Obaida Stan, a veteran of Stark Industries. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info once worked with Howard Stark Sr., and together they created the world's most prestigious weapons manufacturing company.

Of course, Stark Group does not make money only on weapons, it also produces a variety of other civilian products under it. But there is no doubt that what else in this world could be more profitable than arms?

People tend to shell out a lot of dollars to buy weapons for some trivial things, and then raise a butcher's knife against their own kind.

Especially after the death of Howard Stark, Obaidia was in control of the supergroup for a time, and it was really the best time of his life.

Even today, in retrospect, Obeidia still has a nostalgic nostalgia for that old time.

But there are always unpleasant things that jump out of the good memories, such as that milky kid, the self-righteous and amorous playboy Tony Stark.

How Obedia wished that this guy had been playing like crazy and squandering. Until he spent all the shares of Stark Industries in his hands.

In this way, he can truly take charge of the weapon empire. But Tony is always disappointed, he's back!

This guy who didn't care about his father's business actually came back. And under his leadership, Stark Group is actually thriving.

In just over a decade, Stark Industries' share price has tripled, and their arms are sold all over the world.

This should be good news for them, at least for other shareholders, as they get a lot of dividends every year.

But it didn't do well for Obaidia, who was becoming less and less important in the group, even though he still held the position of CEO with his personal relationship with Tony.

But there are already people in the board who say that he is old, that he is outdated, and that he should put down his rights and retire, just like the old men in the other boards.

Buy a luxury cruise and take some pretty sexy blonds to the Mediterranean to enjoy life. Just wait for the dividends to get the money every year.

This is heaven for some, but hell for Obedia.

He couldn't imagine how hard it would be to lose his power, which would make him age faster and lose his vitality, and eventually become a penniless stinky old man, except for being rich, of course.

So he plots a murder with Tony Stark. Power is always more important than affection, and even though Tony has always seen him as his own uncle, he still decided to kill Tony.

Everything was well planned, Tony went to Afghanistan and entered an ambush circle, where a Stark Group missile hit his convoy.

It stands to reason that everything will end at this moment, Tony should die, and he will be the real man at the helm of this business empire.

Everything was so good, but unfortunately this perfect plan was ruined by a bunch of idiots. They foolishly wanted to control Tony Stark and demanded a price increase.

However, Tony escaped, and he still doesn't know how Tony managed to escape from the cave in Afghanistan.

But what is even more infuriating is that these guys have come to New York with a swagger, and have declared that if they join him without paying, they will disclose Mr. Oberdia's links to terrorist organizations.

Let his plot to assassinate Tony be exposed to everyone.

Now an enraged Mr. Oberdia has come to the dock in New Jersey, where these idiots are asking to meet.

He's not here to negotiate, he's here to kill all these idiots, he's brought with him a full thirty heavily armed mercenaries, all armed with the best weapons of the Stark Group.

At the docks in New Jersey, Mr. Jusanno and two of his friends were waiting for Al-Obeidia to arrive on the Egyptian-flagged freighter.

"It looks like this Yankee is not punctual. A man with a shaved head like Hu Sannuo and a clear bias towards the Western Regions of China spoke.

His name was Abdure, and he was of Husano's kindred. Like Husano, he played for the Ten Rings Gang, but because of his adventures as a teenager, his status in the gang was completely different from Husano's.

And beside him there was a taciturn middle-aged man, who also looked like a native of the Western Regions. His name is Mulladi, and he is also of Husano's kindred, and he also plays for the Ten Rings.

"But isn't that coming? Husano pointed to the convoy moving towards the dock from afar, the bright lights shining brightly in the night.

"Mr. Obedia, you'd better keep your men outside. Husanno beckoned, and the men hidden in the ship pointed at the convoy with their weapons.

"You stay there and look for a chance to subdue these guys later. Obedia explained to his mercenary captain, and followed Husanno to the captain's room of the freighter.

"Mr. Husanno, I hope you have prepared enough cash, or weapons of the same value, to complete our agreement. The three of them sat at one end of the conference table in the captain's room, while Obedia sat at the other.

"Listen, you're not doing your job, Tony Stark is swaggering around New York City. Obeidia lit a large cigar with a hint of impatience in her tone.

"And you haven't even told me why you let Tony go, how can I possibly give you the money. ”

"I think we've talked about it on the phone, Tony Stark. We will solve our mission goals, and the Ten Rings have always kept their word. "Jusano is negotiating with Obaidia.

The two helpers he had hired were playing with their fingernails with little interest, and they were talking in the dialect of the Western Regions.

Abdul Re seemed to tell a joke that made a silent Muradi smile.

This made Obedia feel a little irritated, and it made him feel that he was being slighted. And it was despised by a bunch of stupid terrorists who didn't have any intelligence.

What are these people going to do besides make explosions and kill people? This made Obeidia want to end the conversation as soon as possible, and it seemed that it would be wise to recruit someone to kill them all.

"No, I can't trust you. Obedia said as she slowly approached the three of them as she paced. "You've already failed once, so why should I put my expectations on an organization that has already failed?"

"Do you know what the biggest flaw of an organization like yours is?"

"Lack of technology, lack of respect for science, and lack of technology will always be your shortcoming. As he spoke, Obedia secretly opened the prop that had been hidden in his palm.

This is an infrasonic transmitter, which is not very useful, but can immobilize a person for fifteen minutes.

Obedia had protected himself before he came in, and he pressed the switch and watched with satisfaction as the three people in front of him couldn't move.

Husano's expression was a little surprised and a little frightened, things were out of his control.

Obedia lowered her head and said softly. "Without science, you are nothing. Primitive people. ”

After saying that, he was ready to leave here, leaving the dirty thing of killing people to the mercenaries, he didn't want blood to stain his $30,000 blazer.

Pap ~ Pap ~ Pap ~ Pap, a clapping voice sounded abruptly in the quiet room.

"That's a good thing to say, Yankee. It was Abdulre who was applauding and speaking, and he was not frozen. "Your speech was good. ”

"But you won't understand that there are things you can't solve with technology, if you call that ridiculous little thing in your hands technology. Abdulre's tone was fiercely mocking.

Things are now out of Obedia's control, and he wants to escape, after all, he can figure out what will happen to falling out with a group of terrorists.

But as soon as he took a step on his feet, his body could not move. It turned out that Mulardi was not frozen, and he just gently patted Obedia on the back, and the strong man could not move.

"We've seen what real technology is, and we're fighting against people who are too powerful to imagine the Yankees. Abdulre's saliva was spraying all over Obedya's face, and it was hard to say if he did it on purpose.

This made Obedia feel very sick.

Muladi gently patted the immobilized Husano, who was originally paralyzed by infrasonic and unable to move, was able to move.

"Abdure, is this the power you gained in Kunlun?" said Husano with some eagerness in his tone.

"Kunlun?ah~ Sort of, there are some of them, such as this brand. Abdul Rah pointed to a tiger head amulet he had hung around his waist.

"But more things are learned from the teachings of adults, and the gang in Kunlun like to hide their secrets, so don't expect to learn more things from them, so I secretly took this souvenir and ran back. ”

"Husanno works hard, and if you can go back to China one day, maybe you will have the opportunity to learn the strength you want. Muladi said to Husano.

"Okay, this Yankee is left to you to solve, I'm not interested in talking nonsense with a Yankee. Abdullah shoved Obediyah, who was immobilized, and fell directly to the ground.

"Then I think we can talk to Mr. Oberdia now. Now things are back in Husano's control, and the corners of his mouth are unconsciously upturned.

"On the issue of commissions, I think there needs to be an increase in price because you need to pay an extra price for what you just did. ”