The palatial Hilton Hotel, in a luxurious and elegant luxury private room.

"Pong!"

A large glass of vodka in Ivan Vanke's hand and a white French wine between Justin Hammer's fingers collided.

This afternoon, after Hammer took the Slav in front of him to the Hammer Industries Private Research Center in Queens, New York, Ivan Vanke showed all kinds of strength on the spot, which made our Hammer students very satisfied.

The Hammer version of the steel armor prototype worth more than 100 million dollars, the large military-grade firewall on it, was like a piece of straw paper in front of Ivan Vanke, and it was broken with a single stab.

A few random sentences on the power design of the prototype made the researchers around Ivan Vanke suddenly realize.

Because Tony had Edward's frozen potion, he controlled the radiation virus on his body, and did not give up on himself and wander around, so Ivan Vanke did not have the opportunity to assassinate Tony at the F4 auto show in Morocco as in the original plot.

Therefore, Ivan Vanke took the initiative to contact Stark Industries' competitor, Hammer Industries.

At the same time, it was Ivan Vanke who took the initiative to seek help from Justin Hammer.

Therefore, although his attitude is still full of arrogance, he can finally put down his shelf and communicate with Justin Hammer normally.

At least, his swear words that despise Justin Hammer are not spoken in English in front of Hammer's classmates, as in the movie, but in Russian.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The door of the private room was knocked three times.

Hammer's brown-haired bewitching female secretary walked in with a thin waist and plump buttocks.

He smiled politely at Ivan Vanke, and then handed a copy of the investigation report to Hammer.

Justin Hammer quickly swept the report on Ivan Vanke's identity in his hand, especially after seeing the description of the bitter hatred between the Vanke family and the Stark family.

He even showed a reassuring smile.

Then, he motioned for the bewitching female secretary to take out the contract that had been set up according to Ivan Vanke's request.

Sincerely stretched out his right hand to the Russian man in front of him.

"So, in order to send Stark to hell, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

The Slavic man stood up, also stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with Hammer in front of him, and responded directly in a rough voice.

"Yes, for Stark, fall into hell!"

Ivan Vanke's eyes were full of unforgettable hatred!

It seems that our little butterfly named Edward has finally begun to stir up waves in the main plot of the world, slowly releasing his unique butterfly effect.

・・・・・・・・・

Time flies.

In San Diego, Tony Stark's luxurious villa with ocean views.

Soothing orchestral music rippled in the hall, and countless business tycoons, celebrities, politicians, gentlemen and ladies, all politely holding red wine, gathered in a small circle, and talked happily.

Edward, dressed in a black gentleman's dress with a bit of classical charm, stood in the corner of the hall with Roddy and Bronsky in a low-key manner.

Looking ahead, Tony's right arm, held by Pepper Potts, was surrounded by a circle of business partners in the middle of the hall and chatting happily.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Not bad, not bad.

Compared to the crazy and chaotic party that Tony held in the plot after he despaired of the future due to palladium poisoning, it was like a midnight bar.

The elegant and styleless scene in front of him is more like the birthday party of an industrial tycoon.

"Now, I would like to ask you to witness something!"

Tony said loudly with a smile on his face, holding his glass aloft.

Hearing that the protagonist of the birthday party was about to speak, the guests politely stopped talking and focused their eyes on the center of the hall.

"Today, I'm announcing something!"

Tony's other hand was holding Pepper Potts, turning his head, looking into her eyes, and said in her surprised gaze.

"I will appoint those closest to me!"

"Miss Pepper Potts, CEO of Stark Industries!"

There was a round of applause!

At this moment, countless eyes of envy and jealousy looked at the sexy woman with long hair and big mouth standing next to Tony.

Pepper was stunned at the moment.

When she reacted and was about to refuse.

Tony had already leaned down and whispered something beside her.

"Potts, I need you to help me!"

His voice was filled with unmistakable tenderness and firmness.

Looking up at Tony's eyes full of warmth and trust, the words of rejection had already reached his lips, but he still didn't say it after all.

He just nodded his head lightly and whispered.

"Okay!"

Seeing that the person in front of him agreed to his idea, Tony breathed a sigh of relief.

In the commotion of the surrounding guests, he kissed Potts on the forehead.

"So, I'll go find Edward and Roddy."

"I'll leave it to you!"

"Don't refuse, this is your first task as president!"

・・・・・・・

in the corner.

"Hi. My brothers! What are you talking about? ”

The familiar prodigal voice rang out.

Tony arrives out of nowhere and interjects into Edward and Roddy's chat.

"We're discussing, when are you and Potts going to get married."

Edward, who had just been attacked by Tony Show again, said deliberately teasingly.

Although he also has a fiancée now, when he thinks of the silly girl who even let him hug him, he is shy to avoid like a little rabbit, and he feels an inexplicable sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Uh, that's early!"

Sure enough, Edward's question succeeded in embarrassing Tony, and although it was now certain that he was in love with Potts in his heart, the word "marriage" still made our "Iron Man" classmates feel a playboy-specific sense of fear.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Roddy, who was standing next to Bronsky, and at this time he was also full of malicious smiles, as if he was ready to go deeper into the topic.

He quickly and wittily changed the subject.

"Come with me to the garage, I've got something for you to see!"

The group followed Tony and quietly left the banquet site and came to the Iron Man laboratory located in the underground garage of the sea view villa.

A silver-white metal door one foot high quietly towers over the rightmost corner of the garage.

"What is this?"

Roddy and Edward were both a little confused, and Bronsky, as usual, stood behind Edward with a calm expression.

Click!

The metal door spewed white steam in all directions, slowly opening.

A mighty, domineering, angular and stout steel armor painted with blue and white American flag paint made its debut in Tony's smug expression.

"I call him War Machine!"

He said loudly.

"Oh! That's cool! ”

With an amazed gaze, Roddy looked at the new armor, which was more majestic than Tony's exclusive steel armor.

"Do you like it?"

Tony asked at Roddy.

"Of course! Who doesn't love such a great suit! ”

Roddy didn't look back, his eyes still staring directly at the steel armor painted with the national flag in front of him.

"Then, he will be yours from now on!"

Tony said with a smile.

"What? Are you sure you're not kidding? ”

It was Roddy's turn to be surprised, and he turned to look at Tony in surprise.

After thinking about it hesitantly, he shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Tony, I know your intentions, but I don't have the money to support this big guy."

With some reluctance, he turned back again and looked at the "war machine" in front of him.

"And you know, if I take it back on the first day, I don't know which military research base it will appear in the next day."

"Haha!" Before Tony could speak.

Edward on the side took his shoulders directly.

"Don't worry, Roddy!"

"You can take it home with confidence!"

"Not only do you have to take it home, but the next day you have to swagger and take it to the air base where you work."

"I'm right! Dear Mr. Tony? ”

Sure enough, after listening to Edward's words, Tony nodded approvingly and spoke.

"Yes, Roddy, Edward is right."

"After all, the interests of America are my interests."

He uttered the last sentence in a heavy tone.

Hearing Tony's last words, Roddy quickly came to his senses.

He was able to become a colonel in the American Air Force at such a young age, and naturally he was not a political idiot.

At that Senate hearing, Tony drew a pie for all the interest groups present at the time.

It is obvious that our big capitalist Tony does not have time to take "Iron Man" to participate in those large and small military exercises organized by US imperialism around the world to deter surrounding forces in the future.

So, what about the benefits that Tony is talking about? Who is going to carry out those tasks that bring benefits to the United States like a nuclear bomb?

At this time, as Tony's trusted self, and the active duty military of the American Air Force, he is undoubtedly the best person to satisfy all parties to carry out these deterrent missions.

Not to mention, when he carries out those major deterrent missions in the future, he will also have more opportunities to be promoted through military merit.

This is obviously a choice that is also very beneficial to yourself.

Roddy looked at Tony and nodded gratefully.

Edward watched with a smile on his face.

Although the plot has developed so far, there have been many differences, but "War Machine" still appears.

So, what about our dear "mourning whip" classmates?

Coincidentally, at this moment, in Edward's sea of consciousness, the little goblin Alice, suddenly heard a scene of a Russian man jumping up and down in the Hammer Research Department in Queens, New York, with a group of researchers in white coats, around a Hammer robot with an army mark.

Affectionately wiping Alice's body on his wrist, the corners of Edward's mouth flashed with a sneer that was under control.

"So I got together with Hammer again!"

"Hehe, it seems that these mainstream key points have not changed much!"