David. In Alex's mansion, a conspiracy is underway.

"You still have the face to come to see me, I paid you to kill Tony Stark, you see what you did later, you poor people with no vision still want Tony Stark to help you build missiles, you guys are crazy, and now you still want me to give you the final payment, I tell you, no way, get out, get out of here," David. Alex roared angrily, scolding everything he wanted to scold in one go.

"Hehe, I'm drunk when I say the word no vision from your mouth," the big bald head was not angry at all, he stood in David. In front of Alex's wine cabinet, as if considering which bottle of wine to choose, he touched his bald head with his hand and said to David in a mocking tone. Alex said.

"You're not short-sighted, you can't even figure out what you do, you're terrorists, terrorists don't want to do some terrorist activities and are actually preparing to make arms, you really have a pursuit," David. Alex still roared loudly, anyway, all the servants had been kicked out by him, and no matter how loud he was, he didn't have to worry about exposing himself and these terrorists.

"You have a point, but you seem to have made a mistake," said the bald head, looking at him with contempt, "Bump," a bullet pierced Davy. Alex's calf.

"Ah, ah, what do you want to do, don't come here," David, who had been hit, fell on the Persian carpet at home holding his calf, he groaned in pain, and shouted for help in panic when he saw the big bald head walking towards him.

"You see, you don't think about the result of angering me as a terrorist, you don't care about my dignity as a terrorist at all, it seems that my reputation in the terrorist world is not loud enough, I regret it," said the bald head, glancing at the corners of his mouth, he didn't have any psychological burden on the former employer who shot him.

"And you see, even I, who have lived in remote areas all my life, know what it means to own Stark stock, and that means money, lots and lots of money, and good wine and women, but it's all based on the fact that Tony Stark is still alive, and even if you only have one percent of Tony's Stark stock, it's better than all the Stark stock without Tony, and you, you're just talking to me about the so-called vision, and you'd better make sure you own that thing before you say that wordThe bald head took Davy by the collar and dragged him off the ground, then smiled at him and said words of contempt, and finally slapped him in the face with his hand.

"Ah, ah, ah, you can't kill me, my men are all outside the house, if you kill me, you'll all die here," David really wanted to give himself two slaps when he heard the words of the big bald head, these countrymen couldn't even think of what they could think, he could only press the bleeding calf and said with a faceless face.

"Kill you, no, no, no, you're mistaken, we have to continue to work together, how can I kill you? You don't need to worry about your life at all, come on, let's show our sincerity in cooperation with this drink," said the big bald head who had just shot Davy and now patted him on the shoulder very enthusiastically.

"Hmph, I wish us a happy cooperation," David desperately picked up the wine glass that the big bald head gave him, and after clinking glasses with the big bald head, he endured the severe pain and drank the bitter wine.

"Hahahaha, okay, let's discuss our cooperation plan, of course you can deal with your injuries first, in this room," saw David's big bald head who drank the wine and let go of the shoulder that was held tightly by him, and then took out a drawing from his arms and said, but seeing David's bleeding appearance, he decided to let him deal with the wound first.

"Jack, come in for a moment," picking up the phone on the table, David called his personal doctor, God forbid, his personal doctor was supposed to come to check on him today, but now it happened to be changed to treat his own body.

The whole process was very smooth, the bullet penetrated through the muscle, so David's injuries were not serious, hemostasis and bandaging took less than 15 minutes, his personal doctor Jack didn't ask anything, silently completed all this and left directly.

"To be honest, you rich people are comfortable, earn black-hearted money, drink fine wine from all over the world, live in luxurious palace-like mansions, and beautiful women from all over the world send them to your door to play with," the big bald head sighed, but his words changed halfway through, "But everything in this world is actually destined, have you ever played beast chess, the right to squeeze the rich, the rich to squeeze the conscience, the conscience condemns the conscience, and finally the conscienceless are forced to go to a dead end, Turning back and killing those who are powerful and rich, do you think my description is okay? At the end, the big bald head took the wine glass and made a toast in the opera.

"Hmph, the world is like this, it's just that most people can't see it clearly, what do I call you," the big bald head that sprayed a large section finally left a deep impression on David, whether it was admiration or hatred, David decided to remember this person's name.

"You can call me He-Man, He-Man. Spallo, the ancestor was a pirate, now can we discuss the next plan? I'm still waiting for you to give me strength," the big bald head, who called himself Seaman, said something that David couldn't tell if it was true or false, and then asked Yang Yang about the information in his hand.

"What is this?" David took the information from He-Man.

"What I do know is that Tony used this thing to kill all my men, and then rescued himself and his friends," the bald He-Man was holding a manuscript of Tony's steel suit, and it was a planned manuscript, not a defective product that was castrated by Tony many times later, so the Iron Overlord in the original book may still reappear in the world.

"Are you sure Tony is in that garbage hole of yours, with a pile of garbage at hand," David is not really as idiotic as Seaman described, he is also a Ph.D. holder from a prestigious university, Seaman looked at the unclear design he understood all, and after seeing Tony's design, he was amazed and admired.

"I don't understand these things, but I can tell you that more than 100 of my men died at Tony's hands," the bald Seaman still didn't know that his men were all killed by monsters, and he thought that Tony did it, so he paid special attention to Tony's blueprints.

"If these designs are true, your men will die unjustly," Davy, who looked at the original blueprints, did not know that Tony had finally completed a super castrated version of the steel suit, and the data he got in his mind was all found in the information he had now, at most plus He-Man's description of the steel suit.

"I don't care how many men die, I just want to know if it's possible for you to make it," He-Man didn't care about the dead men, he only thought about the benefits of having the Iron Suit.

"Of course I can make it, but you can't use it once it's made, because you didn't give me the most important thing," David said after making a rough calculation in his mind.

"Something, that's all, I didn't hide anything," Seaman said, narrowing his eyes, assuming that David didn't want to help him make the steel suit, and that he wanted to blame himself.

"What about the power source? These things weigh several tons after they are made, and it is impossible to make them move without enough power, and there is no point in you concealing the blueprints of the power source, and you will only make scrap when the time comes," David said as he closed the document and returned it from the bar table to the bald Seaman.

"I didn't hide anything, and if I really didn't, it was possible that Tony didn't draw it on the blueprints at all," Seaman said, uttering his guess.

"It doesn't make sense to me whether you hide or not, anyway, if you don't have the motivation, you can't build it in vain, and you can't move, it's too expensive to be a target," David limped over to the couch and did it, knowing that the terrorist was still asking for him, and he wasn't nervous.

"Wait a minute, you look at this," Seaman pulled out another picture and handed it to David.

David took the photograph and saw that there were two people in it, one of them was a Sven-looking man, and the other was Tony Stark, who was holding a hammer and making a striking motion.

"Hmm," Davy suddenly noticed a blue glow on Tony's chest underneath his clothes.

"What is this?" David pointed the picture at Sea-Man and pointed to the shiny part of Tony's chest.

"I don't know what it is, but I suspect it's the power source you just mentioned," Seaman said, sipping red wine, David's here is all good wine, and he won't be able to drink it until he returns to Afghanistan.

"The location is right, the size also corresponds, it should be this, but this position is a bit strange, as if it is stuffed into the chest," David said strangely as he looked at the photo.

"Don't doubt it, it's stuffed," Seaman replied casually after hearing it.

？？？？？？ David. Alex.

"Stuffed in," David snapped.

"When we were hired by you to kill Tony, he was hit by a missile fragment, and he was supposed to die, but we had a very good doctor, and after I decided to ask Tony Stark to help us build the Jerick missile, he used an electromagnet and a car battery to save Tony back, I guess that blue thing was Tony Stark's own modification, because I never saw him holding a car battery again," Seaman explained the whole cause and effect, Let David know the whole story.

"I see," David finally knew what the power source of the steel suit was.

"But what's the use of knowing this, and we can't dig the blueprints out of Tony's head?" After thinking about it, David realized that it was useless to know the reason, isn't this still no blueprint?

"Who's to say you can't dig it up, it's just not from your head, if I can get the power source in Tony Stark's chest, are you guaranteed to make this thing?" The bald Seaman said his murderous plan, and if he couldn't get the blueprints, he would just take the finished product, but Seaman still wanted David to give him a guarantee.

"As long as I have a power source, I can not only make a suit according to this garbage design drawing, I can also improve the design, after all, this thing is just a defective product assembled from garbage, I can optimize the design, and then use better steel to make a new one, which belongs to us, but the premise of all this is to get that power source," David said arrogantly, he didn't think about the state of Tony when he made this steel suit, his body was injured, his spirit was destroyed, and there was only a pile of garbage around him, But even in this case, Tony designed this steel suit, not to mention even more amazing Ark Reactor, Tony Stark's talent is undoubted.

"Alright, you start optimizing the design and manufacturing parts first, and I'll get Tony Stark's power source, and we'll split up," the big bald head stood up with his wine glass, then drank the wine in one gulp, and walked out of David's room with a mouthful.

"That's it, but you don't have to come back to me if you don't get the power source," David said, looking at He-Man's back, while he wasn't gone.

"Hehe, it's good that you care about yourself," He-Man just paused and walked out after hearing David's words.

"Tony Stark, I'm going to surpass you as the new weapons tycoon this time," David muttered to himself after the bald Seaman was gone.

-- To-Ni -- Shi -- Ta -- Ke -- of -- Mansion -- --

"Ginmori, our new clothes are ready, let's go test if they fit," Tony shouted to Ginmori as he stood at the window and was basking in the sun in the yard.

"I have to say, Jarvis is still a great tailor, let's go, I can't wait," Silversen praised Jarvis.

"Thank you, Mr. Ginmori, I've ordered the kitchen to add food to you, how about the fresh black truffles, and the best steak and caviar, I hope you are satisfied," Jarvis said in a "happy" tone after hearing Ginmori's praise, at least that's what Tony thought.

"Hey Jarvis, you can't just add food to Ginmori, mine," Tony drooled a little as he heard Jarvis introduce the menu.

"There's extra pickles and pickles in the kitchen, go get them yourself," Jarvis replied in an emotionless tone.

"No, Jarvis, you're killing yourself," Tony shouted out of his mind.