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Chapter 750: Prosthesis or Weapon?
"It's just a set of prosthetic limbs created by a person who was forced into a desperate situation."

This answer was completely unexpected to everyone in the parliament hall.

Who could have imagined this?
As soon as Tony opened his mouth, he said that the thing that could go up to the sky and into the ground and spray lasers was a "prosthesis". God, who wouldn't laugh after hearing that?

The answer is – no one.

Almost the entire audience suddenly burst into good-natured laughter.

Even some of the senators sitting in the middle row opposite couldn't help twitching their lips and almost broke down on the spot.

Tony wanted to continue explaining.

"Uh... this one... that one..."

But a flash of inspiration came to Tony, and he felt that his previous description was the most appropriate and appropriate answer.

I am such a genius that I can come up with such an adjective.

He couldn't help but want to turn around to look at Pepper, but he felt that if he really turned around, the Speaker of the Parliament would definitely slam the table and make him turn back.

In order to avoid hurting the Speaker's hands and breaking the table, Tony forced himself to control his movements of turning his head and sideways.

He bent his body back after turning half way.

Tony spread his hands, trying to convince the Speaker of the Council.

“I think my description is very apt.”

However, the Speaker of the Parliament didn't buy Tony's tricks.

"Wake up, Mr. Stark."

He knocked on the table, restoring silence to the scene.

"Let me remind you that this is not some harmless prosthesis, but a weapon that can hurt people."

Just when the Speaker of the Parliament wanted to continue accusing Tony of this battle suit-shaped weapon and how much harm it would bring to society, Tony lowered his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and began to demonstrate his ability as a talented orator.

As a genius, a scientist, and an orator.

Tony's ambition enables him to incite people's emotions with ease, which is also one of the magic weapons he relies on on the road to success.

He never thought that he would lose in persuading people.

So he spoke.

"Please wait a moment. At this time, shouldn't you be concerned about the safety of citizens and national peace..."

Why do you hold on to my suit and won't let go?
But before Tony finished speaking, he heard the speaker of the parliament on the stage respond: "No, no, no, you can put aside what you said for now. The only thing I care about now is whether your battle suit can be donated to the country."

What I said is actually a bit abstract.

After all, it’s a donation, which doesn’t seem to be any different from robbing?
The Speaker of the Parliament also knew that what he did was not fair, but it was an order from above.

They couldn't think of any other way except to keep pressing Tony until he gave in.

Tony took a deep breath and said, "So there's nothing to talk about?"

"You want to achieve this goal? I advise you not to dream."

Tony didn't leave anyone any room for maneuver.

But it's understandable.

One's own things, one can even say they are the nuclear reactors that sustain one's life all the time.

Iron Man's suit can only be powered by a nuclear reactor. If they hand over the suit, don't they want the nuclear reactor in his chest that is keeping his heart functioning normally for the time being?

Everyone knows it's impossible.

So, what's the difference between this and letting him die, he asked?

Do you think he is a fool?

Besides, even if they didn't force him to take out the nuclear reactor and just wanted to take away his suit, Tony couldn't accept it.

You want him to hand over your own things, things that you spent a lot of effort and money to create?

It would be better to go out, face the nine o'clock sun and daydream.

With this thought in mind, Tony's tone of refusal was particularly cold and hard. He was really angry.

"That's my stuff, it's my personal stuff."

"Tony Stark is the one and only Iron Man. Iron Man will never be separated from the armor. They will always exist as one." "You want me to hand it over. Do you want my life?"

His eyebrows were lowered, and the air pressure around Tony was extremely low.

The shutter sound was accompanied by the flash.

Reporters at the scene couldn't wait to record the "verbal confrontation" between the two sides with their cameras.

“It’s not fair.”

"You, even..."

He closed his eyes and said, "No one has the right to exploit and enslave me like this."

"You're just like forcing a decent woman to work as a prostitute in a red-light district. I don't think anyone would be willing to do that, right?"

"If I ask you to strip naked and offer your body for the people now, would you be willing?"

After saying this, Tony felt that the scene was so beautiful.

He glanced at the Council President with disdain, then shook his head, "Forget it, I guess even a red-light district like this won't accept it."

"Pfft..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"Tony is as sharp-tongued as ever."

"..."

Tony's words once again triggered laughter from the entire audience, and the laughter was so loud that the people on the stage almost wanted to dig a hole and bury themselves in it.

They all complained in their hearts about their superiors, wondering why they were thrown such a tiring, offensive and embarrassing job.

I've lived to such an old age, and I'm almost losing face!
Tony pursed his lips and smiled, "Give up, there's no way I'll agree to that."

Speaker of the Parliament: "..."

"Quiet!"

He had a headache maintaining order. "Okay, listen, Mr. Stark, you know, I'm not a professional in this field, so..."

Tony: "Let me interrupt for a moment."

Speaker of the Parliament: "..."

No, come again?

Did Tony find something ironic about what I just said?

Oh, God, please take this man away!

Damn!

Tony is now in full swing, who told them to want to snatch his precious suit?

Tolerable or unbearable.

Tony was furious.

Since I can't vent my anger by beating him up, I'll have to redeem myself through words.

"What are you saying you're not an expert in? An expert on red-light districts? Oh, you're kidding me."

"You don't even need to explain. Of course I know that you are definitely not familiar with that aspect. After all, the honorable Speaker of the Council is most skilled in forcing people to devote themselves, right?"

Tony pounded his fist and tapped the table.

The audience laughed out loud.

Taking the opportunity, Tony turned his head and met Pepper's gaze, and then the two of them had a silent conversation back and forth within two seconds.

Speaker of the Parliament: "..."

Sometimes, I really want to find a rope and perform a hanging act on the spot.

The Speaker of the Parliament felt extremely tired.

He took a deep breath and tried to save his image.

(End of this chapter)