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Middle East. Ten Rings camp.
Several black luxury cars drove into the camp from outside. Stopped in the center.
A bald man in a suit and several followers stepped out. But judging by their attire, rather than followers, more like a group of mercenaries.
Surrounding Ten Rings members watched them warily.
Then another bald strongman emerged from a tent. Two subordinates beside him.
Unlike the suited bald man, this bald strongman had fierce eyes. Whole body reeked of blood. Half his face covered in scars. Clearly someone who regularly danced on death's edge.
Two baldies face to face. The strongman spoke first: "Welcome."
The suited baldie nodded. Said: "Raza."
If Hermione saw this scene, she'd definitely complain.
What a terrible name.
"Raza"? With such an unlucky name, if you don't die, who will?
"Obadiah." The bald strongman Raza replied.
The visitor was Obadiah Stane. Stark Industries major shareholder. Friend of Tony's father Howard Stark. Like an uncle to Tony.
Also the person who tried every way to kill Tony. The main villain inĀ Iron Man.
To monopolize the company, he colluded with the Ten Rings to kill Tony during his Middle East trip. The mastermind.
Fortunately, Ten Rings leader Raza thought the deal too unfair. Gave Tony a hand. Changed from killing to kidnapping. Wanted him to help build missiles. Thus Iron Man was born. And all subsequent events.
So you're the foundation of the MCU's beginning, bald bro!
For the Avengers to appear, Nick Fury should really kowtow to you.
Raza pointed to his half-face. Said: "This is Tony Stark's gift."
Obadiah snorted. A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.
"If you'd killed him according to plan, your face wouldn't be burned."
After silence, Raza said: "Your price was too low."
Obadiah didn't want to argue. Impatiently waved his hand. Said: "Take me to see the weapons."
Raza knew he was wrong. Didn't continue dwelling on it.
After all, they still had business. Didn't want to make things too ugly.
Two bald bosses entered the tent. Minions stood guard outside.
Just entering, what met their eyes was a silver-gray iron armor.
Mark I.
"This is what Tony Stark left when he escaped. My men found all the pieces. Reassembled it." Raza said proudly.
Looking at the mighty armor, Obadiah's eyes flashed with amazement.
Though just crude cave work, it was the prototype of everything. Limitless future potential.
Raza saw Obadiah's eager expression. Sneered: "Once we have a dozen of these armors, we can rule all of Asia."
Thinking too much.
With this junk, might not even beat New York locals. Still rule Asia?
Unfortunately, neither Raza nor Obadiah realized how deep this world's waters ran. Still indulging in future fantasies. Imagining holding the suit, conquering the West, nations bowing.
Obadiah recovered. Looked at Raza. Nodded: "Let's make a deal."
Raza showed a sinister smile: "I can give you this armor for free. But in exchange, once you research results, I need you to provide me with Iron Soldiers."
Obadiah patted his shoulder. Simultaneously quietly pressed the sonic paralyzer hidden in his hand.
Raza's eyes suddenly widened. Body uncontrollably fell into a chair. Face turned very pale. Even neck veins bulged.
Whole body momentarily unable to move.
Obadiah finally showed a meaningful smile.
He never intended to deal properly. This trip was both to double-cross and silence witnesses.
Exiting the tent, gunfire erupted. Ten Rings members all silenced.
In the night, the black convoy departed. As if never there.
Stark Tower.
In the lab, Tony modified the suit while looking at Hermione lying on the sofa playing games. Asked: "So you wizards have special wizard schools, called what, Ho, Hoā¦"
"Hogwarts."
Hermione corrected: "There are many wizard schools, not just Hogwarts. It's just the most famous. Like your Stanford or MIT."
Tony was somewhat surprised: "So you're an elite school student. Not bad. Though still far behind me, you're at the peak of ordinary people."
Hermione rolled her eyes. Looked at Pepper just entering with a fruit plate. Expressionlessly said: "Pepper-sis, can I kill him?"
Pepper naturally heard Tony's words. Looked helpless. Sent Hermione an apologetic look.
She knew Tony's nature well. Though this kidnapping changed him somewhat, personality wasn't determined overnight.
So many years, she was used to it. Just worried Hermione would be unhappy.
Fortunately, little Hermione just complained. No actual action. Obviously understood what Tony was like.
Walking to Hermione's side, Pepper patted her little head.
"Don't play games lying down. Bad for your eyes. Sit up and eat some fruit."
Hermione obediently did a carp jump to sitting. Opened her mouth.
"Ahhā"
"Girls shouldn't make such crude movements. Careful you won't find a boyfriend later." Pepper looked at Hermione's unrestrained posture. Said helplessly.
Then speared a piece of cantaloupe. Fed it to Hermione's mouth. Eyes full of doting.
Hearing Pepper's words, Hermione's face darkened. The cantaloupe instantly lost its sweetness.
I'm a handsomeā¦ forget it, forget itā¦
Tony on the side watched the intimate pair. Felt a bit jealous.
Pepper never treated him this affectionately.
Since Hermione came, his status plummeted. Could only upgrade armor to comfort his wounded heart.
After losing the race last time, Pepper eventually learned why he barked like a dog. Caused her to laugh heartily.
Seeing his assistant hadn't laughed so happily in a long time, Tony pinched his nose and endured.
Since then, Pepper invited Hermione to play every few days. Forced Tony to thank her. Made Tony somewhat collapse.
He escaped through his own effort and sweat! How did it become this little imp's credit?!
But hearing Hermione paid a huge price for the prophecy, even harmed her body, Tony thought of something. Suddenly fell silent.
Finally obediently thanked her.
These days, Hermione came frequently. Their relationship got along well.
Though this little brat's sharp tongue sometimes angered him half to death. Wanted to immediately put on armor and beat her up.
"By the way, what's the principle behind your wizard magic? Why chant spells? How is it released from the so-called wand?"
Seeing Hermione pillowing on Pepper's lap unwilling to get up, Tony curled his lips. Asked again.
Eyes also revealed a trace of envy.
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