Undoubtedly, "Iron Man" Tony Stark's debate speech at the hearing was a very great success, allowing him to win the hearing as he wished.

Then, let's turn to a hidden and luxurious Western restaurant along the Potomac River in Washington.

"What's going on? Aren't they enemies? ”

Edward whispered to Pepper Potts, who was sitting across from him.

Miss Potts, who is Tony's future CEO of Stark Industries, will definitely be able to give him a satisfactory answer to the very different scene in front of him.

Potts glanced up at Edward, knowing that Edward was British, and probably did not know the internal strife of the United States, so he organized his words in his heart.

First, he explained to Edward in more detail the internal factional struggle in the United States.

Here's a quick summary.

"Tony also wants to get out of the grip of the old conglomerates."

"He doesn't want to be a pawn of those old antiques all the time in the future!"

Her voice was affirmative.

Is it? Edward nodded silently, thinking of the invention on Tony's chest that was enough to stir up the world's energy system.

Sure enough, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests!

If the Ark reactor really spreads.

Hehe, Edward sneered a few times.

It is true that Tony Stark is an American, and this invention in his hands that is enough to change the world is enough to further consolidate the energy hegemony of the United States in the world.

Compared with the complex and chaotic Middle Eastern oil, the Ark reactor energy source, which can be built anywhere on the planet, is undoubtedly safer and more reliable.

However, Edward turned his head.

Looking at the table behind him, which faction within the United States will be in the hands of this huge future benefit?

Scold! Scold! Scold! He sneered three times.

A few hours ago, the chubby senator, who was still competing with Tony's classmates, was sitting side by side with Tony for lunch, and their hearty laughter could be heard from time to time in this small private room.

In the future, who would tell me that Tony Stark is a playboy in addition to inventions?

Uncle, I must have squirted him to death with a mouthful of salt soda.

Edward thought as he sliced open the Kobe steak in front of him with a silver knife, watching the fatty juice slide out of the delicate beef.

Tony, this kid, clearly wants to be left and right, and be independent!

Listening to the sound of the chubby senator and Tony talking happily in the back, Edward shook his head a little boredly.

After thinking about all this, he raised his head. In Little Pepper's somewhat unaware dazed eyes, he muttered a sentence.

"Your circle is really messy!"

・・・・・・

Located in the circular headquarters of the Hanmore Industries Group in New York.

"President Hammer, in the second week after the press conference, the company's stock price has fallen by another three percent."

The subordinate in the black suit bowed his head respectfully and handed Hammer, who was sitting in the president's office, a copy of the latest stock market report.

"I know, you go get busy!"

Justin Hammer, who was still dressed in an elegant white suit, nodded and said calmly.

Seeing his subordinates walk out of the office, Hammer took the report and silently walked to the transparent floor-to-ceiling window on the side.

A long sigh.

"Hey!"

As one of the arms suppliers designated by the Ministry of Defense, he clearly knew in his heart that he and Tony Stark were just pawns in the confrontation between two big forces behind the scenes.

Looking down at the report in his hand, in just two weeks, nearly a billion dollars of huge wealth has evaporated in the stock market.

Looking up, he glanced at the "Stark Industrial Building" standing in the center of New York, and the towering building was so dazzling in his eyes at the moment.

"It's not that the party-state doesn't work hard, but that the rabbit party has a gundam!" Hammer's irritability welled up in his mind.

Damn Tony Stark!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, a sharp knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Outside the translucent tempered glass, a slender figure with brown hair appeared.

Hammer quickly straightened his collar.

"Come in!" He shouted loudly.

The door of the smart voice-controlled lock was under his command, "Click! It opened.

"Baby!"

"It's not off work yet!"

He greeted him with a smile on his face, and like the bosses of many large companies, the beautiful secretary in front of him also worked part-time as a lover.

But unlike Hammer's imagination, the stunner in front of him did not pounce into his arms as usual.

"President, this is the document you submitted to the technical department for verification last week!"

The stunner woman only gave Hammer a wink, and then said solemnly. As the lover of a big man like Justin Hammer, she is not a simple vase, she knows how important it is for Hammer to give her this document, which is ordered not to be transmitted over the Internet and can only be transmitted manually.

"Oh?"

Hammer was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and took the file and opened it.

It was the sixth day since his failed hearing in the Bundesrat, and after his personal computer system was invaded by a mysterious person, he left behind a document that was said to help him defeat Iron Man.

Being able to hack into his own personal computer with the world's top security software, this mysterious person's ability is not to mention anything else, and the strength of this computer software alone is worthy of his real attention.

At that time, he did not make a big noise, but decisively handed over the document to the technical department for verification.

Now it is clear that the results have come down.

Hammer looked at it quickly, the expression on his face gradually changed rapidly with the content of the document, and the pupils under the gold-rimmed glasses revealed an excited joy.

Soon, he flipped through the entire document.

Turned around excitedly and had a passionate kiss with the woman in front of him.

"Inform the head of finance and personnel, as well as the head of the research department."

Then, Hammer gave a quick order.

"Also, call the security guys, I need to go to the slums of New York"

"Go to this place!"

He sketched out the address on the original document left by the mysterious man and handed it to the beauty beside him.

"Let's go and inform now!"

"Tell those boys! I hope to see them downstairs in 20 minutes! ”

After speaking, he hurried into the dressing room on the inner floor of the president's office.

・・・・・・

The Great Shatou Slum is a notorious slum in New York City, a filthy, drug- and violent slum that is home to smugglers and homeless people.

It's hard to imagine that the financial center of the world's most powerful country could have such a location comparable to that of the chaotic cities of the Middle East.

On the streets, the garbage scattered everywhere, and the homeless people who leaned on the street loungers, filled the air with a smell of decay.

A couple of energetic black boys, dressed in tattered clothes, sweat and play street basketball on street corners.

Suddenly, they stopped and looked in amazement at the group of luxury motorcades that appeared in front of them.

First, the first few Chrysler dragons in the front stopped, and a row of sturdy men in black jumped down first, surrounding the five-story dilapidated building on the corner of the street in front of them.

Then, the other cars also opened their doors, and men and women who looked like they had the air of successful people walked down.

Finally, the white-gloved security captain ran forward and opened the silver door of the luxury Bentley in the middle.

Hammer stepped out of the car in a luxurious dark gray leather coat and a custom-made handmade wool scarf.

He slapped his nose with his hand, and the strange smell of the slums in the air made him feel uneasy.

looked disdainfully at the crowd of people in the slum who were talking in the distance.

"Damn blacks and poor ghosts!"

There was a pride in his voice that of white Anglo-Saxons.

"Let's go!"

He commanded, and a crowd marched into the dilapidated building.

Outside Room Nine on the third floor, Hammer and the others stopped their footcloths.

This is it!

Justin Hammer looked at the wooden door in front of him with some excitement.

At the signal of his eyes, a man in black stepped forward quickly.

Amazingly, the door was unlocked.

The door slowly opened, and the floor of the room was littered with abandoned waste.

A man in dirty slippers, lying on a shabby chaise long, gray-haired, arrogant man was looking at them calmly.

As if he had known for a long time that Hammer would come.

He put down the copy in his hand, which was printed with a photo of Tony and Edward sitting side by side at a Senate hearing two weeks ago, with the subtitle "Playboy Suspected of Coming Out!" I don't love red makeup, I love blue face".

"Justin Hammer?"

A deep male voice rang out.

"It's me, I don't know who you are?"

Hammer replied in the affirmative.

The arrogant man stood up slowly, chewing a toothpick in his mouth. The large man peculiar to the Slavs made him look down on Hammer.

"My name is Ivan Vanke."

He paused, and walked over to Hammer's classmates.

"The man who can help you defeat Iron Man!"