Chapter 80: Stark's Plea for Help
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Io, who was looking up some information in an Imperial ship in the North Pole, received an urgent message.
"Io, where are you? I need your help! ā
"Tony?" Io was surprised. "What happened? Where are you? ā
At this moment, Io is wearing a special daily combat suit similar to the previous image of Joe El's consciousness, and the battle armor is put back in the equipment room, after all, when he is not fighting, he is still comfortable.
And the daily combat clothes sewn from the special materials of the empire, although they are not as high as the armor defense, but it is still no problem to resist bullets and general lasers, and the basic effects such as heat resistance and cold protection are the proper meaning of the question, which can be regarded as one of the gifts given to him by the El family.
Io raised his eyebrows and ordered Efe, "Show Stark's location......"
And here, Stark's voice also sounded anxiously, and at the same time, from time to time, there were fierce gunshots: "I'm in Monaco!" Io, my armor has been robbed! ā
"What?" Looking at the picture, Iron Man, who had no armor, was pressed by a group of armed bandits in a corner similar to a racing track, Rao is Ai Ou couldn't help but frown slightly.
Because, he was surprised to see that several of them were holding a familiar weapon, the arc whip, and under one blow, the vehicle and obstacles were split in half, and the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the FBI around Tony Stark were jumping.
"Stark, you and your father are both thieves, scumbags who steal other people's research results!" A stout white man in the lead shouted in Russian.
This is......
"You wait, I'll go right over!" Io is unequivocal.
Before that, Ioton sent such a message to the empire and its subordinate legions through the on-board communication system.
"I'm on Earth!"
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A few days ago, Stark, who had suffered a concussion injury in New Mexico World War I, was hospitalized for a while and then relapsed.
"Please, I've been in the hospital for these days, and the whole person is going to rust, I'm going to be discharged! I mean, today, now, right now, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital! "Our Iron Man took off his hospital gown and took the suit from his bodyguard and friend, Happy.
"Harpy?" Pepper Boz didn't have much idea about his nakedness, but was angry that the fat bodyguard was complicit with him.
"I'm sorry, Miss Boz." Harpy was a little distracted, "You know, Tony is always the one who talks ......"
Pepper was speechless.
"Good answer." Stark, who was dressed, winked at the bodyguard.
"I know you're worried about me." He kissed the woman in front of him, who was both a housekeeper and a lover, "But you know, if I wasn't really fine, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to get out of the hospital......"
Softened Pepper: "But the doctor ......"
"Hell, doctor!"
Stark's playboy temper came up, "If I hadn't donated so much money to them every year, would they have entertained me so warmly?" Come on! Needless to say, let's go, Harpy!"
Harpy nodded apologetically to Pepper and walked out.
Outside the hospital, Stark took a deep breath, sunshine, beauty, supercar, this is life!
Thinking of the recent series of broken things about the inverted dog stove, Stark couldn't help but have a black line on his forehead, hell, my superhero dream hasn't been done for a few days, and so many supernatural people have appeared all of a sudden, all of them are not good......
After a pause, Stark, who was unhappy, said in a troubled manner: "Harpy, is the plane ready?" ā
"Ready to take off, sir."
"What?" Later, Pepper Boz, who was hurrying up, said in surprise. "What plane? Tony, what do you want to do? ā
"Nothing."
Because of the absence of the threat of palladium, Stark naturally did not despair, degenerate to the point of sending assets everywhere, retiring as CEO or something, and Pepper naturally failed to take over Stark Industries, some things are not clear, it is normal.
Hugging the beautiful woman, Stark put those behind him, and said in a playboy style: "Let's go on vacation!" ā
"Going on vacation?" Although he knew that he thought of a play, Pepper still couldn't help but be surprised.
"That's right, go on vacation!"
Put on the black super, Stark-style death.
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A dozen hours later, Monaco.
"I can't believe it!" Pepper Boz, who had been brought all the way from the United States to Europe, chattered endlessly.
"On your first day from the hospital, you went to the other side of the world to compete in the so-called Tour de France Formula 1 car! Are you playing bad heads? You're not even healed! ā
"Smile!"
While posing at the media reporters who came to pick up the airport, Stark comforted Pepper, "Don't let people see you yelling, that's not a lady!" ā
Seeing him in person, a large number of European media flocked to it. "Mr. Stark, do you have any other itinerary for your visit to Monaco this time besides participating in the Scuderia Ferrari Tour de France Formula 1 Monaco that you have invested and acquired?"
"Mr. Stark, is it true that you have once again rejected the U.S. government's hearing on the transfer of your Iron Armor?"
"Mr. Stark......"
Helplessly, Pepper Pepper Pepper Pops had to cooperate, like him, with a charming and amorous smile.
"Well done, that's it!" At this moment, Stark's typical megalomaniac personality is on full display.
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"Again, I'm fine! Harpy. ā
After posing, Stark screamed willfully again.
"Sir?"
"Let's go to the hotel!"
"Your command!"
In this way, Stark left a bunch of media reporters at the airport and left with Pepper and his bodyguards.
didn't know that secretly, more than one wave of people were tracking and monitoring them.
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Siberia, some deserted valley.
"General, the target has arrived in Monaco." A Russian-speaking soldier reported to a certain bigwig.
"Very good, let the special operations team dispatch!" In the shadows, a hawkish Yugoslav showed half of her face, her neat and clean uniform full of various medals.
"Also, tell Ivan Vanko that I did what I promised him, and if he disappoints me, watch his head!"
"Yes, sir."
When the creep retreated, the man stood up, his bear-sized body almost missing the chandelier on the ceiling.
Walking to a map on the wall indicating the military forces of the world, after looking at it, the man smashed his fist against the wall, his expression hideous, like a devil.
"Federation, I must make you pay!"
"Long live the Soviets!"