Chapter 14: Iron Man MKⅠ Model

No one will wait for you forever, except for Lao Liu.

This term could be replaced with Voldemort, Fully Automatic Bush, Garen, and a series of synonyms.

Upon "seeing the end" with Kuatos, Tony actually felt relieved.

While the other party had a motive, it wasn't a significant one.

If it were revealed that Stanney was the one causing trouble, transferring a portion of that bastard's shares to Kuatos wouldn't be out of the question. It also wouldn't affect his control over Stark Industries' stock ownership.

The cost of eliminating a major threat was only a fraction of the money, and Tony could easily accept it.

Moreover, his attitude had subtly changed recently. Upon realizing the harm caused by the weapons he produced, he was prepared to halt the arms business.

Are Stark Industries' stocks still valuable?

Well, at that time, who outsmarts whom remains to be seen.

Tony displayed a genuine smile. "Alright, it's a deal."

"That's a wise decision."

Two fox paws shook hands in a historic moment.

Tony added, "By the way, I have a small request. Ethan... he's helped me a lot, but according to my plan, it's difficult for me to take him with me. I don't know if you, Kuatos..."

As Tony spoke, Ethan's eyes became moist.

"Let me know when you're ready, and I'll safely deliver him to your location." Ang readily agreed and handed Tony a small walkie-talkie. He continued, "And you can do me a small favor too."

"What is it?"

"After you return to New York, help me create a set, no, a series of humanoid bio-suits. You know, those superheroes all like to wear masks or something."

Tony was a bit bewildered, but he still agreed.

"Happy cooperation!"

Ang casually left with the girl in his arms, leaving Tony still imprisoned.

As the symbolic iron door of fate closed in front of Tony, he saw Kuatos snap his fingers. The two terrorists on either side of the gate, who had stood there as if they had awakened from a nightmare, not only regained their spirits but were also wiping their faces with sweat. Unfortunately, they didn't see the two dignified figures leaving.

"They... don't seem to be on the same side."

"Well, maybe." Ethan agreed.

Tony continued his development work on Iron Lump No. 1.

On the other side, exiting the cave, Ang led the Black Canary away, seemingly taking a stroll. Armed terrorists were beside them, but Ang remained calm, while Dinah couldn't keep her composure.

After walking for ten minutes, they left the valley where the camp was located. The Black Canary was already gasping for breath as if she had been exhausted.

Her strength was remarkable, but ultimately, she hadn't surpassed the realm of ordinary humans. Up close, she was confident she could take down ten terrorists, but what about more than a hundred with AKs?

Being turned into a sieve was her only fate.

Yet Ang acted as if nothing was amiss. He had flown from Dubai, taking odd jobs on American helicopters, and had slipped into this valley with the help of his mental control over the Black Mask.

After their conversation, Ang had even prepared a camouflage tent in advance. They set up camp in a valley adjacent to the terrorists' location.

If it weren't for the fact that the valley had no scenery, it would have been like camping here.

Amid the Black Canary's suffering, she couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you just directly rescue Mr. Stark?"

"I've already explained. That's my genuine intention."

There were two other reasons Ang didn't mention:

First, he had now activated the "Godslayer System." If he wanted to maintain the power boost from Wonder Woman, his "Goodness-Evilness Value" couldn't be negative.

Given the timing, Stark, as an arms dealer, was covered in blood. If Ang directly saved him, all his accumulated "merit" for a century would vanish in an instant, and he would have no way to vent his frustration.

Since the system operated under a loose "Cyber Zen" mode without strict criteria, as the system didn't provide a precise definition, Ang simply let Tony continue along his original destiny path of developing the Iron Man.

The other reason was that he needed Tony to help launder his money.

Ang still hadn't figured out where his casual spending money came from. Who knew if it would suddenly run out tomorrow? This intense insecurity forced him to find alternative sources of income.

The money in the diamonds was "bloody money" from the Benelli crime family.

Even if Ang could hide the identity of his mysterious backer, who knew how many others were eyeing that money?

Speaking of money laundering, apart from the mafia, arms dealers were equally professional in this area.

In theory, since he had saved Tony's life, Tony had to help him in return.

Given Iron Man's character, Ang wasn't concerned about him reneging on that.

With all of this settled, Ang felt at ease.

It's just that the Black Canary at his side was a bit curiously entangled. "Boss, can you answer me a question?"

"What?" Ang had laid out the sleeping bag and marching bed and was resting, his left hand covering his eyes.

The Black Canary approached, "Do you... really have no interest in me?"

Ang silently wrapped his arm around her waist, sliding his hand downward.

The Black Canary was jolted as if struck by lightning, her whole body stiffening.

A smirk played on Ang's lips. "Are you suspecting me, a former Black Mask Club Black Gold VIP?"

The Black Canary weakly responded, "Uh, I wouldn't dare."

Ang withdrew his hand. "It's just that, compared to mere possession, I prefer thorough conquest."

For some reason, faced with such a dominant and overbearing statement, the Black Canary's heart trembled, and her body felt a bit warm. Unfortunately, she couldn't muster a retort.

The next second, Ang pointed outside the tent. "Now, Secretary Miss, please keep watch while I rest."

"How long will you rest, Boss?"

"I rest twice a day..." When Ang reached this point, Dinah was feeling smug, thinking, 'So you do have a soft spot after all.' Who knew Ang's next words would be, "Each time, I rest for 12 hours."

The Black Canary's face immediately fell.

Hey! Since you're not my girl, of course, a woman should do a man's job, and a man should work like a beast.

The pitiful Black Canary went to keep watch.

In fact, the terrorists' necks had stiffened, and no one raised their heads to look at the mountaintop outside the valley.

After a day and a night, Tony sent a signal.

It wasn't that Tony didn't want to launch once everything was ready, but the things he made didn't resemble missiles at all.

When a set of iron armor was fitted onto him, the terrorist sub-leader responsible for monitoring finally realized something was amiss. Arabic echoed in the cave where Tony was imprisoned.

Tony couldn't help but open the concealed walkie-talkie. "Kuatos! Are you there? I've run into a problem here. My control program needs more time to finish. Those guys have figured out my plan!"

Kuatos' voice came through leisurely. "Do you want me to buy you some time?"

"Yes."

"As you wish, my friend."

Tony seemed to hear a snapping of fingers. At first, he didn't understand why snapping fingers from so far away would be of any use. But soon, the cave was filled with the sounds of intense gunfire and screams as if coming from a nightmare.

Ethan was incredulous. "Are they fighting among themselves?"

Tony was nearly certain that Kuatos had the power to mentally control enemies. He breathed a sigh of relief and spoke into the walkie-talkie. "I'll break out soon. Ethan will stay here. Please pick him up as soon as possible."

"OK!"

Today was a memorable day for all Iron Man fans.

Tony *Shi Da Ke unveiled the extremely ugly and crude Iron Man MKⅠ Model.

Due to material limitations, this humanoid iron lump only had two flamethrowers. When Tony used Iron Man to charge out, the terrorists who had been "madly" shooting their own men were taken out.

"Hey!" Tony seized the opportunity to spew flames like they came from hell toward the terrorists wielding various weapons.

In the blink of an eye, he turned more than ten people into roasted meat, and when he exited the cave, he set fire to the large stockpile of arms in the valley.

"Boom, boom!" The continuous explosions alarmed all the terrorists in the valley.

They began pouring bullets of various calibers toward Iron Man.

The protection of the first-generation Iron Man was hard to describe. Apart from using thick steel plates to protect Tony's body, there was a lack of protection on many mechanical components on the suit. After being grazed by rifle bullets, he was almost ready to bite the dust.

Those observing from the hillside, the Black Canary included, couldn't help but wonder, "Is that all?"

Ang gave the Black Canary's butt a smack. "Keep watching. If that's all, he's not worthy of being a Stark."

The Black Canary glared angrily at someone.

As expected, the next moment, when Tony sensed the situation turning unfavorable, he finally activated the shiniest function of Iron Man MKⅠ Model.

"Whoosh!"

This 1500-pound (680 kg) humanoid iron lump was propelled forward like a rocket by the flames from its rear-mounted thrusters.

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