Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"So, you have to live with such a thing in the future?"

Seemingly drunk, Saber reached out and tapped Stark's chest, making a sound of metal clashing. The dude in only his nightgown was sitting there, and he could clearly see the sparkling spot in the center of his chest. Shiny stuff.

Facing Saibo's ridicule, Tony shrugged, reached out to pick up half a bottle of wine, and poured it into his mouth. He urgently needed some alcohol to numb his over-stimulated mind, and he waved his hands with a desolate face.

"It's better than dying..."

His fingers slid across his chest, "Here, here, and here, there are more than 26 small shrapnel in the blood vessels in my body, any one of them is slightly deflected, and my heart will be completely pierced. It's funny, isn't it?"

Stark reached out to take Saber's cigarette, but he was obviously not used to the spicy taste, he choked several times,

"Ahem, it's funny, I know, but now that it helps me absorb those shrapnel, it won't let me die young."

"Oh, so you're a trash now?"

Saibo sneered mercilessly, and he gestured his fingers in the air drunkenly, "You were a waste before, and now you are even more waste... Speaking of which, what is that thing you made? It looks very powerful, I It is estimated that as long as your mind is a little clearer, even without me, you will not be so miserable..."

Tony frowned. He casually picked up an empty wine bottle from the table, where there were more than a dozen empty wine bottles of different shapes. He turned his head to look at Santars sitting on the side,

"Hey, boy, has your boss been drinking like this before?"

Santars, who was playing games with headphones on, shrugged, "No, he basically didn't drink much before, and he was never drunk. This is the first time I've seen him so drunk."

"Hey! Hey, what are you talking about?"

Saber took out another bottle of wine from the wine cabinet in dissatisfaction, twisted it away, and took a sip, "I didn't get drunk before because it was unnecessary, but now, I suddenly want to try the feeling of being drunk... Uh, to be honest, Not so much."

The heat in his body was awakened, like a monster that devours everything, it easily swallowed the alcohol in Saibo's body, his eyes were sober in the next moment, there was no trace of drunkenness, and his face was full of With a half-smile expression, he reached out and raised the wine bottle in his hand,

"You haven't told me yet, what's your big toy?"

Tony glanced at him, closed his eyes and whispered,

"That is my armor plan. I call it the Mark series. The concept comes from Mr. Lucius' personal armor series. I have made a perfect transformation. The design idea has matured 2 years ago, but I have been struggling to find it. Not having a suitable energy source..."

"You can't find it, can you?"

Saibo narrowed his eyes, "Is it because the price is too high and you are unwilling to carry it out?"

Stark nodded with some reluctance. He leaned on the sofa, spread his hands, and looked at the exquisitely decorated ceiling above his head with a look of lovelessness. On this luxuriously decorated private jet, he thought He can do whatever he wants, he once invited seven beauties to have fun at an altitude of 10,000 meters, but now... he doesn't want to do anything.

It looks like all hope is lost.

Seeing his appearance, Saibo stopped asking any more questions. After a moment of silence, Harvey Dent, who had been resting on the sofa on the other side with his eyes closed, suddenly flipped his finger, and the silver coin fell from his finger. bounced and landed on the back of his hand, he glanced at it, and whispered,

"Don't you care why Mr. Stark was kidnapped?"

As soon as this hoarse voice appeared, it attracted everyone's attention. In fact, Harvey is the most eye-catching existence anywhere. His special suit and face that can scare a crying child are enough for him. He attracts too much attention.

"Hey, you're not such a talkative person, are you? I think the frightened little Stark doesn't want to think about this horrible question now."

Seber frowned, and turned to look at Harvey. The latter shrugged and showed a smile that made Stark's hair stand on end. He lifted the silver coin in his hand, it was the front, he said with a chuckle,

"No way, this is a decision of fate."

When this topic was brought up, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. The combination of the most famous playboy, an absolutely confidential route, and a life-and-death pursuit is enough to detonate any normal person. People are curious.

"Frankly...I also think there's something wrong with it."

Tony touched his chin with an ugly expression. This guy is not an idiot. He is definitely the smartest guy among all the people here. "The route was chosen by the Ministry of National Defense, and the escort soldiers were also assembled temporarily. That road Far away from the battlefield, logically speaking, it is impossible for those gangsters to appear in that place at that time, but they just appeared...a wave of extremely precise strikes."

He spread his hands,

"That bloody leader, Samir, asked me to make him a Jericho missile. The thing is, that thing is still classified. I don't believe a bandit leader in Afghanistan knows all about it. So obviously, someone is targeting me. !"

Harvey played with the silver coins, and with a queer smile in his eyes, he said in a playful voice,

"People like us start from the worst place to think about problems, Mr. Stark, if you want me to say that there may be a traitor around you, this is really a sad thing, I need to give you Do a criminal analysis? That's what I do."

Looking at the uncomfortable face, Tony could feel the confidence in Harvey's language, which showed that the guy with the terrifying expression on his face was a real professional, so he gritted his teeth,

"Make one for me, I think I need it."

"Ding"

The silver coin flipped out of the palm of his hand, slid a few circles in the air, and landed on the back of Harvey's hand. He glanced at it, and the expression of interest on his face immediately calmed down. He closed his eyes again, and put on a white blindfold Cover the other eye.

"No...I refuse!"

This made Stark froze in place. He looked back at Seber, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and he pointed at Harvey and said, "What's wrong with him?"

Saibo took a sip of wine for himself, shrugged, and said helplessly,

"If you have to use his words, then this is... the power of fate. Obviously, you are too unlucky. Our double-faced boss never plays with people who are unlucky. Give up. But in fact, this problem It's easy to answer, first of all, do you really think that the people in the canyon are a bunch of bandits occupying the land?"

Saber took a sip of his drink, stretched out his finger and waved towards Tony, "No, they are not, trust me! They are a group of guys who have undergone military training, have the same goal and belief, you really don't know them What are the details?"

"No, I do not know."

Tony shook his head, he scratched his hair, "I'm in a mess right now, don't make me guess, damn it! Just tell me what you find!"

"Huh? Alright... Grumpy Tony, darling."

Seber moved his shoulders, squinted his eyes, and put his gaze on a fidgeting guy, "Then, Mr. Ethan, tell everyone, who are you?"

Facing Seber's scrutinizing eyes, Ethan moved his shoulders a little uncomfortable, and he said loudly,

"I'm Ethan Rocco Maldini, a physicist from Italy, I was caught by them in Eastern Europe 2 years ago and sent to Afghanistan 1 year ago... I'm innocent!! God why? Let me bear all this! You shouldn't doubt me!"

"Ah...Look, there are always people in this world who think their hiding is perfect!"

Saibo showed a grimace to Tony, and forced the latter back what he wanted to say. He stood up, carried the wine bottle, staggered to Ethan's side, pointed his finger at his chest, eyes like knives,

"Listen, Ethan, you may have spent your whole life in science, but please allow me to show you another power different from science today..."

A flame rose from Saibo's eyes, and quickly transformed into dark red eyes and a magma-like flame ring. Facing the extreme oppression brought by the eyes, Ethan lowered his head in fear. A person with a firm will, and the next moment, his collar was directly pulled up by Saibo, and he was dragged into the air with his whole body.

"Listen, these eyes allow me to see all your memories clearly, but it has a slight side effect. If you do anything bad, your soul will be ignited like a firewood, and then the whole person will become a burning Big fireball...I said, you don't want to try that feeling, do you?"

"My God! My God! I don't know, I don't know anything!"

Ethan struggled, he turned his gaze to Tony, "What are you doing? Tony, help me! I saved you! God!"

"Hey!"

Tony also felt that Seber's behavior was not very good, but when he stretched out his hand, a palm protruding from behind him pressed on his shoulder, and Santals said calmly,

"Mr. Tony, please give Boss some confidence... Never seen him kill an innocent person."

"It seems that you really don't give up, Ethan..."

Saber raised his head, his eyes looked directly into Ethan's eyes, "You are not good! So... now, look into my eyes!"

The voice seemed to have some kind of special magical power, which made Ethan couldn't help but meet Saibo's eyes. At this moment, Ethan's memory and his soul were searched, and he felt that kind of The perception of fear, as if all the memories are being flipped through, he waved his hands in horror,

"No no no! Stop! Stop, I tell you all! Stop! Don't!"

"boom"

Ethan was thrown on the floor of the plane. Seber reached out to take the wine bottle handed over by Santals, bent down and patted Ethan's pale face with fright,

"You believe in God, right? Your God says everyone deserves a second chance. I'll give you a second chance, but... only one time. You better take it."

Ethan grabbed his neck, shivering and huddled on the floor, he whispered,

"Yes, Samir is just a very inconspicuous branch of a huge organization. Their power is too powerful. Their eyes and ears are almost all over Eurasia. I only know that they use the pattern of ten rings as a symbol. Self-proclaimed "Ten Rings Gang", ahem, I've never seen their leader, but I know, it's a Mandarin! It's that scary tycoon! He's the leader of the Ten Rings Gang! They call him "Mandarin" internally "! It's him, it's the order he gave Samir, and he provided the route!"

Tony's eyes widened. Seeing Ethan tell the truth, Tony suddenly felt that he had been cheated. The feeling of shame turned into anger made him very irritable. He shouted,

"Why? Why did that damned Mandarin arrest me? I have no grievances with him!"

"Someone bought your life!"

Hearing Tony's voice, Ethan raised his head suddenly, and he said loudly uncharacteristically,

"Someone bought your life! Tony, he made a deal that the Mandarin can't refuse. The requirement is that you must die in Afghanistan. The first attack on Samir was to kill you directly! I gave him the idea. I saved you! Tony! You should have died long ago!"

"Why did you save him?"

Seber asked a very important question, "I don't think you would save the famous Tony Stark just because you admired him... there must be other reasons!"

"Yeah... I'm not that kind!"

Almost substantial sparks appeared in Ethan's eyes, and he said viciously, "I'm not that kind, because I hate you! Tony Stark, I hate you! Me and Alderian and those other We hate you for the person whose research results have been robbed by you! A piece of shit like you doesn't deserve to die so easily!"

"You should go to hell!"