The Wizard of Winterhold In Marvel Universe

"I know, everyone here must want to see Tony's handsome face rather than my old face?"

On the radiant stage, Obadeh spoke cheerfully into the microphone, and there was a burst of laughter from the audience:

"Unfortunately, Tony is too busy, so I can only accept this 'peak award' for him. I think he will jump up happily when he sees the trophy..."

No longer listening to his nonsense, the representative of the military, the bridge to communicate with the Stark Group - Rhodey came to the casino downstairs and found Tony who was throwing dice:

"You're too worried about this award, Tony..."

"What? Are you talking about the 'peak award'? Guess how many trophies like this can I find in the cabinet?"

Tony Stark held up the champagne and made a funny expression:

"Fifty? One hundred?"

"No matter how many you have, this is the military's affirmation of your contribution."

Rhodey said sternly: "You should treat it with a more serious attitude, otherwise it may be awarded to someone else next time."

"I think who this award goes to is not the one who really put on red underwear to maintain world peace; it is to prove who is the military's closest partner, isn't it?"

Tony Stark put his arms around his waist: "Don't be so nervous Roddy, let's play two games."

"I'm serious, Tony. You know that if I hadn't fought hard, this prize might not have fallen to you."

"Really? Who else can you award it to? Justin Hammer the clown?"

"Nolan Lee."

"Who?" Tony Stark almost suspected that something was wrong with his ears:

"You mean the 'tech giant' who makes a website? Come on, his stuff has no technical content, and high school students can follow it. What does he have to do with the military?"

"He sent people to purchase a batch of arms worth 180 million US dollars for research, and planned to enter the military industry in a big way. Some bigwigs think this kind of behavior is worth encouraging. The most important thing is, "

Roddy took out a few photos from his arms and handed them to him:

"They already have one of the things the military is most interested in, exoskeleton armor with actual combat capability."

Tony Stark's eyes narrowed when he heard the exoskeleton, but he couldn't help laughing when he saw the photo:

"COMON, Roddy, which processing plant in New York can't make such a simple thing?"

In the photo, it is not the battle suits Nolan and the others are wearing, but the exoskeleton armor that is more similar to the whiplash mecha after being extremely simplified, which looks very simple in the photo.

"Yeah, that's what I said to them too, 'Tony he can make this kind of stuff'. But anyway, you've got another competitor, Tony."

"It doesn't matter, after this trip to Afghanistan, they will know who is the pheasant in the cave and who is the real genius."

Tony Stark is confident about his upcoming missile launch.

......

"Nolan! Tony Stark is missing in Afghanistan!"

A woman dressed as an OL ran into the top office in a hurry, her face very panicked.

"Really? What does Tony's disappearance have to do with us?"

Nolan sat in a chair drinking tea and reading the newspaper, not taking her words to heart at all:

"Go and tell Tom, don't take any more advertisements from the Hammer Group, it's a loser. We, the media, can't take all the advertisements for any product."

"But..." She looked around when no one was around, and quietly approached Nolan's ear: "Did you do it?"

"Ok???"

"No, I'm just asking, it doesn't matter if you did it, I'm sure I won't say it!"

She raised her right hand as assurance.

"I said Chen Wan, have you watched too many palace fighting dramas, and what are you holding in your head?"

Nolan was very surprised: "Why should I kill someone who has nothing to do with me?"

"Everyone said that you wanted to get involved in the arms industry, but you were stared at to death, so first get rid of the boss of this industry. The most important thing is that you also have this ability..." Chen Wan said My own guess:

"And you sold all of Stark's stock before Monday, as if you knew something was going to happen to him."

"Of course I have this ability. I also have the ability to summon aliens in New York. Should I do the same? I don't do such a bottomless thing. Have you forgotten who we are?"

Chen Wan let out a long sigh of relief: "I knew that you are still the same you, a noble person who is out of vulgar taste!"

"Don't be flattering. By the way, Tony is missing. Stark's stock price should plummet, right? Find a time to speculate. How much you get, it doesn't matter even if you become a shareholder of the company."

"what?"

Just then, the phone on the desk rang.

Nolan picked it up, and a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Li, it's me."

"Agent Phil Coulson? Why did you remember to call me, the internal issue has been dealt with?"

A wry smile came over the phone:

"Probably. All I can say is that S.H.I.E.L.D. has had serious attrition. More than half of the agents have been put in temporary prisons, and at least one-third of the agents have died fighting each other..."

"That's not my concern. Do you have anything to ask me?"

Phil Coulson's voice became serious: "Stop it~www.novelmt.com~Nolan. Put Tony Stark back, we can suppress this matter, and let those who are interested no longer pursue it."

Nolan was stunned: "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you arrange Tony's kidnapping?"

"The only thing I can tell you is that it's best to make an appointment to see a brain doctor. Bye!"

"Crazy!" Nolan hung up with a 'pop'.

But less than a minute later, the phone rang again.

"I repeat, it's not me..."

"OK, we trust you. But S.H.I.E.L.D. has another request, Nolan. Can you help us get Stark back? He's important to a plan."

......

"Tony Stark!"

Tony's headgear was removed, and his hands were tied to a chair, unable to move.

Opposite him is a group of terrorists with guns.

"Welcome, welcome! We have long heard of your name. We are honored to have you here."

Tony stared calmly at a man who looked like a head:

"Who sent you here? Nolan Lee?"

"'Noron'? Who is that?"

"Not him? Could it be Justin Hammer?"

The head looked impatient: "We're not in the mood to play guessing games with you, Stark. We need you to help us build weapons. It's the kind you demonstrated to the military, the 'Jerico missile'."

"Really? You also want this kind of excellent weapon?"

Although unkempt and looking very embarrassed, Tony Stark still showed a gentlemanly and confident smile:

"I reject."

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