In Marvel: Too Many S-Class Talents to Use

Because the top floor is Tony Stark's private territory.

Obadiah looked at the mysterious oriental man in a well-tailored suit and trench coat, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Fate, I never thought that the person who would have the courage to accept this mission would be a gentleman like you."

Su Ming understood the hidden meaning behind his words. He just wanted to show off his skills.

At the same time, I also remembered things about him.

"It's you, old buddy~

He was doing things behind Tony's back, wishing Tony would die suddenly so that he could take his place.

This guy was the one who initiated the mission to kill Tony..."

When Obadiah Stan introduced himself, Su Ming thought of this person and complained in his heart.

Lift your arms slightly——

shuh~

A playing card sank into the reinforced concrete wall at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, raising a cloud of dust.

Obadiah's pupils shrank.

"Master!"

A moment of joy:

"Great! I didn't expect that just throwing out a mission on the black market would attract such a person!

Tony, I'm sorry, your time has come...

hey-hey. "

Obadiah looked at Su Ming excitedly:

"Mr. Fate, my friend~

You haven't answered me yet, about the second mission, I mean... you know, that matter, how are you thinking about it?"

Su Ming looked at the bald man in front of him with some amusement.

After all, it's normal to feel a little guilty about openly caring about someone's life downstairs of Tony's building.

"Of course! As a bounty hunter, it makes no sense not to make money.

But, Mr. Employer, do you mind if I complete the bodyguard mission first and then proceed with the subsequent missions?"

The one million for the bodyguard is mine! The three million for the murder—also mine!

This is what Su Ming is thinking at the moment.

Seeing that Su Ming had officially accepted his commission, Obadiah was as happy as a child:

"Okay! Okay! Mr. Fate, I just hope that after returning from Ah Fu Han, you can take action as soon as possible!

The commission has already been deposited into the trading bank's account. When the task is completed, the trading bank will naturally give you the reward immediately."

Clapping his hands, Obadiah seemed to be in a good mood:

"Come on, Mr. Fate, I'll take you to meet this playboy."

Su Ming nodded in agreement. Indeed, Tony had slept with almost every cover girl on Maxim Magazine...

When the helicopter landed at the Bayfront Villa in Malibu, California.

Su Ming once again sighed that Tony really knew how to enjoy life. This sea view villa, which is dominated by glass curtain walls, metal lines and minimalist style, faces the Pacific Ocean, has a private beach and a magnificent view of the bay. It is surrounded by cliffs and green plants and is one of the premier luxury homes in California.

Following Obadiah to the upstairs living room, I saw Tony's assistant, Pepper Potts, dealing with the blonde woman Tony had spent the night with.

"I'll do anything Mr. Stark asks, and that includes occasionally taking care of his leftover trash from last night."

The blonde woman's pretty face turned red and white with anger because of Pepper. She snatched the clothes from her hand and ran out.

Obadiah gave Pepper a thumbs-up, and Pepper gave him a brief professional smirk before turning and walking into Tony's work area.

Giving Su Ming a look, Obadiah followed closely...

In the work area.

Tony Stark is concentrating on repairing a car.

It was a classic car, and although it looked very old, the paint and patterns were still very bright.

Su Ming knew that it was this classic car that gave Tony inspiration, and the main color of Mark's armor came from this.

Obadiah quietly told Su Ming that it was a 1932 Ford Flathead Ruster.

Nodding politely, Su Ming was not very interested in this old car. He was carefully observing Tony Stark, the Iron Man who would save the world in the future.

The slightly fluffy dark brown short hair is naturally curly, and messy because the owner is concentrating on mechanical maintenance.

His eyes were narrow and sharp, with dark brown pupils, and his focused gaze carried a hint of arrogance.

The eyebrows are thick and neatly trimmed, which enhances the facial features. The chin is slightly pointed and has a strong jawline.

And that distinctive mustache...

Finally meeting Tony Stark, Su Ming sighed inwardly:

“It’s exactly like in the movie!”

Pepper took a notebook and reported Tony's itinerary item by item, making timely records of every decision Tony made.

After a few brief conversations, Su Ming learned that today was Pepper Potts' birthday.

"Obi? What brings you here?"

Just as Tony finished his coffee and turned around, he finally saw Obadiah and Su Ming.

But he only greeted Obadiah. Although he saw Su Ming, he immediately turned his gaze to Obadiah.

The words "arrogant" are interpreted very well.

Su Ming understood him and didn't show anything, but Obadiah became anxious:

"Tony, I heard you're going to Afuhan. Terrorists are rampant there, and you need protection! This is what I found specifically for you..."

"No need, Obi...!"

Tony glanced at Su Ming and frowned slightly:

"The company has a dedicated security department, and there is also local military protection. I don't need additional bodyguards."

After saying that, he picked up his coat and left the room, with Assistant Pepper following closely behind in her high heels.

Obadiah looked at Su Ming, a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes:

"Mr. Fate, it looks like your first mission is going to fail..."

Chapter 9 Scarlet Fate

On a private jet.

Surrounded by dynamic music, Tony Stark and Air Force Major James Rhodes drank some wine.

A steel pipe slowly rose from the cabin floor, and the flight attendants danced around the pipe in their cool clothes.

Although the destination was a war-torn hell on earth, there was singing and dancing on the plane.

This is very consistent with Tony Stark's style - enjoy life in the moment.

Not to mention that James Rhodes was only able to leave after Tony stood him up for three hours, and on the plane, he dragged Tony to chatter non-stop under the influence of alcohol...

Su Ming was on the plane back to Manhattan, listening to old Obadiah's complaints:

"Tony, that bastard! I kindly arranged such a powerful bodyguard for him, but he didn't even want it! He's so stubborn!"

Watching Obadiah's performance, Su Ming had a playful expression:

"Pretend! Keep pretending..."

Obadiah calmly set the channel he and Su Ming were talking on to private, and whispered:

“Mr. Fate, it seems that the bodyguard mission was just wishful thinking on my part.

But it doesn't matter, I will arrange for you to go to Afuhan next, and you can start the second mission directly."

As he spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Su Ming was thoughtful:

"Yes, Mr. Employer. But I need to wait a while before leaving. Also, when the time comes, I need to know where Mr. Stark is."

A hint of hesitation flashed in Obadiah's eyes. In order to ensure the death of Tony Stark, he had already contacted Alfred's Ten Rings Gang.

But this is a highly confidential matter. How could the future chairman of Stark Industries have any connection with terrorists?

While thinking in his heart, he said confidently:

“Regarding this, no problem, I will promptly inform you of his whereabouts through the mission phone.

Also, I'm sorry for causing Mr. Fate to lose his bodyguard mission...

I will give you $50 as compensation."

Su Ming looked at the bald man in front of him with some surprise. Every wrinkle on his face revealed sincerity at this moment, as if he was really sorry that Su Ming did not earn 100 million.

"Look! This is what a capitalist is like—daring to take a gamble when it comes to profit."

If it weren't for his own abilities, if it weren't for the purpose of killing Tony Stark, Obadiah would never have been so diligent.

Su Ming expressed his gratitude and happily accepted Obadiah's compensation, and promised to complete the task.

[+$50, account balance: $551380]

……

Walking on the streets of Manhattan, looking at the suit shops with the words "high-end customization" written on them.

Su Ming thought it was time to buy himself a similar set of clothes.

Although dress-style suits are luxurious, they are likely to be tattered once engaged in combat, so sports-style suits are more suitable.

After explaining his requirements to the old tailor in the store and taking measurements, he turned and walked out of the store.

The old tailor looked at Su Ming's departing back through his reading glasses and murmured:

"How long has it been since I've seen such a perfectly proportioned figure? Those athletic-style clothes are such a waste!

Can’t do anything…”

……

The day of departure arrived in the blink of an eye. It was only after Obadiah urged Su Ming several times that Su Ming decided to set off.

"What's the rush? Tony won't be able to get out anytime soon."

I'm rubbing my armor with my hands~

Su Ming first went to the underground exchange to retrieve the finished throwing knives.

50 titanium alloy throwing knives gleaming with cold light are neatly inserted into the magic knife sheath.

He casually pulled out a knife that was slightly heavy and slightly longer than his finger. The smooth blade reflected his face. In Su Ming's powerful vision, the tip of the blade was extremely sharp and smooth, without any flaws.

He nodded with satisfaction, but he didn't plan to try to throw one right away, as it would be bad to scare these craftsmen.

After listening to the craftsman's explanation, a hint of surprise flashed across Su Ming's face as he put on the magic knife sheath.

The design of the magic knife sheath is truly ingenious, with its conception and design more inclined towards actual combat. Su Ming can easily take out the throwing knives from different angles.

The scabbard can hold 50 titanium alloy throwing knives. The dense arrangement not only forms a defense, but also has no effect on Su Ming's actions.

Even if there is, it is just heavier, but this weight is not a problem at all in front of Su Ming's strengthened body.

Su Ming said that the delivery is fast, the quality is good, the appearance is good, and it is great value for money, and it deserves five-star praise!

To be honest, at first Su Ming thought that he was just custom-making a throwing knife in an underground exchange, but the price was ridiculously high, and he must have met a black-hearted person.

But now it seems that the high price is justified, and the craftsmen did put a lot of thought into it.

Thinking of this, Su Ming began to look forward to whether his customized combat uniform would be as eye-catching and attractive as the flying knife.

Not long after, Su Ming arrived in front of the old tailor in the suit shop.