Time for a Shot!

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Tony Stark could not help turning to glance at Dr. Ethan. Dr. Ethan recalled the time he had lost control while wearing Mark II and smashed Tony's beloved classic car into scrap metal. Even his usually stern face flushed red. Fortunately, his skin was fairly dark, so it was not obvious.

Thinking of his classic car, whose wreckage had barely gone cold, Tony Stark nodded in deep agreement and hurriedly turned toward the underground garage, planning to move all his classic cars into the corner.

At the same time, he could not help feeling fortunate that he had not impulsively donated his classic cars earlier. Otherwise, he would have regretted it to death now.

As for those modern artworks, Pepper liked them more anyway. He could just buy her some new ones.

After Tony disappeared from sight, Chen Mo turned to Sharon. He took a syringe from his space, held it up, and said gently to her.

"Now then, it's time for a shot!"

Looking at the syringe in Chen Mo's hand and the unknown blue liquid inside, Sharon could not help swallowing.

"Can I take medicine instead? I'm afraid of pain!"

"Don't you want to become as powerful as Carter? This was what Carter got injected with back then. Be good, it won't hurt. It'll be over in a moment."

"Then... all right..."

Sharon looked as though she were bravely heading to her execution, making Chen Mo chuckle.

A few minutes later, Sharon, drenched in sweat, looked at Chen Mo resentfully and said angrily.

"Daddy, you lied! It hurt so much just now!"

Chen Mo smiled and stroked Sharon's blonde hair, comforting her.

"Ask Steve. The serum we were injected with back then was what truly hurt. Anyone with weak willpower would be painfully killed