In Chinatown, there is a bar, the welcome bell at the door rings, the door opens, Matt walks in, and introduces the man behind him.

"This is it, Mr. Stark."

"Are you sure this place is safe?" The man who followed Matt with his beard took off his sunglasses and scanned the bar with a frown.

There is nothing wrong with the layout and decoration of the bar, but the question is, there are still two tables here for drinking and chatting, shouldn't you find a quiet place to talk about such confidential matters?

"Yes, I'm sure." Matt also took a look, well, he had seen the man in the suit sitting with Richard, it was not easy to mess with, although the three people at the table next to him were a little outfitted, but the man with his big back and his back to him always gave him a fierce feeling, and he was not good at stubble, this place is absolutely safe.

"Okay." Tony. Stark matured a little after what happened to Afghanistan, and walked inside with his bodyguard Harpy, and when he saw him coming, Richard said hello to John, stood up with a smile on his face, and looked at him with a fat sheep's gaze.

"Welcome, Mr. Stark, would you like a drink?"

"No, thank you, your wine here may not be to my taste, I'm in a hurry, let's get down to business as soon as possible, is there a quiet room?"

"No, let's just go to the table inside, it's all my friends here, and we don't need to avoid them."

"Friends?" Glancing around, seeing the old revolver on the waist of the big black man next to him, Tony really couldn't help it, "With all due respect, it's time for your friend to change his weapon, this kind of old antique is easy to blow up." ”

Swish.

In an instant, the old antique in Tony's mouth pointed at his head, and the big black man didn't even look at him, "Trust me, this old antique broke your head with more than enough." ”

"Put down your gun!" Seeing this scene, Harpy hurriedly took out his gun and pointed it at Roland, he had always objected to Tony coming to such an inexplicable place, and he didn't expect them to really do it.

"Hey, friend, calm down, don't shake your hands, my friend is just joking." Wesker, who was sitting opposite Roland, put down the bar and looked at Harpy with a smile, "Moreover, the boss here has a rule, and no one can show their weapons without his permission." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow flashed, and the gun in Harpy's hand was in Wesker's hand, and then in a flash, the Glock turned into a table of parts.

"Wow, Wesker you still have such a hand, that's cool, seriously, if I have gold, I must ask you to do me a favor, Eve and I are about to go on a mission to North Africa, you know, those Germans are very cruel, I'm really afraid that she will be in danger, if you are safe." A strong blond man looked at Wesker's hand and said in surprise, it was O'Connor in the mummy world.

“... Okay, Harpy, they should just be joking, you just wait for me here. Looking at the parts on the table and the faint red light under Wesker's sunglasses, Tony's face twitched, although these guys' words sounded so unreliable, but they were really good.

The three of them came to the innermost table and sat down, and Roland and the others continued to drink and chat.

"Well, Mr. Richard, where did you get those pictures?" As soon as you sit down, Tony. Stark asked straight to the point.

"It's in the storeroom of the Zhonghua Building right now, if you want to see the real thing, I can call them and ask them to send it, but I think it should be enough for you to just see this." Richard smiled, reached under his chair and pulled something out from under his chair and placed it on the table, it was Mark 1's helmet.

After carefully checking it, Tony bit his lip, yes, this is the Mark 1 he made himself, but this thing should not be here, but it should lie in the desert of Afghanistan.

"Who brought it to New York?"

"The Ten Rings, the gang that attacked and kidnapped you."

"What did they bring it for?"

"They want your good friend Obadai to copy your work and then give it to them."

"It can't be."

"Come on, Tony, you should have started to suspect that anyone other than you has the authority to sell Jericho missiles there." Richard said with a smile, "Moreover, how did those terrorists get the money to get the missiles that even the US military is too expensive, they exchanged your lives for them." ”

Tony stared at the helmet in his hand, he didn't speak for a long time, he guessed that Obadai was smuggling arms, but he only thought that he was just running the company, from the subconscious, he didn't want to face this reality, the mastermind behind the attack on him was the uncle who hugged him when he was a child, in fact, with his intelligence, how could he not see the unreasonableness of the Jericho missile in Afghanistan, that thing could be affordable by a terrorist organization?

"I need proof, solid evidence."

"Before that, should you ask me what I want?"

"Huh?" Matt was stunned, why do you still need to be paid, aren't we superheroes?

Unlike him, Tony Stark was not surprised at all, there may be that kind of person in this world who does not care about returns, but he has not seen one until now, and before Matt could speak, he sat up straight and asked, "So how much do you want?" ”

"Money? No, I don't want money, and although I'm much poorer than you, life is still not a problem. Richard smiled.

"And what do you want?"

"It's simple, fight with me."

"Huh?" This time it was Tony's turn to be surprised, what is this request?

"Are you kidding?"

"No, I'm serious, fight with me, I'll tell you everything. Don't worry, I will shoot in proportion and will not kill you. ”

"You're kidding!" Tony stood up, and he thought the other man was a psychopath.

"No, I didn't." Richard also stood up, still smiling, "If what I said is true, then Obadi will strike again, and you, including the lives of those around you, will be threatened, think about it, he knows that your suit has arrived in New York, in case it falls into your hands, wouldn't he be very dangerous, if it were you, would it eliminate the danger in advance?" ”

Tony gritted his teeth, he remembered what Potts and his savior Ethan had said in the caves of Afghanistan, he couldn't die so unclear, neither could the people around him, he had to know everything.

"Where are we going?"

"Downstairs, I have a big recreation room."

"Boss, you can't promise him!"

"Oh roar, men should use their fists to solve problems!"

"Come on, mustache, I'm optimistic about you, beat that stinky boy from Richard."

"John, double your wine money for the night!"

"Bah, when did you see me drinking and bringing money?"

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