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Chapter 56 Obadiah's Deal

in prison.

Obadiah bowed his head and was silent.

Due to the deal between Tony and Lin Yu, Obadiah's current prison cell is not with other prisoners, but a single room, and there are even enough food, fruit, books and newspapers, as well as a switch that he can switch himself. electric light.

If it wasn't for the lack of sunshine and sandy beaches outside the window, it would probably be considered a vacation.

Of course, for Obadiah, this should also be an unbearably dirty environment.

But he's just sitting here, eyes closed.

Pepper's last words kept echoing in his mind.

Do you even have that kind of authority?
How can it be? !
It must be fake!
But... is it really fake?
Obadiah's mind is in a state of disarray, and a quiet environment will always make it easy to overthink.

The sound of footsteps came suddenly, but Obadiah didn't care, and he didn't even open his eyes.

He understood that if there were no accidents, he would spend the second half... the last half of his life here.

Then, there was an accident.

The cells were opened and two people walked in.

Obadiah felt a little strange raised his head, opened his eyes, and suddenly entered his cell at night... What does he want to do?
What came into view was a man in the uniform of a prison officer, and another man in a suit and leather shoes.

"Mr. Obadiah, it's a pleasure to meet you." The man in suit and tie said with a smile.

Obadiah's eyes fixed on the waist of the other man.

It was a dagger that obviously shouldn't appear on prison guards, a military tactical dagger.

Obadiah looked at the surveillance camera on top of the corner of the prison again, and found that at some point, the red light indicating that he was working had gone out.

"...you came to kill me?" Obadiah asked.

"Of course not. If you kill people, you don't need me here. I'm here to invite you to join our great cause," the man in the suit shook his head and replied, "We have a common enemy."

"Tony... Stark." Obadiah slowly spit out the name, his face suddenly became a little gloomy.

"Yeah, the great Tony Stark, according to our information, he seems to have developed a trans-epochal energy source, which is enough to trigger the fourth energy revolution, or the kind that completely overturns it." The man said softly.

"So, cooperation? Mr. Obadiah, when the time comes, we can make you the rightful owner of Stark Industries, and it doesn't seem to be difficult to change its name to Stan Industries."

"So, what about you?" Obadiah looked directly at the man in front of him.

"We don't want much, just some products and the support of capital flow." The man said, "Anyway, this is a win-win situation, and it's better than Mr. Obadiah, you stay here until you die doing nothing Much better, isn't it?"

Obadiah's eyes moved slightly.

"I know that what you are asking for is definitely not that simple, and even in the end I may become a puppet, or directly kill the donkey... But, Tony Stark! He betrayed my trust, he must die !
So, your deal, I agree. "

Obadiah's eyes were dark and his tone was fierce.

"Mr. Obadiah, you have misunderstood. We have always possessed considerable integrity, and we will never do the kind of thing you said." A trace of imperceptible contempt flashed across the eyes of the man in the suit, and his face still had a smile on his face. With a full smile, he said.

"Stop talking nonsense, what are you going to do?" Obadiah asked.

"To achieve our goal, the most important thing is to let Tony Stark die, and now, he has been shrinking in his villa, and the nearby security forces have also been strengthened.

If the attack is forced, there will be no problem with success, but it will cause some problems for the follow-up Stark Industries and the control of that energy.

So, we need to bring Tony Stark out. "

"How?" asked Obadiah.

"It depends on you, Mr. Obadiah." The man in the suit said, "Judging from the conditions of the prison you live in, I know that Tony Stark probably still can't bear it.

If you come to a serious illness and write a dying letter, in which you recall some good memories with him, I think he will come. "

"Ha, poor means," said Obadiah.

"But it works, doesn't it, mean as it is, we don't want to laugh at it, Mr. Obadiah."

The man in the suit pointed to the pen and paper on the table, "We still need some time to prepare, Mr. Obadiah, you can prepare the content of the letter first... We will notify you when the time is right. "

"Hehe." Obadiah sneered, "After talking for a long time, I don't even know who you are and whether you can do what you said."

"That's for sure." The man in the suit said.

"It's not enough just to say it, I want to see conclusive proof." Obadiah was not moved at all.

"After you have finished writing this letter and we have thoroughly prepared it, you will know it. I can assure you that it will definitely give you unprecedented confidence." The man in the suit said.

"Then, it's getting late. Wait for our notice. Good night, Mr. Obadiah."

The man in the suit bowed politely, and then left the prison with the guards.

As the footsteps faded away, the area became silent again.

Obadiah glanced at the camera to see it was back to work.

After thinking for a while, Obadiah still hasn't figured out which organization has such a huge power and has a deep hatred with Tony.

However, thinking of the miniature ark reactor on Tony's chest... Even if there was no hatred in the first place, it would be due to the huge benefits, right?

In the dark, Obadiah still remained silent, and as more and more images flashed in his mind, his eyes gradually became firm.

……

the next day.

"Peter?"

"...Peter?"

"Peter!"

"...What's wrong?" Peter raised his head in a daze.

A few strands of smooth blond hair appeared before Peter's eyes accompanied by a seductive aroma.

So Peter continued to look up, and saw the face that he had been thinking about day and night, and that had frequently appeared in his dreams recently——Gwen Stacy.

The distance was so close that Peter was stunned.

Not only because of his inexplicable feeling recently that he didn't remind him of this matter, but also, the girl who had been thinking about it for a long time suddenly leaned so close to him...

Peter's entire face began to congest rapidly, turning red.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood today, and you've been sleeping on your stomach. Did something happen?" Gwen asked.

"No... nothing happened, I just because..." Peter was about to say, the images he saw yesterday flashed through his mind.

"Why?" Gwen asked curiously.

"No, nothing..." Peter shook his head slowly.

"Tell me, I know you must have something to do," Gwen said.

"It's... just a little..." Peter looked around, because Gwen was approaching and most people in the class were looking at him, and he subconsciously felt a little guilty.

"I know a good place, come with me." Gwen also understood.

"Huh?" Peter was taken aback.

Before he could react...or, before he could react, he had already been dragged out of the classroom by Gwen.

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