Grell rode his motorcycle to another entrance to the Stark Building, stopped at the gate, took off his helmet, and before he could say anything, a guard in a black suit, sunglasses and headphones walked over, bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Stark, wait for you on the top floor of the building, this is your temporary pass." ”

As he spoke, he handed over a card with a metal clip in both hands, Grell took it, clipped it to his clothes, the railing had been opened, and he drove in directly with a twist of the accelerator, and found a vacant seat at random, and parked the motorcycle there.

Carrying the helmet to the parking space, patted the lid of the storage box, and the storage box made of special alloy was immediately opened, revealing that there were three magic books and hanging rings placed inside, and the helmet was thrown into it casually, obviously it was only a storage box with a length of twenty centimeters, width and height, but throwing two helmets and three magic books with a thickness comparable to Cihai, but it was still so empty, giving people the feeling that no matter how much they threw a car in, they could not be filled.

Stark Tower is nearly three hundred meters high, even if you take Stark's special high-speed elevator, it takes a while to finally reach the top floor, exclusive to Stark's luxury villa, yes, it is indeed like a villa.

Like Stark's villa in Malibu, the same wall is replaced by high-strength glass, and you can see the Atlantic Ocean and the ships on the sea, so you always feel like you're looking down on all beings.

The Chrysler Building with long spikes in the front left, Grell is no stranger, or many buildings in Manhattan, he is familiar with, once played "Torture Prototype", countless times manipulated the game characters, jumping and gliding between these buildings, and now... He can do it in reality.

After looking at the Chrysler Building for a second, these thoughts flashed through his mind, and Grell saw Daisy hurriedly running towards him, making Grell open his arms, but Daisy ran in front of him and pulled Greer's coat.

This made Greel, who was about to greet the hug, extremely embarrassed, and Stark, who was sitting at the bar on the right, screamed, with a cramped smile on his face, and said, "I'm not interested in seeing people make out, there are quite a few rooms here, you can go there." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Harpy next to him: "Take them to that interesting room." ”

"No, no," Grell hurriedly stopped him, grabbed Daisy's hands with both hands, looked at Daisy in confusion, and asked, "Louise, what's wrong?" ”

Stark poured himself a glass of wine, sat at the bar and shook his glass, and said, "Hey, it's rude to refuse a girl's enthusiasm, you're going to make the girl annoyed like this, believe me, the higher the height, the more fun you have." ”

Grell looked at Stark helplessly, didn't want to talk to this old rascal, looked down at Daisy, who was a little wrong, and asked again, "What's wrong?" ”

"Belt, belt!" Daisy muttered, struggling to hook her fingers and pull Greer's jacket up a little, revealing the decade drive that was tightly tied to her waist, her eyes full of doubt and curiosity, staring at the milky white decade drive that was tightly bound by the metal border.

Daisy really didn't hear it right, and Grell didn't dare to push too hard so as not to hurt her arm, he looked up and looked at Harpy with doubts, and Harpy, who was strong enough to get home, shook his head and spread his hands: "I don't know, she has been like this since she got out of the car, what should she remember?" ”

Daisy had already straightened her waist, raised her head, and looked at it carefully, Greel's face, which was only more than ten centimeters away, was so close that she could spray the other party if she breathed a little bigger, but it made Grell blush, and she couldn't help but slide back half a step slightly, trying to distance herself.

Seeing this, Stark, who was 'watching the play', turned his head to Harpy and said, "Absolute rookie, how can you retreat at this time, you should move forward." ”

Daisy sighed slightly, as if she was a little disappointed, and muttered, "It's not like this, the color is wrong, the pattern... It doesn't seem right. ”

"What's wrong?" Monk Greer was confused, he was confused by her series of actions from the moment he entered the door, could it be that he was frightened, there was this possibility, after all, the pavilion was exploding and flesh and blood.

Daisy was just about to say something, when she caught a glimpse of Stark and Harpy, bit her lip, and whispered, "Let's go back and talk about it, I... I want to ask you something. ”

"Huh?!" Grell is still at a loss, could it be that he is asking if he is Kamen Rider? But didn't she see it all?

There was no drama to watch, so Stark stood up and said as he walked: "The whispering time is over, and now it's time to get down to business." ”

Grell turned his head, looked at the leisurely and comfortable Stark, and asked helplessly, "Mr. Stark, didn't you say that there was an emergency?" Is your urgent business an alcoholic addict? ”

"Hmm..."Stark looked at the wine glass in his hand and nodded seriously: "It's really a very important thing, it can be ranked in the top ten, making money is the last item in my plan." ”

'Smack! Greer patted his head, and finally understood why the good-natured American team wanted to beat him on the S.H.I.E.L.D. carrier, answering the question, the hippie smile, the boss's full frame and unconsciously revealing arrogance, it was really infuriating, and a little guidance turned into an impulse to beat people.

Stark didn't care what Grell was thinking, or rather, he didn't care about the other people's feelings, and shouted directly into the empty hall, "Jarvis, turn the screen of the press conference over." ”

"Yes, sir!"

The TV on the wall instantly lit up, revealing a live broadcast of the press conference, and Pepper, the CEO of Stark Industries, was reading the speech to the reporters who filled the living room, it seemed that Stark left in a hurry to do this, after all, so many people died at his expo, and he must have to do something.

Pepper was dressed in a professional outfit and said with a serious face, "... At the hearing a few months ago, a congressman demanded that Mr. Stark hand over his steel suit to protect the American imperialist people, and after the terrorist attacks in Monaco, he strongly condemned Mr. Stark's failure to hand over his steel suit as self-serving.

But the second company with the technology to manufacture steel suits on a large scale has just appeared, and the appalling thing of steel suits killing humans has happened. If the steel suit technology continues to spread, I am afraid that such out-of-control incidents will continue to be staged.

Not everyone is Stark, not all companies are Stark Industries, can give the steel suit extremely strict protective measures, so that no one can take advantage of it, I still remember when the unmanned car was first listed, there were many incidents of hackers controlling the unmanned car to cause car accidents.

I think you have all seen the consequences of the steel suit being manipulated by others, which is thousands of times more serious than the problem of unmanned vehicles, do the US imperialist people really need the protection of such a steel suit that will be manipulated by others? Just like nuclear weapons, in the hands of a few responsible countries, they are more secure than all countries in the world.

I'd like to ask the congressman here, if Stark hands over the steel suit, can you guarantee that there will be no such loss of control, and a company like Hammer Industries that is not skilled can obtain the mass manufacturing technology of the steel suit, and can get the military to invest, then does Hammer Workers have the requirements for mass production? As it turned out, Hammer Industries, as well as the irresponsible censors, were responsible for the accident. ”