American comics: Starting as the Jinchūriki of the One-Tailed Beast

More than a month later.

Los Angeles.

Tony's seaside mansion.

Roy glanced around Tony's workshop and garage, his gaze finally settling on the Mark III armor that Tony was repairing.

Just as he remembered, the Mark III armored vehicle adopted the classic red and gold color scheme.

Roy said to Tony, "You called me specifically not just to ask me to come and check on your armor repairs, right?"

"Of course not."

Tony stopped repairing the armor, walked to the workbench, and put down his tools. "Do you know I've been ousted from the board?"

"The board members felt I had suffered psychological trauma and issued an injunction to remove me from the board!"

Roy shook his head and replied, "I don't know. I only know that Stark Industries' stock price has dropped by more than 50%."

Upon hearing him mention the stock price, Tony quickly said, "I had Jarvis look into you, and he found out something very interesting."

Roy asked with a smile, "What is it?"

Tony frowned and said slowly, "Your stockbroker was already shorting Stark Industries' stock price before I held my press conference."

"Based on the information Jarvis has gathered, your profit from this short selling will not be less than $1.5 million."

Roy said calmly, "Short selling or long selling are common operations in the stock market, nothing special."

"You're not the first person to short Stark Industries stock, and you won't be the last."

"I'm just curious, how did you know I'd announce the closure of the weapons department when I got back?"

Tony looked at Roy with a serious expression.

Roy shrugged and said slowly, "Intuition."

Of course, he wouldn't tell Tony that he possessed the "insider information" that time travelers inherently possess.

"Based on gut feeling alone, you dared to spend so much money shorting Stark Industries stock?"

"Aren't you afraid of guessing wrong and suffering heavy losses?"

Tony frowned.

"Let me correct you. Even if I guess wrong, I won't suffer heavy losses."

"Although I'm not as rich as you, I can still come up with several hundred million in cash."

"Let's not talk about that. What exactly did you call me here for?"

Roy pulled out a chair next to him and sat down.

Tony didn't answer his question immediately. He picked up the whiskey on the table and poured two glasses.

After handing him one of the glasses, I drank my own glass in one gulp.

Then, she slowly said, "I attended a donation gala for the firefighters' families fund held at the Disney Music Auditorium a few days ago..."

He paused for a moment, then poured himself another glass.

He took a sip and continued, "At the party, I met a reporter I had dealt with before..."

Before he could finish speaking, Roy interrupted him, laughing, "If I'm not mistaken, the reporter you met was definitely a female reporter, and a very beautiful one at that."

Tony glared at him and said seriously, "That's not important. What's important is that she showed me some photos."

"The photo was taken the day before the party, in a small town called Gomira in Afghanistan."

"The photos show that someone sold weapons manufactured by Stark Industries to terrorists in Afghanistan."

"This includes the Jellicoe missile!"

"When I was kidnapped, the terrorists demanded that I make Jericho missiles for them."

"And now, someone is selling the Jericho missiles directly to them."

"What I didn't expect was that the person who ousted me from the board and sold the Jericho missiles to terrorists was Obadiah!"

Although he personally traveled to the town of Gemilla wearing the Mark III and destroyed the Jericho missiles in the hands of the terrorists.

But the thought of Obadiah's actions made it impossible for him to suppress his anger.

"and then?"

Roy picked up his glass and took a sip.

"I want you to do something for me: go to my office, hack into the computer mainframe, copy the latest Jellico missile manufacturing list, and obtain evidence that Obadiah sold weapons to terrorists."

"This USB drive contains a hacking program that I designed myself. It can automatically complete the hacking process once it's plugged in."

"The factory shipment list should be in the administrative documents."

"If not, then it's a hidden disk. Just look for the one with the lowest number."

"If you can't find it, you can copy them all."

Tony picked up a black USB drive and handed it to Roy.

Roy didn't answer, and slowly said, "I did accept your request, but the request is to protect your and Pepper's safety, not to act as a corporate spy for you."

Tony had anticipated this response and quickly said, "So, how much more money do you want?"

"No extra charge this time, I want that one!"

Roy raised his right hand and pointed to the Mark 3 armor.

"Do you know how much it costs to manufacture a suit of armor like this?"

Tony said, frowning.

Although he was very wealthy, Roy's price increase was still beyond his means.

"I don't know the specifics, but it would take at least several 3000 million."

Roy looked at Tony calmly.

"Since you know that, why do you still make such an outrageous request?"

Tony said quickly.

"There's no harm in giving it a try."

"If you agree, I'll be hitting the jackpot."

Roy said with a smile.

"Stop wasting time, just name a reasonable price."

Tony continued.

"Same as last time, 50."

Roy replied.

"good!"

Tony agreed without hesitation.

Roy downed his whiskey in one gulp, picked up the USB drive, and said slowly, "Pepper could do this too, so why not let her?"

"She's different from you; she's just an ordinary person. I don't want her to be in danger."

Tony replied.

Roy didn't say anything more, used his Thor's Flight technique to disappear from Tony's sight, and arrived at the rooftop of the Stark Industries headquarters building.

The last time he came, he left the Flying Thunder God Technique formula on the roof.

After being teleported, he did not hesitate and decisively cast the transformation spell.

Bang!

As the white smoke dissipated, he transformed into Obadiah's appearance.

Using Obadiah's appearance, he made his way to Tony's office without any trouble.

To be precise, this is Obadiah's office.

I turned on my computer, and a login page appeared on the screen.

When the hacking USB drive, which Tony himself had made, was plugged into the host computer, a warning message popped up on the screen that the system had been compromised.

Within seconds, the intrusion program cracked the login system and found a disk that had been encrypted and hidden.

Without him having to do anything, the files on the disk were opened one after another.

The Jellicoe missile's production manifest, the Iron Monger armor project from District 16, videos sent by the Ten Rings Gang's Afghan branch...

Roy couldn't understand Pashto, the Afghan language, so he typed in a translation command.

Soon, the language in the video was translated into English.

"You didn't say the person you were going to kill was Tony Stark, so Obadiah Stanislavski, you'll pay a high price for your concealment and lies. The price for killing Tony Stark has gone up..."

Roy wasn't surprised when the Afghan branch of the Ten Rings Gang sent Obadiah a video about raising prices.

Similarly, it was no surprise that Obadiah found the Mark 1 parts left in the cave and launched Project Iron Monger.

He turned off the video and began copying all the files on the hidden disk.

He did not meet Obadiah until the copy was completed.

Back at Tony's seaside mansion, he realized why he hadn't met Obadiah like Pepper had.

In the living room on the first floor, Tony sat motionless on the sofa, his face pale and his chest feeling empty.

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