Chapter 3

Rubbing his eyes, Alex quietly on the bed, pondering in his heart.

"There is only vague news about Punisher and Daredevil in the news. These two are old clappers, and compared to powerful heroes, their abilities are low, even Spidey is not comparable, and they are of little value. But now that Daredevil has emerged, his opponents Kingpin, also Bullseye, and Japan's The Hand should also be hidden in the dark…"

"And Spidey and Iron Man are both It hasn't appeared yet, but it's 2002 and it should be fast too."

"It's better not to appear, it's easier for me to do things."

He skips these in his thoughts The current or future superhero thinks of another side story: "Mutants are also interspersed…think about it, even though Mutants and Superhero were separated due to copyright issues before crossing over, they still can Belong to one body."

"For me, Mutants are very valuable…The innate ability may be related to certain cultivation physiques and requires careful observation. And these people also have fates, You can move your hands and feet."

"But…" he faintly sighed: "The most important thing now is to establish sect…money…"

He opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on a newspaper—it was a mustache with an arrogant look.

"It's you!"

…

For Tony Stark, apart from hanging around with women and attending various parties, the biggest fun is the laboratory. As for Stark Industries, there are two assistants veteran Obadiah Stane and assistant Pepper Potts, and he doesn't need to worry about everything himself.

He is only responsible for bringing out new products, so he can get enough enthusiastic attention and appreciation.

"Potts, what about the actual test results of the missile? What did the military say? They must be very satisfied, right?"

On the top floor of the Stark Building, Tony and Pepper walked from the elevator Come out, one after the other. Tony asked casually, Pepper holding a folder in his arms and following him.

"Well, we all know that you, Tony Stark, are the world's first genius, his masterpiece, what is the military dissatisfaction?" Pepper has long been accustomed to Tony's self-confidence, or arrogance.

"That's right!" Tony without the slightest hesitation took this sentence as admiration for him.

"But I don't believe that they will not fail to come up with some incredible ideas. Maybe they are going to let me build a missile that can burst Jupiter all at once, and then dominate the world."

Pepper shrugged.

The fully automatic metal gate automatically clocked in when Tony approached. Tony took off his jacket and walked in while saying: "Jarvis, let's continue the previous experiment…"

"Sorry sir, I think you have to see a guest before you can continue the experiment."

"Okay," Tony slowly put down his coat and walked to the wine cabinet casually, Said: "Pepper, you go out first, I might have a boxing match with a stranger."

He was talking and took a bottle worth tens of thousands of USD from the wine cabinet. I poured a glass of premium red wine and gestured to a weird guy wearing an azure robe sitting on the sofa not far away: "Hey buddy, do you want a glass? Although I don't know how you wore it. Security came to me, but as a host, I must welcome you. Of course, if you can give me an explanation."

Pepper also saw the silhouette wearing an azure robe. This silhouette gives people a very strange feeling. It seems to be there and not, it seems to be far away, but close in front of you.

She looked at Tony. From Tony's eyes, she got the message of holding on for the time being, and then she quietly retreated.

Tony's complexion remained the same. Although he felt a little uneasy, he relied on himself. He believed that no one in this world could do anything to him for no reason.

"Tony Stark?"

Wearing an azure robe silhouette lifts the head, and Zhao Yu's face is exposed.

"Yes buddy, I am Tony Stark, the world's first genius, the richest man, you did not admit your mistake." He shook the glass: "I just told you, would you like a drink?"

Alex looked at him faintly, a flash of light in his eyes, Tony looked as if he felt like he was not wearing clothes. He said, "Hey, buddy, can you not look at me like this? I'm not gay, ok?"

Alex The rays of light in his eyes dissipated, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said, "Neither am I."

"Then, buddy." Tony sat on the sofa opposite Alex, with a space between the two. Coffee table: "Can you explain it to me now?"

Alex flicked his wide sleeves, and each minding their own business said: "I said you are the most suitable for two reasons. One, you are very rich. But in fact, many rich people can afford the money I need. Second, I plan to accept you as a discíple, because you are smart, and this is the most important reason."

"Haha, are you giving charity?" Tony opened his arms and said unbelievably: "discíple? Student? Who am I? Tony Stark! Buddy, are you sure you have no problem with your brain?"

"So, you refused?" Alex slowly stood up, standing with hands behind their back.

"Of course. No one can expect a good face from an uninvited guest." Tony loosened his shoulders.

Alex looked at him, with a slight sorrow on his expression: "I didn't want to use force, but it can't be wasted…" He slowly stretched out his hand, and a ray of light in Fingertips sparkled.

Tony fell back abruptly, turned over directly from the sofa, and hid behind the sofa.

He was about to yell when a ray of light flew in, ignoring any obstacles, ignoring any human response, and shot into Tony's forehead.

He looked stiff, and then yelled: "What did you do to me"

Alex gave a smile: "This is a spell, and it's okay. Refined into magic treasure, called Band-Tightening Spell. This Daoist magic technique directly affects your soul and punishes the soul by chanting. Once there was a naturally raised, lawless monkey, he marked Heavenly Court, stirred the Three Realms, Golden Immortal When I saw him, I had to give way, but I was finally tamed by Band-Tightening Spell."

He took a deep breath, his tone slowed down, and said seriously: "Buddy, do you know that you are committing a crime? If you don't want the police to come to your door, you should relieve yourself of this for me …spell?"

Although Tony is arrogant and accustomed, he has never been threatened, but he has deeply felt a kind of imprisonment from in the depth of his soul, he is scared!

Alex is still smiling, stands with hands behind their back, big sleeves hanging down, clothes fluttering, and immortal qi rising high.

Alex said leisurely: "So, for you, this is insoluble. Unless you are willing to soul flies away and scatter. Otherwise. Even if rebirth through reincarnation, this spell imprinted in the soul will always follow you, never leave or abandon."

"I should let you experience the fun of this spell first. "Alex said, laughing, and the corners of his lips moved slightly. Some hard-to-describe incantations popped out from the gaps between the lips and turned into an invisible force, motivating the imprint on Tony in the depth of one's soul. spell.

"Ah!"

Tony's expression tightened, and huge pain and depression erupted from the depth of one's soul. He hugged his head and rolled on the ground roar!

"Sir, sir!"

Jarvis, the artificial intelligence, is anxious on the sidelines. It can't communicate with the outside world at all. It can't even call the police-it's on the table next to it. , A faint ball of light emitting rays of light, imprisoned by a twisted rune-when Tony entered here, Alex activated a chance of Saint Summoning Card, appeared here, and handily took Jarvis, even the Artifact Spirit Far inferior to the imprisonment of false spirituality.

Looking at the painful green veins exposed, almost wishing one were dead world's first genius, Alex indifferently said: "Band-Tightening Spell has multiple effects. The first thing is pain. This is the effect of a certain power according to the eighteen layers of hell, that created the spell. He can let you experience eighteen different kinds of fun, Tony, tell me, would you like to experience it?"

"no! Ah… "He pinched his forehead fiercely with one hand, his eyes protruding, the bleeding from gum bites, the muscles on his face twitching unconsciously, and the whole person twitching. He stretched out his other hand with difficulty: "Stop, Stop! I promise, I promise"