Chapter 163: If you don't make a weapon, don't you make a bottle?
Peter was not entirely convinced of Black Widow's surrender.
But she has the ability to control the other party's behavior, even if she has any thoughts, she still can't get out of her control.
After leaving Long Island and returning to the forest hills, after a phone call with Gwen, the time was already in the middle of the night.
After hanging up, Peter went to bed.
Nothing was said all night.
Early the next morning.
Peter turned on the TV to see what the media had to say about the "nightmare" event.
But he found that the news media was all about the same news: Tony. Stark has returned to New York safely.
Yesterday's mass crowd lethargy incident seems to have been completely forgotten by the media.
Watching the press conference at Stark Tower, Peter fell into deep thought.
"I have seen young people being wantonly killed, and it is the weapons I have made to defend them that kill them. I also saw that I became part of an irresponsible system. ”
In the Stark Building, Tony, with a bandage on his arm, made his speech with a serious face.
His style is in stark contrast to the previous frivolity and arrogance.
Standing next to him was Pepper.
However, Pepper's complexion is not very good, and his spirit is also a little trance.
"I'm making a decision, a decision with immediate effect, and that's – I'm going to close the Stark Industries arms production department from now on."
Tony. Stark said something that made all the reporters present boil.
Pepper, who was absent-minded on the side, also reacted, and looked at Tony in shock. Stark.
The reporters all rushed to Stark, and the scene was in chaos.
"Smack!"
Peter turned off the TV and shook his head slightly.
This guy. Going down the old path?
Afternoon.
Peter was chatting with Gwen in his room when he received an invitation.
"What is this?"
Gwen leaned in curiously.
She was listening to Peter's account of the battle with the Nightmare, and was a little unhappy about being disturbed.
"An invitation, an invitation from Stark Group."
Peter handed Gwen the unsealed invitation.
"Now the streets are full of news about this billionaire, he is going to have a dinner party, and he has invited you! Do you know him? Peter. ”
Gwen asked Peter in surprise.
"Well, through Harry's connections."
Peter asked Gwen, "Are you interested?" ”
"Well, I'm very interested in his escape stories, and the Internet is so full that I can't even tell which ones are true."
Gwen said she wanted to hear the billionaire's adventures with terrorists in the desert.
"So, can I participate?"
"There should be no problem."
Peter nodded and said, "I think I have some friendship with that billionaire." ”
Night.
The night came unexpectedly in a tulle.
Peter drove Uncle Ben's car to his destination, and Gwen sat in the passenger seat in the gown of the gown from the last time he attended the Kim Dinner.
Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at the Monte Carlo Hotel in Manhattan, New York.
"New York, the decaying and glamorous ...... of capitalism"
Standing in front of the hotel, Gwen couldn't help but sigh.
The hotel in front of you is a magnificent building with brilliant lights, which is said to have been designed with Monte Carlo as a blueprint for Monaco.
Before you even enter the gate, you can see towering arches, ornate fountains, and promenades adorned with gas lamps.
The breath of luxury and aristocracy is coming!
"The pomp is so big!"
Gwen took Peter's hand and muttered in a low voice.
At this time, in front of the hotel, there are already luxury cars like clouds, guests are like rain, and the noise overshadows everything.
Those invited guests were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries from New York.
All of them are well-dressed and graceful, showing the deep heritage and connections of the Stark family in New York.
Handing over the invitation, Peter and Gwen ascended to the banquet hall on the twenty-first floor, led by the waiters.
"Tony. Stark said he was going to dissolve the company, is it true? ”
Gwen asked Peter in a whisper.
"It's not the dissolution of the company, it's the weapons department."
Peter explained to her.
"Pretty much."
Gwen shrugged her shoulders, "Isn't Stark Corporation made weapons?" ”
"Parker!"
Upon entering the banquet hall, Peter soon met an acquaintance.
Pepper greeted Peter in a black and gold bandeau tuxedo.
After seeing Peter, her feelings were a little complicated.
A scene that happened in the dream world before, Peter's battle with the "nightmare", she will never forget.
Such an impactful picture made her heart suffer a great shock.
So much so that after waking up, the spirit cannot be completely recovered.
In a trance, she suspected that it was her own dream, but she felt that it was not an ordinary dream.
Otherwise, why did those who fell asleep in New York City start waking up after the Ancient One mage sealed the "nightmare"?
And the timing is such a coincidence?!
All kinds of problems have been bothering her, making it impossible for her to lift her spirits.
Even Tony. Stark's return couldn't cheer her up.
"Miss Pepper."
Peter greeted the other party indifferently and introduced Gwen to the other party.
"Parker, me."
She wanted to ask Peter about the dream, but hesitated for a moment, felt that the occasion was not appropriate, and gave up.
After greeting each other for a while, Pepper went to greet the other guests.
Everywhere he went, there was always a small burst of laughter, whether it was a measured joke or a conversation about business, Stark's personal secretary could fully grasp the rhythm and become the dominant party.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?"
Gwen said to Peter with some taste.
Peter naturally pretended to be dumb, avoiding the dangerous subject and turning his gaze to the crowd.
He saw the second-in-command of the Stark Group, Obidia. Stan.
A middle-aged man with a big beard on his face, exuding the temperament of a successful person with every move.
And the one standing next to him, who was hooked by his shoulders and hugged his back to speak, was the pride of the city, the billionaire Tony. Stark.
The other party looked a little tired, his hair was scattered, and his body under the handmade suit looked a little thin.
It seems that the other party must have suffered a lot in the desert.
The other party's eyes are always vigilant around him, and the facial muscles show an expression that seems to be laughing, but in fact, the corners of his mouth are slightly drooping, and his brows are furrowed upward, obviously just coping with his friend.
Even Tony. Stark tried his best to fit into the banquet environment, but under the observation of those who care, he still revealed that feeling of being out of place.
Gwen didn't notice Peter's gaze, but she was very interested in the food at the banquet, and took Peter's hand and headed towards the food court.
The two walked between the guests and accidentally bumped into a waiter wearing a white shirt and black vest.
"Clank!"
The wine glasses on the tray collided with each other and fell down with a crisp sound.
Gwen, who was holding Peter's hand, subconsciously stretched out her hand, fast and accurate!
She took the tray that was about to fall and handed it to the panicked waiter.
From reflexes to speed, I was stunned by the waiter next to me.
Peter next to him narrowed his eyes slightly, and after waiting for the waiter to thank him and leave, he said to Gwen:
"You shouldn't have caught it, Gwen."
"Well, I made a mistake."
Gwen said to Peter, somewhat frustrated, "I'm distracted. I held back in chemistry class last time, and this time it was definitely because of a distraction. ”
She knows to hide her abilities, but sometimes she can't help but make mistakes.
On the other side, Tony. Stark looked shocked when he saw Gwen catch the wine glass at a speed that ordinary people couldn't perform.
When he saw Gwen holding the man with his arm, his expression changed slightly, and he said a word to Obi and walked towards Peter.
"Hello, Parker."
Tony came up to greet Peter, "I didn't expect us to meet here." ”
He's a little weird, who gave the invitation to this bastard?!
"Hello, Mr. Stark."
Peter looked into the other's eyes, "You're a legend now. ”
"A legend who has a mental problem?"
Tony shrugged his shoulders, "At least fifty-one and six percent of the media think so." ”
"I bought your company's stock, and I don't know how much it will fall tomorrow."
Peter liked to see the guy eat deflated, and couldn't help but tease.
"Ahem.!"
Tony. Stark coughed and said, "40 points, optimistic estimate." ”
"Mr. Stark, may I ask why you are closing the weapons department?"
Gwen asked curiously.
"I just hope that Stark will leave more than just kill numbers in the long history of the future."
"You're not a weapons manufacturer? If you don't make weapons, do you make bottles? ”
Peter asked, pretending not to understand.
"Me"
Tony. Stark suddenly wanted to put on the armor he had made in the cave and knock out one of this guy's beautiful teeth.
Fortunately, Obi came to the rescue and invited him to speak on stage, so that he could get away from Peter's unfriendly attack.
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