ALL NOVEL Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man
Chapter 42 I want a bird
Chapter 42 I want a bird
Soon, the car arrived at a large factory in the suburbs of Hans Industries.
"This is where we work, a small cunning rabbit's cave below." Hans kept introducing to Ivan who had just woken up. Poor Master Ivan was seriously injured and wanted to escape, but the few bodyguards around him All of them are five big and three thick, obviously with extraordinary skills.
"Remove my friend's handcuffs first," Hans said to the bodyguards on both sides.
"Forgive me, I'm a huge fan of yours and I don't want to make a bad impression on you."
Seeing the rude actions of the bodyguard, Hans kept talking
"Come on, he's a human being, not an animal."
"Okay, you can go down now." Hans said to several bodyguards.
"He's dangerous!" said the bodyguard.
"Go on, we'll be fine." Hans waved his hand.
"you sure?"
"fine!"
"Who are you?" Ivan stood there firmly, the severe pain in his body made him clenched his teeth.
"My name is Justin Hans. I want to do some business with you. Please sit down!" Hans shook Ivan's hand cordially without any pretensions.
Ivan was expressionless. In his eyes, these hateful Americans were out-and-out villains, capitalists, and blood-sucking bugs!
In the middle of the factory is a dining table with some fine food on it.
Ivan sat down slowly. Although he had three broken ribs, his expression remained unchanged, and he kept biting the toothpick in his mouth.
"Let's eat, what's the dish for today? Jack?" Hans said to a bodyguard next to him.
A fat and strong man in a black suit came over, holding a huge plate with a golden dome on it.
"It's salmon with sauce!"
The fat man named Jack put the plate in front of Ivan, and took off the round cover. There was only a small fish the size of a finger on the huge plate!
"Haha, isn't it very delicate, we have everything you want." Hans laughed, and then he pointed to the big cup in front of him
"I love desserts, this one was flown in from San Francisco, it's just an Italian dessert, organic ice cream, I have a huge sweet tooth."
Ivan still sat on the chair expressionlessly, looking at him coldly.
"Oh, it seems that you also want to kill Tony Shi Dake, when I saw you attacking him on the playground, you stood in front of him like a heavenly soldier, everyone in the live broadcast room thought you were too cool !” Hans said emotionally
"You want me to send a message, and I know you know I will listen, so I can't let the police take you away and waste your talent, but I want to give you a piece of advice, don't just run around trying to kill He, my idea is that if it were me, I would choose to kill his achievements. We are similar in many places, the only difference is that I have resources, I think, you may need my resources, as your backer, a patron"
"And I am indeed the most suitable sponsor!"
"Hehehe——" Ivan grinned, his voice seemed to come directly from his chest, and his big gold teeth gleamed under the light.
"You want me to help you with things and help you make your weapons. I appreciate your ideas and I am willing to cooperate with you."
Hans was stunned and couldn't understand what Ivan was saying, because Ivan spoke Russian.
"Do you speak English? I can get a translator, I'm not sure you understand me."
"Very nice man!" Ivan said in English.
"Very good man, man" Hans finally understood.
two people look at each other and smile
"Hahaha--"
"Come on, do one!" Hans laughed so hard that he could see his throat.
Ivan picks up a bottle of vodka straight from the table
"Hey!"
"What's the matter?" Hans was a little puzzled.
"I want my bird!" said Ivan.
"Little bird, do you want a little bird?" Hans was a little uncertain.
"I want my bird!" Ivan repeated.
"I can give you ten little birds!" said Hans.
"I want my little bird!" Ivan said blankly.
"OK, nothing is impossible! You mean your little bird in Russia?" Hans wondered if Ivan in front of him might be a lunatic.
"I want my little bird!" Ivan still had only one sentence.
"Fuck you little bird! If you say it again, I will kill you!" Hans broke down.
"OK." Ivan finally shut up.
"You can work here quietly, and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. If you want to play with women, no problem, I can find you as many as you want." Hans pointed around with his fingers.
"Woman? If I want to play with Pepper, can you get it for me?" Ivan said while biting his toothpick.
"Can you speak humanly? Don't you know what happens to a woman with a big shit like Tony? The last one who did that has disappeared now." Hans was a little speechless, this brat's thinking is just different from normal people.
"Show you my masterpiece." Hans commanded his men to turn on all the lights in the factory.
The entire factory of tens of thousands of square meters was brightly lit in an instant, and rows of steel robots were lined up neatly on the production line, like a team of soldiers undergoing inspection.
"This is the design drawing I got from Obadiah. I was too eager to use the prototype to make it. I can't help it. I'm impatient, so it's a bit rough." Hans said proudly.
Obadiah contacted him the day he fled and asked him if he would like to buy the drawings of the Iron Man prototype at a high price, and Hans finally made a deal for $500 million.
Obadiah just took the money and ran to Mexico.
There is no way, people are stupid and have a lot of money.
"Just take a look around, you can treat this place as your own home, what you are at home, you will be what you are here." Hans thought to himself, if I do this, you won't have to cry and be grateful?
"OK"
After speaking, Ivan took off his shoes and sat down on the desk.
?
Do you really think of this as a big kang in Siberia?
Looking at Ivan's steaming big black feet, Hans almost spit out the ice cream he just ate.
This foot is so delicious!
"I said Ivan, let's take a look at the working environment first." Hans said standing two meters away.
"Ok."
Ivan put on his shoes, and the bodyguards around him began to breathe again, almost suffocating them just now.
Walking to a computer on the production line, Ivan started to operate it directly.
With a crackling knock, a string of characters appeared directly on the computer screen.
"You'd better not do that." Hans quickly stopped when he saw it.
"We need to set some passwords before you can start the operation." Hans turned his head and said to the bodyguard behind him
"Go and set a password for him to use, Jack"
(End of this chapter)
Soon, the car arrived at a large factory in the suburbs of Hans Industries.
"This is where we work, a small cunning rabbit's cave below." Hans kept introducing to Ivan who had just woken up. Poor Master Ivan was seriously injured and wanted to escape, but the few bodyguards around him All of them are five big and three thick, obviously with extraordinary skills.
"Remove my friend's handcuffs first," Hans said to the bodyguards on both sides.
"Forgive me, I'm a huge fan of yours and I don't want to make a bad impression on you."
Seeing the rude actions of the bodyguard, Hans kept talking
"Come on, he's a human being, not an animal."
"Okay, you can go down now." Hans said to several bodyguards.
"He's dangerous!" said the bodyguard.
"Go on, we'll be fine." Hans waved his hand.
"you sure?"
"fine!"
"Who are you?" Ivan stood there firmly, the severe pain in his body made him clenched his teeth.
"My name is Justin Hans. I want to do some business with you. Please sit down!" Hans shook Ivan's hand cordially without any pretensions.
Ivan was expressionless. In his eyes, these hateful Americans were out-and-out villains, capitalists, and blood-sucking bugs!
In the middle of the factory is a dining table with some fine food on it.
Ivan sat down slowly. Although he had three broken ribs, his expression remained unchanged, and he kept biting the toothpick in his mouth.
"Let's eat, what's the dish for today? Jack?" Hans said to a bodyguard next to him.
A fat and strong man in a black suit came over, holding a huge plate with a golden dome on it.
"It's salmon with sauce!"
The fat man named Jack put the plate in front of Ivan, and took off the round cover. There was only a small fish the size of a finger on the huge plate!
"Haha, isn't it very delicate, we have everything you want." Hans laughed, and then he pointed to the big cup in front of him
"I love desserts, this one was flown in from San Francisco, it's just an Italian dessert, organic ice cream, I have a huge sweet tooth."
Ivan still sat on the chair expressionlessly, looking at him coldly.
"Oh, it seems that you also want to kill Tony Shi Dake, when I saw you attacking him on the playground, you stood in front of him like a heavenly soldier, everyone in the live broadcast room thought you were too cool !” Hans said emotionally
"You want me to send a message, and I know you know I will listen, so I can't let the police take you away and waste your talent, but I want to give you a piece of advice, don't just run around trying to kill He, my idea is that if it were me, I would choose to kill his achievements. We are similar in many places, the only difference is that I have resources, I think, you may need my resources, as your backer, a patron"
"And I am indeed the most suitable sponsor!"
"Hehehe——" Ivan grinned, his voice seemed to come directly from his chest, and his big gold teeth gleamed under the light.
"You want me to help you with things and help you make your weapons. I appreciate your ideas and I am willing to cooperate with you."
Hans was stunned and couldn't understand what Ivan was saying, because Ivan spoke Russian.
"Do you speak English? I can get a translator, I'm not sure you understand me."
"Very nice man!" Ivan said in English.
"Very good man, man" Hans finally understood.
two people look at each other and smile
"Hahaha--"
"Come on, do one!" Hans laughed so hard that he could see his throat.
Ivan picks up a bottle of vodka straight from the table
"Hey!"
"What's the matter?" Hans was a little puzzled.
"I want my bird!" said Ivan.
"Little bird, do you want a little bird?" Hans was a little uncertain.
"I want my bird!" Ivan repeated.
"I can give you ten little birds!" said Hans.
"I want my little bird!" Ivan said blankly.
"OK, nothing is impossible! You mean your little bird in Russia?" Hans wondered if Ivan in front of him might be a lunatic.
"I want my little bird!" Ivan still had only one sentence.
"Fuck you little bird! If you say it again, I will kill you!" Hans broke down.
"OK." Ivan finally shut up.
"You can work here quietly, and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. If you want to play with women, no problem, I can find you as many as you want." Hans pointed around with his fingers.
"Woman? If I want to play with Pepper, can you get it for me?" Ivan said while biting his toothpick.
"Can you speak humanly? Don't you know what happens to a woman with a big shit like Tony? The last one who did that has disappeared now." Hans was a little speechless, this brat's thinking is just different from normal people.
"Show you my masterpiece." Hans commanded his men to turn on all the lights in the factory.
The entire factory of tens of thousands of square meters was brightly lit in an instant, and rows of steel robots were lined up neatly on the production line, like a team of soldiers undergoing inspection.
"This is the design drawing I got from Obadiah. I was too eager to use the prototype to make it. I can't help it. I'm impatient, so it's a bit rough." Hans said proudly.
Obadiah contacted him the day he fled and asked him if he would like to buy the drawings of the Iron Man prototype at a high price, and Hans finally made a deal for $500 million.
Obadiah just took the money and ran to Mexico.
There is no way, people are stupid and have a lot of money.
"Just take a look around, you can treat this place as your own home, what you are at home, you will be what you are here." Hans thought to himself, if I do this, you won't have to cry and be grateful?
"OK"
After speaking, Ivan took off his shoes and sat down on the desk.
?
Do you really think of this as a big kang in Siberia?
Looking at Ivan's steaming big black feet, Hans almost spit out the ice cream he just ate.
This foot is so delicious!
"I said Ivan, let's take a look at the working environment first." Hans said standing two meters away.
"Ok."
Ivan put on his shoes, and the bodyguards around him began to breathe again, almost suffocating them just now.
Walking to a computer on the production line, Ivan started to operate it directly.
With a crackling knock, a string of characters appeared directly on the computer screen.
"You'd better not do that." Hans quickly stopped when he saw it.
"We need to set some passwords before you can start the operation." Hans turned his head and said to the bodyguard behind him
"Go and set a password for him to use, Jack"
(End of this chapter)
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