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Besides, Lai Mu lives in Stark's villa, so maybe we can get some unexpected surprises from him.
Seeing the two chatting animatedly, Pepper breathed a sigh of relief.
She secretly reached out her hand, cautiously covered the USB drive, and switched the screen back to the desktop.
Lai Mu raised the bread in his hand towards Obadiah, his eyes sparkling with the brilliance of a foodie.
"We'll talk about that later... This bread is delicious and tastes great! Where did you buy it? Can you tell me?"
He had almost finished the bread in his hand, with only a corner left. Because the slime's stomach led to the dimensional space, he would never be full.
Slimes do not rely on food to survive. As long as there is energy in the environment, it can be converted into magic elements to sustain life.
Eating is simply a hobby.
Obadiah bent down and sat down, pushing the remaining half of a large loaf of bread on the plate in front of Lai Mu, who was not polite to him.
Obadiah agreed with it and smiled, as if he had found a soulmate.
"Of course! It's one of my staples. Old John's cooking never disappoints."
“Just walk a block to the right from the front of the business and you can find Old John’s Bakery if you ask anyone — it’s been there since I was a young man.”
“In recent years, John has rarely worked on the bakery himself, but the younger generation of bakers were trained by him and have inherited his exquisite craftsmanship and are proficient in the different flavors of many countries.”
He raised a finger and began to recommend, "The bread they make is made with a lot of ingredients, tastes great, and is very cheap. This bread in your hand is only $8, 980 grams, and can be eaten for four to five meals. It is definitely a good helper at work."
"If you like, I'll have someone buy some and send them to Tony's. They don't offer delivery service."
Lai Mu nodded eagerly, very happy, "Please buy more, I like this flavor very much!"
Obadiah smiled amiably and agreed, "Of course, of course."
On the other side, the data was finally copied.
Pepper quietly unplugged the USB drive and stood up, "Okay, Lemu. We should go. It's getting late."
Pepper nodded apologetically to Obadiah, and hurriedly pulled Lemu around Obadiah and walked out.
Obadiah smiled and waved to Lai Mu, saying goodbye loudly, "Come back next time and I'll take you to the factory. There are a lot of high-tech toys there. Maybe you'll like them."
"it is good!"
After putting down his hands, Obadiah stared at the backs of the two men, suddenly frowned, and felt a little uneasy.
There was something wrong with Pepper's demeanor and reaction...not natural.
He stood up and walked around to the back of his desk, turning on his computer. There was nothing on the desk, and the mouse clicked everywhere, but there was no sign of it having been used...
No! This is my login! The password has been cracked!
That B pool!
She must have done something!
Obadiah angrily slammed his hands on the table with a bang, then stood up and quickly chased after him.
First floor.
When Lemu and Pepper came down, Coulson was still waiting here. The grown man was actually playing with his fingers and looked bored.
Lai Mu swallowed the last piece of bread in his hand in a few bites, raised his head, and signaled Coulson to follow.
"Agent Coulson, I need your help."
Coulson stood up swiftly with a solemn expression and followed behind him without missing a step. "Please go ahead."
Pepper turned to look at Lemu in surprise, "Agent?"
"Yes, I contacted him. He's from the Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency. He's trustworthy, and Tony knows him, too."
As they walked, Lemu said, "Agent Coulson, we found something interesting. Please take Pepper with you to gather the troops. Pepper will explain it to you on the way."
"it is good……"
Coulson's phone suddenly rang, he picked it up and saw a text message. It said, "Walk slowly and protect Pepper."
Coulson looked at Lai Mu in surprise, and Lai Mu nodded meaningfully.
The group quickly walked out of Stark Industries. Laimu waved without looking back, as if he was saying goodbye to someone.
On the second floor, Obadiah placed his hands on the railing and looked down. He watched Pepper, Lemu, and Coulson reunite, and watched the little kid with light blue hair waving and mocking him.
Damn Fuck!
And there are agents... they actually contacted the agents!
They must have taken the evidence from the computer!
Walk to the company gate.
Lai Mu waved to Pepper and turned to walk to the other side.
"Pepper, I'm going to go back to the villa and tell Tony about this. I'll trouble you here, please be careful."
"you……"
Pepper stopped talking again, thinking that it might not be safe for Lei Mu to walk alone, and did he have to walk back?
But then she thought about what happened today. Lai Mu was calm and composed throughout the whole process, and even contacted the agent in advance, as if everything had been arranged. As an adult, she was so nervous.
Maybe the worry is unnecessary.
Chapter 35. The so-called elegance of villains
There is a chance, there is still a chance!
Obadiah had a gloomy face and hurried to Area 16 where the Iron Monger armor was being developed.
As long as we kill Pepper, the other two, and the agent, and then kill other people who may know about it, retrieve the evidence, and finally disguise it as a robot out of control, there is still hope.
We have gone through many storms over the years and there is nothing to be afraid of.
As long as there is no substantial evidence, neither the CIA nor the FBI can carry out the arrest. Obadiah is not a civilian who can be easily controlled.
His status and his connections can give him room to maneuver.
At that time, whether you hand over the armor manufacturing technology to the US government and military in exchange for asylum, or leave the United States and go to other countries to avoid investigation, you can live a comfortable life.
Even, if Tony Stark is killed, then as the only one who masters the armor manufacturing technology, Obadiah will have enough value and benefits to make some people desperately protect him and bring him to a new height.
This is called America.
There is no right or wrong, only positions and interests.
"We can't make a small reactor... there's nothing we can do..."
William of the Mediterranean, the research leader of Area 16, gave Obadiah the bad news with a look of regret.
Armor without an energy source is just a large, motionless toy.
Obadiah resisted the urge to crush the bald man in front of him to death, and after thinking for a while...he could only get one from Stark.
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In an empty corner.
Lai Mu stretched out his right hand, which melted into a light blue vortex. A blue and white armored figure with a huge sword on his back walked out of it. It was the ghost.
The armor transformed with a click, wrapping Lai Mu inside, ignited the engine, and flew into the sky, leaving a white trail in the air.
Lemu has to rush to Stark's villa to save his life, and at the same time ensure that Stark's small reactor can be successfully delivered to Obadiah.
This concerns whether Lai Mu can make a lot of money from the "Iron Man Debut Incident", and the plan cannot go wrong.
When Lemu arrived, Obadiah hadn't come yet, and Stark was coming up from the basement alone, apparently looking for a midnight snack. Lemu hugged his chest and waited in the corner of the corridor for a while, and then Obadiah finally arrived.
Lemu watched him push open the door and walk into the villa. Jarvis also remained silent because Obadiah had permission to enter.
After entering the living room, Obadiah got behind the defenseless Stark, took out an infrasonic neural jammer as small as a USB flash drive, and put it next to Stark's ear.
Black veins crawled up Stark's face, and his body was instantly paralyzed and unable to move. The numbness would last for fifteen minutes.
Lai Mu's eyes lit up and he grabbed his hand subconsciously. What a good thing. He will make one for him later.
Obadiah took out a mechanical claw, removed the reactor from Stark's chest, then sat down leisurely and began to chat with Stark.
He really didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and seemed quite relaxed.
"...When I ordered your assassination, I was worried that I might have destroyed a treasure chest..."
Obadiah held the reactor emitting white light in front of his eyes and examined it carefully, with a hint of intoxication in his eyes, "...Oh, it's so beautiful..."
He looked at Stark's pale face again. There was a pair of dead fish eyes on his face, full of shock, anger and helplessness.
"Don't be angry... This will be the most precious legacy you leave behind... It's a pity that you dragged Pepper and Lemu into this. I didn't intend to kill them..."
"If your father had been as selfish as you..."
After chatting with Stark for a few minutes, Obadiah put the reactor into a suitcase and finally got up and left.
What can I say about this relaxed outing? The elegance of a villain?
Lai Mu, leaning against the wall, sighed.
The light from the living room shone on his face, with shadows and light interweaving, leaving a diagonal dividing line.
What a pity! I was going to let you live for the sake of the bread - I swear on my reputation as a foodie.
...But since you said "I want you to die" in front of me, I can only send you away before that.
This is a simple logic question, isn't it?
Lai Mu walked out from the corner, and the sound of his not-so-loud footsteps echoed in the quiet living room.
Stark was still slumped on the sofa, unable to move.
Lai Mu walked closer to him, his face calm and revealing nothing, "I was planning to come back and tell you about this, but now it seems I don't need to say it."
Stark forced a weak, airless smile onto his pale face, with a hint of self-mockery. He moved his mouth but couldn't speak because his face was still numb.
I don't know whether he was mocking himself for the fate of a great Stark, or mocking himself for being blind and unable to see Obadiah's evil ambitions for more than ten years.