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"Uh……"

Zhang Ming wanted to learn to pretend to be the villain in the movie, but he didn't expect that this one really counts time.

"Anyway, they're still alive for the time being. But it's up to you whether they can live next."

Facing Zhang Ming's threat, Andy asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Ming silently looked at Andy, who had an upright face on the opposite side, and he couldn't tell who was the victim tonight.

He walked to the window, "My request is very simple, don't mess with me, at least until 'that day' comes." Zhang Ming raised his hand, shot Andy in the arm, and jumped out of the window.

"Of course, you can try again, but next time, people will really die."

Andy reluctantly came to the window and disappeared again, exactly the same as last time.

In the past two days, I have been brainwashed by "Wootou, four for a dollar, hehe!".

Chapter 15 老乡，开门呐，社区送温暖

Zhang Ming disappeared.

No matter how much money Obadiah spent or how many killers he hired, he didn't get any news about Zhang Ming.

That hateful oriental boy was like a mouse that escaped into a hole in the ground, and got into the depths of the ground where no one could find it.

"You said he just jumped out of the window like that?"

It is not yet the era of heroes gathering in the later stage, and all kinds of superpower users either hide their identities and try to integrate into the society of ordinary people, or they have not awakened their abilities.

Even after seeing it once, Obadiah still couldn't believe that a normal person could jump from a height of more than a dozen floors without protective equipment.

"I... can't tell, when I got to the window, Zhang Ming had disappeared." Andy said.

Andy's face was very bad. Several old comrades in arms had their knees broken. His career as a private armed force was basically over. He felt guilty when he thought about it.

He also suffered serious injuries, fractured his right arm, and doctors told him he could no longer hold a gun for at least three months.

Obadiah said blankly: "I see, you go back to rest for a while, and then come back after your injury. You don't have to worry about money."

Andy thanked the boss for his generosity and walked out of the office.

Obadiah sat on the chair, rubbing his cheeks with both hands, and his messy beard pierced his palms, making him even more irritable.

Since the hair loss turned into a bald head, Obadiah has put all his trust in his thick beard, and now, he has forgotten how many days he has not taken care of his beard.

"It's all damn Tony Stark, and that Zhang Ming!"

Obadiah clenched his fists, his anger was rolling in his heart, and at this moment, the phone rang from the drawer.

That's a number that only one person knows.

He thought about it for a few seconds, the phone rang in the empty office, and finally he pressed the call button.

"I should have said, don't contact me." Obadiah said rudely.

Raza was on the phone, and his voice was extra impatient, and he said, "I don't want to contact you either, Tony Stark, he's here again! He killed my brother and destroyed all the weapons you sold me. !"

Obadiah had doubts for a moment, whether he was really old, how could he not understand what the other party was saying.

"Steel armor! Tony updated his steel armor to be lighter and stronger, and he destroyed an entire army by himself. You open your mailbox and I'll send you the video."

Obadiah wanted to laugh, even your rabble deserved to be called "troop", but when he saw the video, the red and yellow steel warriors fell from the sky like gods, and with a wave of his hand, there were countless ammunition He was silent as he plundered and easily took the lives of terrorists.

Raza felt Obadiah's shake, and he struck while the iron was hot: "I hate him, that Tony Stark, it's nothing to do with money, I have to kill him, it's revenge! Obadiah, I need yours Help, and you need me too."

"What do you use to help me? I sold you all your weapons! You have already failed once, and that is your only chance."

"No, I have one more thing, drawings! I have drawings of Tony Stark's steel suits, they burned the originals, but I had a copy before!"

Obadiah slowly put down the phone and pressed the call button on the table.

"Prepare a plane and tell everyone to act tonight."

According to the original plot, due to the absence of Zhang Ming's intervention, when Tony left the cave, the first generation of steel armor was already in tatters. Badea.

With the appearance of Zhang Ming, the plot line was disrupted, and the Mark generation was transported back to the basement of Tony's villa intact.

It stands to reason that Obadiah had no chance to get the steel battle suit, but there was a force in it that forcibly reversed the disturbed plot line, and even went a step further, allowing Obadiah to get the drawings of the Mark generation.

That night, in the temporary base of the Ten Rings Gang.

"thank you for your help."

Obadiah patted Raza on the shoulder. This all-or-nothing terrorist was as stiff as a piece of wood at the moment, with bulging blood vessels on his face, as if he was suffering great torture.

Obadiah walked out with a suitcase with blueprints in it. A dozen subordinates were waiting for him outside the tent. He adjusted his tie and waved his hand. The gunshots rang out. When they left, there was no more here. a living person.

Not to mention that Obadiah returned to New York to conduct research on the steel suit. At the other end of New York, Tony heard the sound of high heels ringing at the door of the laboratory.

"Have you contacted Zhang Ming?" Tony asked.

Pepper said tiredly: "No, he seems to have disappeared from this world. Now many people are looking for him, but there is no news from anyone."

"A lot of people?" Tony asked, frowning.

"It's mainly underground forces, and someone spent a lot of money on the black market to buy his news."