The car was driving on the street, and through the car window, Meng Ao could easily perceive the strange atmosphere that lingered around the corners of this bustling city. It's like what old Mendel had described to him about decades ago.

Everywhere you can see people hurrying away with a look of precarious vigilance on their faces guarding against the pedestrians around them, and there are also waves of people holding signs and protesting angrily. Occasionally, some of the people who looked at the protesters also looked at each other with complicated expressions, spontaneously kept their distance again and hurried away.

"It's like a dangerous powder keg, that's the way it is!" Tony Stark, who has always been arrogant, is inevitably depressed in the face of the abnormal atmosphere outside the car window.

His talent in research and fun is indeed unparalleled, but it is really a mess in management and other aspects, even Pepper Pepper Potts, whose IQ has been exposed to him for a few streets, has to blow up Tony a few streets in terms of management methods. He really doesn't like to waste his time figuring out trivial tasks that can never be solved.

"It's okay for some small cities, big cities like New York, that are almost sitting on active volcanoes. Explosions and assaults, combined with super-powered crimes, have quickly become the city's daily spectacle. Even wherever I want to go, I have to carry my Mark suit with me. ”

As he spoke, several mechanical soldiers spewing tail flames whizzed through the gaps between the city's high-rise buildings.

"The mechanical soldier of the Mark series, the production version that came off the production line. They are now in charge of patrolling back and forth in the city and then joining the fray. Stop the crime, then destroy it. If it is not destroyed but is damaged, it will be repaired by returning to the Avengers Building. After repairing, rejoin the patrol. ”

Tony Stark also saw a few Mark Mechanical Soldiers passing by outside the front window. Shrugging his shoulders, he said: "Things have changed so quickly, a few years ago, I also ordered the closure of Stark's military industry department, and blocked the Ministry of Defense's request to purchase Mark suits. But a few years later, I had to reopen Stark's military industry and equip the country with Mark Mecha soldiers with Stark's industrial weapons insignia. There's nothing more humiliating than this. ”

"What can I do?" Meng Ao spread his hands helplessly.

"More powerful tyrant soldiers, you have to help me." Tony Stark hit the snake and said, "I don't want defective products." ”

"I never sell defective products." Meng Ao said firmly.

"I'm referring to newer and more powerful tyrant soldiers. Unless the government wants to destroy the entire city, the weapons they rely on can't be used against the supercriminals in those crowds. And for those supercriminals with a wide variety of abilities. No amount of soldiers in the army will be enough to bring them a catastrophe. Tony Stark was in the car talking to Meng Ao about arms in a brazen way, obviously he had been under a bit of pressure and didn't have much personal time in the past few years.

"You've got to get me something. I'll be able to help you convince the board. Meng Ao simply pulled up the banner and pulled out Storm's board of directors directly. Even now that Meng Ao has firmly mastered Storm Enterprises, this world has never been without accidents.

Hank Pym is the founder of Pym Technology and the Chairman of the Board of Directors of Pym Technologies. But his student Darren Krauss kicked him out of the board. Cut off his authority to meddle in all matters of Pym Tech.

The creators of enterprises are swept away by all sorts of means, and this kind of thing is all too common in this country, or in the whole world. Even though Mon Au's Storm is special, and his importance to Storm is undeniable, he has now established himself and does not have to worry about being swept away as easily as Hank Pym, but he is still not to the point where he can do everything his own way.

The brood of the second generation of the Tyrant series had just been upgraded, and that was because Nick had brought him a huge military purchase order, and the people on the board had heard the news. At present, Storm Enterprises must have better technical reserves. But neither Meng Ao nor the people on the board wanted to throw it out so quickly.

"Give them money!" Tony Stark's approach is simple and clean. For him. All problems that can be solved with money are the simplest problems. And what he is best at is using money to solve problems.

The buildings and pedestrians on both sides of the road were becoming scarce, and in the middle of the conversation, Meng Ao and his convoy had approached the old Storm house. After the convoy stopped, Tony Stark politely declined Meng Ao's invitation to have a cup of tea, and the Mark suit that fell from the sky on the ship agreed with Meng Ao to meet again, and left directly.

After a few words of greeting to Old Al, Meng Ao entered his bedroom, opened the elevator door into the basement, and came to the core underground experimental base located in the old Storm mansion. The underground base is still empty, except for a few small robots under the control of the White Queen, haunting and cornering, busy in places and when people are not there.

Meng Ao went straight, all the doors sliding open in front of him to the sides as he passed, and then closed behind him as he stepped on. A little girl in white clothes floated out of thin air, with a sense of illusion, and followed Meng Ao's side step by step, reporting to him everything that happened in this base during his absence.

Of course, the most of them are what Dr. Bruce Banner did, what instruments were used, what materials were spent, and what data and prospects were used.

"Where's Bruce?"

Meng Ao patiently listened to the White Queen's report, and only after she finished the important parts did she ask about Bruce Banner's whereabouts.

"The Doctor is in the lab you prepared for him." The White Queen immediately reported.

"If he's not doing any important experiments, let him know and tell him I'm back." Meng Ao nodded. For Bruce Banner, as long as there is a peaceful place for him to live in, he will probably not leave that place. It would be even better if this place could also provide him with the many experiments he wanted, as well as research that interested him.

"Tell him he can't stay in the lab all the time. As a member of the Avengers, he should also contribute. By the way, help me make an appointment with the 'dead' director, I think he should come out and breathe his breath. (To be continued......)