stimulation

At midnight, Madoka was already asleep in her bed, the Red Queen was nowhere to be found, and only on the big screen, the satellites were still performing their autonomous positioning.

A picture was pulled close and enlarged, estimated by comparison, in the elimination.

Time passes, eliminating more and more locations, from the World War II period to the present, because of the greenhouse effect, the glaciers have changed greatly, that's why it's so difficult to find.

It wasn't uncommon that it might even be directly ignored. Maniac three this does not report too much hope, can find it will be taken in advance, can not find it will wait for S.H.I.E.L.D. to search after ...

The first thing I'd like to do is to get my hands on the S.H.I.E.L.D.

The next day, the news raked Anton Vanko over the coals while denouncing him as a supervillain!

On the other hand, they praised Tony, so there was no way around it, who made the public just love to read news like this?

Madsan knew that the Deathwhip guy had been rescued by Hammer, and that the death inside was nothing more than an unlucky one!

Walking over to the window and stretching, the sunlight shone in slightly, the beautiful body was hidden under the wide pajamas.

Unfortunately, this beautiful scene, only the red queen can see.

"Red Queen?"

"Yes, master."

"Prepare my breakfast, and by the way, leave a message for Stark that I have something for him. Location ... It'll be at his house."

...

Tony was sorting out the paperwork for the transfer of his shares, he had surrendered all his holdings to Pepper, the palladium was so poisoned that there was not the slightest way out of it.

Unless he stopped the small energy reactors now.

And then carefully condition his body to gradually clear the palladium out of his body!

Is that possible? As soon as he stopped using it, the tiny shrapnel would block his heart in five minutes, and he would be dead in ten minutes.

Modern medicine had not yet reached that level of sophistication, and he'd thought about enlisting the help of Brooks, relying on some kind of "back-in-time" magic. ...

Tony's character would ask for help? He's not stupid. He's not stupid, how can that kind of magic not have a little bit of limitations?

"Sir."

"Hmm? What can I do for you?"

"Miss Brooks left a message for you."

Tony raised an eyebrow, he'd just thought of the other side when the message came this way ...

"Tell me about it."

"Ms. Brooks wants to meet with you here at this location, says it's about your body."

"Now?"

"I think so." Jarvis couldn't be sure.

"Do I have any plans afterward?"

"Fly to LA, over there ..."

"Put it off!" Before Jarvis could finish, Tony said in a hushed voice, "Tell Brooks to come straight here, can't imagine she'd like this place."

"Yes, sir."

...

"Ta-da-da-da~"

Small leather boots stomped on the floor as they walked nonchalantly toward Tony, who was sitting on the couch.

Tony crossed his legs, rested his hands on the back of the cushions, and said in an odd tone, "I thought you'd just show up."

"Oh?"

"Like before, you 'whooshed' right in here."

Madoka rolled her eyes and nonchalantly sat down on the other side of the couch, "Sounds just like flying, and I don't remember there being any sound when I teleported."

"Pretty much." Tony rubbed his nose, not really intending to be continuing the conversation.

"You came looking for me ... What's the deal?"

"Why do you think I came by car?"

Tony mused for a moment, "To enjoy the slower pace of life?"

"Stark." Madsan's face was serious, "That joke isn't even cold."

"Okay, okay." Tony waved his hands forward in a vain attempt to show that he knew, "You can take the energy converter anytime you want, it's right there in the Stark Building, I remember you visiting it."

"I've asked Jarvis to email you the information about it, I don't know if the favor's been repaid, but you're not going to force the dying man to then work, are you?"

"That looks no different than a slaver, and with half a month left I want to go and have a good time on my own.

"

"You haven't had enough?" Madsan marveled.

"Oh~ Brooks you can't say that." Tony quickly shook his head and stood up and walked over to the small fridge.

"If you want to talk about Anton Vanko, I'd still like to go to another F1 race. It's a shame there aren't any races these days."

"A Coke, please."

Tony was just about to close the mini-fridge when he heard a voice.

Pulling the bottled Coke out of it, "You're welcome."

Madsan, however, was unimpressed, "Is that any way to treat a guest? I'm afraid I've met a fake Stark."

Tony shrugged his shoulders and directly put the cold beer into his mouth and took two gulps, "You can say whatever you want, I can't control too much when my mouth is on someone else anyway."

Madsan didn't bother touching the cold coke on the coffee table, instead he looked at Tony who stood up, "I actually want to make a deal with you."

"I don't really have anything to miss here other than the 'Mark', but unfortunately I'll be destroying everything afterward."

"Not thinking about doing something for the people of your own country?"

"That's something I don't mind, but the military isn't going to go out on the street and help old grannies cross the street with 'Marks'."

"Would you?"

Tony froze, and then said, "Sure, if she needs it."

"And would you be willing to help me?"

"Oh~ Brooks, as I've said before, I want to have fun with what little time I have left. Do you hear me? If you want, it's fine to join me. I am not going to refuse to have a beautiful girl by my side."

"You have a long time left." Madoka stared at Tony and paused, "As long as I want."

Tony stood there, still holding the half-drunk beer bottle in his right hand, no one wants to die, and he's no exception, cracks gradually blossoming again in the resolve he made earlier ...

Madoka leaned back, her black silk legs crossed over each other, and although Tony couldn't see anything under the cover of the black dress, it didn't stop him from tasting a little in his own head.

"You die and leave a big mess to Boz, can she handle it?"

Without hesitation Tony retorted, "She will, no one is stronger than her!"

A smirk curled up at the corner of Madoka's mouth as she noticed a figure just around the corner in the living room. The concealment was rather nasty, fooling the average person at best.

And Tony, who wasn't wearing a 'Mark', happened to be right in the middle of it.

"No one takes pity on a female in the capital markets, Stark Industries is gradually shutting down its arms division, and all this turmoil is totally beyond Boz's ability to smooth over."

"You don't think everything's normal now? Because you're still around, those capitalists are jealous of you, the superhero Iron Man, and the capitalist predator Tony Stark."

Madsan sat up straight, "And after that? Boz will continue to run Stark Industries, even if your friend will help her, but so what? Stark Industries will survive, but it's unknown if the executive officer will still be Boz by then."