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"Of course." Ethan said with a smile, "I'll go see them when I get out of here. What about you, do you have any family?"

Tony fell silent, and finally said only two words: "No."

Ethan suppressed his smile, and asked again, "No?"

Tony nodded.

"So you have everything and you lose everything at the same time."

Facing Ethan's comments, Tony staggered his gaze, he seemed to be reminiscing.

Loud footsteps outside the door interrupted his thoughts.

The chain was opened, the heavy iron door was pushed open, and dozens of terrorists walked in with guns, led by a man with a bald head and a ferocious face.

He is the general manager of this temporary base, Raza.

"Relax."

Raza paced over and tapped the Ark reactor on Tony's chest with his fingers.

"Once, the bow and arrow were the pinnacle of human weapons. The great Genghis Khan relied on his iron cavalry to fight in all directions. His territory was twice that of Alexander the Great and four times that of the Roman Empire."

Raza walked to the workshop table, picked up the blueprint, Tony clenched his fist nervously, and Ethan beside him used his eyes to signal him not to act rashly.

Raza continued: "But that was once, and now, whoever has a weapon with 'Skater Industries' printed on it, he can conquer the world. This man, it's about to be me!"

Raza walked over to Dr. Ethan, tapped him on the shoulder, and led him to the fire.He squeezed Ethan's hand harder and harder. Ethan was just a thin academic, who could compare to a terrorist who was pressed by Raza on the table.

Raza turned and stared at Tony and said, "I respect knowledge, so I have always respected you, giving you food, clothing, and safety protection, waiting for the results in this ghost place... But now it seems that my respect is not getting due return.”

Long iron tongs picked up a burning red charcoal, and Raza said softly, "Open your mouth."

"No, we..."

"Lies need to be punished, open your mouth."

"We're not lying, we're making missiles..." Ethan explained in horror.

"Open, open, mouth!" Raza pressed Ethan's head hard, and the hot coal was about to touch Ethan's face.

"Enough!" Tony stepped forward, trying to prevent the tragedy from happening.

The terrorists on the side immediately picked up their guns, loaded the bullets, opened the safety, and were ready to fire.

Faced with the threat of death, Tony was expressionless, and he said calmly, "I need him."

Raza did not speak, and the pressure settled in silence.

"He's a great assistant, he can help me speed up the completion of the missile," Tony said.

pat.The coals fell on the table, and Raza dropped the tongs, saying, "Make the missiles by tomorrow, or you'll all die."

After speaking, Raza turned to leave the workshop, and as the last terrorist left, the workshop fell silent again.

After a few minutes, the sound of hammering echoed across the wilderness.

Zhang Ming, who was sitting in the car, looked at the countdown displayed by the system. He knew that there were only 7 hours left until Iron Man appeared.

Chapter 10 Art is a blast!

ding-ding-

Hearing the hammer blows that represented struggle and hope, Zhang Ming lay in the car, looking at the starry sky above his head through the sunroof, expressionless, everything seemed to be in his plan.

However, in reality...

He panicked in his heart, like a student who only read the catalogue and is going to take the exam tomorrow, his eyes widened, what kind of starry sky was he looking at, he was so nervous that he couldn't sleep.

"Little TV, do you think I can succeed tomorrow?"

"Little TV, if I die, will the beep station system resurrect me?"

"Hey, little TV, are you talking? Don't hide in there without making a sound, I know you're at home."

In this way, Zhang Ming stayed up until three o'clock in the morning.

Carrying a heavy backpack, he got out of the jeep.The backpack was full of explosives.

It has to be said that the residents living in the war-torn areas are all talents. Not only do they speak super nicely, but everyone has their own "specialties".

Who would have thought that a teahouse owner who is nearly [-] years old and smiling all day, can create a remote-controlled bomb using several common materials around him.

Zhang Ming inherited this craft from him for less than a hundred dollars, and patted his chest and said that he would carry it forward in the future.

Covering his nose, he went to the toilet outside the base in the dark. After checking left and right, he put the bomb in a waterproof bag and threw it into the cesspool.Immediately afterwards, five bottles of red liquid were taken out of the bag. As soon as the bottle cap was opened, a pungent smell came out. Zhang Ming did not dare to smell it, and poured it into it.

After doing all this, Zhang Ming fled this ghost place without looking back.

He has to go somewhere else to plant the bomb.

……

Raza hadn't slept well all night. As the top leader of this temporary base, he had to eat a full meal at every meal, and eating one less bite would be an insult to his dignity.

As a result, he sadly became the earliest and most serious "patient" in the base, and he used a lot of special toilet paper.

In order to maintain the dignity of the boss, Raza could only endure the pain from a certain sensitive part. Fortunately, his elder had a horse face, which was usually gloomy and severe, but he couldn't tell whether it was pain or anger.