Chapter 132: No One Can Debt Me!
"Where are we?"
Tony and Ethan held each other and followed Ian out of the portal.
They saw the cracked earth, the charred corpses, the battlefield like the end of the world, and their hearts rose to their throats, worried that the mysterious teenager in front of them had bad thoughts about them.
Ian said without looking back: "There is a US military base near here, and the people in it originally planned to save you, but they were besieged by the Ten Rings Gang. β
"The soldiers at that base will send Mr. Stark back to the United States. What about Dr. Ethan? If you offend the Ten Commandments, you won't be able to get along in the Middle East. β
"Of course he is going back to the United States with me, and he will be treated best in Stark Group." Tony puffed out his chest and replied without hesitation.
"Well...... this"
Ethan pushed his glasses: "It doesn't matter if I go to the United States, but I don't want to have anything to do with the Stark Group." β
Tony's eyes widened instantly: "I thought we were friends, why did you reject me?" β
"Tony, you're a nice guy, but you don't know what your company does."
Ethan let out a heavy sigh and lifted the cannonball under his feet: "Look at what is written on this?" β
Tony picked up the cannonball in a daze, wiped the dust off it with his sleeve, and saw the big "Stark" sign.
He looked up at Ethan and glanced at Ian, "These weapons are the inventory of those terrorists of the Ten Rings?" β
"Do you usually care about anything other than developing weapons?"
Ian looked at Tony's blank expression, wondering what was left of the genius's daily life besides developing weapons and playing with women.
"Obadeiah and Pepper are in charge of the business stuff, and I just have to go through the motions."
Tony put the shell down and pulled the barrel and the gun out of the wreckage of a car.
He looked at his surname printed on the weapon, his heart tingled, he covered it with his hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "Who has left my weapons into?" β
Ian replied directly: "The U.S. Army, the Afghan Army, and the Ten Rings Gang really have Stark Group weapons in large and small communities in the Middle East. β
"After all, the price is high, who would miss out on such a supplier?"
"The Middle East has always been chaotic, and even without the weapons of the Stark Group, the war will continue."
Ethan didn't excuse the Stark Group, but he found out that Tony really thought that his weapons were only supplied to the U.S. military.
"But it is true that the weapons of the Stark Group have made the massacres of the war in the Middle East more efficient."
Ian touched his lips and the truth stabbed Tony's heart like a knife.
"Mr. Tony doesn't look like a man without a conscience. I hope you have experienced such dangers and can think carefully about what path you want to take! β
"You're not a victim, so why are you accusing me in such a tone?" Tony retorted to Ian like a stress.
"Because I'm not the one who developed weapons and killed thousands of people."
Ian spread his hands and laughed as he walked towards the base.
Tony's cheek twitched for a few seconds and took a few deep breaths before calming his excited heart: "This kid looks as handsome as me, but he doesn't like me when he speaks." β
"He's more handsome than you!" Ethan stabbed Tony in the heart and helped him follow Ian towards the base.
Walking to the building block wall, Ian took out his wand and waved it, and all the building blocks instantly collapsed, turning into drawings and falling into the space, into the storeroom of the New York Sanctuary.
"Kama Taj's spatial magic is convenience."
"Well, I should have made a great drawing, too. Otherwise, this assembly technique is completely wasted. β
Ian touched his chin and pondered the chance of a lottery in his heart.
He meets Iron Man and gets a chance to win a general lottery, and saves Ethan's life and gets a chance to win a general lottery.
"System, list my lottery chances!"
You currently have one chance to draw a type of lottery! Three chances for the regular draw! γ
"Use them all! The type directional lottery is the assembly of building blocks, three ordinary chance fusions, and the orientation is the drawing! β
γLottery begins!γ γ
The system light screen began to glow, and after a while, the final result popped up.
[You have obtained the blueprint of the Sage Flame Dragon (mutilated)!] γ
"What's the cripple of this thing?"
Ian immediately reaped the reward, opening his hands to the Sage Yanlong blueprint and scrutinizing it.
"This looks like some kind of mechanical drawing?"
When Ian used the assembly technique to check what was missing from the drawing, Tony came up too.
"That's right, it's a technology from another world."
Ian's brain raced, and he soon realized that something was missing from the drawingsβthere were no corresponding building blocks.
The Sage Flame Dragon was originally created by EEbond from scratch, piece by piece, and stored in drawings.
Like the Confused Teacher, the heir only needs to use the assembly technique to spell out the Sage Yanlong through the blueprints, and then he can use it to fight.
But the blueprint in Ian's hand didn't have building blocks, and if he wanted to summon the Sage Flame Dragon, he still needed Ian to use the assembly technique to make it from scratch.
"I just happened to have a headache about how to tap the potential of Pigman after the Five Spirit King template was fused to the head. This drawing came at the right time. β
Ian put the drawings away, much to Tony's displeasure.
"Let me look at it a little longer, this new technology is quite special, where did it come from, what is the principle?"
"Explain!"
Tony pestered Ian, wanting to study more of the Sage Dragon's blueprints.
"Someone's coming!"
Ian pushed away Tony, who was leaning over, in disgust: "If you want to see it, come back to New York and come to me." β
"No, where do you live? What's your name, all the clues, how can I find you? β
Tony sees his good friend Rhodes and his mood returns to normal.
Ian reported his name: "I'm in New York, see if you can find me, it's a test!" β
With a wave of his hand, he said goodbye to Tony and the two, and walked over to Coulson, who followed him inside the base.
"This is our director, Nick Fury!"
"This is Agent Natasha Romanoff!"
Coulson introduced Ian to his boss and co-workers, and stepped aside.
"Fortunately, Director Nick Fury and this beautiful agent!"
Ian smiled and reached out, not sharp at Steve and Bruce.
This black braised egg is spicy and spicy, I don't know how many times stronger than Amanda Waller's stupid woman, and she is destined to be different from Ian.
Since there is no bottom line between the two sides and there is no possibility of reconciliation, Ian is of course too lazy to debate with him in principle, as long as everyone can get by.
"Agent Coulson promised me to let me visit the Cosmic Cube after the rescue was completed. Does Director Fury intend to go back? β
Nick's eyes were fixed on Ian: "The Cosmic Cube is one of the top secrets of S.H.I.E.L.D., and even the agents of the bureau don't know much. β
"Where did you know about the Cosmic Rubik's Cube?"
"Is it important?"
Ian wasn't going to answer that question.
"I'm not going to reveal S.H.I.E.L.D.'s top secrets to a stranger!"
Nick vetoed Coulson's promise.
"It's okay, I can go on my own. No one can owe me a debt that is not paid. β
Ian snapped his fingers, teleported over to Steve, who was holding a fan meeting for the GIs, and patted him on the shoulder.
"Okay, captain, he lives in New York now, and after everyone returns home, it's not too late to chase stars. We're going to go now. β
Ian picked up Steve and walked out of the base, just in time to see Tony flying away in a helicopter, saluted him, and opened the portal.
"There are a lot of secrets in this young man that are worth excavating!"
Nick said as he watched Ian disappear and squinted his remaining eyes.
"You should agree to his request, maybe how he knows how to use the infinite energy of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube!" Natasha gave her answer with a straight face.
"We are too weak in front of him, so we agreed so easily, and it will be even more difficult to take the initiative in the future."
Nick shook his head: "Let's go, let's go to New York!" β
"Director, this time ......"
"Agent Coulson, I would like to keep this operation a secret for the time being."
A twinkle flashed in Nick's eyes as he said to his most trusted agent, "Now is not the time to pursue this. β
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