Early in the morning, when the morning sun was shining all over the land, Tony and Edward drove to Washington, the capital of the United States of America, listening to songs.

The two of them arrived at the tall dome building, the U.S. Senate.

Under the tall judge's stage, reporters from major media outlets were densely seated.

The camera, like a spear and a short gun, was pointed straight at the only two people in the empty first row in the hall.

Feeling that Edward was being stared at by countless surprised eyes, he always felt a faint strangeness in his heart.

"Damn! Why are you pulling me to sit with you? ”

Edward, who was forcibly dragged to the first row, whispered to Tony, who was dressed in a serious suit.

Compared with Edward's unease in front of everyone, our Iron Man classmates have a natural face, and at first glance they are experts who often go in and out of such occasions.

He didn't look back, he just waved his hand at Edward, still immersed in chatting with Pepper sitting in the back row.

Ay! Heavy color and light friends, make friends carelessly!

Seeing this scene, Edward shook his head helplessly, closed his eyes slightly, and leaned back in his chair.

Soon, the hearing officially began.

Like the Celestial Empire, first of all, a few Senators who presided over the hearing, the Eagle Sauce Master, said a lot of official rhetoric, such as what is the point of holding this hearing today, if it goes well, what kind of results will we achieve, and so on.

Then, after casually inviting and answering questions from a few reporters, the senators finally got to the point.

"Mr. Stark, Mr. Stark!"

The chubby senator sitting in the middle called Tony several times in a row.

Seeing that Tony's bird in front of him didn't bird him, he still went his own way and talked to Potts in the back row.

As a last resort, he struck the solid wood hammer that was set aside.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Edward, who was there with the old god, opened his left eye slightly, and saw that Tony was still pestering Pepper Potts. He wanted to end this farce early, and gently twisted Tony's thigh with mental power.

"Whew!"

Tony howled loudly in pain, drawing laughter from the hearing hall.

At this time, he noticed that the hearing in front of him had entered the main topic, and he narrowed his eyes cautiously and glared at someone next to him with a wicked smile.

I brushed the gold striped tie on my chest, and I had a serious expression on my face.

"Yes, dear, I'm listening."

He put his hands on the table in front of him.

"Do you have a special weapon?"

The chubby senator asked in a loud voice with a cold face.

"I didn't!"

Tony replied in the affirmative.

"Are you sure you don't?"

The chubby senator held the New York Times with the headline "Iron Man's Aggressiveness" and shook it in the direction where Tony Stark was sitting.

I knew it was this!

Tony smiled with a hint of confidence.

In fact, since he announced to the public that he is Iron Man at the press conference before, he has already brewed a rhetoric in his heart.

"Iron Man is a weapon?"

"My invention has never been a weapon!"

The chubby judge on the high platform was amazed when he heard Tony's quibble.

Originally, as a successful politician, he already thought that he was thick-skinned enough to be good enough to perform.

"And what do you think it is?" He asked Tony curiously.

"He is." Tony tilted his head in thought.

Soon, he continued.

"It's a prosthetic, a high-tech 'prosthetic.'"

In the laughter around the room, Tony's expression was serious.

This is a mountain and stronger than a mountain!

The chubby senator sighed silently in his heart, compared with Tony, an industry oligarch and a big capitalist at the level of an industrial giant, I am far inferior to him!

Even Edward, who was sitting next to Tony, moved his body to the side uncomfortably and carefully, and sighed in his heart: "I've never seen such a brazen person!" ”

When encircling and suppressing the "abomination" and terrorists attacking the town, Iron Man's strong combat effectiveness can be said to be obvious to all.

The chubby senator wasn't ready to go around in circles with Tony either.

He made the final decision in a stern tone.

"That's the weapon!"

"We want you to give it to the American government!"

Hehe, show your true face!

A sneer cracked at the corner of Tony's mouth.

"Your Excellency Senator, you're thinking too much!"

"Iron Man is a trade secret of Stark Industries!"

"No one can get it for nothing!"

"As for whether it's a weapon or not, it's not up to you!"

Hear completely different lines from Tony's mouth and Edward's memory of the film.

His eyes, slightly closed, slowly opened.

The simple, hearings in the movie about whether steel armor is a weapon or not.

In this real Marvel world, there is actually a rather complex political struggle behind the scenes.

For example, the chubby senator in front of him, there is no mention in the movie that he is a Democrat.

And most of our Tony classmates, starting with his father, Howard Stark, were Republicans.

The chubby Democratic senator smiled confidently.

"I'm really not particularly professional in terms of aspects. But I have professional weapons specialists here! ”

He deliberately raised his voice.

"Now, our weapons experts are invited!"

"I'm subpoena Justin Hammer! President of Hammer Industries, one of the main suppliers to the Ministry of Defense, is currently the present! ”

Under the leadership of the chubby senator, the venue burst into warm applause.

As if deliberately going against Tony, Justin Hammer wears a white suit that is the exact opposite of Tony's black suit.

He stepped forward unhurriedly and gave Tony a smug smile.

Before he could sit down, Tony struck first.

"When will a pure businessman become an arms expert?"

"Mr. Hammer, you didn't graduate from engineering school, did you?"

"Your Excellency Senator, is this what you call an expert?"

He was full of malice and deliberately raised his voice very loudly.

Sure enough, there was a "buzz" of questioning at the scene.

Justin Hammer didn't get carried away by Tony's questioning, he calmly walked up to the front desk and raised the microphone.

"Yes, I'm not much of a weapons expert."

"But you are, and so is your father!" He punched Tony back.

"You know, your father is the American weapon master we all know! The father of the military industry! ”

He opened his arms to the many reporters in the back row, the flashes of countless cameras flashing on his white suit.

Tony also looked depressed, looking like he was so reasonable, I was speechless.

His father, Howard Stark, who invented weapons and sold arms during World War II, brought Stark Industries to such a point that it has become like the cherry tree in Washington's hometown, and almost every American in this era of the Marvel world knows one of the stories since childhood.

Justin Hammer took advantage of the victory, he continued.

"Everyone knows why we're here!"

"For half a year, Lord Tony Stark has used his genius mind to forge a sharp sword!"

"He insisted it was a shield."

"He said he could protect us!"

Justin Hammer stared at Tony with malice, his words changing to a vicious tone.

"But he's just a mortal, and he can't predict whether he's in danger or not!"

"Terrorism and suicide attacks have always threatened us!"

"We can't put our hope in a steel armor!"

With a hint of contempt in his eyes, he continued in a deep voice.

"After all, we can't guarantee it - Heaven will always bless Iron Man! Bless America! ”

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

"Well said! Justin Hammer. ”

It was again led by the chubby senator in front of him, and the scene resounded with not warm applause.

Justin Hammer was now satisfied.

"Iron Man is not a weapon!"

"Since I said it, it doesn't count!"

He raised an eyebrow at Tony.

"Now, Lieutenant Colonel James Roddy, from our military!"

What, Roddy is here too!

Obviously, Roddy's arrival took our playboy by surprise.

He stood up in surprise and looked at the familiar black man who slowly walked into the venue behind him.

・・・・・・・

On a luxurious private beach in the Hawaiian Islands.

Three men full of majesty are leaning down on soft chaise longues, enjoying the natural landscape in front of them.

The gray-headed, pot-bellied old man on the far left of the three noticed the huge three-dimensional projection screen in front of him, on which Tony was watching the sudden appearance of Roddy, a somewhat out of shape on the screen.

"Mr. Pierre Rockefeller, it seems that our lad has met with some accident!"

Holding a genuine Cuban cigar in one hand, he exhaled a smoke ring and said leisurely.

The sexy beauty in a bikini standing on the side massaged his shoulders with neither light nor heavy force.

The middle-aged man with oak glasses and some politeness among the three put down the newspaper in his hand unhurriedly, also glanced at the screen in front of him, and held the newspaper up again nonchalantly.

"Speaker Froman is nothing more than a Democratic farce!"

"Right! Admiral Robert. ”

The big man on the far right uncovered an olive leaf covering his face with his right hand.

There are several long bullet marks on the thick shoulders full of tendon flesh.