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Chapter 627: The Mercenary Weapons Dealer
"Mr. Stark, I welcome you very sincerely and happily."

The General said with a smile.

"Look, everyone is here to greet you."

"I can't wait to see your new weapon."

Yes.

One of the purposes of Tony's trip was to show the new weapons manufactured by his company to the military base of one of the official three giants.

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The camera turned.

Tony, with his back to the snow-capped mountains, spoke with a serious and passionate expression.

"Do you want to be in a state of panic forever, fearing that you might be attacked at any time, or do you want to be admired by thousands of people and receive their respectful gazes?"

"I believe everyone must have already come to the conclusion in their mind."

"But I might have a different idea."

"They say you can't have your cake and eat it too, but I want to have it. Is that not possible?"

"After all, this is everyone's freedom of choice, isn't it?"

"In order to make my goal a reality, my company has finally developed a series of weapons after unremitting efforts - I named it Freedom!"

This was followed by a few sentences introducing the new weapons.

For example, what principles are applied.

What kind of lethality will it cause.

After a brief introduction, Tony's tone became a little passionate.

“Some people might say – why should we use weapons?”

"Is it not possible to win the war without the use of weapons?"

At this, Tony smiled.

"If it could really be done, then perhaps the world would be happy a long time ago, right?"

"I also hope there is such a method. If someone has figured it out, please let me know."

"After all, I am an arms dealer who makes money from war."

The eyebrows are frivolous.

Tony did not hesitate to attribute his character to himself.

That's how he is.

Seek truth from facts.

Also extremely sincere.

Real is real.

What's fake is fake.

Tony never felt there was anything wrong with his operation.

Is there anything wrong with asking for money?

Is it wrong to want fame and fortune at the same time?
That’s right, all is correct.

These are the goals that people all over the world pursue throughout their lives.

"This is our Stark tradition, making money from war. My father did this, and as his son, I naturally followed suit."

"Believe me, guys, the weapons I bring to you this time will definitely surprise you."

"If you want to beat the enemy into a pulp, choose this one!"

After saying this, he waved to the person operating the weapon next to him.

Following Tony's movement, almost everyone's eyes turned to the cannon next to them.

The shells looked up.

Raised at a forty-five degree angle.

After the first huge shell was fired by the bill, countless small bombs were scattered in the air.

Like flowers scattered by fairies from heaven, they flew to various places in the distant snow-capped mountains.

Tony opened his arms and praised in an elegant manner.

"Take a look—"

"You'll be amazed at its power, I promise—"

After saying that.

The sky collapsed.

A huge explosion sounded.

The impacting air wave brought with it flying dirt and gravel.

The soldiers' hats were blown off and Tony's slicked-back hair was messed up.

The huge well-made metal box was opened, and the dry ice gas drifted out like clouds.

Then it evaporated into the sky.

Vaguely.

Everyone looked over there.

They were all stunned for a moment. The white mist dissipated, and inside the box were several tall glasses filled with wine lined up side by side.

There was also an unopened bottle of champagne.

After picking up a glass of wine, Tony shook the ice ball inside.

"Please, everyone."

"Every time I close a big deal, I will serve this to my customers. It tastes pretty good, at least it suits my taste."

As he finished speaking, the officers behind him looked at each other, smiled, put their arms around each other's shoulders and necks, and walked forward to get their own glass of wine.

As for Tony.

Took a sip of champagne.

The phone suddenly rang.

Turn on the screen and the video images will be transmitted.

Tony frowned and asked.

"Why did you remember to call me?"

"Isn't there a time difference now? Shouldn't it be night time in North America?"

"So why aren't you sleeping?"

The person opposite was the previous head of Stark Group.

Obi.

Obi was half naked, with a circle of gray beard around his mouth. He was lying on the bed on his side, looking leisurely, but in fact he asked with a little concern.

"How could I possibly go to sleep without hearing you tell me with my own ears that the presentation was perfect?"

"Don't give me the cold shoulder, so how's the situation over there?"

Obi asked.

"very perfect."

"Maybe we can prepare for Christmas in the near future. How about adding a turkey to the table? We didn't have enough last time—"

Tony began to ramble.

However, Obie, who was already feeling a little sleepy, just wanted to hear Tony's reply in person, so he put his mind at ease.

Sleepiness suddenly swept over my mind.

He said "Oh", turned around, and refused to communicate without emotion.

"Very good, then I wish you a happy work."

"I'll see you when you get back, good night buddy!"

Tony shook his head helplessly and smiled, then asked casually before Obi hung up.

"So why did you sleep without clothes on? Don't you like the pajamas I gave you?"

Obi:"."

There was a "click" sound.

Obi hung up the phone immediately.

The soldier opened the door for Tony and he sat in the back seat.

However, just after he sat down, the lieutenant colonel came over and patted the car body.

"Tony wait a minute—"

"Oh no, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel—you shouldn't come to my place. Your car is that one."

The lieutenant colonel raised his chin, glanced at the car behind, and then twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.

It looked like Tony didn't want to talk to him about work issues for the time being.

Fine.

The lieutenant colonel sighed.

Then he turned and walked away in silence.

"OK, you're right."

Tony smiled, "See you later then."

In the car.

Tony discussed his love experiences while drinking.

Then came the violent attack and explosion.

Like a revolving lantern.

Tony was in a coma due to pain and excessive blood loss. In a half-awake state, he saw the bright operating light in front of him.

And flames shooting up into the sky.

He kept shaking his head in pain.

His abdomen was ripped open.

Something was buried.

Tony was lying on a worn-out camp bed, his clothes gone, replaced by gray linen clothes.

A breathing apparatus was attached to the nose to supply oxygen.

(End of this chapter)