Hearing Luca's taunt, John shut down.
But he refused to accept losing the mission like this.
After all, he was a Hydra super soldier!
Hydra never surrendered!!
John gritted his teeth and tried to use his ability again to find another escape route.
But Luca wasn't going to give him another chance.
The instant John prepared to get up.
Luca quickly caught the path John intended to take.
The next second!
His eyes lit up with a blue-white glow again.
"Zzzzt!!"
Two beams shot out in an instant, leaving John no time to react.
The energy punched straight through both his thighs.
"Aaaah!!!"
John let out an agonized scream.
The intense heat pierced both his legs in an instant, robbing them of strength, and he fell to the floor again.
John clutched the wounds on his legs, trembling all over from the pain.
At the same time, he looked in disbelief at Luca, who was slowly getting to his feet.
Now he finally understood why Happy had felt safe letting them come up.
"You... you're no ordinary person! You're a superhuman!"
Luca shrugged indifferently.
The light in his eyes slowly faded, and his pupils returned to normal.
"Call me whatever you like. You can call me Mr. Stark, or you can call me that glowing handsome guy."
Luca looked at Tony, who was sitting on the sofa drinking, and spoke casually.
"You can start interrogating him now. I crippled his legs, so he can't run away."
Tony sighed helplessly and complained.
"For God's sake, Luca. Could you watch your angle the next time you fire your lasers?"
"That last shot burned two holes in the carpet."
Despite his complaints, Tony put down his glass and stood up.
He glanced at Yinsen and the models still groaning on the floor and gave an order.
"All right, ladies, stop playing dead. I know that guy didn't hit you very hard. Yinsen, take them to the bedroom and find some ties or belts. Tie this cripple on the floor to a chair for me."
Only then did Yinsen and the beauties recover from their shock.
They hurried to their feet and, following Tony's instructions, all pitched in to drag John, who could no longer resist, onto a chair.
Meanwhile, Luca and Tony chatted as though no one else were there.
"Do you think there's something wrong with these people's brains?" Tony remarked, pointing at Mark's body by the door.
"Who sneaks into a hotel in the middle of the night wearing a skintight suit? Do they think they're the Ninja Turtles?"
"Clearly, their IQs aren't very high." Luca poured himself a glass of champagne from the liquor cabinet and nodded in agreement.
"Especially this fast guy. He actually tried to kill you with a knife. I bet he didn't even pass middle school physics. He didn't know your glowing toy was harder."
"Hey! Don't call it my glowing toy! That's a work of art!" Tony immediately shot back.
"Oh, come on. I think it looks just like a light bulb!" Luca retorted mercilessly.
The two continued trading barbs back and forth.
Before long, John was securely bound to the chair.
His head hung low, his legs were still bleeding, and his face was ashen.
Tony walked over to John and turned to look at Luca beside him.
"All right, time to get down to business. Are you asking, or am I?"
Luca leaned against the back of the sofa, settling in to watch the show.
"You know me, Tony. I've always been good with my hands, not my mouth. I'll leave rough work like interrogation to you."
Tony couldn't help rolling his eyes.
"Come on, Luca! Have you no shame? If you're not good with that mouth of yours, then nobody in North America is better!"
"The crap you use every day at parties to con those models into bed is more than I say at board meetings in a whole year!"
Luca wasn't angry at being called out and immediately shot back with a smile.
"Thanks for the compliment, Tony. That's my personal charm. Someone who spends all day romancing a wrench wouldn't understand."
Tony ignored Luca's smugness.
Instead, he looked at John, his joking expression disappearing as his gaze turned serious.
"All right, freak. Let's play a little question-and-answer game."
"Talk. Who are you people? What organization do you belong to? Who sent you to kill us?"
John raised his head, his face full of resentment and anger.
He looked at Tony and gave a cold laugh.
"You want me to tell you the organization's name? Fine. But first you have to tell me: how exactly were we discovered? How did you see through our plan?"
Hearing this demand, Tony spread his hands and shrugged.
"You hear that, Luca? He's asking you. You were the one who gathered the intel, after all."
Luca was somewhat speechless and couldn't help shaking his head.
"What a hassle."
Then he sauntered over to John.
Seeing the confusion on John's face, he smiled faintly.
"To be honest, buddy, I really don't know where to start with your so-called assassination organization. You might as well not bother with secrecy at all."
Luca bent down and stared into John's eyes.
"This afternoon, when we were holding the press conference at Stark Industries headquarters, people from your organization were hiding in a black car two hundred meters from the entrance."
"They were talking quietly about getting rid of Tony and me tonight and taking control of the company while they were at it."
Luca spread his hands and put on an innocent expression.
"They were speaking quietly, but it was hard for me not to hear them."
Hearing Luca's explanation.
John was dumbfounded once again.
He felt his brain couldn't keep up.
"I don't know what happened then, but the people in charge of surveillance for the organization must have been hidden in the shadows hundreds of meters away! And they definitely would have been sitting inside a sealed car! There were also so many reporters making noise around them!"
At this, John's eyes widened, and he understood even less.
"Damn it, then how did you hear them?! They were talking quietly hundreds of meters away, and you're telling me you could hear them?!"
John thought this was utterly absurd!
Was he even human?! Did this guy have radar in his ears?!
You could hear a conversation hundreds of meters away, and you blamed us for our lousy secrecy?!
Look in my eyes!!
Are you human?! Huh?!
Say something!!
John was so angry he actually laughed.
What else could he say when he ran into someone like this?!