Saber" quickly begged for mercy: "Director, I want to go out on the field!"
"I was not responsible for the last attack on Wakanda... …”
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Hao scolded with a straight face: "That's resource development and peaceful coexistence!"
Jiangdao was speechless, and squeezed out a flattering smile that he was not good at: "Director, civilian personnel are investigating this kind of thing. I can do it, I'm a level 7 special agent!"
"Oh?" Lin Hao said lightly: "Who can you defeat? , Are you embarrassed to go out on the field?"
"..." Saber had nothing to say.
How many of the 150,000 people in the bureau can challenge the pacifists?
He regrets it!
I shouldn't have been a bitch back then and took the initiative to "instruct" Director Lin in martial arts. As a result, he was slapped away and was remembered for so many years.
The big devil is indeed very narrow-minded.
(End of this chapter)