In the desert of the Middle East, the billionaire Mr. Shit Dako who was captured alive has been in jail for almost a month. During this month, he has been in a half-asleep state because he was accidentally injured during the terrorist attack. These days
, Stark, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, hovered on the verge of death several times until he was finally transferred to the terrorist's lair, and then was saved by a doctor named Ethan.
Stark had just woken up and was taken out by the terrorists without even wiping the blood from his face.
Then the terrorist pointed at the Jericho missiles he had built and said he wanted them too, and asked Stark to build a few for him.
Stark immediately refused, but the terrorists refused to give in and released future technology exoskeleton armor, saying that they also wanted this thing. Although it was not designed by Stark, it would not be a problem for Stark to build it!
"What do you think I am!"
The billionaire was so angry that his chest hurt. He immediately shook his head and said that he would not do it. If you dare, kill me. Then the terrorist boss loaded the AK with a click.
"I need time, materials, and assistants!"
Stark made his request decisively.
After being thrown back into the dark prison, Stark couldn't help but feel sad. Originally, he thought it was cool to be in the limelight, but now, he just wanted to return to his luxurious house and have another delicious burger.
As he thought about it, Stark couldn't help but think of his parents who were gone. What would he do if Howard were here instead?
Stark recalled the stories about World War II that his father told him when he was a child. He occasionally hoped that a hunter would fall from the sky and save him from dire straits.
But now that he is being held here with an electromagnet stuck in his chest, who can he expect?
Do you really want to build missiles?
Stark thought for a while and then gave up the idea. As one of America's top ten arms dealers, he naturally understands the principle that a cunning rabbit dies before a good dog is cooked. If a missile is built, I'm afraid he will be the first to die!
If you can’t build a missile, then build something that allows you to escape!
Stark thought of the exoskeletons he had seen about future technology and instantly had an idea!
On ordinary days, Stark would have ridiculed the exoskeleton prosthetic limbs with rough technology in the future, because they were too rough to look like and had no aesthetics at all, but now, he didn't care about the aesthetics anymore.
After drawing a few sketches in his mind, Stark convinced the doctor on the side and began to prepare for escape.
Chen Mo knew very well about Stark's predicament, because the long-range search radar and earth observation sensors carried by the Dark Star could even see rats moving underground, but Chen Mo had no intention of saving him, or so he said.
By the way, Chen Mo is Stark's elder, and according to the rules, Stark must come to visit!
And it’s okay to make the playboy suffer a little!
Chen Mo has other things to do. Although his own armor is in good shape, there are still a lot of problems. It just so happens that the Dark Star has a lot of scientists, and leaving it to them can be regarded as a specialization in the art!
The scientists were full of praise for the manufacturing process of the armor, but expressed their anger at the haphazardly spliced parts and rough welding techniques. After learning that these things were made by Chen Mo, an old man with a tall Mediterranean height pondered for a moment and said.
"Boss, what you did is actually quite good, but don't do it again in the future!"
What else could Chen Mo do? Experts still had to respect them, especially these scientific research madmen. He could only nod.
"The child is ignorant and picks up the phone randomly. He won't do it next time!"
After handing over the armor to the experts for refinishing, Chen Mo had no interest in spying on Stark on the spaceship. He simply planned to go back to New York, or go to Washington to visit the Aerospace Museum. However, when Chen Mo arrived on the ground, he remembered that he had not seen Na for a long time. Tasha.
So after he asked for Natasha's address, he planned to go to her home to surprise her.
Chen Mo bought a cake and prepared stuffed toys that little girls like, and then quietly hid in the other party's room, waiting to scare Natasha.
But after the other party entered the door, he was also keenly aware of the presence of someone at home, and then tiptoed towards Chen Mo. After Chen Mo saw Natasha approaching him through the wall, he also tried to tiptoe back.
The two of them circled each other's apartment as if they were playing hide-and-seek.
Although Natasha was sure there was someone at home, because Chen Mo was hiding from her, she couldn't find Chen Mo, so she could only give up and go back to the living room to wait for Chen Mo to take the initiative.
Chen Mo thought that the other party had given up the search, so he tiptoed over to Natasha. Before he could touch Natasha's shoulder, the other party had already moved forward like a cheetah, holding Chen Mo's neck between his thighs and about to throw her to the ground.
Chen Mo, on the other hand, was standing on the spot like an iron tree. Natasha tried her best but could not knock Chen Mo down. She could only release her thighs fiercely and look down at Chen Mo.
"Who are you?"
"Smailu, Smailu!"
Chen Mo was pinched between his thighs. Although he felt something was wrong, he still said the secret code of the two of them.
"Mr. Serent!"
After Natasha saw Chen Mo's face clearly, she immediately came up with a big hug in surprise. Chen Mo felt the shock in her arms and could only sigh with emotion, the child has grown up!
Then Natasha, like a hard-working little daughter-in-law, hurriedly asked Chen Mo to sit down, and then began to look around for coffee, water glasses, and desserts, trying to make Chen Mo feel the warmest reception.
"Mr. Serent, when did you come back?"
"A few days ago, I didn't expect that after being separated for so long, you would become an elite SHIELD agent!"
"It's all your teachings!"
Natasha's eyes no longer had the sharpness and sharpness of the past, only warmth and admiration remained.
"I didn't teach you anything, it's all your own efforts!"
Chen Mo looked at the house. It seemed that the other party had lived a good life over the years. Although the house was not as big as his, it was just as cozy. It seemed that the black widow who was not accompanied by pain and suffering was also a very good choice!
The two chatted about many interesting things that happened over the years, and after Chen Mo ate the curry chicken rice prepared by the other party, he was about to leave, but was stopped by Natasha.
"Mr. Serent, there is room at home!"
"Ah, don't you and Yelena have the same bedroom?"
Chen Mo was puzzled. Forget it if he was allowed to sleep on the sofa. He was going to a five-star hotel, preferably one with its own casino and nightclub!
"It's okay. My bed is big and I have extra bedding at home. We can sleep together!"
Natasha looked at Chen Mo with wide eyes with a hint of expectation and joy.
Why does the blood dk feel more meaty than the anti-rider, but the output is much lower. So far, I only have enough cjq to get a four-piece set.
