"What we're going to talk about is your suit, not forcing you to become a prostitute!"

"Of course, I think this issue should be discussed by the police officers of the Special Administrative Region!"

The councillor silently put his hand on his forehead, and he felt that his final outcome should be to be to death.

"Alright, let's put the conversation on hold for a moment! After all, I'm not a weapons expert, and I don't know anything about weapons, so let's hear what they have to say today! I summon Mr. Fisher Adams, who has a well-deserved authority when it comes to high-tech weapons! ”

Fisher casually threw his coat on the chair, then pulled out a pair of black-rimmed glasses with no prescription from his pocket and put them on.

"I'm sorry guys, but I think wearing glasses might make me feel more authoritative!" Fisher straightened his glasses, then picked up a small projection device and walked to the center of the hall.

"Ahem, first of all, before we talk about weapons, I want to talk about how we should define a prosthetic!" Fisher turned on the projection equipment and then asked a few staff members to pull over a whiteboard.

"Everyone, please see, this is the assistive equipment currently developed by the giant god for patients with physical disabilities!" Fisher pulled out a few images of bionic arms or lower limbs, and then released several images of people with disabilities using these metal prosthetics to perform complex movements.

"These devices can compensate for their physiological deficiencies and allow them to live the same life as normal people, just like Mr. Stark's high-tech prosthetics! And a middle-aged man like Mr. Stark, who was prodigal when he was young, and was unable to do it at the age of forty or fifty, is it also very normal to use high-tech prosthetics, isn't it? ”

"Uh......" Stark touched his mustache, although he felt that the other party was helping him, why did he feel that he was not saying a good thing?

"Mr. Fisher, I would like to ask you to distinguish that Mr. Stark's suit has weapons!" The parliamentarian retorted.

"Weapons?" Fisher put on an atmospheric expression, and then released a strange picture of a wheelchair, which was a very ordinary electric wheelchair, no different from other electric wheelchairs except for a large-caliber shotgun mounted on two handles.

"Look, this is a wheelchair used by a 60-year-old disabled man from Montana, because he lives alone, so a few bad guys have been eyeing him, but when the bad guys entered his house, the old man used the shotgun in the wheelchair to easily beat off the intruders!"

"What does this have to do with the suit?" The councillor knocked on the table again and retorted

"Why not, Mr. Councillor, which law prohibits a disabled person from attaching a weapon to his or her prosthetic limb? Don't people with disabilities have the right to use weapons? Are you discriminating against people with disabilities, or are you discriminating against our Constitution! ”

"Well said! Mr. Fisher! An old man in the audience stood up, raised his fist and shouted, "Where can I buy that wheelchair?" I've been rheumatism lately, but I want to go hunting, so it's definitely convenient to have this! ”

"Regarding the purchase, you can pay attention to the official website of the Taran Tactical Weapons Customization Company, they will provide you with very personalized customization services, and I can give you a twenty percent discount by reporting my name!"

Fisher's wave of rhythm band flew up, the American people are simple, it is not an exaggeration to say that every family has a gun, even if a 9-year-old girl has a pneumatic rifle of 22 caliber, plus since the beginning of the nine years of war, although there are not many people who die every year, but there are still a lot of wounded people who lack arms and legs, who has no friends on the battlefield? What does this councillor mean?

"I remember, Mr. Stark looks like he was wounded in Afghanistan too!" Someone said suddenly.

"He seems to have been mutilated by terrorists with a chrysanthemum, no wonder he has to wear a prosthetic leg!"

"Oh~~"

"It's so pathetic!"

Fisher, I love you, Stark has the heart to defend a few words, but it feels darker and darker, and he can only express his inner gratitude to Fisher.

"That's enough, Mr. Fisher, we're in a meeting, not your weapons sales meeting, okay, you can go down!" The small gavel in the councilor's hand was about to be broken by him.

"Now, summon the next one, the real weapons expert, who is also a weapons contractor for our Department of Defense, Mr. Justin Hammer!"

Then Justin Hammer, dressed in a white suit, made the steps he had rehearsed a dozen times before, and gracefully got up from his seat, ready to go on stage, and then Fisher stretched his mind and tripped him.

So, Justin Hammer performed a flat throw in full view of everyone.

"Oops, that must have hurt!" Looking at Hammer with his face on the ground, Fisher almost laughed in pain.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" I have to say that he is still thick-skinned, except for a little more ash on his white suit, Justin Hammer didn't do anything, he straightened his glasses, patted the ash on his body, and walked up.

Stark first mocked Justin's title of weapons expert, and Justin unceremoniously started Brabra with Stark's father, and talked a lot, that is, accusing Stark of saying one thing and doing another, not making weapons but making big killers such as suits, and at the same time saying that foreign countries are also making suits, if the United States does not work hard, it will fall behind, everyone must be vigilant, forward more, and not turn not Americans!

Then Stark hacked the computer next to the hearing, and began to play what Hammer said about the advanced technology of other countries, Britain, France, the United States, Russia, Iran, North Korea, and Japan all appeared, and even Fisher saw the figure of the Iraqi special forces wearing 1 (a simplified version of the armor, mainly used by the Titan servants), and then the main event came, and the picture of Justin Hammer and his experiment appeared on the screen.

"Damn, who's going to turn that screen off!" The flustered Justin didn't care about making any more so-called professional comments, so he threw himself directly in front of the screen and began to pull out the wires one by one, but before the screen was completely turned off, a picture of the experiment going wrong was still broadcast, and the body of an operator was directly turned 180 degrees.

"I can explain this, he didn't die, he was only slightly injured!" Justin tried to plead, but the audience booed, and some even threw away water bottles and leather shoes.

"Quiet, quiet, all right, thank you, Mr. Justin Hammer, please send him away, now, the hearing is suspended for a moment!" Stern only felt his temples pounding suddenly, and if he didn't take two heart-saving pills, he really had to confess here!

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