Meiman: Get the Pleasant Goat template at the beginning

Chapter 133 No one can owe me a debt!
"Where are we?"

Tony and Ethan supported each other, and followed Ian out of the portal.

They saw the cracked ground, charred corpses, and the doomsday-like battlefield. They raised their hearts in their throats, worried that the mysterious boy in front of them would have bad thoughts about them.

Ian said without turning his head, "There is a US military base nearby. The people inside were going to rescue you, but they were besieged by the Ten Rings."

"The soldiers in that base will send Mr. Stark back to the United States. What about Dr. Ethan? If you offend the Ten Rings, you won't be able to survive in the Middle East."

"Of course he is going back to America with me, and he will be treated the best in the Stark Group." Tony puffed up his chest and replied without hesitation.

"This is..."

Ethan pushed his glasses: "It doesn't matter if you go to the United States, but I don't want to have anything to do with the Stark Group."

Tony's eyes widened instantly: "I thought we were friends, why did you reject me?"

"Tony, you're a nice guy, but you don't understand what your company does."

Ethan let out a heavy sigh, and lifted the cannonball under his feet: "Look at what's written on it?"

Tony picked up the cannonball in a daze, wiped off the dust with his sleeve, and saw the big "Stark" logo.

He looked up at Ethan, and glanced at Ian: "These weapons are the stocks of those terrorists from the Ten Rings Gang?"

"Do you usually care about other things besides research and development of weapons?"

Ian looked at Tony's bewildered expression, wondering what else this genius had in his daily life besides developing weapons and playing with women.

"Business matters are Obadiah and Pepper's responsibility, I just have to go through the motions."

Tony put down the shells, and pulled out the barrels and guns from the wreckage of a car.

Seeing his surname printed on the weapon, his heart ached. He covered it with his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Who have my weapons left in?"

Ian replied directly: "The U.S. Army, the Afghan Army, the Ten Rings Gang, and the Middle East all have weapons from the Stark Group."

"After all, good quality and low price, who would miss such a supplier?"

"The Middle East has always been chaotic. Even without the Stark Group's weapons, the war will continue."

Ethan didn't excuse the Stark Group, but he found that Tony really thought his weapons were only supplied to the US military.

"But the weapons of the Stark Group have made the war massacre in the Middle East more efficient. This is a fact."

As soon as Ian touched his mouth, the truth pierced into Tony's heart like a knife.

"It doesn't look like Mr. Tony is a person without a conscience. I hope you have experienced such dangers, and you can think about what kind of path you want to take!"

"You're not a victim, so why accuse me in such a tone?" Tony retorted Ian as if stressed.

"Because I'm not the one who developed the weapon that killed thousands of people."

Ian spread his hands, laughed and walked towards the base.

Tony twitched his face for a few seconds, took a few deep breaths, and finally calmed down his excited heart: "This kid is as handsome as me, but he doesn't talk as cute as I do."

"He's more handsome than you!" Ethan stabbed Tony in the heart, and helped him follow Ian towards the base.

Walking in front of the building block wall, Ian took out his assembly wand and waved it. All the building blocks collapsed in an instant, turning into drawings that fell into the space and into the warehouse of the New York Sanctuary.

"Kama Taj's space magic is convenience."

"Well, I should also make a powerful blueprint. Otherwise, this assembly technique is completely wasted."

Ian rubbed his chin, thinking about the lottery chance in his mind.

He got a normal lottery chance for meeting Iron Man, and a normal lottery chance for saving Ethan's life.

"System, list my lottery chances!"

[You currently have one opportunity for type-specific lucky draw!Ordinary lucky draw chances three times! 】

"Use all! The type-oriented lottery draw is for building block assembly, three common chances are merged, and the orientation is for blueprints!"

【The lottery starts! 】

The system light screen began to flash colorful lights, and after a while, the final result jumped out.

[You have obtained the blueprint of the Saint Yanlong (incomplete)! 】

"What kind of incomplete method is this thing?"

Immediately, Ian received the reward. He opened the blueprint of the Saint Yanlong with both hands, and examined it carefully.

"This seems to be some kind of mechanical blueprint?"

When Ian used assembly skills to check where the blueprint was missing, Tony also came up.

"That's right, it's a technology from another world."

Ian's brain was running fast, and he soon discovered that something was missing in the drawing—there was no corresponding building block part.

The Saint Flame Dragon was originally created from scratch by EEbond, piece by piece, and stored in the blueprint.

The successor of the confused teacher only needs to use the assembly technique to assemble the saint Yanlong through blueprints, and then he can use it to fight.

But the blueprint in Ian's hand has no building blocks. To summon the Holy Flame Dragon, Ian needs to use the assembly technique to make it from scratch.

"I'm just having a headache about how to tap the potential of Pigman after the Five Spirit King template is fused. This blueprint came at the right time."

Ian put away the drawings, which aroused Tony's dissatisfaction.

"Let me watch it for a while. This new technology is quite special. Where did it come from? What's the principle?"

"Explain!"

Tony pestered Ian, wanting to study more about the blueprint of the saint Yanlong.

"someone is coming!"

Ian pushed away Tony, who was leaning over, in disgust: "If you want to see it, you can come to me after you return to New York."

"No, where do you live? What's your name, there are all kinds of clues, how can I find you?"

Tony saw his good friend Rhodes, and his mood returned to normal.

Ian reported his name: "I'm in New York, see if you can find me, take it as a test!"

He waved his hand, bid farewell to Tony and the two, came to Coulson, and followed him into the base.

"This is our director, Nick Fury!"

"This is Agent Natasha Romanov!"

Coulson introduced his boss and colleagues to Ian, and stepped aside.

"It's a pleasure to meet Director Nick Fury and this beautiful agent!"

Ian smiled and held out his hand, not sharply towards Steve and Bruce.

This black stewed egg has a black heart and a ruthless heart. She is many times stronger than that stupid woman Amanda Waller. She is destined to be different from Ian.

Since there is no bottom line between the two sides and no possibility of reconciliation, Ian is of course too lazy to have a principled debate with him, as long as everyone can get along.

"Agent Coulson promised me that after the rescue, he would let me visit the Rubik's Cube. Is Director Fury planning to go back on his word?"

Nick stared at Ian: "The Rubik's Cube is one of the top secrets of S.H.I.E.L.D. Even the agents in the bureau don't know much about it."

"Where did you know about the Rubik's Cube?"

"Is it important?"

Ian wasn't going to answer that question.

"I will not reveal the top secret of S.H.I.E.L.D. to a stranger!"

Nick flatly vetoed what Coulson had promised.

"It's okay, I can go by myself. Nobody can owe me a debt."

Ian snapped his fingers, teleported to Steve who was holding a fan meeting for the soldiers, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, the captain lives in New York now. After everyone returns to China, it's not too late to chase stars. We're leaving now."

Ian pulled Steve up and walked out of the base, just in time to see Tony flying away in a helicopter, saluted him, and opened the portal.

"There are many secrets in this young man worth digging!"

Nick watched Ian disappear, squinting his remaining eyes and said.

"You should agree to his request, maybe he knows how to use the infinite energy of the Rubik's Cube!" Natasha gave her own answer with a straight face.

"We are too weak in front of him. If we agree so easily, it will be even more difficult to take the initiative in getting along with him in the future."

Nick shook his head: "Let's go, let's go to New York!"

"Director, this time..."

"Agent Coulson, I would like to keep this operation a secret for the time being."

A cold light flashed in Nick's one-eyed eyes, and he said to his most trusted agent: "Now is not the time to pursue these things."

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