World Code 427

"I am me!"

Stark was talking to himself, he was walking quietly on the street, he knew this was New York, and what he wants to know more now besides relaxation is more information about this world coded as 0427, although before When he grabbed his coat from the chair beside him, he was really hesitant to come out of this dark basement, because he didn't know if he would be stared at by someone again, but even so, his curiosity and restlessness In the end, he overcame the pain of physical weariness and the fear of the unknown enemy.

He walked along the sidewalk, his lowered hands were a little pale and weak.

"You fled into this basement because you owed 200 million dollars in gambling debts. The previous residence has long been their territory. You are addicted to gambling. This disease is very serious, but you enjoy it."

"I said I don't like gambling, and I don't even smoke." Stark refuted him, and the time went back to the time in the basement, and the two talked like this.

"cigar?"

"You should keep telling me what happened, but why did he develop a gambling habit?"

"I thought you should know more." Bill may have been teasing, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

And Stark immediately got angry: "To be honest, I really don't know more than Anthony Stark is a superhero who saves the world and saves the United States and brings the Avengers to the world."

"Because of the divorce, the information in the system shows that you divorced your wife and then became addicted to gambling and it got out of hand. After you quit your job, you started spending all your money day and night."

"The job, what did he do before?"

"Programming."

Tony wrapped his clothes tightly. The weather in the United States is unpredictable. Now the invasion of cold air makes Stark shrink his arms. Bill's words make him dumb, and he even finds it ridiculous. Stark is married, and now He is a divorced man, and he doesn't know who his wife is, and he doesn't know if he has a lovely daughter or a handsome son, but one thing is suspicious and very sure——he owes 200 million US dollars.

Damn, it's back to this topic again.

Tony blamed himself in his heart. He suddenly felt a little hungry when he saw the cakes and some small desserts in the store, but it was obvious that he didn't have the money to pay for that.

Coulson became a debt collector, but Peter reappeared in this world, a broken gambler himself, and now he has a dozen photos of superheroes, the only useful one he got from Bill. The message is: He has to find the people in these pictures.

"Don't be kidding, I don't even know if they are selling newspapers on the street or cleaning the toilets, tsk."

That wasn't ridicule, Stark just felt a little helpless, after all, who can accept that he has not only become the worst life attitude and state of the hero in his mind, but also made all the previous stable life into a mess.

Bill told him that the lives of all 0427 people were in his hands, but he didn't provide any clues other than this, and he didn't even care about Tony's life problems. The reason was simple: I was just an executor, and my mission It's just to guide you here and tell you all the stakes. Whether you can survive is your problem.

Stark kicked a stone hard to the side of the road, and a teenager on a bicycle turned around and cursed at Tony because the stone hit his car.

"Damn you bastard, who do you think you are! I'm Tony Stark."

Although he said so, Stark's voice gradually became quieter, yes, who cares who you Tony Stark is, and how many people know this ordinary name in this world.

At that time, Peter saved Stark's life, and they ran a long way, until Peter dragged Stark and staggered into a building, and barely escaped Coulson who was chasing after him, both of them were angry Panting, especially Tony, who hadn't recovered from the panic.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"No, it's not good at all——" Stark tried his best to calm his breathing, he clutched his injured abdomen, and turned out with Peter through the back door, "How could it be you, Peter Perry, oh Thank goodness I'm so lucky."

"What's your name?" Peter stared at Stark's tea-colored glasses and then looked down at the wound on the man's abdomen. He frowned and asked, "Is there any problem there?"

Stark waved his hand reluctantly at him: "Tony Stark, nice to meet you."

Perhaps for a second, Stark was still expecting the other party to yell in surprise and then asked him back full of astonishment: What?Tony Stark, Iron Man? !

But Stark was wrong, and the answer he got was just a nod from the other party.

"Very good, Stark," Peter licked his dry lips, he casually stroked the remaining sea that fell from his forehead with his hand, then raised his body and looked towards the direction he was running from, "...Did you see that?"

"what?"

"I saw someone standing on the top of the building looking at you, and then you were surrounded by a group of people downstairs, so I ran up. And what I want to say most is that the figure looks familiar, but I can't remember it " Peter turned around, his expression was so serious that he didn't seem to be lying, and his eyes seemed to be expecting the other party to give some clues.

Stark frowned vigorously, he echoed carefully, but he didn't have any impression, but he subconsciously spit out another person's name: "Sera?"

"Selah?!"

"No, I'm not talking about Selah," Stark covered the bleeding place with his palm, but his face was facing Peter. Some of his hair was soaked with sweat, like the sideburns, "I'm sorry I didn't see anyone, I was so focused on the group in front of me, I thought I was going to die."

Tony's honest answer made Peter nod: "Okay, I see, do I need to call 911 for you, or—"

"Nothing, I can go home by myself."

The reason for Stark's refusal was simple, because he heard another voice, which was the same as the black shadow in the alley before, it was Bill, so naturally, after thanking Peter Perry, Stark Just said goodbye to him and followed Bill to the damn basement.

But just after Stark had sorted these things out in his mind, he suddenly discovered what he should do.

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