Chapter 109: It's a pity

"Tony!" Pepper was a little annoyed.

"OK, okay, I admit it, thank you. Okay, right? Can you order something to eat? I'm dying of hunger, please bring me a cheeseburger, oh no, two, thanks again! ”

It can be seen that Tony is very bad at thanking others and awkward about such things, and can only use this way to make himself look natural.

Dior, who was still thinking of running to his house tonight to smash things and cause destruction, suddenly felt like he couldn't cry or laugh, probably "What are you doing with children"? Even though Tony is much older than him......

"Even though you say 'thank you' twice, I have to tell you that a cheeseburger won't save your life." Dio said, gesturing to his chest.

Tony replied nonchalantly, "Sure, but it saves my stomach." Well, it doesn't have to be a cheeseburger, whatever the dish, I can eat it first. ”

Dio didn't answer him, but carefully observed his face, and then communicated with [Pearl Jam] in his consciousness from time to time to make further confirmation.

"Take your clothes off ......"

"Hey! Although I have to admit that you're handsome, well, second only to mine, I'm not interested in men, don't think that if you save Pepper, I'll make me listen to you for everything. ”

"If you knew what I was doing before you came, then listen to me now, I'm going to see that."

Dio said with a serious face, pointing to the 'light' on Tony's chest.

Tony was silent for a moment, but Pepper suddenly had some confidence in Dio for some reason, the reason why she had to come over was naturally not as simple as saying thanks, but also to see if the qigong treatment that Agent Natasha said was effective, and before coming, she also asked many people who had eaten at Dior's place and knew a lot of magical things.

If it weren't for Tony's stubbornness, they would have come over yesterday.

"I'm fine and don't need treatment."

"Tony, you know, I'm worried about you, you should live like a normal person, not like a robot, living on 'it'." Pepper said as she stroked the Ark Reactor on his chest.

Tony sighed and lifted his clothes, but he didn't forget to mutter, "Doing this kind of action in front of a man, I feel like I'm still dead." ”

Dio ignored his muttering, but looked at Tony's chest intently, and the impression of the scary 'purple cobweb' has not yet come out, that is because the 'poisoning' is not deep, and when it really comes, Tony will not have much time to live, which is also the reason why he will choose to let himself go again in the future, at the end of his life, he will do anything crazy.

But this kind of ups and downs is not a kind of metamorphosis.

"The invention of genius, but it is gradually eating away at your life." After motioning for Tony to put his clothes down, Dio gave his opinion.

"Wow, amazing conclusion." Tony said in a very exaggerated tone, obviously not taking it seriously, the more genius the person, the more conceited, until they see the so-called 'evidence', they will not agree with other people's opinions.

Fortunately, Dior didn't think that he could believe anything with just his words, facts speak louder than words.

So Dior turned and walked into the kitchen and began to tinker.

Compared with Tony's disapproval, Pepper was even more worried, and in her impression, the man who had just left did not look like an alarmist person.

"Tony, tell me seriously, is this thing you made really harmless at all?"

"Of course, am I going to joke with my life?"

Tony seemed confident, but only he knew what was going on in his mind.

Within a few minutes, Dior brought out a large glass of green drink, which looked disgusting and unappetizing.

"What is this? Did you squeeze the weeds out there into juice? As soon as he saw it, Tony unceremoniously complained about it.

"This is a special vegetable juice made by our restaurant, which can prolong your life and remove toxins from your body."

"I think we might have to change restaurants, what do you think, Pepper?"

"Maybe it doesn't taste as bad as I thought it was, can I taste it?" Pepper hesitated for a moment and said, in fact, he was doing Dior a favor.

But he was rejected by Dio without any appreciation!

"It's useless for you to drink this thing, and you're not poisoned, it's too wasteful."

"Poisoned?"

After repeatedly confirming that Dio was not joking, Pepper's face immediately turned white, and then he looked at Tony seriously.

"I admit you may be great in some ways, but you're definitely a liar when it comes to medicine, and if I get poisoned, will I sit here and talk to you about nothing?" Tony only felt a terrible headache and wondered if Dio had made up such a reason to force him to drink this messy drink in order to get revenge on him.

Dior didn't explain, "You'll know after drinking, if you don't want to believe it, let's go, next time it's not a 100,000 dollar glass." ”

"Just this glass of 'weed juice', 100,000 dollars?" Tony was almost. He is indeed rich, and he is indeed a spendthrift, but this does not mean that he is willing to be regarded as a big wrongdoer.

"When you understand what it's worth, I'll sell you a million dollars."

"Let's go, this guy is crazy."

I confirmed the eyes, and he was a poor and crazy person.

Tony was really ready to leave this time, and he didn't even ask Pepper for advice, just picked up his coat and left.

Dio didn't stop him, but he regretted that the other party didn't know the goods, and this glass of vegetable juice with ingredients could almost clean up the excess palladium that he had accumulated over the years.

At the same time, it can also sound the alarm bell for him not to use the Mark armor so often, which will increase the burden on his body, and it can also allow Tony to start looking for new elements that can be replaced from now on, so as to save himself from being terminally ill and revealing such ugliness.

So a cup of 100,000 dollars is really not expensive.

"I'm sorry, Tony, he's such a stubborn person, can you tell me why you just said that? Tony was he really poisoned? Pepper, who was deliberately slow, apologized for Tony, and then asked worriedly.

"Maybe I'm wrong, it's a pity......"

As he spoke, Dior took a sip of the glass of vegetable juice, not knowing whether it was a pity that it was not sold, or a pity that someone did not know the goods.