Looking at the silver Iron Man suit that had landed in front of him again, Chen Mo first nodded in satisfaction. Then, eyeing the gleaming silver armor with a slight frown, he gave J.A.R.V.I.S. an order.
"Paint it black too!"
Before long, Chen Mo reappeared in Castle's living room. The old butler, who had been reading the newspaper, immediately set it down and rose gracefully upon seeing him.
"Those United States politicians are as greedy as ever. That video did not make them give up their designs on the Iron Man suit. Shall we have HYDRA deal with them?"
The old butler's tone was gentle and even, without the slightest hint of killing intent, yet the meaning behind his words stood in stark contrast to his manner!
And he was not merely joking or speaking casually!
As HYDRA's leader in the Avengers world, having secretly helped Chen Mo control the entire world for more than seventy years, he was no longer the lonely old man forced from his homeland by war, wandering from place to place and barely making a living by painting for others. In his eyes, the United States president's life was not much more valuable than that of a stray cat or dog. If he wished, whether by sending HYDRA agents or acting personally, he was completely confident he could kill him.
With the old butler's current strength, assassinating a nation's president was as easy as taking something from his pocket, without even the risk of exposure.
Chen Mo could not help but smile at the old butler's words. He knew that the main reason Eddie was angry and wanted to kill Chris and those politicians coveting the Iron Man suit was because they had framed Chen Mo and pinned a whole pile of fabricated charges