The guards went crazy, running in from the half-ruined side with weapons in their hands, shouting Tony's name.
Tony had no choice but to step forward and disperse the guards, instructing them to continue guarding the surrounding area.
Looking at the ruins in front of him, Rhodey feared Fang's mighty power from the bottom of his heart.
This is already an inhuman level.
After Tony dismissed the guards, he turned around and couldn't help asking: "Fang, is this magic? Or something else? Like a mutant? I've heard about mutants before."
But aren't most mutants just weak mutations?
Fang didn't bother to explain, but waved to Tony: "Come here, I'll tell you something alone."
Tony came over, and the others left consciously, and led by Potts to visit the flat ravine outside.
Tony asked curiously, "What's the matter? Definitely, don't tell me about my future! I just want to have a good time with Potts now!"
Tony suffered deeply from Fang's "evil deeds", and his mentality was not stable along the way.
Whoever hears that their future is about to die or live, important relatives are on the verge of death at every turn, and turning points appear at every turn.
This is such a high and low mentality that it exploded on the spot.
Fang rolled his eyes: "No, I want to ask, can you disclose the blueprint of the Mark 1 to Obadiah."
Question marks floated all over Tony's head: "Why? Fishing law enforcement? Give me some time, I can get the important evidence in his office, and then solve this matter perfectly."
Fang snapped his fingers and said calmly, "Wait 3 minutes."
Tony didn't know why, so he stood in front of Fang and waited peacefully.
After a while, two Shadowkhan appeared in front of Tony.
The leader, Shadowkhan, is holding a notebook and a USB flash drive, and his subordinates are holding cameras.
The Shadowkhan holding the video camera showed how the leader Shadowkhan came to the president's office, how to turn on the computer, and how to copy files.
The leader, Shadowkhan, thoughtfully inserted the USB flash drive and opened the contents - which contained a series of illegal operations of Obadiah, violating the company's guidelines to become a Iron Monger, and evidence of supporting evil organizations such as Ten Rings.
The corner of Tony's mouth twitched: "It took your men three minutes to solve the group defense system second only to the White House?"
Damn it! Your subordinates make me lose face too much!
Fang thoughtfully corrected a point: "These 3 minutes were spent on the road. Strictly speaking, I just went in and turned on the computer, and then copied and pasted."
Tony tidied up his messy mood, glanced at the evidence, and couldn't hide the disappointment and pain in his heart.
"Hey..."
Tony sighed, and said helplessly, "Why did you ask me to give him the blueprint?"
Fang smiled: "You have to know one thing, I am a dark magician."
A question mark floated over Tony's head: "And then?"
Fang clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "I like to give people hope, and then harvest their despair and grief. This will make me feel satisfied and make me stronger."
Tony couldn't help asking back: "So that's why you tortured my heart along the way?"
Fang looked at him with contempt: "Dark magician doesn't play with people's hearts, so what kind of dark magician is it?"
Tony wanted to speak but stopped, stopped talking and wanted to.
Can't scold, this bastard saved my life twice, made me embrace love, is a powerful healing magician and a bastard who smashed half of my villa with one punch.
I can't beat him.
He is still my benefactor.
I can't scold.
Tony finally chose: "Okay, within ten days, he will get the blueprint of Mark 1, and then?"
Fang showed a kind smile: "Then I will kill him."
Tony wanted to spit all over the floor, and finally choked out a sentence: "You are really a demon playing with hopes."
He paused, then said unbearably: "Give him a good time, after all, he has taken care of me for more than 20 years."
Although this Uncle has been proven to be a beastly bastard.
But Tony finally had a little leeway.
That is, give him a good time.
Fang shrugged: "Okay, I just like to kill him in the strongest state."
The mission requirement is to kill the complete Iron Monger, and Fang has no interest in this Obadiah.
Fang is only interested in things that can make him stronger and feel happy.
Tony rolled his eyes and asked curiously, "How strong is your recovery ability?"
Fang raised his eyebrows: "I haven't tested it in detail... But at present, even if I am blown to pieces, I can still recover."
In addition to consuming mana to actively enhance the effect of the Talisman, the passive effect can also continuously restore itself.
At least for now, Fang has not encountered a situation where he cannot recover.
Tony was surprised: "Is it okay if there is a problem with the brain?"
Fang shrugged: "I haven't tried it."
Tony nodded half-understood, with an idea in his mind.
Fang stretched out his hand: "What about the reward for saving you?"
Tony stared at him blankly: "What reward? Mark Six?"
I haven't even made a Mark II yet.
Fang looked at him like an idiot: "50 million or 60 million dollars? You won't regret it, will you?"
Tony turned his head slightly, looked at the half of the villa that he had disappeared, hesitated to speak, so he took out his mobile phone and called Potts: "Prepare a 60 million dollar consumption card for Fang Magician."
You blasted half of my villa worth hundreds of millions, and I didn't say anything.
I still care about this?
Tony hung up the phone, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Damn, what happened just now was so shocking, I forgot about it for a while... The bank card will be in your hand within five minutes."
Fang nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I'm going to play casually, you should do whatever you want."
Tony rolled his eyes: "Okay, I will definitely let Obadiah get the 'perfect' Mark One blueprint."
He bit the word "perfect" a little bit hard.
Fang didn't bother to talk about it, with his hands behind his back, humming a ditty, and wandering to Potts to ask for a bank card.
Tony looked at his back, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and a small revenge plan full of wickedness was born in his heart.
Ten days later, the research room on the basement floor of the sea view villa.
Tony was manipulating the system panel with confidence, improving the blueprint of Mark 1.
Sure, I'll make some improvements to the writing and make sure to include all the dialogues. Here's the revised version:
Considering Obadiah's technical ability and the approximate scope of the scientist's ability, he even reserved space for the strengthening of the steel mecha for him very intimately.
Pepper Potts was sitting not far away, her face filled with sweetness as she held the gauntlet in her hand. She spoke in a gentle voice, "Mr. Fang asked you to give Obadiah the blueprint of Mark 1 and then have a life-and-death duel with him? Is this an ancient traditional cultural concept of strength in the East?"
She looked at Tony's current job with doubts once again, "But... did he ask you to enhance the performance of Mark One?"
What a strange request, what a strange oriental necromancer.
Tony's eyes were fixed on the completion of the drawing, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hey, my baby, you don't know how much despair he caused me before allowing me to find hope. I've decided to prepare a harmless joke for him."
Potts placed the armor on the table and leaned over, asking curiously, "What kind of joke?"
Tony's face was filled with satisfaction, "I enhanced the attack ability of the Mark 1 and added a few lines of key codes at the core layer. Mark 1 will gain a stronger combat ability but lose its ability to attack Fang Quan's fatal areas."
Potts looked confused, "What's the point of doing this? Won't it just allow Fang Quan to be beaten but not killed?"
Tony burst into laughter, "That's the price he must pay for torturing my heart!"
This time, Fang will face the wrath of Mark One! It will carry my hope and defeat this vicious magician!