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With the basic concept and blueprints, Tony worked very smoothly, and with almost no stagnation, he had already completed the interior of the steel armor.

Propulsion, transmission, and a whole host of things were made in a step-by-step manner, and they were placed under the camera in a grand manner. Tony wasn't worried about anyone else discovering what he had made, because he was almost certain that with the expertise of these terrorists, he couldn't understand what he was making.

Terrorists, of course, can't read these things, and who can do this kind of work with their heads pinned to their waists. Although savvy bearded people will also come to the monitor from time to time to crouch for a while, there really is little to do with professional knowledge and whether they are shrewd or not.

He only understood that Tony was making something, and he had made two things that looked high-end, a lot like the internal devices of a missile. He didn't find anything else besides that.

And Tony. Stark's brazenness served other purposes, as his hard work gradually made the terrorists let their guard down, and they even thought that Tony had resigned himself to his fate and wanted to use this method in exchange for his own freedom.

There are not a few people with this kind of thinking, and under this kind of thinking, they began to relax their monitoring of Tony. This allowed Tony to spend more time building the steel armor than on cheating.

However, paper can't keep the fire after all, and Tony's increasingly presumptuous behavior is still seen by this group of terrorists that something is wrong. And this wrong place was discovered by the leader of this terrorist organization, the bald man.

Originally, with his professional terrorist level, he probably couldn't see anything. But maybe fate was too comfortable with Tony, and forcibly increased the difficulty. It just so happened that the appearance of the exoskeleton drive device that Tony experimented with was seen by this big bald head.

No matter how stupid a skinhead is, he would not think that a missile would need such a drive. He immediately called his men and rushed into Tony's laboratory.

At this time, in the cave laboratory, Tony was still working on an ignition system, when he suddenly heard shouts and shouts from outside the gate.

Tony, who didn't understand what the terrorists were talking about, looked at Ginmori, only to find that Ginmori had stood up in a panic. And put his hands on his head.

"Do what I do, their leader is here to check."

"What, that bearded man?" Tony was still surprised when he noticed that a group of people had already walked over. He remembered that the bearded man who gave orders was now following a bald man like a hound wagging his head and tail at his master's side.

And just by looking at his appearance, you can see that this bald man is the guy who can really talk here. That is, the leader of Ginmori's mouth.

The bald leader looked at Tony and Ginmori, who were already on their feet, and gave a command to his men. Soon his men found an exoskeleton in the parts Tony had made. The device had been split into two components by Tony, which had only one moving joint, so it was hard to imagine what he was up to. If he hadn't seen Tony experiment with it in the first place, he wouldn't have known what it was for.

"Tony. Stark, can you tell me what this is? The bald leader spoke English, and it was because he spoke English that Tony was stunned. He was already a little glad he hadn't said anything to Ginmori just now.

"It's a robotic arm, you know, the one down there that adjusts its angle and direction when the missile is turned on." It was already Tony's instinctive talent to open his eyes and tell nonsense, and it didn't even work for a thousandth of a second, so he made up an explanation.

"Why is it different from the Jericho missile I saw?" The bald leader was skeptical, and he stared at Tony with eagle-like sharp eyes, trying to see something different in his expression. But Tony's acting talent is also top-notch. He behaved very innocently, so innocent that the bald leader couldn't see the slightest abnormality.

"You know, the conditions here are not up to the level of the factory, so I can only do it in the direction of leaning as much as possible."

"What about this?" As he spoke, he picked up the Ark reactor on the table again.

"Controllable power conditioning, you know how bad the voltage is here, I need a steady supply of energy for the lab. Especially in the delicate links. ”

The bald leader gently lowered what he was holding, his eyes swept back and forth over Tony's face a few times, and began to speak in a slow tone.

"Many years ago, bows and arrows and blades were the most advanced weapons in the world. The Mongols almost conquered the world with them. But now these things can't even stop these warriors under me. So I understood that only the most advanced weapons are the most real and reliable power in this world. And most of this weapon comes from you, Tony. Stark. Seriously, I need to thank you for having these weapons of yours. It is only these achievements that I have today. ”

"But what you've done doesn't look like thanking me at all!" Tony sneered, he looked down on the posturing of these terrorists in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I may have been too eager. Eager to the point where you might be misunderstood. Because for me, you are very important. Got the hang of Tony. Stark has the say in the world, doesn't he? ”

The bald leader explained, then ignored Tony. He knew that Tony looked down on people like him, but how could he look down on a guy like Tony. He valued Tony only for his ability to make weapons. To him, Tony was nothing more than a machine. How can humans care what machines think?

However, when the machine is not good to use, it still needs to be knocked and beaten. That's what the bald leader thinks, and that's what he does. However, the target of his beating was Ginmori.

"Tony. What the hell is Stark doing? He asked Ginmori in Persian.

Ginmori bowed his head and replied in Persian.

"He's working on Jericho missiles."

"You're lying to me, I'll give you another chance. Tell me, what the hell is he doing? ”

"Jericho missile, he's really building Jericho missile!" Ginmori's whole body trembled, but he still insisted on what he said. And this answer obviously did not satisfy the bald chief.

He waved his hand, and two of his men immediately came up and pressed him down on Tony's welding felt. At the same time, he pinched a red, hot metal from the furnace where the smelting shell was melting, and approached the silver forest little by little.

"What I hate the most is that someone is cheating on me, even if it's just the slightest possibility. I won't let this man go, and now I doubt you! ”

Ginmori watched as the hot piece of metal approached his face little by little, and the heat on his face even curled the hair on his face. He was so frightened that his whole body trembled with fear. But he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

And at this time, Tony really couldn't stand it. Although he couldn't understand Ginsen's conversation, he knew that Ginsen was punished in this way because he was covering for himself. He couldn't let Ginmori be abused like this because of him, so he had to stand up.

"Listen, I don't care who you are? But if you want a Jericho missile, you'd better not hurt him? ”

He waved his hand to stop the bald leader's movements, and said in a threatening tone.

And this really poked him in the underbelly.

"He's important?"

"If you can't get me a controllable precision robotic arm worth more than 20 million, then he is irreplaceable." Tony swears that even in times like these, he hasn't forgotten to play to his talents. And this sentence obviously made the bald leader hesitate.

He thought for a moment and put down the pliers in his hand. Walked in front of Tony.

"I'll give you another day, and I'll see Jericho missiles in a day. If not, you won't be able to save the doctor's life. ”

With that, the bald leader took his men and walked away. Tony, on the other hand, silently lifted Ginmori up. He looked at Yinsen, who was sweating profusely, and said with a sigh.

"Sorry, man. I'm the one who hurt you!"

"It's none of your business, they're just a bunch of crazy people. You don't have to pay for their madness! Ginsen smiled and comforted Tony. He wasn't mad at Tony for that, because it was the terrorists who really needed to be remembered for him, not a comrade in the trench.

Looking at Yinsen's indifferent look, Tony suddenly felt that he didn't feel a good feeling in his heart. He rarely felt this kind of guilt, but now he really felt a little sorry for this friend.

He looked at the parts of the steel armor stacked on top of each other that only he could distinguish. I looked at Ginmori, who was disheveled and still panting. Tony made up his mind.

"Ginmori, listen. We'll start tomorrow and give you this thing. With that, Tony snapped a watch to Ginmori's wrist.

"Man, I haven't asked you to repay me yet?" Ginmori watched Tony's actions suspiciously, he couldn't understand why Tony would put a watch on him at this time.

"Listen, Ginmori. This thing is ......" Tony didn't explain, instead pulling his hand and pressing it against the still-red piece of metal.

The reddish metal could theoretically burn his skin and cause him great pain. But now Ginmori doesn't feel that way. A layer of fine electric ions flickered on the palm of his hand, and the hot metal had been subconsciously pinched in his hand, but there was only a burst of warmth coming from the touch of his skin.

"What is this?" Yinsen was a little incredulous, he didn't dare to believe that Ni would actually give this life-saving thing to himself. He asked, looking up at Tony in surprise. "What are you going to do?"

"Hurry up, I can still rely on it!" Tony gestured to the pile of trash in the corner, and only the two of them knew what that meant.

They began to seize every minute and every second, and what they didn't know was that it was above them. There was also a man watching them silently. That person is also waiting, waiting for tomorrow to come.