(Because of the incident of Jin Yong's sue Jiangnan, there will be no martial arts names in Mr. Jin Yong's martial arts works in the future, and the previous Zixia Shengong is now officially renamed Tengjiao Gong. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info)

"According to the information confirmed by our correspondent in Afghanistan, the leader of Stark Industries, Tony Stark, was attacked by terrorists in Afghanistan yesterday afternoon. ”

"The twelve U.S. soldiers in the three Humvees that accompanied the escort have all been killed, and the bodies of the soldiers have been recovered, but Tony Stark's body has not been found yet. No group has yet declared responsibility for the attack, and the stock price of Stark Industries is expected to plunge sharply at the opening of the stock market this morning......."

This is the big news this morning, whether it is ABCBBC, Central Xinhuanet, or any other media, the front page of all news social media this morning is this news.

Tony Stark, the world's richest man and the chief boss of Stark Industries, was attacked in Afghanistan while demonstrating the latest Jerry missiles to the U.S. military.

His current whereabouts are unknown, and it is difficult to distinguish between life and death. Li Jie was eating breakfast while watching the news. It's been two days since the previous warehouse war, and today is the first day of school in September.

The two-month summer vacation was nothing short of thrilling for him. The last life and this life combined don't have as much excitement as in the past two months.

Looking at the news of Tony Stark, Li Jie's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh.

"Tell you to complain that my name is like a Texas chainsaw massacre, so that you dare to complain that the Turkish steamed burger I made is not delicious, look~ retribution!" Li Jie complained madly with malice in his heart.

Because he knew that Tony would be safe and sound if he was kidnapped this time, and that he would transform into Iron Man because of this experience, Li Jie was not worried about Tony's safety at all.

Now he's using his computer to look at the fluctuations in Stark Industries' stock price over the course of a week, and it's now trading at $120 per share.

It is expected that the market will plummet after the opening, and if memory serves, Tony should have been kidnapped for about a week before returning home to announce the closure of the Stark Group's weapons department.

This is the rhythm of dragging the stock into the abyss~ But in the end, because the Ark Reactor created new energy as a corporate support, the stock price was pulled back.

If you don't make a fortune at this time, when can you make it, this is the only time that Li Jie knows as a traverser that he can make a big profit.

The two-month work in the food truck helped Li Jie earn almost $60,000, minus the more than $8,000 he had spent on equipment for the Nightkin base.

With $52,000 left, he said hello to his mother, Justley, and asked her to help open a trading account with the bank.

Li Jie is ready to invest in Stark's stock to make a profit.

The first day of school was sunny, and presumably those pesky vampires wouldn't come out. Li Jie, bathed in the sun, was in a very good mood.

Of course, some people are in a good mood, and some people are in a bad mood. In the building of the upstart real estate group in New Jersey, the young and handsome president Deacon Firth is in a very bad mood.

"The people we sent were all dead, and all the food we had traded was taken away. "A muscular white man with a traditional Scottish beard stood in front of Deacon.

The news that the man brought to Deacon was very bad, and all of Deacon Firth's previous plans were disrupted.

Deacon was expressionless, but he made a list of words. He can be seen also having a mouthful of vampire fangs in his mouth.

"We've promised our subjects enough fresh food for the Bloodline's festivals! The cold plasma in the blood bank has been boring us for decades!" said Deacon's handsome expression, grim.

"My subjects crave fresh, warm-hearted blood! and the Council of Elders and the Lords also need beautiful purebred food to give. ”

The fresh blood that Deacon mentions is the most beautiful meal for a vampire. The white man standing in front of Dickon couldn't help but swallow.

"Deacon, I'm afraid we can't gather so much food in such a short period of time!" said a young woman who had been sitting on the couch.

"It's not a few decades ago, the government is much stricter about the population, and the disappearance of a large number of people must be alarming. Unless we want to go to war with humanity!" there was a hint of warning in the woman's tone.

"Ridiculous armistice, when does a lion kill a zebra, and still need the zebra's approval?" said the white man with great disdain.

"Hey~ Quinn, don't talk to our beautiful purebloods, Miss Lyus. Deacon seemed very graceful in preventing the white man's further provocation, but his tone was full of playfulness.

"Deacon, don't pretend to be like that. You're just a halfway vampire, and I'm born a bloodline. "The blonde Miss Lyus looks haughty.

"An armistice is an agreement between the Council of Elders and human society, and whatever your opinion is, you must follow the decisions of the Council of Elders. That's what the Presbyterians sent me here for!"

"Purpose?hahaha!" Dickon began to laugh out loud as if he had heard something funny. "Just the old ones who can't walk, don't forget who is providing them with fresh blood!

Deacon suddenly threw himself down in front of Lyrus with a fierce look, which somewhat shocked Lyus. As if Lyus was saying something that upset him, Deacon would bite her white and thin neck.

"Deacon, you have to understand that the empire is not something you can say alone!" Lycon seemed to be really scared of Deacon, and after saying this, he hurriedly left the room, not daring to look at Deacon at all.

"Phew~!ignorant and stupid purebloods!" Deacon cursed as he saw Lyus leave the room. "Humans and vampires are natural mortal enemies, and if we don't completely control them, we will be wiped out by humans one day!"

Quinn glanced in the direction Lywth had left, making sure she was indeed far away, before lowering his voice and speaking to Deacon. "Deacon, the Bible of the trade was also taken. ”

Deacon's facial muscles trembled twice, the most important part of his plan.

"Contact all the men and get the Bible back!" Deacon was determined to get the parchment scroll.

"And what about the Carnival on September 21? We have promised our subordinates that we will give them enough fresh blood. Failure to fulfill our vows would be a great blow to our prestige. Quinn also seemed worried about it.

"There are less than 20 days left, and after contacting the Ten Rings and the freedom fighters, we can't get enough food from the United States, so they can get it from Afghanistan and Iraq and ship it to the United States as soon as possible. Deacon made his decision.

"I'm afraid there will still be not enough time, if you take the sea, it will take you more than 20 days to get here from the Middle East. I'm afraid the time for Carnival is over. Quinn kept reminding Deacon that their time was limited.

"Then let the subjects go to the party! no one has had a real festival in decades!" said Deacon's face with a look of madness.

"But what about human society?" "Human society should let those old and immortal fellows deal with it! Maybe chaos is what we need most now." The speed of human progress is too fast, one day humans will launch a massacre of vampires, since there will be a battle, why don't we start and give them a fatal blow when humans are not ready!"

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