Marvel's Reborn Mecha Empire

"Tony Stark is coming, and he will definitely come." March said to Ethan, "Their target is Tony Stark."

"Tony Stark?" Ethan didn't react, but he immediately figured out the relationship. "You mean, they want to hijack Tony Stark as a threat, so that they can easily obtain Stark." Industrial weapons?”

March shook his head. Referring to the tragic experience of his own family, he felt that the other party did not want to save Tony Stark's life.

"Tony Stark is a person who is not popular, but he is very principled." March said, "Wealth is not what he pursues. He exports weapons to extremist organizations in order to make money. Although he and I have some differences, But I also think he’s too disdainful to do such a low-level business.”

Ethan has been given some information about the weapons market by Ma Qi in the past few days, and he understands what Ma Qi means.

If Tony Stark ignores these extremist organizations, where do the large quantities of Stark Industries weapons here come from?

smuggling? theft? Seized?

Stop making trouble. We are all adults. At this time, we should face the dark side of human nature obediently. It will not cause any psychological pressure for outsiders like Ethan and March to believe that there are moths inside Stark Enterprises.

It’s not your own business, so you’re worried that if there are so many people, others won’t give them a share of it, right?

Of course, this is true if it is said by pure gourmets, but neither Madge nor Ethan can safely watch a show and become a gourmand.

March wants to track down the blood feud of his family. Although he has no conclusive evidence that the extremist organization here has a definite relationship with the mastermind behind the murder of two generations of his family, his intuition tells him that even if he is not the real owner, in this regard they There must be nothing to do with it.

And if nothing else goes wrong now, they should have started to have a bigger appetite after eating Vanke Industries, and their targets were upgraded and enlarged along with their appetites, and they fell on the new victim reserve Stark Industries.

March doesn't want to see this happen. Don't get me wrong, he is not worried about the Stark family. For him, although the feud between the Vanke family and the Stark family is too far away, his grandfathers Anton and Howard Any kind of conflict is really unfamiliar to him. Whether the other party's business is booming or losing money or going bankrupt, it has nothing to do with him.

What he is worried about is that if the people here succeed again, and he believes that they are inevitably related to the extremist organization here and the enemy he wants to track down, then it will not be a good thing for him to let them succeed again and increase their power. information.

Ethan's reason is relatively simple. This is his hometown. He doesn't want the illegal warlords here to expand and expand again and continue to cause trouble here. This is why he is obviously a man with a small reputation in the world. The reason why I am willing to return to this chaotic and backward hometown.

He wanted to change the bad situation here, but he was powerless.

And now, he knew something even worse. The warlords here were no longer satisfied with the status quo and wanted to expand further. If their actions against Stark succeeded, Ethan would be able to come up with some follow-up triggers with just a little thought. bad situation.

He can't make the situation here better now, but he may be able to prevent it from getting worse.

"March." "Ethan."

The two of them called each other's name in unison.

Ma Qi said that you are old, respect the old and love the young. There are no young people here, so respect the old and you come first.

Ethan gathered his thoughts and then spoke.

"Ma Qi, I know you have secrets you are hiding from me. I don't know what your intentions are against these thugs, but I guess you are not with them."

"My hometown is Gemila, the town where we met. I went back to pay homage to my family that day. Yes, to pay homage. They have all passed away and died at the hands of the conflicts between warlords in this area. Oh, I didn’t tell you that there seem to be many extremist organizations here, but in fact they are all controlled by a warlord. They claim to be freedom fighters. According to my investigation, they may have more profound origins, but I didn’t check arrive."

"I..." Ethan wanted to talk to March about his ideals again, but he stopped when he was about to speak. He was a little arrogant and overestimated his abilities. He was really embarrassed to speak like this, and in the end he could only A simple and straightforward statement.

"I want to stop them from continuing to do evil. I can't make this place better, but I can't watch it get worse." Ethan said what he wanted to do, and then looked at March, "I hope Please help me."

March was speechless for a moment. He only knew that Ethan was a local, but he didn't know what happened to him. No wonder his expression was a little strange when he said he was a good father before.

"You've already said it, what else can I say?" March started the vehicle, "I'm sorry, Ethan."

Ethan was puzzled. He thought March was going to reject him, but his expression and tone didn't look like him.

"I have used you before. Although the plan did not reach the stage of actually using you, I did it. I do have some little secrets, similar to yours, and they are also related to my family." Ma Qi stopped here. He stopped and said, "Maybe it's because of my age. I'm not as far-sighted as you think. I want to eradicate problems from the social environment. Sometimes I'm just a fool who puts myself in crisis on impulse. I'm here to seek revenge."

It was nothing unexpected for Ethan. It was not strange for anyone to be blamed for the blood feud carried by those freedom fighters.

"So now our goals are roughly the same. To put it simply, we are to cause trouble for them." Ma Qi was very open-minded.

Add trouble?

"Well, we want to stop them." Ethan slightly corrected Madge's statement.

"Please, there are only two of us, we are not Batman and Superman, don't think too highly of yourself, be realistic." March increased the speed of the car as he spoke, "Fasten your seat belt, I don't have a driver's license. "

Ethan smiled, he was right, March was indeed willing to help him.

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it."

"Doctor, this is your problem. There are thousands of roads, safety is the first priority, driving is irregular, and your loved ones are in tears." Ma Qi said it in Chinese halfway through, and he knew Ethan could understand it.

But after saying this, he fell silent, and so did Ethan.

Relatives shed tears, they no longer have any relatives.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's not mine." Madge broke the awkward atmosphere, "I'll pay attention to it in the future."

"It's okay, you don't have to apologize. It's my fault. I will pay attention to it in the future." Ethan did not pursue March's small language mistake, and then put on his seat belt, "Pay attention to traffic safety."

At this moment, the two of them can be regarded as the first step from meeting each other by chance to sharing weal and woe to sincere friendship. Men should be like this. Real friends like each other and can talk together regardless of other matters.

At least these days together, March feels that Ethan is a good person. Rather than being a friend by his side, he also regards him as an elder worthy of respect and communication. This is what he lacks now, after losing his family. He has also experienced autism. If his belief in finding out the truth hadn't driven him forward, whether he could have sustained himself enough to set foot here was a question.

Of course, his personality has become much more cheerful now, and the more important factor is the awakening of his memory as a reincarnated user who should not have existed and whose world line has changed.

Even if he still doesn't know what kind of person he was in his last life.

America, Stark Industrial Park.

Obadiah Stane, a senior executive who had been working hard for the company when Howard was in charge of Stark Enterprises, was currently in his mansion with no one around. Although he also had a family, he did not value it. Family, so that his wife and children had very little contact with him after the branch office. He was the only one in the huge living room at this time.

Leaning on the sofa, holding an unlit cigar in his mouth, Obaday was thinking. Even now, he was still a little confused.

What he was confused about was naturally related to Tony Stark who went to Afghanistan to show off his latest work.

Obadiah is no longer satisfied with being a collaborator of the Stark family and the second-in-command within the company. He believes that the current flourishing performance of Stark Enterprises is not due to the freedom to come and go, but only to invent other things. The bullshit young master.

Huh, yes, he is just a young man. A man who is almost forty years old is still like those rich second-generation playboys in their twenties who have not even started a family. How can you expect such a person to pay attention to the people around him? It's not easy, it's true that he thinks too much.

It's time for this hen that laid golden eggs to come to an end.

Obaday has even found a new partner. Even if one person cannot compare to Tony Stark, what about a team? What about an organization?

There is a saying in China that three stooges are equal to Zhuge Liang, but Obaday really doesn't believe it. Without Tony Stark, can the earth stop spinning?

The eyes of the whole world are on him, and who knows how much he has paid for the company.

It's just that he has a good father, Obadiah, who had already begun to go astray in his thinking, thought angrily, but he didn't know that wisdom cannot be explained by genetics alone.

The door of the living room opened silently. Obaday stared at the door. There was no sound, the figure was erratic like a ghost, and the person whose face could not be seen clearly entered the living room.

"Mr. Stan, it seems that you have put aside the last bit of hesitation." The visitor's tone was very calm, "Have you decided to join us?"

Obadei looked at the other person, and the other person seemed to be looking at him, but under the dim light, all Obadei could see was a mask that looked very simple in style.

"As long as the previous conditions remain unchanged, I will add one more thing." Obadiah said, "I want the right to speak, don't take me as a scapegoat."

"No problem, we had this plan originally. You are our promising development target. I only welcome you to join on my own behalf." The masked man leaned slightly and made a gesture with some special etiquette. He took out a small box and placed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"This is your token, we will be our own from now on."

Obadiah did not take the initiative to pick it up. He just nodded and watched the other party silently exit the living room before picking up the small box.

The worthless jewelry box was so cheap that Obadiah wouldn't even look at it.

But when he opened it and saw the ring inside, he smiled. It seemed that the other party was really sincere.

The green gems inlaid on it were full of cracks, but they were not disintegrated and shattered at all. The symbol of the zigzag lightning could still be vaguely seen. This special form was as genuine as he knew.