This Kryptonian is Too Steady

"Look Smith, it's Iron Man!"

After identifying a golden-red battle armor with very personal characteristics, a freckle-covered teenager stared wide-eyed, exclaimed, and shook his companion's shoulder vigorously.

After receiving the boy's reminder, the rest of the passers-by also reacted, exclaimed, and then quickly took out their mobile phones, all turned into 'paparazzi', turned on the camera, and aimed at the golden-red figure in front of them.

Toni has long been familiar with the reactions of these passers-by, leaving them a cool head, and striding towards the inside of the Civil and Military Group with both legs.

"Miss Christine, right? Excuse me, is your boss there?"

After confirming the information of the receptionist at the front desk with his chin in a daze through face recognition, Tony asked in a deep voice.

"My God, Tony Stark?!"

Hearing this familiar voice, the front desk lady's dull eyes quickly became fixed, and then turned to the two peach hearts: "I actually saw the real Iron Man, can you give me an autograph?"

"Um, Miss Christine."

Tony couldn't stand the other party's enthusiasm, so he repeated his question again: "I have something to ask your boss, is he here now?"

If it was the past, he would have agreed without hesitation, but now he has more urgent things to do.

The most important thing was that the front desk lady didn't look good enough for him.

"Probably, probably, not here."

The corners of Christine's mouth twitched slightly, his tone full of uncertainty.

She was just a receptionist whose status was only a little higher than that of the cleaners, so how could she know what her boss was doing.

"What is supposed?"

"After I came to the company this morning, I didn't see any of my colleagues, and the leader's phone couldn't be reached, which made me think that I made a mistake about the date. Today is the weekend rest."

Christine was spinning a pen in her hand, and said depressedly: "But today is indeed Wednesday, and I haven't received a holiday notice, which makes me completely confused."

'It's still a step late. '

Upon hearing the news, Tony no longer had much hope of catching Mandarin here, so he sighed secretly, his tone unchanged: "Then where is your boss's office?"

"The sixty-sixth floor, the whole floor is his office."

Christine answered casually.

"thanks."

After thanking him, Tony also returned a message to the other party: "You should leave here quickly and go home. Your boss has already run away and will not come back again." .@x81zw@@

Hearing this news, Christine froze in place as if struck by lightning.

A few seconds later, there was a heart-piercing wail: "My salary...!"

Tony took advantage of her dazed time to take the elevator to the sixty-sixth floor, where the Mandarin's daily office is.

'Ding~'

There was a clear sound, and the elevator door opened in response.

Tony raised his arms, the energy transmitter in his palm lighted up slightly, and looked around carefully. The detection equipment on the armor was running at full power, guarding against possible sneak attacks.

However, all his behavior is to wink at the blind man.

Not to mention living people on this floor, not even a single living plant was found.

Looking at people going to the empty hall,

Tony was inevitably a little disappointed: "Knight, it seems that the two girls from Lady Luck didn't take care of us."

"It's all your fault for lowering the average appearance of the two of us."

Accompanied by a frivolous words, a black figure appeared out of nowhere, not far from the golden red armor. First release (www) m/.x81zw./com/

"I didn't expect that guy to be so courageous, he dared to run around under our noses."

Seeing this person going to the empty building, the last trace of doubt in Saibo's heart was settled, and he was convinced that the 'civilian' was the Mandarin they were looking for: "In my opinion, the other party 'loves' you deeply. , at the risk of being exposed, I will come to see you in person."

"roll!"

Tony's face darkened: "I only like beautiful women, not men!"

The two talked while walking, and soon came to the east of this floor, the real office of Mr. Manchu.

A beam of particle beams emerged from the palm of the hand, melting the lock cylinder of the front door, and Tony pushed it casually, and the alloy door opened easily.

Through super vision, Cyber ​​already knew that there was no ambush inside, so he took the lead and stepped into this almost empty room with only a giant desk left.

'drop! '

The moment Lieyang battle armor stepped into the mandarin's office with its first foot, a crisp sound suddenly sounded in the room.

Immediately afterwards, a green light curtain was suddenly cast from the ceiling, forming a holographic light screen of about 100 inches.

"Welcome to the Civil and Military Group, Tony Stark."

Accompanied by a deep, vicissitudes of life voice, the holographic light screen flickered twice, and my lord...

No, the Mandarin pretending to be Trevor appeared in front of the two of them.

"Are you Trevor or the Mandarin?"

Seeing this, Tony frowned, uncertain.

Saibo reminded: "This is not a real-time communication screen, but a video."

After the other party said this, Tony observed carefully for a while, and finally found the abnormality in the picture.

Although the attire is still exactly the same as when he appeared on TV a few years ago, Trevor in the video has long since lost his composure.

His legs are trembling slightly, his forehead is covered with sweat, his eyes are erratic, and he glances to the front left of the camera from time to time, as if there is some peerless beast hidden somewhere.

It can be seen that this video was not taken voluntarily by the other party.

"This should be our second official meeting, Tony Stark?"

The "Mandarin" in the picture didn't care about the conversation between the two, and performed on his own: "Let me introduce myself first, I am the descendant of the Jin family, the Lord of the Ten Commandments, the chosen son of heaven—Wen Wu, you too You can call me Zhang Tong, or Gene Kahn.

Of course, I am best known as the Mandarin. "

"You may be wondering why I left this video and why I targeted you."

Trevor performed emotionally and became more and more involved: "It's okay, I will talk about it slowly for you."

Glancing at the elder and younger next to him, the corners of Saibo's mouth curled up slightly, showing an appearance of watching the show.

He wanted to see why the Mandarin cared so much about Tony, as if he had killed his own father.

"Do you think it was a coincidence that you were betrayed by Obada Stein and kidnapped by the Ten Rings?"

"Who do you think funded Justin Hammer in the first place, allowing him to develop Hammer Industries?"

"Why do you think Killian is qualified to use the title of 'Mandarin' to take revenge on you?"

Trevor came up with three consecutive questions.

Hearing these questions, Tony couldn't help cursing again: "Fack!"