The Marvelous Dragon Balls

"It's you?"

Hearing Yin Saint's question, Tony Stark immediately widened his eyes: "It was you who illegally invaded our factory area more than half a month ago?!"

"it's me."

Because Saint admitted very single, such a simple logical reasoning question, if he denied it, it would be an insult to Tony Stark's IQ, after nodding, he explained quite confidently: "I just put The stone was thrown there to recharge, but I didn't expect that your stuff would be so ineffective."

Tony Stark sneered "Haha": "Do you know how much the 'that thing' in your mouth cost? Let me give you a hint. The unit is 'billion dollars'."

"do not know."

In Saint shrugged his shoulders again: "But, it shouldn't be worth your life, right? Lightbulb Man?"

Tony Stark raised his eyebrows: "Are you threatening me? Hairspray boy?"

"..."

Because Saint gave Tony Stark a speechless look, in order not to admit that others saved his life, this grandson is really hard enough...

After thinking about it for a while, Insant changed his words: "Let's just pretend we're even, OK?"

"make a deal!"

"..."

Seeing that Tony Stark agreed so happily, because Saint began to feel that his asking price was low...

At this time, Pepper Potts, who had been speechless for a while, finally found an opportunity and stretched out a right hand to Insant: "Hello, I'm Tony's assistant, Pepper Potts."

"ANCIE...cough!"

Because of Saint's carelessness, he almost reported his name habitually. After coughing dryly, he squeezed Pepper's fingertips a little embarrassedly, and shook it gently: "Nice to meet you, Ms. Potts. ."

Eninsch?

Pepper Potts blinked, unable to hear anything from the broken half-voice, but he guessed it, the young superhero, who almost said his name just now... …

This guy is so funny...

Pepper Potts endured a good laugh and replied solemnly: "I'm also honored to meet you, GOLDEN BOY."

"It's my pleasure to..."

"Okay, okay, hairspray boy, are you done yet?"

Tony Stark, with a strange mood that he didn't understand very well, interrupted In Saint's courtesies, and then glanced at Pepper Potts: "Ms. Potts, I need to remind you, you Is it during working hours?"

Pepper glanced at his boss, but still replied with a face: "I'll go to work now, Mr. Stark."

"YEAH, YEAH."

Tony Stark responded casually, and after watching Pepper turn away, he turned his gaze back to Insanto, and said a bit abruptly: "So, what is that stone?"

Speaking of Dragon Ball, Tony Stark instantly entered the state of a scholar, and without waiting for Saint to answer, he continued: "Not only does it not belong to any known element, it can even be arbitrarily between energy and matter. The way of converting and storing energy is even more amazing. I can't use any technology that has been invented to detect the huge energy contained in it. Moreover, it also has amazing memory characteristics, no matter how I put it Smash it, slice it, and in just a few seconds, it will automatically recover, and..."

"stop!"

Because Saint heard the word "element", he deeply felt the serious lack of his own scientific knowledge reserve. After hearing half of it, he was already in a fog. After he shouted stop, he raised it directly. One arm, with a golden flame on the palm: "Bulbman, can you understand what this is?"

"cannot."

Tony Stark shook his head truthfully,

Then he said, "However, if you are willing to cooperate with me to study for a while, I will definitely..."

"Stop dreaming."

Yin Sheng curled his lips in disdain: "Lightbulb man, you are looking in the wrong direction, whether it's my anger or the stone, you can't understand it in a scientific way, because these are not scientific in the first place. I advise you to focus on what you are good at."

"you are wrong."

Tony Stark was unmoved: "Magic is just a science that has not yet been recognized, so is what you call qi."

"..."

Because Saint rolled his eyes, knowing that he couldn't convince this stubborn donkey, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him any more, so he directly stretched out a palm: "Where is my stone? Bring it here."

Tony Stark showed a very reluctant expression, and asked tentatively: "Can you lend me ten days and a half months of research?"

"cannot!"

Because Saint rejected him categorically, what a joke! Ten days and a half? In just three days, you can play my Dragon Ball to waste!

"I pay rent."

"No rent."

"Ten million a day."

"..."

With a distressed expression, Saint spit out two words with great difficulty: "...No...rent."

"Tsk."

Tony Stark crooked his mouth, turned and walked towards the stairs: "Come with me, that stone is in my studio."

Because Saint followed him down the stairs, and soon saw that his stone dragon ball was glued to a brand-new Ark reactor, and it looked exactly the same as the one on Tony Stark's chest.

Tony Stark picked up the stone dragon ball and handed it to Insant together with the Ark Reactor. With a sly look, he deliberately embarrassed him: "You can take the stone, but the equipment that sticks to the stone is Mine, you have to stay."

"OK."

Saint agreed with a nonchalant face, and then... crushed the ark reactor that was stuck with the stone dragon ball...

"NO!"

Tony Stark screamed and stretched out his arms, trying to stop Yin Shengt's behavior. He didn't feel sorry for the brand-new Ark reactor, but it was almost foreseeable that next, the gray stone would have to do it again. Lai is stuck on his chest... and this time, he has no spares to replace. Although it is not difficult for him to make another one, it is not easy to replace! He felt that if he had to do it again, even if he said to Pepper, "I have no one else but you." I'm afraid it won't work anymore...

However, because of Saint's hand speed, how could Tony Stark, the scumbag of the war, keep up with him. As the Ark reactor was destroyed by him, the stone dragon ball turned into a streamer again...

"NO!!!"

Tony Stark was screaming at this moment, and then... he saw that the streamer, surrounded by the rising golden flames, turned into a ball of light, and obediently stayed at Yinsheng In the palm of your hand...