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Chapter 805 Confirmed eyes, is someone who can't be offended

beep beep beep————

The black waiting screen flashed, showing Howard Stark's energetic face, white coat, and brown goggles, seemingly tinkering with some novel gadgets in the laboratory.

"Boss, after fifteen years, you finally remembered me, I'm so touched..."

Howard's tone was filled with resentment. He was banned from the Hydra base in Watt Alheim for fifteen years and was not allowed to go out during this period. He felt that his body was full of energy and he was so motivated that he was about to explode.

Someone else might be happy, but the men of the Stark family don't think so. The body is for squandering, and the brain needs maintenance.

He had not boxed for fifteen years, and he had almost forgotten what an underground boxing ring looked like.

Every time he watched other researchers enter Asgard with great interest and then be dragged back like dead dogs, Howard was extremely envious and wished he could sacrifice his life to suffer on their behalf.

"Don't be poor, I have something to ask you."

Russell ignored the resentful look from Howard's daughter-in-law and went directly to the topic: "Your son Tony Stark invented the Ark Reactor, made a steel suit, and became a much-anticipated superhero. Unfortunately, he

The technology is not up to par, and life or death hangs on a thread due to palladium poisoning."

"how so?"

Howard's expression changed when he heard this: "When Maria went to Earth last time, he was just a playboy. How come he suddenly became a superhero?"

Russell nodded and added: "He is also a playboy now, almost a carbon copy of you."

Hearing what Russell said, Howard instantly turned into a curse: "Boss, I have changed my past and I haven't been a prostitute in fifteen years."

That's because you can't get out!

Russell rolled his eyes: "Howard, when you heard that your son's life was in danger, you didn't have any ideas?"

When Howard heard this, his expression was tangled for a moment, and he slowly said: "Boss, just make the decision. I believe you won't stand idly by."

"If you say that, then I will be a bystander to see if he can outrun time and find a new element to replace palladium."

"Boss!"

Howard's resentment directly penetrated the screen: "Don't be like this, I am just a son."

"You should tell Maria this, she must be very happy."

Russell curled his lips and sneered, then stopped joking and said seriously: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore, tell me directly, did you leave any legacy to Tony back then to help him get out of his current predicament? Yes.

If so, I'll ask someone from SHIELD to send it to him."

"Uh... Yes, there is, but it's not in SHIELD."

Howard smiled. Back then, he and Steve were determined to save Hydra, and they had indeed prepared a valuable asset to leave to their future son.

Because S.H.I.E.L.D. is roughly equivalent to Hydra, he placed the inheritance elsewhere. As long as Tony is careful, he will definitely be able to find the location where the treasure is buried.

Russell knew what Howard was thinking, and without saying anything else, he asked directly: "Is there any information about Hydra in those materials, and is there any mention of me?"

"No!"

Howard shook his head decisively: "I didn't say anything because I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to think about avenging his father, so I didn't mention anything about Hydra."

"That's fine, tell me where the things are and I'll have them delivered to Tony."

"Boss, your kindness is as warm as sunshine. Tony is so lucky to have an uncle like you..."

Russell listened calmly throughout the eloquent 5,000-word Rainbow Fart, which was very realistic and basically hit the point.

Howard said that his mouth was dry. Seeing that Russell made no movement at all, he reported the secret location where the inheritance was hidden. He swallowed and said, "Boss, you see, I have said so much about the grounding..."

"Dududu...dududu..."

"Forget it, okay?"

Howard looked at the dark screen and struggled to finish the rest of his words, then turned around with a dead son's expression on his face and started tinkering with his new research.

Recently, he has been learning magic, Asgardian magic, and is preparing to add magic to the steel suit.

It’s unclear whether he can succeed, because magic doesn’t like him very much, and so far he can’t produce magic power in his body. However, the combination of magic and steel seems to work, so he has never given up.

The charm of science lies in breaking down barriers, and the momentary sense of accomplishment made him intoxicated.



New York!

After receiving a heavy beating in Monaco, Tony's cell phone was blasted. Congressmen, the military, partners, competitors, almost everyone wanted to know what happened. He was so annoyed that he turned off the phone directly. Here he comes.

Out of sight and out of mind, I took a special plane back home.

After returning home, he persuaded the new CEO Bozi away with good words, and found a password box of unknown origin at the entrance of the underground parking lot.

It was not difficult for Tony to crack the password. After violently opening the box, he found a video tape inside.

Tony's heartbeat accelerated, and he hesitated for a moment before taking it out. After a period of snowflakes, the screen showed the haggard and gloomy face of his father Howard.

Under the camera, Howard looked extremely embarrassed, with an unkempt beard. His shaggy hair, which was originally high-spirited, was all greasy and hung on his forehead because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time.

In addition, three strangers appeared in the video.

Two men wearing masks stood by the wall, one on the left and one on the right. A metal arm grabbed Howard's hair, raising his head slightly, and then...

The picture was so cruel that Tony closed his eyes in pain. He had experienced a kidnapping and he knew exactly what would happen next.

The owner of this arm had a cold face and a cruel and ruthless expression. Tony swore that he would never forget this face.

At the end of the video, Howard's eyes dimmed and blood splashed on the screen.

Bang!

Tony picked up the remote control on the table and smashed it against the screen. He was so angry that he started throwing things. After a lot of banging sounds, the whole room was in a mess.

He sat on the chair with his head in his hands. He didn't know how long it took before he took a deep breath to calm his irritable mood.

"Jarvis, search for the metal arm killer in the screen. I want all his information."

Tony said calmly, in the video from fifteen years ago, as long as the enemy who killed his father was not too unlucky, he would definitely still be alive and well.

This revenge must be avenged no matter what!

"Sir, this person has not been found. There is no information. It is as if he does not exist."

"Face recognition?"

"Yes, sir...please express your condolences..."

Jarvis was silent for a moment and continued: "Also, based on my comparison with other similar videos, I found some subtle differences. The truth may not be what you imagined..."

"Shut up!"

Tony said coldly: "I don't need comfort, I just want to find that bastard who deserves to go to hell."

"Sir, you can contact SHIELD. They may have information about the identity of the killer."

"you're right!"

Tony patted his head. His mind was still a little confused. He fiddled with his hair a few times and said, "Jarvis, contact Nick Furr immediately..."

"Sir, someone is delivering a courier outside the house."

"Leave him at the door and wait until I solve the problem at hand before I go get it."

"But that's an old man."

"Old man? Delivering express delivery?"

Tony was puzzled as to why Jarvis suddenly became talkative. He clicked on the screen next to him and checked the surveillance in front of the door.

I saw a delivery truck parked outside the house, and a gray-haired old man swayed out of the driver's seat. Maybe the pickup truck was a bit old, so the old man had to put a lot of effort into opening the back door.

Probably because the cargo was too heavy, the old man couldn't take it out for a long time. He adjusted the sunglasses on his nose and started hammering on the door of Stark's villa.

"Is Tony Big Shit here? I have your express delivery. If you hear it, come and get it yourself."

Tony: "..."

Today's couriers are so arrogant, even if they pronounce their names wrong, their attitude is so bad!

Tony had never seen a courier with such a bad service attitude. He actually dared to be more arrogant than him. He couldn't bear it and wanted to call and complain.

After some thought, I decided not to be acquainted with him. If he still works at such an old age, he must be a person with stories to tell.

In line with the principle of respecting the elderly and loving the young, he decided to forgive the other party, but only this time and not in the future.

Two minutes later, Tony opened the door and was greeted by endless complaints.

"You're Tony, you're too slow? Take the express away quickly. I have to make a guest appearance elsewhere, so I don't have time to waste time here."

Tony's brows twitched with veins, and he took several deep breaths in succession, warning himself not to be like the old man.

He walked behind the truck, looked at the iron box inside, and frowned slightly.

After the visual inspection, there is no need to try it, it will definitely not be moved.

"Just wait a moment."

Tony quickly ran into the house, and two minutes later, he put on a steel suit and walked out.

"What do you think of my outfit? Am I handsome?"

Tony straightened his chest and raised his head in a concave manner, signaling the old man to be more polite. He himself felt childish, but for some reason, he wanted to do this.

"What a shame! Stop talking nonsense and move the things quickly."

"Huh?" Tony glared at the other party, he really couldn't bear it this time.

"Um!?"

"..."

When the other party raised his eyes and glared at him, Tony didn't say anything. He unloaded his goods in a dejected manner and checked his eyes. He seemed to be a very powerful person.

"Wait a minute, you haven't said who the sender is yet?" Tony raised his hand to stop the express truck that was about to leave.

"Let me see...oh, the sender is Howard Stark."

"What!?"


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