Vol 15 Chapter 2 Tony Stark, behind-the-scenes Playboy boss (three-k)

“Because they called you by name.”

Coulson pursed his lips and took out a black cuboid from his pocket. He turned it over and placed it on the table. The thing was firmly attached to Tony’s desk. With a hum, it started.

The operable projection was released in an instant, and Tony stared at the projection in front of him without saying a word. Blockbuster texts and pictures flashed through his eyes.

“That’s the way it is,” Coulson said with pain. “They’d rather destroy everything than not get it – I don’t even know where they got it from.”

What a hell. Tony thought. A bunch of old politicians who have no money, no power, and no heart can actually get a nuclear bomb? What is the world kidding me?

More than one **** one.

“So what are they calling me for?”

“They want you to give a speech—after all, you’re more of an American voice than Captain, after all. I mean, you’re rich, Tony.”

Coulson’s words made Tony pull down his sunglasses and glance at him. To make sure he could see his disapproving eyes, Tony looked at him for a longer time. Then, he said, “Is it a sin to have money? Hell, after the disintegration of the whole New York, my company did the power supply, free of charge! Including rescue and disaster relief, providing weapons and equipment to the police station, and supporting the hospital.”

He counted his fingers and told everything he had done one by one.

“I’ve built eight new public schools in New York, set up twenty-one drug rehab centers, and given decent jobs to people who have to commit crimes because of their poor standard of living—damn, Colson, I even make every year Donate half of your profits to charity, real, charity, institution!”

“But, why in your words do I sound like a capitalist who should be hanged from a street lamp and exploit the people? Also a spokesperson for the American spirit?!”

Tony’s voice sharpened: “You don’t think this is a good word, do you?!”

“Stop, Tony, I’m not targeting you. That’s what they call it, actually, they’re using it quite politely.”

Coulson raised his hand carefully and placed it on the projection: “Let me show it to you.”

He slides the projection, and soon, a letter appears in front of Tony.

“Sincerely, Mr. Tony Stark.”

“You are a world-renowned explorer, inventor, scientist, and well-respected businessman and philanthropist. In you, there is no doubt that American courage, freedom and truth-seeking character. We did something wrong. , that’s true. But we still have a chance to turn things around, don’t we? Our people are facing a constant threat from that country, but we still have a chance—”

“—Okay, don’t look at it.”

After reading this, Tony made a neat gesture: “I know they haven’t changed a bit when I see this, Coulson. Damn, what’s wrong with these bastards? That country didn’t start a war on Afghanistan, didn’t Turning those poor people in the Middle East into terrorists and not treating Mexico as a drug company.”

He wanted to say more, but suddenly stopped and sighed.

“I can’t believe it, Colson. We used to live under such an idiot government.”

Tony muttered to himself: “And we still think it’s okay. Every penny paid by the taxpayers is taken by the bastards, the people at the bottom are suffering, and new social problems are born every day, and they are the most What is often discussed is how to use domestic civilians for human trials.”

“Stop talking, Tony.” Coulson pursed his lips again. “Let’s get down to business, shall we? They’ve assigned you to give a speech on TV, use your influence to force the continents to open a referendum again, whether to be one. Or they’ll detonate all the nuclear bombs.”

“How many in total?”

“Twelve.”

Tony cursed, “Do you know where to hide?”

“No clue at all.”

“I suggest you check out institutional databases like bi and cia.”

“It’s no use, Tony. In fact, as we talk, we’ve got our hands on every continent. The letter you’re looking at was sent a week ago, and we’ve been checking it all week. But nothing.”

“Doesn’t that mean they’re bluffing?”

Tony asked inexplicably: “There are seventeen technical consultants in the Shenspear Bureau, and everyone is similar to me. You are merged together, and there is my technical support. Logically, there should be nothing that can escape your search. ?”

“…we can’t bet, Tony.”

Coulson said patiently, “Yes, as things stand, there’s an eighty percent chance of them—”

“—97.8 percent.”

“…well, ninety-seven point eight percent. Even if there’s such a high probability that they’re bluffing, we can’t relax. We can’t play them with countless lives at stake. This big gamble. And this is the most critical issue, Tony. Although they have a high probability of bluffing, but…”

Coulson pursed his lips. “We have no clue where this letter came from. We can’t even find where they are. Do you understand?”

Tony whistled, pulling the elder. He stood up from his chair and pointed his **** at the ceiling.

“what are you doing?”

“I’m paying them my respects, Coulson. After all, if what you’re saying is true, I wonder where they’re spying on me. How could these guys have this technology even after they broke up? Looks like you guys were It’s not all about the highest technology. Well, whether they have nuclear bombs or not, I just want to say one thing.”

The frivolity disappeared, his back was straight, and Tony spoke with a serious face…

“I told Coulson, no way.”

In the burger shop, Tony said neatly: “Want me to do a televised speech, to be the guy who stirs everyone’s emotions? I don’t want to do this kind of thing that will be hung on the history book and stabbed in the spine, why. I’m not an idiot. Besides, a lot of people already hate Iron Man.”

He lowered his head a little lonely: “I don’t want some people to hate Tony Stark anymore.”

“What about the nuclear bomb?” He Shenyan asked softly. “Like Coulson said, what if the bomb was real? What would you do?”

“Damn, that’s why I’m going to meet the owner of that Playboy magazine.”

Tony exhaled irritably: “You don’t know, in fact, I bought that magazine ten years ago, and the owner is not a real person. He is a bionic robot created by me. I have it under the building of Playboy Magazine. A secret laboratory with my best experimental equipment.”

“If I needed one of the most efficient scanners in the world, I would have to go to that lab for ten days and a half months.”

He spoke as if he was certain that he would build the most efficient scanner in the world when he got in.

He Shenyan couldn’t help smiling, he liked this trait in Tony Stark, very similar to him. That unabashed confidence is essentially a loyalty to one’s own abilities.

“What are you laughing at?” Tony asked confused.

“It’s nothing, Tony. Just a sigh. Well, let’s put the fact that you’re actually the behind-the-scenes owner of Playboy magazine for a moment, and I don’t want to ask why you put the best lab equipment in the Playboy building. Down here…but I can’t stand this happening under the watchful eye of a Karma Taj.”

He stood up and walked out of the burger joint with Tony. They turned into an alley, a portal opened in front of them, and behind them was the Holy of Holies, Strange, wearing a casual shirt, was looking at them with a shocked face while holding coffee.

“Oh, stay safe, Strange.”

Tony walked in with a grin, looking curiously at the antique bookcases and some other seemingly mysterious things. He walked over to a display cabinet, stretched out his hand and fiddled with something similar to a censer that was placed on it. This action immediately drew Strange’s glaring eyes.

“Tony Stark! Get your hands off that censer! I bought it online!”

“…Wait, what?”

Tony almost thought he had heard it wrong, he looked around with a look of disbelief: “Dude, what’s wrong with you? You are a mage, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Supreme mage! No one has this title, look at where you live. The place, the Holy of Holies! Look at this cabinet again, how beautiful and charming, and you put an incense burner bought online on it?”

“Yeah, what, do you have an opinion?”

Strange gestured his **** impatiently, then looked at He Shenyan with a complicated expression.

“I noticed there was magic going on in you all the time,” Strange said softly. “Did you have any trouble?”

“No trouble.”

Smiling, He Shenyan didn’t tell him about his lonely seven hundred and thirty-one years. There is no need for that. He just smiled and glanced at the ring on Strange’s right ring finger: “Married?”

“yes.”

Strange smiled embarrassedly. “Well…you weren’t there, but we didn’t actually invite anyone else at our wedding. Just me and Christine.”

“Not even a witness?”

“I don’t think anyone can take this responsibility without you.”

“Heh.” He Shenyan chuckled lightly. He wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Tony.

“Can you two stop reminiscing about the past? He, tell this horse face, who has no taste for beards at all, what happened under his nose as a supreme mage!” Tony shouted impatiently.

I want to throw him into two portals that keep teleporting to each other. Strange spoke to He Shenyan with his mental tentacles.

No, don’t do that. He has no armor on him, and it’s a little immoral to do so. Let’s wait until he puts on that suit again.

The two looked at each other and silently reached a tacit agreement.

Strange coughed: “So, what’s going on right under my nose?”