I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

The invalidation of the Mind Scepter did not change Wanda and Pietro's idea of ​​revenge.

"In that case..."

As soon as the words fell, Wanda and Pietro met eyes, and immediately made a decision!

I saw a flash of red light flashing in Wanda's eyes, and a flirtatious red light suddenly appeared between the vacant left finger.

Immediately afterwards, a faint crimson mist immediately entangled Stark.

Stark's whole body seemed to be tightly bound by ropes, his hands and feet slammed together, tightly clinging to his body, motionless.

"Um…"

With a muffled groan, Wanda just raised his hand slightly, and Stark, who was bound by Chaos Magic, lifted his feet off the ground and slowly suspended in mid-air.

Feeling the suffocation that his body was firmly imprisoned, Stark was still optimistic, and even said to himself a little bitterly:

"I've decided! I'm definitely, 100%, going to send a letter of complaint to S.H.I.E.L.D., they monitor the work of superpowers like shit! And that guy in Leon, the guard of the villa..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pietro interrupted him directly!

"Haha, what a sense of humor..."

While speaking, Pietro, with white hair, stepped forward and confronted Stark, joking:

"Mr. Stark, how is it? How does it feel to be controlled and unable to break free? Is it very uncomfortable?"

To this question, Stark was unwilling to show his weak side, and replied as lightly as possible:

"good."

"But then again, I'm very curious, why did you two rebellious teenagers find me? You know, I don't even know you."

"Oh, I'm glad you finally asked that question..."

The corners of his mouth curled up, Pietro's face changed, and then his figure disappeared instantly!

In the next moment, only an afterimage flashed past, and Stark felt a pain in his abdomen, as if he had been hit hard in the abdomen by a punch.

"Cough cough..."

From behind Stark, Pietro's voice came again:

"Of course you don't know us!"

"But, you know what? That doesn't matter. What matters is that we know you, and it's all because of you that we're like this!"

Before he finished speaking, Stark was punched in the face by Pietro again!

With a "bang", Stark's right face flushed red, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

It is worth mentioning that his long-time friend Rhodes, because he was controlled by his mind, just stood silently on the spot, watching Stark be beaten by Pietro, but did not respond.

. . . . . .

Just as Stark was being twined by Maximov, his disappearance finally caught someone's attention.

"Hahaha, didn't you already say it once that day?"

"Is there? Why don't I remember..."

"You idiot, you stay in the laboratory all day, and of course you have research data in your mind, how can you remember..."

…

The melodious music, the comfortable atmosphere, and the effect of alcohol, make the distance between people close quickly without knowing it.

Natasha and Banner sat on the sofa in the corner of the hall, chatting and laughing, and making physical contact from time to time.

From an outsider's point of view, the two seem to be a very affectionate couple.

However, just as the two were chatting happily, they suddenly heard a familiar voice interjecting:

"Hey! Natasha, Banner, did you see Tony?"

The two of them turned their heads in unison, and what they saw was the owner of the villa, Lyon, who was holding champagne in his hand.

Banner, who was wearing a brown suit, was startled, and asked with a little doubt:

"no, what happened?"

Leon shook his head, and then responded:

"It's nothing, you continue, I'll go to the bar to find it."

After saying goodbye to Natasha and Banner, Leon came to the bar.

"Did you see Mr. Stark just now?"

heard,

The waiter was slightly startled, and then replied:

"Oh, yes! A man came over just now, and after a few chats with him, the two left."

Hearing this, Leon couldn't help but then asked:

"Oh? What does the man look like? What's his name?"

"A tall, thin black man who seems to be very close to Mr. Stark. As for the name, I don't know..."

"so…"

After pondering for a moment, Leon seemed to think of something, and then asked:

"Then do you know where they went?"

"It seems to be over the side door."

"okay, thank you…"

Saying goodbye to the waiter at the bar, Lyon walked through the crowd with champagne in his hand towards the side door of the villa.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, in the garden outside the villa.

"I don't think you remember every bullet, every weapon, every missile you ever sold?"

Hearing Pietro's words, Stark finally understood why the other party found him.

As a once world-famous arms dealer, there are countless arms and weapons that he has approved and sold.

A considerable number of soldiers on both sides of the conflict in the Middle East, Africa, Eastern Europe and other places use weapons from Stark Industries.

If all the weapons made by Stark Industries, and the people killed directly or indirectly, are all recorded on Stark's body, then he will be burdened with blood debts!

Of course, it is always the man with the weapon that kills, not the man who makes the weapon.

Besides, the current Tony Stark is no longer the previous Tony Stark...

"That was before, and I don't do those things anymore."

It was just a simple sentence, but to Wanda and Pietro, it sounded like a very harsh defense.

Angry Wanda, the left hand controlling the crimson mist, first lifted it up, and suddenly pressed it down!

Stark, who was imprisoned by the red energy, first rose to a height of seven or eight meters, and then like a free fall, he suddenly fell from the air and slammed to the ground.

"Um…"

Fortunately, the ground is not a thick marble floor, but a relatively soft lawn with a certain buffer.

Otherwise, he would fall down from a height of seven or eight meters and be seriously injured.

Even so, Stark still felt a burning pain in his back.

"Before...now..."

"None of us care! What we do care is that the missiles that took our parents and the missiles that landed in front of us all have one word written on them, STARK!"

As he spoke, Pietro, who couldn't hold back his inner impulse and sadness, clenched his fists and stepped forward, preparing to punch Stark hard in the face.

And at this moment, the mutation suddenly occurred!

An invisible ripple swayed suddenly, just hitting Pietro!

"what!"

"Pietro!"

Hearing an exclamation, Pietro flew out under Wanda's surprised eyes.

What followed was an indifferent magnetic voice:

"Hey! Can you let go of that mustache if you don't mind?"

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