Chapter 153: How We Do It

The sea at night rises and falls restlessly. The black boat cuts through the black water, leaving a white trail of water.

It's been a long time since we've been in the morning, but Tony, who had drunk a little and smoked a cigar, was visibly excited.

Even if there are no pies and beautiful women dancing that excite and devote him, there is only Meng Ao and a satellite TV with boring news content that I don't know what it is.

But who cares?

At least Tony didn't care today, so he chattered while smoking a cigar and pouring wine with Meng Ao.

Suddenly, a picture flashed over the satellite TV, and then froze, followed by a female anchor's fluent English voiceover.

"It's violent."

Tony looked at the news that was urgently inserted on satellite TV, and turned his head to look at Meng Ao not far away: "That's your Gulfstream G550?" ”

"Yes."

Meng Ao's tone was calm.

But Tony, who was next to him, could see the coldness and gloom on his side face.

Plane crash?

It's not impossible.

But for their class, the probability of an accident caused by an accident on the plane itself is really low.

Even though Tony doesn't care about his own business, he knows how frequent and demanding the inspection and maintenance of his own private jet and other means of transportation are.

Combined with the recent circumstances, Tony prefers to believe that it was a man-made accident.

"Was it an accident?"

Tony blinked, he knew that Meng Ao had played a golden cicada shell, otherwise he would not have rushed to a dock at the last minute to block Meng Ao.

Guessing in his heart, he asked this sentence.

I just want to test what Meng Ao thinks.

In the years since his kidnapping, his personality has changed dramatically.

Although in the eyes of some, he is still conceited, narcissistic, and even as annoying as a thorny bush.

"It's always going to be an accident."

Meng Ao turned his face sideways and glanced at Tony: "It's like your parents' car accident." ”

Tony Stark's face immediately darkened as well.

This sentence is really full of hatred.

"Shall we go back?"

Tony asked sullenly.

"Why go back?"

Meng Ao asked rhetorically.

The puzzled and confused look on his face was like some stupid question he had just asked.

Whether it's tone or expression.

So sincere that Tony himself wondered if he had asked a really stupid question.

"Don't you have to go back and take control? If something happens to your private jet, I'm afraid it's going to be a mess over there soon. ”

Tony pointed to the news report that was still chattering, and intimately reminded Meng Ao.

"So I left Xela at home."

Meng Ao said.

"Do you believe she can control the situation?"

Tony glared a little, his tone skeptical.

In his heart, a beautiful and well-organized woman who can take care of all affairs is none other than his little pepper Pepper Potts.

"What do you think of Pepper's methods?"

Meng Ao asked.

"Needless to say? I couldn't have survived without her. I'm now acutely aware of that. ”

Tony replied without hesitation.

With a serious face and a dignified and solemn tone, it was like solemnly swearing in front of a void god.

"Then I'm going to say that Pepper is compared to Axella. Just like a pure little white flower? ”

Meng Ao said as he looked at Tony.

Tony's face suddenly became a little stricter: "Although I have a good opinion of you, I will be angry if you say this about Little Pepper." ”

"No pejorative, Tony. It can even be said to be a compliment. ”

Meng Ao waved his hand and said seriously: "Little Pepper and Axela are two completely different people. Pepper also does things with a little innocence and kindness. But Xesella. A woman who doesn't mind being embraced by the dark. She perfectly inherited her father's and family's business acumen and methods of struggle. ”

"Not a low rating."

Tony replied vindictively.

"One question can give you a real sense of what kind of person Axella is, and how is it different from Pepper and us."

Meng Ao held up a finger and said with a smile.

"Which problem?"

"A madman tied five innocent people to the tram tracks. An out-of-control tram was coming towards them and was about to run over them in a few moments. Luckily, you can pull a lever and let the tram go to another track. The problem, however, is that the madman also tied a man to another tram track. ”

Meng Ao finally asked, "What will you choose?" ”

Before Meng Ao could finish speaking, Tony already knew all the questions he was talking about.

This is a well-known ethical dilemma.

Tram conundrum.

"Only the choice you gave?"

Tony asked.

"Yes, you can't be a hero in your steel suit. Because the time is so short that you don't even have the time to think and hesitate. ”

Meng Ao said.

"Then I'll crush one to death."

Tony spreads his hands.

"Where's Pepper?"

Meng Ao asked again.

"I'm afraid Pepper will hesitate, and then he won't have time to change direction and kill the other five."

Tony's tone was a little hesitant.

To be honest, although he has realized the importance of Pepper to him, and is eager to learn more about Pepper than he never wanted to know before, but really, distance to know Pepper.

He was clearly still a little unconfident.

Who kindly bought strawberries for his girlfriend to eat, but didn't even know the type of fruit his girlfriend hated the most?

"Do you want to know what Axella will choose?"

Meng Ao asked rhetorically.

Tony made a deaf gesture.

"Axela would say that it's this boring moral question again. While hugging his shoulders and sneering, he watched as the tram hit and killed the five people in front of him. She is such a woman, or most of her family is like this. ”

"Axella's philosophy is that whoever stands in her way, she will crush him," Meng Ao said. ”

"Sounds dangerous."

Tony blinked.

"So our actions can continue. Xela will take care of the base camp. I also want to see what Hydra will do next. Stealing my inheritance? ”

Meng Ao sneered: "Let those clowns jump out, just to be cleaned by Axella." ”

"That's what you're doing with this smoke?"

Tony Stark was surprised.

However, this is quite in line with his perception of Meng Ao, this guy who is much younger than him, and the records that are remembered are often calculated by calculation, "You have long expected this scene? ”

"I just didn't expect the other party to be so frustrated."

Meng Ao looked at Tony, and his tone was helpless with a little innocence: "Actually, I really didn't do anything." ”

Looking at Meng Ao's gaze, Tony didn't know how to answer for a while, and in a hurry, he neatly gave up the right to speak and the right to command the action: "What do we do after we arrive?" ”

(To be continued)