I work as a security guard at Marvel.

Tony, who had just vomited up his dinner, noticed that Obadiah was rushing over here, so he quickly put on his mask again. As soon as he turned around, he saw Iron Monger holding a motorcycle and smashing it towards Sean.

Looking at the fierce motorcycle, Tony felt that if he was hit, he might not be unscathed even in his combat suit, so he quickly reminded Sean to be careful.

Looking at the motorcycle that was smashing like a sledgehammer, Sean snapped his fingers again without changing his expression, and his figure disappeared instantly with Iron Monger like a ghost.

Tony stood alone on the road and watched the motorcycle that Iron Monger used as a weapon fall to the ground. Looking at the fragmented appearance, I am afraid that even a level 10 repairman cannot save it.

"Sir, they are at the factory. Mr. Hunter should have used the special space ability again."

The gentle reminder sound of the intelligent butler Jarvis came from the mask, and Tony reacted and flew towards the factory.

Sean stood on the roof of the Stark factory like a sculpture, looking lazily at the kneeling Iron Monger in front of him. Obadiah in the operation room had vomited everywhere after the space transfer just now. The smell could be smelled through the armor.

It's so disgusting, I have to wash my eyes when I go back!

There were a lot of cars and people on the road outside the factory just now, so Sean quickly changed his position, otherwise in his eyes, the so-called Iron Monger was just like paper, which would break at the touch.

"Wait!" Just when Sean was about to make a quick decision and then go back to continue his date with Dream Girl, Tony flew over and landed next to him.

"Why did you do this, Stan?"

Hearing Tony's question, Obadiah suppressed the discomfort in his stomach: "Hah... uh... hahahaha! Why? You ask me why? Howard and I founded this company together, why is it you who owns the company in the end! If it weren't for me, you would have ruined it all these years! I will never allow my hard work to be ruined by you like this!"

"Although I don't know how you got me here, as long as I'm wearing the Iron Monger armor, what can you do to me?! There is only one ending for you today!"

Before Obadiah finished speaking, he wanted to control the Iron Monger to attack again.

However, as soon as he stood up, two scarlet rays instantly pierced his chest, and even the Ark reactor was not spared.

"That's it? Iron Monger? Even a turtle shell is tougher than you." Sean's eye sockets gradually returned to normal.

Tony looked at the Iron Monger who fell down in front of him blankly, sighed helplessly, and then turned his eyes to Sean, "What did you just do? Was it magic? How could it shoot out of your eyes?"

"Just pretend I haven't been here, you can handle the rest yourself."

Sean didn't answer him, but yawned, opened the portal like a magician, and went straight back to his home, leaving Tony, who was itching for the rays just now, alone on the roof of the factory.

The next day, major media news reported what happened in Stark's factory last night. At the press conference, Rhodes came forward to explain the incident from the military.

Tony in the backstage looked at the newspaper in his hand and called the armor he wore yesterday Iron Man. He thought the name was not bad, although the material of his suit was several grades higher than steel.

Coulson came over and handed Tony his alibi for last night. With Tony's past playboy image, it was normal for him to go out to sea and have a party.

"Did you really kill Obadiah Stan by yourself yesterday?" Coulson stared at Tony, who was receiving Pepper's makeup to cover his facial wound.

"No, it was my bodyguard. Just as you said, he faced Obadiah's armor with his flesh and blood, and finally won. What do you think?"

Tony rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Coulson thought about it and felt that if it was really as Tony said, then the so-called bodyguard could only be the idol in his heart, but it was obvious that Tony's bodyguard was not.

"Well, your alibi is perfect, and Obadiah's death was also treated as a plane accident. Just read the script given to you."

Coulson thought that everything would go according to plan through Tony, but he didn't know Tony at all. This guy was not a quiet guy.

Tony then backstabbed at the press conference. He shocked the reporters and admitted to the fact that he was Iron Man, causing an uproar. All the reporters rushed forward with their long guns and short guns to interview this explosive news.

After get off work, Sean sat on the sofa and watched Tony's pretentious "I am Iron Man" on TV.

This should be no problem now, everyone's attention should be attracted by this playboy.

Knock, knock.

Sean opened the door and looked at the lovely girl at the door after hearing the knock.

"Hi~, Natalie, what's wrong?"

Natalie looked Sean up and down calmly and said with a smile: "Hi~ Sean, I heard you like Chinese food when we had dinner before. My colleague in the legal department told me today that there is a new restaurant in Chinatown that seems to be pretty good. I plan to try it. Do you want to come with me?"

Natalie was ordered by Nick to investigate whether Sean was related to the incident at Stark Factory yesterday.

According to their territory... oh no, it has now been renamed S.H.I.E.L.D.

According to all the information available to their bureau, there were many questionable aspects at yesterday's battle scene: For example, how Obadiah Stane disappeared in full view of the public; and someone at the car accident scene claimed to have seen a man. , but no one could recognize his appearance; and the fatal wound on Obadiah Stane's chest was not like a wound that could be caused by the weapon of Tony's suit.

Nick Fury suspected that the mysterious man who appeared at the scene was the one who really killed Obadiah, and his instinct told him that man was Sean Hunter, so he gave Natalie instructions to ask her as soon as possible Unearth the secrets of Sean.

Naturally, Sean couldn't refuse the beauty's invitation, not to mention that according to Natalie, the owner of this new restaurant was a pure Chinese.

The Chinese restaurants that Sean had been to before were all opened by owners who catered to local tastes. The so-called Chinese food was just a gimmick, and some of the owners were not even from China.

After hearing about this restaurant introduced by Natalie, he thought he could check it out.

"Zhan Ji?"

Sean and Natalie stood on the street, looking at this small store. The neon sign above the door was bilingual.

Looking at the familiar text, Sean felt that this wave should be stable, right?