Accidentally draw out the black light virus, I am invincible

The assassin replied, "This kind of commercial assassination mission, we will let our own people infiltrate and have one of the positions. This is also one of the prices we offer, not just money."

While the assassin was speaking, Moser looked down at the files in the brown paper bags, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

These three companies are all well-known companies in the world, and their fields are freight, food, and cosmetics.

Annual income is an astronomical figure that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

If the previous assassination of Stark was successful, there would also be assassins lurking in Stark Industries, supplying resources to the Shadow Alliance continuously.

This will also allow the assassins who go out to have a legitimate identity. If they want to assassinate any important person in the future, their identity will be closer.

"Okay, that's it, you go on as usual, investigate the people around me who are related to me, and don't assassinate me in the end." Moser said.

This kind of thing really happens, some people just want to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.

"Naturally." The assassin respectfully took the brown paper bags from Moser.

There was nothing to do here, so Mercer opened the portal and went home.

"Huh, I have a new harvest today, which is really good."

When I got home, it was already midnight, and Moser took a long breath and went to take a shower with a set of clothes.

Janata is not in the house, and she has gone somewhere.

"It seems that this guy needs to be equipped with a mobile phone, otherwise he won't be able to contact him even if he runs out."

Such an existence, even if he didn't return all night, Moser didn't care, and went to sleep after taking a bath.

The next day.

There was a rush of cell phone ringing in Moser's ear, rubbing his eyes sleepily, and picked up the cell phone beside the bed.

His mobile phone has been kept by the bedside, anyway, there are space gems that can be obtained at any time, but there is no need to use the mobile phone.

Seeing the caller ID, Moser suddenly had the feeling of being pulled back from the fairy world in the sky.

When the phone was connected, yin and yang strange words came from over there.

"Alex, I'm glad you're still on the phone, I'm not going to ask why I've called so many times and you haven't answered."

A female voice came from there, and Moser realized that there were more than 20 missed calls on his mobile phone, but he was always on mute, and there were so many things that he never noticed.

The female voice continued: "You will start school soon. Are you still going to school? If you don't go to school, we won't pay you the tuition and miscellaneous fees. It's a waste of money."

The owner of this voice seemed to really want Moser to say that he would not study in the next sentence, and then they would not have to pay his tuition fees and leave him alone.

With so much going on, Mercer also has very strong power.

But his social status is still just that of an ordinary sophomore in high school.

"I also have to find a way to improve my social status, otherwise, even if I can destroy the gods, I will still be an ordinary sophomore in the outside world." Moser murmured.

"What did you say?" The other side of the phone didn't hear clearly, and asked in doubt.

"Oh, I said no, I'm not going to school, that's all."

After finishing speaking, Moser didn't bother to talk nonsense with that person, so he hung up the phone directly.

When I was living in poverty before, that foster family never gave me any help.

He lived exactly the life of Harry Potter, and it was even worse, as if he was not fostered, but a slave they had taken.

Moser, who traveled over here, moved away within a few days. I really don't know how the original owner stayed for so long.

Now that I'm getting better, I don't want to tell them, lest there be any family drama.

Now I don't need to go to school anymore.

Ordinary people go to school to have a better future.

Moser now has tens of billions of gold bars and antiques waiting for him to use. It doesn't seem to matter whether he goes to school or not.

Just as he was thinking, another ringtone interrupted his thoughts. He picked it up and saw that the caller was from an unfamiliar number this time.

After connecting, a slightly familiar voice came, "Moser, this is Stark."

"What's the matter?" Moser looked at the time, it was only a few hours in the morning, and Stark called himself.

"Didn't you say you could study your sword for me? I really can't wait, and I want to ask if you are free now." Stark laughed.

"Now, yes, you can give me your address, and I will find you." Mercer said.

"You came to find me?" Stark was taken aback. "This is what I want from you. I'll go to you. I'll trouble you to come to me."

"It's not a trouble, I also want to see your steel armor, isn't it convenient?" Moser said.

"Haha, of course not, I welcome you very much, come on, I'll send you the address, and you can just drive in later." Stark laughed.

The two of them hung up the phone without chatting, and Moser received a text message on his phone.

Moser took a few glances, then got up, washed up, and went out with the confinement on.

Originally, it could be reached directly with the space gem, but if you can drive, you still drive, and you don't rush there.

Such a good car can't just be lost like this, it can still be driven from time to time, unless the place to go is really far away.

More than 40 minutes later, Mercer, who was racing all the way, came to the place.

The mansion Stark lived in was much larger than Mercer's small villa, and the cost must have been tens of millions of dollars, not to mention the design inside.

Walking to the gate, the automatic door on the side opened, and a word with an English accent came into Moser's ears.

"You are Mr. Mercer, please come in, Mr. Stark is already waiting for you in the studio."

Mercer turned his head to look at a small camera on the eaves next to him. This should be the artificial intelligence Stark has been using, Jarvis.

Without saying much, Moser drove directly towards the opened automatic door.

After driving in, it is a relatively empty studio. On the right side of the front, the work table and those materials are placed there, and on the left side are several good cars collected by Stark himself.

It's just that there is a flame scratch on the front cover of several cars there, and Moser knows what's going on at a glance. It was accidentally burned by Stark when he was studying the steel armor.

One of the parking spaces was vacant, which seemed to be reserved for Moser.

Moser walked down, and the confinement automatically stopped.

"Finally waiting for you!"

Stark walked up with a smile and shook hands with Mercer. Although the latter was young, he did not put on any high airs.

"Is this your car that turns into a robot? It looks so handsome!"

Stark looked at the confinement with excitement, and he paid attention to it when it backed into the garage just now.

"Yes." Moser smiled, "Confinement, come, let him transform into a human form to see, yes, you have to bend your waist, there is not enough space for you to stand."

This studio is more than five meters high, and the height of the confinement is still a little higher. If you want to become a human, you can only sit or squat.

Confinement responded with a sound of deformation, and turned into a robot form.

As expected, it can't stand up in this place, and can only squat down once it deforms.

Squatting there, like a wronged big boy.