"Garbage!" (A Metallic Voice)

You couldn't hold back already?

Seeing Ross's stance, Arthur immediately became interested. He raised his left eyebrow and smiled. "Oh? Then what weapon does General Ross want from us?"

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The three leaders of the three factions were momentarily baffled by Arthur's unconventional response.

Was he really that easy to deal with?

After taking a moment to recover, Ross straightened his expression, fixed his eyes on Arthur, and said solemnly:

"Mr. Russell, according to Captain Rogers's report, we learned that your Umbrella Corporation seems to possess some kind of technology for modifying soldiers. Combined with specialized mechanical exoskeletons and weapons, their combat ability is no less than that of a main battle tank. Is that correct?"

"Yeah, they're right outside. Want me to have them come in and put on a 'fashion show' for you, General?" Arthur said, his smile never fading.

"Uh..." Ross was rendered momentarily speechless by Arthur's flippant attitude.

"Hahaha!" Stark, who was sitting nearby, did not care about any of that. He also showed no regard for the dignitaries and officers present, bursting into laughter as he said to Arthur:

"Arthur, that was a great analogy. A fashion show... Hahaha! Looks like we're kindred spirits. When we have time, I'll take you to see a real fashion show. How about it?"

Arthur did not hesitate to reply, "Of course, Mr. Stark."

Seeing the two "trust-fund kids" chatting away, Pierce frowned and said sternly, "Mr. Stark, pay attention to the current situation."

Ross also realized that Arthur had been making fun of him. Suppressing his anger, he said, "Mr. Russell, I hope you can pay attention to the current situation as well."

"All right." Arthur shrugged, then leaned back against the sofa again and looked at Ross as he said indifferently:

"Since the U.S. military wants to