"So, you'll have to live with this thing in the future?"
Saber, who looked drunk, reached out and tapped Stark's chest. There was a sound of metal colliding. The playboy sat there in his nightgown, and the shiny thing in the middle of his chest could be clearly seen.
Tony shrugged in response to Seiber's teasing. He reached for the half-empty bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth. He desperately needed some alcohol to numb his overly stimulated mind. He waved his hand with a bleak expression.
"It's better than dying..."
His fingers slid across his chest. "Here, here, and here. There are more than 26 small shrapnel in my body in my blood vessels. If any of them deviates a little, my heart will be completely pierced. This thing is funny, isn't it?"
Stark reached out and took Saber's cigarette, but he was obviously not used to the spicy taste. He choked several times.
"Ahem, I know it's funny, but now that it's helping me absorb those shrapnel, I won't die young."
"Oh, so you're a good-for-nothing now?"
Saber sneered mercilessly. He gestured drunkenly in the air with his fingers. "You used to be a good-for-nothing, and now you're even more of a good-for-nothing... Speaking of which, what is that thing you made? It looks very powerful. I guess if you were a little sober, you wouldn't be so miserable even without me... "
Tony frowned. He picked up an empty bottle from the table, where there were more than a dozen empty bottles of different shapes. He turned his head and looked at Santals, who was sitting on the side.
"Hey, young man, was your boss a heavy drinker before?"
Santals, who was playing games with headphones, shrugged. "No, he didn't drink much before, and he's never been drunk. This is the first time I've seen him so drunk."
"Hey! Hey, what are you talking about? "
Saber discontentedly took out another bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, opened it, and took a sip. "I didn't get drunk before because it was unnecessary. Now, I suddenly want to try the feeling of getting drunk … Uh, to be honest, it's not that good."
The heat in Saber's body was awakened, and like a giant beast that could devour everything, it easily swallowed up the alcohol in his body. His eyes sobered up in the next moment, and there was no longer a trace of drunkenness. With a faint smile on his face, he raised the wine bottle in his hand.
"You haven't told me yet. What is your big toy?"
Tony glanced at him and whispered with his eyes closed,
"That's my warframe plan. I call it the Mark series. The concept comes from Mr. Lucius' personal warframe series. I've done a perfect transformation. The design idea was mature two years ago, but I've been suffering from not being able to find a suitable energy source …"
"It's not that you can't find it, right?"
Saber narrowed his eyes. "Is the price too high, and you don't want to implement it?"
Stark nodded reluctantly. He leaned on the sofa, spread out his hands, and looked at the exquisitely decorated ceiling above his head with a hopeless gaze. On this luxuriously decorated private plane, he could do anything he wanted. He once invited seven beauties to play wildly at an altitude of 10,000 meters, but now … he didn't want to do anything.
He looked completely disheartened.
After a moment of silence, Harvey Dent, who had been resting on the other side of the sofa with his eyes closed, suddenly flipped his finger. The silver coin bounced up from his finger and landed on the back of his hand. He glanced at it and said softly, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry, but I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
"Don't you care why Mr. Stark was kidnapped?"
As soon as this hoarse voice appeared, it attracted everyone's attention. In fact, Harvey was the most eye-catching existence wherever he appeared. His special clothes and face that could scare children to tears were enough to attract too much attention.
"Hey, you're not a talkative person, are you? I think the scared out of his wits Stark doesn't want to think about this terrifying problem right now. "
Saber frowned and turned his head to look at Harvey. The latter shrugged and revealed a smile that made Stark's hair stand on end. He raised the silver coin in his hand. It was heads. He chuckled and said, "There's no way.
"It can't be helped. This is the decision of fate."
When this topic was brought up, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. A famous playboy, an absolutely confidential route, and a life and death chase. These three things combined were enough to ignite the curiosity of any normal person.
"To be honest … I also think there's something wrong with this."
Tony rubbed his chin with an unsightly expression. This guy was no fool. He was definitely the smartest guy among all the people present. "The route was chosen by the Department of Defense. The escort soldiers were also temporarily assembled. That route is far away from the battlefield. Logically speaking, it's impossible for those bandits to appear at that place at that time. But they did appear … an extremely accurate wave of attacks."
He spread his hands.
"That damned leader Samir asked me to make Jericho missiles for him. The problem is that those things are still classified. I don't believe that a bandit leader far away in Afghanistan would know all this. So, it's obvious that someone is targeting me! "
Harvey toyed with the silver coin, his eyes sparkling with a strange smile. He said in a playful voice, "That's right.
"People like us always think in the worst possible way. Mr. Stark, if you ask me, it's a sad thing that you might have a traitor on your side. Do you need me to give you a criminal analysis? That's my old profession. "
Tony looked at the uncomfortable face. He could feel the confidence in Harvey's words. This showed that this guy with a terrifying expression was a real professional. So, he gritted his teeth.
"Help me make one. I think I need it."
"Ding."
The silver coin flipped out of his palm, drew a few circles in the air, and fell on the back of Harvey's hand. He glanced at it, and the interested expression on his face immediately calmed down. He closed his eyes again and covered the other eye with a white eye mask.
"No … I refuse!"
This made Stark freeze in place. He looked back at Saber, his eyes full of dissatisfaction. He pointed to Harvey and said, "What's wrong with him?"
Saber took a sip of wine, shrugged, and said helplessly,
"If I have to use his words, then this is … the power of fate. Obviously, your luck is too bad. Our two-faced boss never plays with people with bad luck. Give up. But in fact, this question is very easy to answer. First of all, do you really think that the people in the canyon are a group of bandits who occupy land? "
Saber took a sip of wine, stretched out his finger, and shook it at Tony. "No, they're not. Believe me! They're a group of people who have undergone military training. They have the same goal and belief. Do you really not know their background? "
"No, I don't know."
Tony shook his head and grabbed his hair. "My mind is in a mess right now. Don't make me guess, damn it! Just tell me what you found! "
"Hmm? Okay … Grumpy Tony, my darling. "
Saber moved his shoulders, narrowed his eyes, and looked at a guy who was fidgeting. "Then, Mr. Ethan, tell everyone, who are you?"
Meeting Saber's scrutinizing gaze, Ethan moved his shoulders uncomfortably and said loudly,
"I'm Ethan Locke Maldini, a physicist from Italy. I was caught by them in Eastern Europe two years ago, and was sent to Afghanistan one year ago … I'm innocent!! God, why do I have to bear all this! You shouldn't suspect me! "
"Ah … You see, there are always people in this world who think they're hiding perfectly!"
Saber bared his teeth at Tony, forcing the latter to swallow his words. He stood up, held the bottle, and staggered to Ethan's side. He pointed his finger at Ethan's chest, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife.
"Listen, Ethan, you may have spent your whole life in science, but please allow me to show you another power that's different from science …"
A flame rose in Saber's eyes, and it quickly turned into dark red eyes and a magma-like ring of fire. Ethan lowered his head in fear. He wasn't a strong-willed person. The next moment, Saber grabbed his collar and dragged him into the air.
"Listen, this pair of eyes allows me to clearly see all of your memories. However, it has a slight side effect. If you have done anything bad, your soul will be ignited like firewood. Then, your entire body will become a burning fireball … I say, you don't want to experience that feeling, right?"
"Oh my god! Oh my god! I don't know, I don't know anything! "
Ethan struggled and turned to Tony. "What are you doing? Tony, help me! I saved you! Oh my god! "
"Hey!"
Tony also felt that Seiber's behavior was inappropriate, but when he reached out his hand, a palm pressed down on his shoulder from behind. Santos said calmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Seiber.
"Mr. Tony, please have some faith in the boss … I've never seen him kill an innocent person."
"Looks like you won't give up, Ethan …"
Saber raised his head and looked directly into Ethan's eyes. "You're so naughty! Then … Now, look into my eyes! "
The voice seemed to have some special magic, and Ethan couldn't help but look into Saber's eyes. At that moment, Ethan's memories and soul were searched. He felt a terrifying sensation, as if all his memories were being read. He waved his hands in horror.
"No, no, no! Stop! Stop! I'll tell you everything! Stop! No! "
"Bang!"
Ethan was thrown on the floor of the plane. Saber reached out and took the bottle from Santos. He bent down and patted Ethan's pale face.
"You believe in God, right? Your God says that everyone deserves a second chance. I'll give you a second chance, but … there's only one chance. You'd better seize it."
Ethan grabbed his neck, his whole body trembling. He curled up on the floor and whispered, "Yes.
Sammir is just a very inconspicuous branch of a huge organization. They're too powerful. Their eyes and ears are almost all over Europe and Asia. I only know that they use a pattern of ten rings as a symbol and call themselves the 'Ten Rings Gang'. Ahem, I've never seen their leader, but I know that he's a Mandalin! He's that terrifying tycoon! He's the leader of the Ten Rings Gang! They call him 'Lord Man' internally! It's him. He's the one who gave the order to Sammir. He's the one who provided the route and everything! "
Tony's eyes widened. Seeing that Ethan had told the truth, Tony suddenly felt that he had been deceived. The feeling of anger and humiliation made him extremely irritable.
He shouted, "Why? Why does that damned Lord Man want to capture me? I have no enmity with him! "
"Someone wants to buy your life!"
Hearing Tony's voice, Ethan suddenly raised his head and said in an uncharacteristically loud voice,
"Someone wants to buy your life! Tony, he made a deal that Lord Man couldn't refuse. The request is that you must die in Afghanistan. The first attack on Sammir was to kill you directly! I was the one who gave him the idea. I was the one who saved you! Tony! You should have died long ago! "
"Why did you save him?"
Saber asked a very important question, "I don't think you would save him just because you admire the famous Tony Stark … There must be another reason!"
"Yes … I'm not that kind!"
Ethan's eyes flashed with almost tangible sparks. He said fiercely, "I'm not that kind, because I hate you! Tony Stark, I hate you! Me, Alderian, and the other people whose research results were stolen by you, we hate you! A bastard like you doesn't deserve to die so easily! "
"You should go to hell!"
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