As an extremely proud and arrogant person, Tony·Stark obviously wants to compete with Allen.
Since returning home, he immediately lost his position as CEO to his most trusted Pepper Pozzi in advance, and at the same time promoted his personal bodyguard Happy to Stark Industries's security captain, which fully demonstrated what is called "nepotism" under the framework of capitalism.
Although the board of directors was filled with a lot of dissatisfaction with these two personnel appointments, after the death of Obadiah Stane, no second person could unite enough shareholders to threaten the status of the real owner of the company.
In the end, the board had no choice but to pinch its nose and swallow this bitter pill.
As for Tony himself, he devoted all his time and energy to learning magic and researching new Iron Man suit, especially the new small Arc Reactor.
And whenever he makes some progress, he will wear Iron Man suit and go around the world to eliminate terrorists.
All of a sudden, various extremist organizations stopped their activities, for fear of being targeted by this annoying guy.
In addition, due to the intervention of Allen, US Government is currently focusing all his energy on "Future Technology Symposium" and does not pay attention to the so-called "Iron Man suit" at all.
The reason is very simple!
With the GX51, an intelligent robot whose performance is many times higher, where can I see the degraded version of Iron Man suit.
Therefore, Tony·Stark lived quite comfortably during this period, and ordered magic metal from Allen more than once.
He was completely unaware that his high-profile behavior had aroused strong dissatisfaction and anger among some people.
"Fake! It's Tony·Stark again! Why does this damn guy always linger!"
Watching Iron Man being interviewed by reporters on TV, Justin Hammer finally couldn't help but hit the table with his fists.
Since he failed to get the news he wanted from representative International Security Council United States, he has been in a very bad mood recently.
Because Justin Hammer knows that if he competes from the perspective of pure technology and strength, his company cannot be Stark Industries's opponent at all, and being eliminated is almost a 100% chance.
And once he fails to get the ticket, Hammer Industries's technical level will be completely distanced by Stark Industries, and there will no longer be any possibility of turning around.
Not willing to give in!
anger!
envy!
All kinds of negative emotions were like a swarm of ants, biting the arms dealer's heart crazily.
If possible, he really wanted to use his own weapons to beat the proud Tony·Stark on TV into a sieve.
But unfortunately, this kind of thing can only be imagined in the mind, but it cannot be put into actual action if there is still some sense.
Otherwise, the big capital behind Stark Industries will tear him into pieces.
Just when Justin Hammer was looking sad, a slim female secretary suddenly walked in from outside and reported carefully, "Boss, there is someone outside who claims he has a way to help you."
"Help me?"
Justin Hammer raised his head, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
You must know that Hammer Industries has received a large number of orders from US Military on the surface. Whether it is in terms of stock price or profitability, it can be regarded as performing well.
In addition, Future Technology Symposium is still a secret to the entire world, and only those companies that receive Invitation Letter will know a little bit.
So he had reason to believe that the other party was definitely one of the insiders.
After realizing this, the arms dealer immediately ordered, "Bring this person to my office immediately."
"Understood!"
The female secretary nodded quickly, then turned and left as if running for her life.
About two or three minutes later, a middle-aged white man in his forties walked in from outside.
"Welcome, my friend." Justin Hammer quickly stood up and opened his arms, showing a very enthusiastic look.
Even though he had a smile on his face, it felt very fake.
Of course, the other party didn't care about this and said bluntly, "Mr. Hammer, I have a way for your company to get a Future Technology Symposium ticket."
"Oh? Why should I believe you?" Justin Hammer probed very cautiously.
As an arms dealer who has been in the business for many years, he is not the kind of fool who will be fooled by just a few words.
Just the opposite!
If he doesn't see tangible evidence, he won't believe a word of it.
"Haha, it's very simple. I can tell you who Future Technology Symposium has the final say this time, and I can even ask him to make a promise in person." The middle-aged man replied meaningfully.
You don't need to ask to know that he is none other than Hydra agent under Alexander Pierce.
"Who? Who is this person?"
Justin Hammer suddenly stood up from his chair, becoming extremely excited.
There is no way not to be excited, after you know that he spent almost 200 million US dollars in "public relations fees" but failed to get the information he wanted.
Politicians and bureaucrats who are usually greedy for money seem to have changed their gender.
Everyone who knew the inside story unanimously chose to keep their mouths shut, no matter how much money they gave.
"Haha, do you think I will tell you before we negotiate the terms?" Agent Hydra stared at the other party with a half-smile.
"Damn it! How much do you want, just give me a price."
Justin Hammer sat back on the chair, took out his checkbook and looked like he was ready to be ripped off.
Of course, this is all an act.
In fact, from the moment he entered the door, he had been secretly observing the person's dress, trying to determine the person's origin and education level, and used this as a basis to determine what price he needed to offer.
But unfortunately, this time, Justin Hammer obviously miscalculated.
What Hydra is interested in is not the money, but the close cooperative relationship between Hammer Industries and the military, as well as the advanced technology that may be received from Allen in the future.
"No! I think you seem to have misunderstood something, Mr. Hammer. First of all, I am not here on behalf of an individual. Secondly, what I want is not money." Agent Hydra corrected casually.
"No money? What do you want?"
Justin·The smile on Hammer's face disappeared instantly, replaced by strong vigilance.
"We want to build a long-term relationship with you..."
Hydra agent smiled and threw out the sweet bait.
You don't need to ask to know that Alexander Pierce only regarded Justin Hammer as a pawn in his own layout, and had no intention of telling him Hydra's true identity.
To be precise, most of the companies and individuals in the world controlled by Hydra often don't know that they are working for Hydra.
Just when Hammer Industries became Hydra's meal, far away in a restaurant on the street of New York, Allen and Artoria were standing on the top floor of a high-rise building, looking down at the two Giants below, beating each other unscrupulously on the street.
In addition, there are a large number of soldiers, armored vehicles, tanks and helicopters with live ammunition around.
You don't need to ask to know which one of them is Hulk - Hulk.
The other one is Abomination, which was artificially created by the military through research on Hulk's blood - Emil Blonsky.
In just a few minutes from the beginning of the battle, this place has completely turned into a battlefield.
All kinds of gunshots, cries, screams, and Giants's roars were completely mixed together to form a Hell-like picture.
But unfortunately, these weapons cannot pose any threat or harm to Hulk and Abomination.
Just the opposite!
These attacks only made the two men angrier, more violent and full of destruction.
Under this almost crazy attack, more than a dozen buildings have completely collapsed into ruins.
"Is this the owner of that blood sample?" Artoria asked with a frown.
Allen nodded slightly. "That's right! That Giants with short black hair is Yagara Bulls·Banner. It's ironic, isn't it? A scientist who should have remained rational at all times eventually turned into a monster that completely lost his mind and only knew how to use brute force crazily."
"It's a bit ironic. But what's even more ironic is the troops and the general who ordered them to die."
Artoria glanced at General Ross on the helicopter, his tone full of naked disgust.
"There is no way, this is the characteristic of the ruling class in the country under our feet. As long as there are enough interests, they don't care about the life and death of ordinary people. Because in the eyes of capital, people are just a renewable resource and a consumable, nothing more." Allen explained meaningfully.
"Are we really not going to take action? If this continues, many people will die."
While saying these words, Artoria subconsciously held Magic Longsword hanging on the other side of his waist.
But before she could pull out the sword, Allen immediately stopped her and said, "Forget it! I can guarantee that as soon as we intervene, that General Ross will definitely order the army to open fire. In his eyes, no matter it is Hulk, or Abomination Emil Bronsky, are all the secret property of US Military. In addition, if we intervene, it may trigger the vigilance of International Security Council, which is really troublesome."
"Huh——" Artoria took a deep breath and complained with a depressed look on his face, "I hate this feeling of having to stand by and watch."
"Relax. Don't forget, this is United States. Even their own government and army don't care about the casualties of the people. What kind of care do we outsiders have." Allen turned over Byakugan angrily.
"Huh? This is not something you can say!" Artoria turned around with a surprised expression.
Because in her impression, Allen has always been a supremacist of humanity. A situation like this that caused a large number of innocent civilian casualties should be stopped in time.
Allen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and replied in a slightly playful tone, "Do you want to hear a joke about this country?"
"Joke?"
Artoria tilted his head, completely confused as to what Allen wanted to express.
"Yes! A joke!" Allen ignored Saber's confused eyes and continued, "It is said that there is a young couple, the girl is an aboriginal Indian and the boy is white. They are not young. The heart fell into the time and space tunnel. The girl was sent to the past a hundred years ago, and the boy was sent to the future a hundred years later. Guess what kind of thing this girl who went back a hundred years ago can leave to her boyfriend years later to prove her existence?
"Um... is it some jewelry that I carry with me?" Artoria guessed, touching his chin.
"No, that's not right." Allen shook his head slightly, and then spit out three words from his mouth. "It's the scalp!"
"Head... scalp?!"
Saber's face changed instantly, as if he thought of something.
"That's right! It's just what you think. The scalps of Indian girls were killed by the pioneers of the westward movement written in the history of this country, and then scalped and exchanged for bounties. So in my opinion, more than 70% of the people living in this country are burdened with something called original sin. Although I will not judge them under the banner of justice, I will not take their life and death too seriously."
Allen didn't hide anything, and openly expressed his truest thoughts.
Artoria nodded thoughtfully. "I see! Then why don't we control the top leaders of this country and fundamentally change it?"
"Change? Don't be kidding! I don't need to tell you how complicated the modern state machine is. You should know it without me. Perhaps in those relatively backward worlds, we can easily control a country and transform it according to our own will. But in a modern country, it is impossible for us to do it. Even making a few changes may lead to a series of serious consequences. In addition, Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One requires us to try not to destroy the timeline. It is better to give up this unrealistic idea as soon as possible."
Allen sneered and poured cold water on Saber.
Ever since he witnessed the terrifying power of Time Stone, he had made up his mind to try not to interfere too much before Ancient One chose to die.
Otherwise, it would be too miserable if you offend the other party and get trapped in a time loop like Dormammu.
Just when Artoria opened his mouth and wanted to say something, a Quinjet belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly flew over from a distance and directly dropped the GX51 robot, which was more than three meters high.
boom!!!!!!
With a loud noise, this big machine with powerful artificial intelligence and terrifying firepower landed firmly on the ground, suddenly raised its arms, punched one at a time, and knocked Hulk and Abomination away at the same time.