Shining Marvel Saints Chapter 215

The story was not finished in the end. With Tony as the master, how could Le Xia tell this story to perfection, not to mention that the story itself was full of loopholes.

But looking at the vast mountains outside the Great Wall, Le Xia really hoped that there would be a group of gluttonous monsters living there. It would be great if there were such a group of monsters for the students in Luyuan to train soldiers. Anyway, he is there No matter how many gluttons there are, don't even think about breaking through the defense of the Great Wall.

Gluttony is naturally impossible, animals are not allowed to become spirits, let alone gluttony.

After leaving the Great Wall, Le Xia and Gwen played around the capital for a few more days, while Tony followed a Captain Tao to the newly established space research base in the west.

He didn't come back until a week or so later, and the group set off on their way home.

The return trip was still Tony's private jet, but there was only one person missing. I don't know what method Zheng Xian used, but Maya Hansen actually stayed, and she voluntarily stayed when she was conscious.

In this regard, even Tony can't say anything. He can only say that everyone has his own ambitions. He respects Maya's own choice.

The red wine glass was shaking, and the lips seemed to be stained with something bad. Le Xia wiped off the matcha from his mouth, drank the red wine and swallowed the food in his throat.

"Hi'er~ This Rodman Kangxi is not very good..." Le Xia picked his teeth with his tongue, and put the wine glass aside.

Gwen next to her couldn't help but roll her eyes, she couldn't stand going out with this kind of boyfriend who took ignorance as fun.

This red wine worth tens of millions came into his mouth, how did it become such an inappropriate mix-and-match name.

Le Xia didn't finish yet, "It's convenient to have a plane to go out, Gwen, how about we also buy an air vehicle?"

"Private jet?" Gwen thought for a while, and felt that this seemed to be a good choice. It would be much more convenient to travel around the world in the future.

Unexpectedly, Le Xia shook her head, "What kind of private jet should I buy? I think Fury's boat is pretty good..."

"The idea is very good," Tony next to him interrupted Le Xia, with a hard-working expression on his face, "Do you want me to convert the shares into cash for you now, I'm afraid it may not be enough? "

A space carrier is a huge ship that can fly in the air, and its cost is several times higher than that of an aircraft carrier at sea, not to mention the various fighter jets, air transport ships, rocket missiles and even nuclear bombs and laser cannons on it. Wait for high-end weapons.

Not to mention that Fury can't sell it, even if it is sold, Le Xia can't find someone to drive it. The space carrier is not something that one or two people can control like a Quinjet fighter.

Le Xia was just joking, and Tony was also joking. For a large listed company like Stark Industries, the market value does not represent assets, and the stock price is inflated. Come up with twenty percent of the property's value in cash.

If he really did this, Stark Industries would have to file for bankruptcy.

"Why exchange money? I haven't experienced the feeling of being a shareholder of a big company yet."

Le Xia picked up the wine glass and raised it to Tony, "We will be brothers squatting in the pit from now on, happy cooperation."

Tony said that he couldn't understand Le Xia's Chinglish, but he could probably guess what he meant, and he raised his glass with a tug, as if I'm toasting you to flatter you.

Le Xia didn't take it seriously, he had long been used to Tony's sloppy behavior.

While the two were talking, the TV screen on the plane was suddenly interrupted. After a burst of snowflakes, the screen turned into vertical color blocks with a circle of black patterns in the middle.

Le Xia was very familiar with that pattern, ten black circles and two crossed long knives in the middle, it was the logo of the Ten Rings Gang.

Le Xia's eyebrows frowned, as expected, will the one who should come still come?

The logo of the Ten Rings Gang disappeared quickly, and the screen showed the back of a person. Under the sun, from the camera's point of view, this person is very tall and burly.

In the picture, the man is walking forward with his hands behind his back, and there are many people wearing turbans kneeling beside him. Judging from his appearance, he should be from the Middle East.

As the camera changed, countless people with long guns appeared, and their guns pointed at those kneeling on the ground.

Da da da~ The fiery snake bursts out, and life goes away with it.

The picture is shaky, but a full-bodied voice is very clear.

'Some people say I'm a terrorist, but I feel like a mentor, America, ready for another lesson? '

'In 1864, in Colorado...'

The people in the picture are talking about the atrocities committed by the Americans against the Indians in the early years. The rice army once took advantage of the Indian soldiers to go out to attack their villages, massacre women and children, and seize the chassis.

It is hard to imagine that this kind of frenzied behavior was driven out by Americans, the world's policemen who flaunt freedom and democracy.

But in fact, what he said was not an exception.

And 39 hours ago, an American air base in Kuwait was destroyed, but all the soldiers went out for exercises, and some women and children who stayed behind were killed.

Obviously, this is an ambition for the Americans, and for good reason, since you can do this kind of thing, why can't I attack your military base while your troops are all out for exercises.

Your left-behind personnel are innocent, so aren't the women and children of the Indians innocent?

Responding to that sentence~www.mtlnovel.com~ Heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heavens spare.

The reasons are very good and powerful, and the sins committed by your ancestors will be borne by you.

With this set of rhetoric, even the savvy Tony doesn't know how to refute it. Although everyone knows that this guy on TV is just looking for a high-sounding reason for his terrorist behavior, but you have no way to refute him.

Who made Tony Stark an American.

On TV, the 'Mandarin' threats continued, and Tony chose the simplest method, out of sight and out of mind.

"Mute!"

Originally, this kind of thing was aimed at the US government. Although Iron Man proclaimed himself the killer of evil, he didn't have the heart to deal with the map attack of a terrorist leader.

Since returning from the portal, Tony's vision is no longer limited to the earth, but extends the defense circle to outer space.

"Did you know?" Tony put down his glass, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, "I haven't been sleeping well lately."

"Before or after the operation?" Le Xia poured himself half a glass of wine. Although it's not good, it's expensive and shouldn't be wasted.

"It's all," Tony looked up, "I'm anxious, but it's not all because of this."

He reached out and touched his chest, where the miniature reactor used to be.

"Are you worried about aliens?" Le Xia knew that in "Iron Man 3", Tony couldn't sleep all night and played with Iron Stormtroopers. He originally thought that he would be less stressed with himself, but now it doesn't seem to be the case. Not much relief.

Sure enough, Tony nodded, his eyebrows huddled together, "I went to see those space junks, and their spaceships have too much technology that we can't reach now."

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