[Comprehensive Yingmi] It’s all the face that hurt me

New York, Avengers Tower.

"... sir, the report shows that your physical function is at its lowest point. If you don't eat immediately, you will probably faint in the laboratory due to hypoglycemia."

Tony Stark continued with his hands without looking up.

His many semi-formed robots started to get busy. A mechanical arm couldn't bear to see its master ruining its body so much, it took out a stack of cakes from the temporary refrigerator next to it, and gently placed it on Tony's head.

His hands trembled, he turned the screw in the wrong direction, and the cake splashed all over his face.

Tony yelled: "...Stupid! If you do this again I'll tear you apart, I really will."

"Sorry." The mechanical boy said, "Sorry."

"Sir, the report shows—"

"Okay, I see, thank you," Tony reluctantly pulled himself out of the experiment, he blinked his big caramel-colored eyes, and fiddled with his forehead hair hanging in front of his eyes, "Is the kid here? "

The mechanical arm named Xiaoben diligently brought him a new plate again, which contained a new strawberry flavored product from one of his favorite donut shops. Tony grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth .

"It's not bad this time," he said appreciatively.

Tony touched the mechanical arm with his free hand, and he was always rewarding and punishing.

He stood in the middle of a pile of mechanical products, looking around his electronic dynasty, where he was the leader with absolute right to speak.Tony Stark is a rare genius, he thought to himself.

As soon as Tony's voice fell, the room fell into a brief silence, and then, on the electronic board that he could see, English words began to appear on the electronic board—and he gave an affirmative answer at the same time.

Tony snapped his fingers, and jazz music started playing in the room. He hummed and grabbed the towel next to him and began to wipe his hair.

He was intoxicated for a moment, then tossed aside the towel, which was stained with cake, grease, and a little champagne, and walked out.

As soon as Tony walked out the door, he saw two pairs of eyes staring at him.

"You look like you just crawled out of a dump," said Happy, disgusted.

This was Tony's daring assistant all along, and if he wasn't really useful, Tony would have fired him sooner or later.

"Mr. Stark!" The other stood up directly, looking at him anxiously.

He has soft brown hair with slightly curly ends, looking young and clean, it seems very inconsistent for him to appear in the Avengers Building-because he is too young.

"Peter, sit down first."

Peter Parker sat down obediently.

"Recently there have been more reports on Spider-Man." Tony pointed out something. He sat opposite Peter and stretched his body. "Good neighbor in New York, it sounds pretty good. Your approval rate is quite high."

Because of the idol's praise, Peter's cheeks flushed a little: "It's not that exaggerated."

Although it is true that he is Spider-Man, he has only appeared in the public eye for a short time, and if it is not for the sponsorship of Iron Man, he is still called pajama baby on YouTube because of that costume.

Tony found him a month ago and designed a new battle suit for him, which was even equipped with AI. It was like a fairy godmother who fell from the sky and stunned the little spider who had just stepped into the superhero world.

He didn't even know what Iron Man was looking for in him.

Although Tony was his guide on the path of immature Superhero, so far, he only let him do some small tasks, and never let him come into contact with really dangerous people.

"I just perfected your new suit." Tony said, and he hooked his hands in the air.

Peter waited expectantly for a spider suit to fly in mid-air, just like Iron Man's cool outfit, but he couldn't wait for anything.

Happy rolled his eyes vaguely, went to the counter and poured a glass of champagne, then stuffed it into Tony's hand.

Peter: "..."

Tony bowed his head in satisfaction and took a sip: "Do you have a suit? Not the old-fashioned 'loose fit' suit."

Peter said, "I have..."

"Not expensive enough, I guess."

Peter closed the wheat.

"Follow me to Star City tonight, we are going to participate in an auction."

"I haven't finished my vacation homework..."

Tony looked at him, Peter hesitated, and compromised - there were still two days left of the holiday anyway.

"I'll ask Happy to send you two close-fitting suits, and you'll wear those suits when the time comes, and don't forget to bring your battle suit." Tony urged.

Putting his hands on his knees, Peter asked curiously, "Why are there two suits? And will there be an auction?"

"Obviously, we'll be going for two days." Without giving Peter time to object, Tony continued, "Also, the answer is 'Yes, we're likely to fight.'"

"Ah...ah?!" Peter was stunned.

"Tonight, we need to participate in that auction. The next night, Star City Quinn Enterprises also held a banquet, and I need you to be there both times."

Peter didn't know much about the auction, after all, he was just an ordinary high school student.

As for Quinn Enterprises...he had read many reports about it in the newspapers.

Quinn Enterprises is a super chaebol with Wayne Enterprises, Stark Corporation, and Lex Corporation in a four-legged pattern.

The headquarters of the company is set up in Star City, a modern city full of luxury and luxury. It is said that the central city there is no different from Manhattan, New York. It occupies the best location in Star City like a giant.

It was reported that there was a scandal that the Quinns were the cruelest aristocratic family in Star City, and that the Quinns had sucked all the resources of Star City for generations to maintain their absolute superiority.

"Whether it's the auction or the banquet of Quinn's Enterprise this time, it's very exciting." Tony said.

Instead of giving Peter more time to think, he turned on the projector.

Immediately, several boards with blue lights appeared in front of Peter.

Tony seemed to have no intention of explaining to him for the time being, Peter blinked and looked over one by one.

The first section is related to Quinn. In the screen, a luxury car with a price that would give poor Peter a heart attack passed by. The delicate and indifferent side face of the boy sitting in the back flashed past, and then he was no longer seen. The scene inside.

"Him?" Peter didn't know why.

"Keep watching." Tony ignored his doubts.

Afterwards, the luxury car stopped, and the screaming and flashing lights of the media made the camera shake a little. The car door was opened respectfully by the bodyguards who got out of the car first, and they drove away the gathered reporters.

The blond rich man Oliver Quinn got down from the front seat, causing a lot of screams, and then the rear door was opened, and the boy Peter saw jumped out, Oliver took his hand, and the two walked to the red carpet .

The picture ended like this, and it was fixed on Oliver's gentle gaze.

"what have you found?"

"Uh..." Peter thought, "Is this a continuous picture?"

Tony nods.

"I don't think it's the same person in the back seat."

"It's the same guy," Tony said. "He's changed his face. He wasn't wearing glasses before."

He specifically went back and showed it to Peter, and this time Peter's thinking became clearer.

"So...he deliberately kept others from knowing what he looked like?" Peter was puzzled, "Why? Is he shameful? Or is he some kind of criminal?"

"Bruce and I both agree that the face he released is not the real face. I haven't shown this image to anyone else, and—"

Tony reached out and touched his chin: "He may have something to do with Hydra."

"Nine-headed... what?! Hydra?"

Peter almost jumped up.

He has seen the aerial photography of Captain America fighting Hydra. The group of evil organizations tried to destroy and control the world, but the plot was stopped by Captain America.

However, doesn't it mean that it has been cleared?How could they suddenly reappear in Star City?

Could it be that Hydra is about to resurface again? !

"I'm not sure," Tony said, "but we found a lot of information on him in an abandoned Hydra base."

In fact, this is also a point that confuses Tony, because those materials focus on the aspect of brainwashing and control, and their comrade-in-arms Bucky Barnes has experienced all of this——

So the Avengers also need to understand what happened to that boy.

Peter's complexion changed, and finally he said firmly: "I will be happy to help you investigate, Mr. Stark!"

The childish swearing almost made Tony laugh.

"You don't have to be so nervous," he said. "Come and meet people, so you don't have to be a fool sometime."

Tony pointed with his finger, and several names appeared.

"This one belongs to the Quinn family, you just need to remember Oliver and the suspect Atar."

Peter silently memorized the name Atal Quinn several times.He stared curiously at Atar's expressionless snapshot. It is worth mentioning that the other person is really good-looking.

He was simply the best-looking peer Peter had ever seen.

This is all a disguised appearance, Peter thought, what is his real appearance like?

"Wayne Group will also attend, probably Bruce Wayne and Tim Drake."

Coincidentally, Peter knew both names.

Bruce is a famous playboy in Gotham, and Tim is his adopted son. These two people appear in the Gotham newspaper every day.

The difference is that Bruce is the entertainment front page, while his adopted son Tim is the economics section.

"I remember," Peter said. "Is there any more?"

It is not difficult for him to remember these people, because the names of these people often appear in major newspapers and news.

"The last one, Lex Luthor and his little clone, Lionel Luthor." Tony shrugged, "They are the ones who need to be careful, especially little Lionel."

About cloning, in their circle, it was not a secret at all.What's more, Lex didn't hide what he had done at all, and openly put the taboo thing of cloning on the bright side.

The main reason, Tony guessed, was because he had succeeded.

He had seen this kid Lionel once from afar. His terrifying strength and his steel body, which was almost the same as that of a Kryptonian, were enough to deter many people who disagreed with this.

"Human cloning?" Peter asked confusedly, "Has it been successful?"

"Half Kryptonian."

"What?!—like Superman?"

Peter has seen pictures of Superman taken by others. The other party casually smashed through the entire building. Not only can he fly at the speed of light, but his eyes can also shoot red rays. He has the talents of a man of steel and super hearing.

Tony nodded calmly.

Peter showed a desperate expression, and then looked forward to it: "Mr. Stark, none of these people will participate in the auction, right? It's just a banquet?"

Tony shook his head cruelly.

Peter collapsed on the sofa, with a glimmer of hope remaining, he asked weakly: "Then... what about the remaining couples of rich people? Are, are they ordinary people?..."

"Oliver is Arrow and Bruce is Batman."

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Peter was slashed, covered his face, and wailed, "...God."

In the past, he would have never dared to think of fighting these people!

"I can't," said Peter weakly.

"Kid, attack them from the inside, you deal with Atar." Tony put on his sunglasses and put on a smile, "Go attack him."

"Attack, strategy...?"

"—With me, Iron Man, are you afraid you won't be able to finish it?"

The author has something to say: Tony: Confident jg

Peter (tearful cat head): As soon as he comes, he will be a big one, as expected of Mr. Stark!

Successful meeting.

Why does it feel like every faction is a big one with a small one? 2333

In the end, it was added, and it will be updated at six points in the future

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