Tony still wanted to say something, but Obadiah interrupted him again.
"Oh, and who do you think asked the board to relieve you of your duties? It was me, Tony. You need to calm down and think. Until then, I won't let you have any contact with the company."
After saying all this, Obadiah patted Tony's shoulder and left without waiting for a response. Now, he no longer needed Tony to reply.
Tony watched Obadiah's retreating figure disappear. Tony smiled silently.
Stark Industries would always be Stark, not Stane. Uncle Obadiah, you're at an age where you should be retired now.
Tony, having received Obadiah's response, completely gave up on him.
He walked out of the gala, drove to his seaside villa, and in his mind began to conceptualize the design for the Mark II armor (Iron Man suit).
He was not only a brilliant inventor but also a brilliant businessman.
A genius comparable to the founders of various super-conglomerates, he could only be compared to his father Howard and Norman Osborn, the founder of the Osborn Group.
As soon as he returned inside, he immediately rushed into the underground lab, picked up paper and pen, sketched out the Mark I design, and began the research and development for the Mark II.
Sometimes, a disaster could truly change a person. After Tony returned from the Middle East, the playboy Tony Stark of before had died there. Now, the one who lived was Iron Man, Tony Stark!
Brazil.
Natasha was not setting foot here for the first time. She had been to Brazil several times and completed many missions, but she still could not quite take to the Brazilian climate.
Moreover, the venomous insects and beasts living in the rainforest here were also troublesome.
You had to be careful at all times; otherwise, you simply would not know when you might encounter something poisonous or even fatal.
"How confident are you about replicating this guy's abilities? I don't want to face an enraged and unbeatable enemy. This green monster could flatten me with one slap," Natasha said.
She was dressed in a white dress and walked on a concrete road in a small Brazilian city. The data indicated that Bruce Banner was here.
"You just need to know where he lives. I'll find him tonight, possess him, and replicate his genes," Ren said calmly.
"Of course, just finding his residence is enough. With my tracking ability, I can follow him to his home without being detected, but my mission also needs to be completed. That makes it a bit difficult," Natasha said, looking rather troubled.
Bruce Banner practiced jujitsu in Brazil and lived a reclusive life, rarely interacting with people, because only he knew that another monster lurked within him.
"Bruce Banner has a female cousin who is a criminal lawyer living in Los Angeles. You can approach him under her name, persuade him to come to Los Angeles, and then let Black Egg talk to Bruce Banner," Ren said very calmly.
"Black Egg?" Natasha's expression turned a bit strange.
She knew Ren was referring to Nick Fury. Although Nick Fury was Black and bald, this nickname was really quite apt.
"Is there a problem?" Ren asked, glancing at Natasha.
"No, I think it's very apt," Natasha said with a smile.
S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence was very effective.
Bruce Banner thought he had escaped the military's control by running to Brazil, but in reality, he had been living under the surveillance of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the U.S. military.
A terrifying monster had escaped. Although he was human at the moment, the Hulk inside him could not be ignored.
Not to mention that Bruce Banner was a dangerous individual—even if the U.S. military wanted to replicate a super soldier like the Hulk, they would spare no effort to pursue him.
Banner gazed into the distance toward the north, where the United States lay.
Three years ago, he had undergone strange changes due to gamma rays, and a highly destructive creature—the Hulk—had emerged within him! As long as he became overly angry, the Hulk would appear and take over.
The Hulk's first appearance had harmed his girlfriend, Betty, and his future father-in-law, General Ross.
He also knew that if he returned to the United States, the pervasive U.S. military would surely find him, perhaps even led by his future father-in-law.
"Excuse me, are you Bruce Banner?" Banner looked up, following the voice to its owner.
A head of auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders, and a white dress gently swayed in the breeze. Her exquisite features made her incredibly beautiful, and a pair of captivating blue eyes added a touch of charm.
"I am. Is there something I can help you with?" Banner was stunned for a moment but quickly regained his composure.
He was a very devoted man, and although the woman in front of him was beautiful, he would still not betray Betty.
"I'm a friend of your cousin, Jennifer Susan Walters. You know, she's a criminal lawyer, and her father is a police officer.
Los Angeles has countless gangs, and she's been threatened by a gang over a criminal case she's handling. She told me your identity and approximate address.
I came to find you without her knowing, hoping you could use your identity to help her." Natasha's face showed worry, and her eyes held a mix of concern, happiness, and fear.
If Ren had not known Natasha was spinning a tale, he would have almost believed her. My goodness, the Oscars owed this woman a Best Actress award.
Ren felt a pang of emotion. Indeed! All women were drama queens and natural actresses. A woman who had lived this long and was also an agent had long since honed the talents of a Best Actress.
Banner's expression became agitated upon hearing news of his cousin Jennifer, but it quickly darkened.
He said with a face full of apology, "I'm sorry, I can't help much. I'm currently wanted by the U.S. military due to some unspeakable circumstances.
If I go to the United States, I might implicate Jennifer. Please go back. I hope you can tell her that it's better to earn a little less money than to get involved in those dangerous cases."
Banner also felt quite guilty. His parents had died a long time ago, and he had been adopted by Jennifer's father, his uncle.
He regarded Jennifer as his own sister, but now that Jennifer was in danger, he could do nothing. How could he not feel self-reproach and guilt?
Natasha's heart remained calm. Even if this guy was easily fooled, he would not just follow her after a single sentence.
Natasha blinked, and tears immediately streamed down her face.
She looked at Banner and said with a voice full of disappointment, "Jennifer is my best friend. Jennifer told me you were her proudest brother.
I didn't expect that now, with Jennifer about to face danger, you would back out. It's truly disappointing. You don't deserve to be Jennifer's brother!"
Ren could feel the tears on Natasha's cheeks and exclaimed, "This is truly a drama queen! Tears come just like that!"
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