Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

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"Money, Stark, do you think people like us are short of money?

In my opinion, your mecha is a priceless treasure. Now that everyone in this stronghold has been killed by this big guy, it means that only I know this secret.

If I kill you and control your technology, the whole world will be mine soon, hahaha! "

Orson had a crazy look on his face. He had already anticipated the scene where he would lead the Iron Legion to rule the world in the future.

Stark had to admit that he underestimated Orson. Although the other party was just a small boss, his ambition was not small, and he actually rushed to rule the world.

Are all terrorists hanging like this these days?

As a playboy, his ideal is nothing but beauties who sleep all over the world.

If you have the opportunity to meet alien beauties, it's not impossible!

So for the great ideal of sleeping with beauties all over the world, Stark looked at the crazy Orson and said with a sneer: "It's a pity that this secret doesn't belong to you!"

After speaking, he raised his metal arm, controlled the Gatling gun to aim at Orson, and pulled the trigger.

Startled by Iron Man's movement, Orson quickly ran towards a wall to avoid it.

"Crack."

Stark pressed a few times, only to realize that the weapon system was overloaded and paralyzed because of the high temperature just now, and the bullets were also used up in the round of machine gun fire just now.

So now he has nothing left except such a big mecha body.

Orson hid for a while and found that there was no movement. He poked his head out just in time to see the scene where Stark was controlling Iron Man and was about to run. He immediately ran out and said with a look on his face:

"Stark, it turns out that you have run out of bullets!"

"If you take another step, I'll shoot!"

After finishing speaking, Orson squatted on the ground, and pointed the rocket launcher that had already been loaded at Stark.

Upon hearing this, Stark Industries turned around slowly, with a particularly ugly face, and cursed secretly:

"shit", and said with a trembling smile on that murderous face for women:

"Olson, we can talk!"

"What the hell, the entire camp of Laozi was killed by you, the executioner. Now I can only use your mech to comfort the souls of my dead brothers!

Great Satan bless, Amen! "Orson said solemnly, the bazooka is already in place.

"Executioner? You, a terrorist, say that I, a philanthropist, are an executioner!"

Stark looked at Orson in disbelief. He might accept the girl killer, but now.

And more importantly, you let the devil Satan bless you, but why are you chanting the slogan of Jesus, can you be more firm in your faith?

Although facing a dangerous situation, it still can't stop Stark's crazy heart of complaining!

"Go to hell! Billionaire, philanthropist."

Orson grinned grimly and pulled the trigger decisively, without saying a word of nonsense.

I saw scorching hot exhaust from the tail of the rocket launcher, and there was a "bang".

A strong shock force pushed Orson's body back again and again.

Although the rocket may blow up Stark's iron skin, as long as the core technology is there, and then find a group of weapons experts, it can be completely restored.

"Wait, I have money!" Stark screamed again and again, but he couldn't stop the rockets that had missed the target.

"Am I going to die like this?"

When he was in danger, Stark thought so, considering that there are so many girls waiting for him to save in a beautiful world, he was heartbroken and unwilling to wait for death.

He tried his best to move the iron sheet, his face was covered with sweat mixed with kerosene.But the iron skin is thick, and even if the power is out of control, he can't move even with his mortal body.

"If anyone can save me, I'm willing to give half of my property to him!"

In desperation, Stark yelled.And Orson laughed wildly: "God can't save you!"

"Boom!"

There was a violent explosion, which was deafening, and the sky was dizzy, and the yellow sand and broken rocks flew around.

"Scare, scare..."

The sound of rapid breathing came out of the smoke, and an arm suddenly stretched out from a pile of high uplifted sand.

Stark crawled out of the iron sheet, with loess and gravel in his mouth, nose, and hair. He was still in shock, with an incredible expression on his face.

What did he just see?The rockets coming at high speed suddenly returned the same way and blasted the laughing Orson to ashes, and he was blown away by the aftermath of the bomb and buried in the soil.

"Are you Stark?" When Stark was stunned, a calm voice sounded from the spot.

"Who!"

Stark was taken aback like a frightened bird, and there was something in his heart, which made him prone to myocardial infarction, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Is the matter of property distribution still count?" The voice came again.

Stark: "..."

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The embers of the rocket explosion have not dissipated, and the air is filled with thick yellow sand and gunpowder smoke, covering most of the sight.

Stark crawled out of the iron sheet he made and leaned on it to breathe. He seemed to have an auditory hallucination just now, and someone was talking to him.

"call!"

In the sandy soil of Chidi, a dry and hot current blew past, the yellow sand in the air was blown away, and a figure appeared from inside, and it became more and more clear.

Stark's mood was tense, he looked at the yellow sand with burning eyes, swallowed with some difficulty, and thought to himself:

"Who could it be? Didn't Orson get killed by himself?"

It's just that his idea was quickly extinguished, and it was in his sight.

That person walked with some wind, which swept away the thick smoke and dust around him, and was wearing casual clothing that did not match the harsh environment.

As he approached, Stark even felt that the scorching air had turned slightly cooler, as if it didn't feel so hot, and thought to himself:

"This person must be an angel sent by God to save me, but it's a man!"