Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 971

As an extremely proud and conceited man, Tony Stark clearly has a mind to take on Alan.

Since returning home, he immediately lost his CEO position to the most trusted Pepper Potts in advance, and at the same time promoted his personal bodyguard Happy to the security Captain of Stark Industries Group, It fully shows what is called "nepotism" under the framework of capitalism.

Although the board is full of dissatisfaction with these two appointments, after the death of Obadiah Stane, there is no second person who can unite enough shareholders to threaten the company's true the status of the master.

In the end, the board could only swallow the bitter fruit with its nose.

As for Tony himself, he devoted all his time and energy to learning magic and researching new steel battle clothes, especially the new small ark reactor.

And whenever a certain progress is made, he will wear steel battle clothes to go to all parts of the world to eliminate terrorists.

For a while, various extremist organizations stopped their activities one after another, for fear of being targeted by this nasty guy.

In addition, due to Alan's intervention, the US government is now focusing all its energy on the "Future Technology Seminar", and has not paid attention to the so-called "steel battle clothes" at all.

The reason is very simple!

With GX51, an intelligent robot whose performance is not known how many times higher, where can I see the deteriorated version of steel battle clothes.

So Tony Stark had a pretty good time, and ordered magic metal from Alan more than once.

He didn't even realize that his high-profile behavior had caused some people's strong dissatisfaction and anger.

...

"Fark! It's Tony Stark again! Why is this damn guy always soul of a deceased has not yet dispersed!"

Watching Iron Man being interviewed by reporters on TV, Justin Hammer finally couldn't help but bang his fist fiercely on the table.

Because he failed to get the news he wanted from the mouth of the US representative of the International Security Council, his mood most recently can be said to be quite bad.

Because Justin Hammer knows that if he competes from the perspective of pure technology and strength, his company is fundamentally impossible to be the opponent of Stark Industries Group, and it is almost 100% to be eliminated.

And once the ticket is not obtained, the technical level of Hammer Industries Group will be completely separated by Stark Industries, and there will be no possibility of turning over again.

Unwilling!

Angry!

Jealous!

All kinds of negative emotions are like a group of ants, frantically biting the heart of this arms dealer.

If he could, he really wanted to use his own weapons to smash that smug Tony Stark on TV into a sieve.

But unfortunately, this kind of thing can only be imagined in the mind, but if you have a little sense, you can't put it into practice.

Otherwise, the big capital standing behind the Stark Industries Group will directly tear him to shreds.

Just when Justin Hammer's face was full of sadness, a slender female secretary suddenly walked in from the outside, cautiously, the report said: "Boss, there is someone outside who claims that he has How can I help you."

"Help me?"

Justin Hammer lifts the head, with strange rays of light flashing in his eyes.

You must know that Hammer Industries, on the surface, has also received a large number of orders from the US military. It can be regarded as performing well in terms of stock price and profitability.

Plus the future tech seminar is still a secret to the entire world right now, only a little bit of it is known to those companies that have been invited.

So he has reason to believe that the other party is definitely one of the insiders.

Aware of this, the arms dealer immediately instructed: "Bring this man to my office immediately."

"Got it!"

The female secretary hurriedly nodded, then turned and left as if running for her life.

About two 3 minutes later, a middle-aged white male in his forties walked in from outside.

"Welcome, my friend." Justin Hammer hurriedly stood up and spread his arms, posing a very enthusiastic look.

Despite the smile on his face, it gives a very false impression.

Of course, the other party didn't care about this, and blunt said, "Mr. Hammer, I have a way to get your company a ticket to the future technology seminar."

"Oh? Why should I trust you?" Justin Hammer probed cautiously.

As an arms dealer who has been in the shopping mall for many years, he is not the kind of idiot who will be fooled by a few words.

Just the opposite!

He will not believe a word if he does not see concrete evidence.

"Oh, it's very simple, I can tell you who has the final say in this future technology seminar, and I can even ask him to make a promise in person." The middle-aged man is meaningful replied .

You don't need to ask to know that he is none other than Alexander Pierce's Nine Headed Snake agent.

"Who? Who is this person?"

Justin Hammer suddenly stood up from his chair, and his whole person became extremely excited.

There is no way not to be excited. You must know that he spent almost 200 million US dollars in "public relations fees", and he failed to get the information he wanted.

Politicians and bureaucrats who normally see money in their eyes, all seem to have changed their sex.

Anyone who knows the inside story will choose to keep their mouths shut, no matter how much money they send.

"Hehe, do you think I'll tell you before negotiating the terms?" Agent Nine Headed Snake stared at each other with a faint smile.

"Damn! How much do you want, ask for a price."

Justin Hammer sat back in his chair, pulled out his checkbook and prepared a set The look of being slaughtered.

Of course, it's all fake.

In fact, from the moment he entered the door, he secretly observed the other person's dress, trying to judge the person's origin and education level, and used this as a basis to judge what he needed to offer. the price of.

But unfortunately, this time, Justin Hammer has clearly miscalculated.

Nine Headed Snake is not looking at the money, but the close cooperation between Hammer Industries and the military, and the advanced technology that may be received from Alan in the future.

"no! I think you seem to have misunderstood something, Mr. Hammer. First, I'm not here for an individual. Second, I'm not asking for any money." Agent Nine Headed Snake corrected casually. road.

"No money? What do you want?"

The smile on Justin Hammer's face was instantly disappeared, replaced by intense vigilance.

"We want a long-term relationship with you..."

Agent Nine Headed Snake smiles and throws sweet bait.

You don't need to ask to know that Alexander Pierce just regarded Justin Hammer as a pawn in his own layout, and didn't plan to tell him the true identity of Nine Headed Snake at all.

To be precise, most of the companies and individuals in this world controlled by Nine Headed Snake often don't know that they are working for Nine Headed Snake.

...

Just as Hanmer Industries became Nine Headed Snake's meal, in a restaurant on the streets of New York, Alan was with Arturia. Standing on the top floor of a high-rise building, looking down at the two giants below, beating each other recklessly on the street.

Apart from this, there are also a large number of soldiers with guns, armored vehicles, tanks and helicopters around.

One of them doesn't need to ask, it's naturally the Hulk - Hulk.

And the other is an artificial hatred created by the military through the study of the Hulk's blood - Emile Bronski.

In just a few minutes from the beginning of the battle, this place has completely turned into a battlefield.

All kinds of gunshots, cries, screams, and roars of giants were completely mixed together to form a hellish picture.

Unfortunately, these weapons are simply unable to cause any threat or harm to the Hulk and the Abomination.

Just the opposite!

These attacks only made the pair more angry, grumpy and destructive.

Due to this almost crazy attack, more than a dozen buildings have completely collapsed into rubble.

"This is the owner of that blood sample?" Artoria asked frowned.

Alan nodded lightly: "That's right! The giant with short black hair is Bruce Banner. Ironic, isn't it? A scientist who was supposed to be sane at all times turned out to be a complete Lost of reason, only monsters who use brute force frantically."

"It's a bit ironic. But it's more ironic about the troops and the generals who ordered them to die."

Arturia glanced at General Ross on the helicopter, and her tone was full of undisguised disgust.

"No way, this is the characteristic of the ruling class in this country under our feet. As long as there are enough interests, they don't care about the life and death of ordinary people. Because in the eyes of capital, people are just a renewable resource, A consumable, that's all," Alan explained meaningfully.

"Are we really not going to do it? If we continue like this, I'm afraid a lot of people will die."

When she said this remark, Arturia subconsciously held it The magic long sword hanging on the other side of the waist.

But before she could draw her sword, Alan stopped immediately: "Forget it! I can guarantee that as soon as we intervene, that General Ross will definitely order the army to fire. In the eyes, whether it is the Hulk Hulk or the hated Emile Bronski, they are the secret assets of the US military. In addition, if we intervene, it may cause vigilance including the International Security Council. Trouble."

"Phew—" Arturia took a deep breath and complained with a gloomy face: "I hate this feeling of just sitting on the sidelines."

"Relax. Don't forget, this is the United States. Even their own government and military don't care about the casualties of the people. What the hell do we outsiders care about." Alan rolled the eyes angrily.

"en? That's not like you can say it!" Arturia turned around with a surprised expression.

Because in her impression, Alan has always been a humanist, and a situation like this that caused a large number of innocent civilian casualties should be stopped in time.

Alan's mouth is slightly upturned and replied in a slightly playful tone: "Would you like to hear a joke about this country?"

"Joke?"

Artoria tilted her head, completely confused as to what Alan was trying to convey.

"Yes! Joke!" Alan ignored Duma Wang's suspicious eyes, each minding their own business and continued: "It is said that a young couple, the girl is an aboriginal Indian, and the boy is White people. One of them accidentally fell into the Space-Time Tunnel. The girl was sent to the past a hundred years ago, and the boy was sent to the future a hundred years ago. Guess, this girl who went back a hundred years ago , what kind of thing can I leave behind for my boyfriend after a year to prove his existence?"

"Um...is it some jewelry that I carry with me?" Artoria touched the chin speculated.

"No, that's not right." Alan shook the head lightly, then spit out three words from his mouth. "It's the scalp!"

"The head...the scalp?!"

The King Duo Mao's expression changed instantly, as if he had thought of something.

"That's right! Exactly what you think. Scalps of Indian girls, killed by westward movement trailblazers written in the history of this country, then scalped for bounty. So it seems to me that more than 70% of the people living in this country are burdened with something called original sin. Although I will not try them in the name of justice, I will also not put their Life and death are the same thing."

Alan didn't hide anything, and frankly expressed the most real thoughts in his heart.

Artoria looked thoughtful nodded: "so that's how it is! Then why don't we control the top of the country and fundamentally change it?"

"Change Don't be kidding! How complex is the modern state machine, you should know without me telling you. Maybe in those relatively backward worlds, we can easily control a country and transform it according to our own will. But in modern times In the country, we can't do it at all. Even a little change may lead to a series of serious consequences. In addition, the Supreme Master Gu Yi asked us to try not to destroy the timeline, this unrealistic idea is to hurry up It's better to give up."

Alan sneered and poured a basin of cold water on the dumb hair king.

Since seeing the terrifying power of the Time Stone with his own eyes, he made up his mind to obediently and honestly try not to interfere as much as possible before Gu Yi chose to die.

Otherwise, it would be miserable to annoy the other party and be stuck in a time loop like Dormammu.

Just when Arturia opened her mouth and wanted to say something, a Kun-style fighter jet belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly flew over from a distance, directly throwing the plane over three meters high. The GX51 robot dropped.

bang! ! ! ! !

With a loud bang, this big guy with powerful artificial intelligence and terrifying firepower landed steadily on the ground, raised his arms suddenly, punched one by one, and sent the Hulk and Abomination flying at the same time .