I Am In Marvel

.., I draw unlimited cards in Marvel

'Didi!'

The green sign in the master room lights up, and Tony, wearing a white bathrobe, glances at the computer and angrily said, "I'm back?"

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Sneaking out of the cable in Kyle's room, Jarvis said with a guilty conscience.

"Something! A big thing! Where did you go? The automatic lights and showers in the bathroom were out of order just now! The hot and cold water mixed me all over!" Tony said, his body convulsed and lowered. The head sneezed.

"Didn't you let me check the question." Jarvis replied confidently.

"Have you found anything?" Tony wiped his nose and asked.

Jarvis uttered a word, "No."

"Didn't you even find out the identity of the young man upstairs?" Tony frowned, lost in thought, and even Jarvis couldn't find out, which was really strange.

"No, there is no archive of his information on the Internet..." Jarvis's voice became weaker. As an artificial intelligence, he felt guilty for the first time.

But who made the person upstairs use higher authority than the owner Tony, no way!

"Let's do this first." Tony sighed, changed into a casual suit, and said firmly to Jarvis: "Go to the basement."

"Sir, do you want to make something?" Jarvis asked in surprise, the basement of the villa, the parking garage and the private studio.

"Yes, I want to make a very important item!" Tony nodded, put on a thin coat, and walked outside the door very enthusiastically.

While trying to secretly work for Patriarch Kyle, while also assisting Tony, Jarvis felt helpless with this humanity, so he could only follow the cable to keep up and go to the basement for manufacturing assistance.

Rooms on the second floor of the villa.

Kyle sat calmly in front of the computer. On the illuminated computer screen, the monitor displayed was corresponding to the basement of the villa.

From the surveillance video, it can be seen that a circle of white light appeared on the chest of Tony's shirt. He was busy back and forth on the workbench seriously, inputting some data into his personal computer to save, and began to find tools to make basic mechanical parts.

"Master, why didn't you reveal your identity and recognize Mr. Howard's son?" Weiss raised his mechanical head and asked in confusion.

"If it's normal, I don't bother to hide my identity, mainly now, it's the time of Tony Stark's transformation." Kyle shrugged and tapped his finger on the screen.

On the screen, Tony has virtualized a mechanical left-foot component, let Jarvis show it as a stereo projection, and constantly modify it.

"This is..." Weiss opened his mouth in surprise and blurted out, "Steel suit mode?"

"Before. Howard often said that I am comparable to gods with the power of mortals."

Kyle stared directly at the screen and said with emotion: "As everyone knows, his son will be the real one in the future-with a mortal body and a steel heart; with a steel body, resist the gods of heaven!"

"In these short days, a superhero capable of changing the world will be born on the earth, the top combat power in the future! How can I interfere with his mood at this time."

Kyle smiled, with deep meaning in his eyes, and continued: "As a godfather, I have never taught him anything, so please help him at this moment and let him step into the path of Iron Man."

"I understand." Weisi nodded, his mechanical eyes flickered, and he pondered and said, "Then you let me cooperate with the first-level artificial intelligence..."

"It's done in three days."

When Kyle said this, the corners of his mouth raised, and with a smile, he said, "It's also time to let some old friends and family members know that I'm back!"

...

At this time, Stark Industrial New Building, acting chairman's office.

Obadiah Steinney leaned on a soft leather office chair, put his feet in brand-new leather shoes on the desk top, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and connected to a remote place in the Middle East.

"Tony broke through so many armed men alone, did you find all the parts for the weapons and equipment on which you rely?" Stanney asked in a deep voice.

"I have found them all, and simply put them together, it is an outer metal mechanical armor coat!" A rough word came from the other end of the phone.

Stanney said urgently: "Dago, give me the repair of the steel armor as soon as possible. I want to see if it can be better than missiles. As for the missiles and ammunition produced by Stark Industries, I will continue. Secretly sell it to you in large quantities!"

"Yes, that dude hasn't made a sound yet, but you are directly in control of Stark Industries." Dagu laughed.

"Huh! He only owns 5% of the shares. Other shareholders have long seen him uncomfortable. It's okay for him to stay at home like this. It is impossible to take full control of Stark Industries." Stan. Ni sneered.

Dagu asked puzzledly: "Speaking of which, the shareholders of Stark Industries have only 10% of the total shares. I am curious, where is the remaining 85% of the shares?"

"In the hands of a person, but that person hasn't appeared for a long time, maybe he died early." Stanney didn't seem to dare to call his name directly, but just skipped it lightly, and the old face still couldn't help but appear deep. Deep fear.

That person's name is something many people can't say silently.As if to say, that person would appear in front of him inexplicably.

"By the way, for your sake, I can spare Tony Stark's life for the time being. But the young man who rescued him, I want him to die!" Dagu said domineeringly on the phone.

Steinney asked questioningly: "He lives in Tony's house now, do you still want to send your men to New York?"

"Hey hey, of course not, I spent a lot of money to hire professionals."

"professional?"

"I don't know, in our underground world, there is a deeply hidden organization that is recognized as the strongest-'Card'."

Dagu took a deep breath and said with dread and excitement: "The history of their organization can be traced back to the end of World War II. Every member known as the'Katu' is an almost omnipotent elite with one enemy and one hundred! It’s a mercenary business worth hundreds of millions of dollars, but if you want to hire that organization to kill a country’s politicians, you may be able to do it, but the cost will be too expensive!"

His voice was trembling constantly, and he exhaled and said: "As of now, I heard that they have undertaken more than 1,000 businesses and the success rate is 100%!

Stanney took a breath after hearing the words, the completion rate is too exaggerated!

"But their organizational rules are very strange. For example, they need to pay the employment fee in advance, only one card will be sent to perform each task, and we must not interfere during the task."

After Dagu finished speaking, he said triumphantly: "Just to kill the young man who is an ordinary person, the cost is as high as 100 million U.S. dollars. I am also looking for an opportunity, and it is best to take the opportunity to meet a card apprentice."

"Awesome, if there is such an organization, then why should we worry that something big will not happen. If Tony dares to stop me, I will pay for it, and ask a card to kill him!"

When Stanney said so, he immediately coincided with Dagu on the other end of the phone, and the two made a strange laugh over the phone.

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