Chapter 757 What to Do?

Stark, wearing a hospital gown with Hell's Kitchen printed on it, put his arms around the waist of Pepper, who came to visit him, and circled Alvin, who was forced to put on a suit, and made a sound with his mouth.

While adjusting the tie around Alvin's neck, Fox pursed his lips and said to Pepper: "Take your "big dog" away quickly, there is a daddy here who is about to explode."

Little Ginny held Alvin's thigh and poked her little head out from his waist. She looked at Alvin who had put on a full high-end suit in the full-length mirror in front of her. The little girl wrinkled her little nose and said a little unaccustomedly: "Oh , this is not my dad, why do you use a rope to strangle his neck?"

Alvin ignored Fox's white eyes and loosened the tie she had just tied. Then he bent down in front of little Ginny and whispered: "Yes, they want to tie me up, and then..."

As he spoke, Alvin pulled on his tie and made a suffocating face. After teasing little Ginny, he picked her up. Then he looked at Fox, who pursed his lips and raised an eyebrow, and kissed her on the lips. , said with a smile: "I am only the temporary "Mr. Richest Man", and I am a Manhattan Tomahawk. Even if I go out in shorts, the media reporters outside must respect me."

Fox looked at the tie dangling on Alvin's chest, shook his head helplessly, with a regretful expression on his sexy face, and then said: "I just want you to be Mr. Perfect, it seems..."

Alvin looked at the regretful Fox with amusement. This girl took her image of holding a press conference a little too seriously. You must know that this is only part of the "plan".

Alvin kissed little Ginny on the face, who was grabbing her ears to seek attention, and then asked: "Is daddy handsome?"

Little Ginny grinned happily, while nodding her head and shouting: "Handsome, handsome, handsome, daddy is the most handsome..."

Alvin raised his eyebrows at Fox proudly, then held her waist and kissed her on the lips, and said with a smile: "What time is it now?"

A sweet smile appeared on the corner of Fox's mouth, and he squinted his eyes and said, "70, maybe 80..."

Alvin kissed his fiancée hard on the lips unsatisfied and said, "Are you sure? It's not 100%?"

Fox pressed Alvin's thug with her backhand, and the smile on her face could no longer be suppressed. She squinted her shining eyes and said with a smile: "OK, 90 points can't be more. Maybe you can go somewhere else." To make up for some lost points..."

Alvin blinked his eyes, and when he was considering whether this was a sexy invitation, little Ginny put her arms around Alvin's neck, wrinkled her little nose at Fox, and said "fiercely": "My dad is 100 points, roar... "

The ambiguous atmosphere was interrupted. Fox rolled his eyes, gave Alvin a slap in the face, and then turned away from the father and daughter who were high-fiving in celebration.

Stark glanced at Alvin a little enviously, then turned his head to look at Pepper's belly, frowning and said: "Have you had any special taste preferences recently, for example, you like sour or spicy food... …”

Pepper looked at the confused Stark and said, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Stark shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "I heard Alvin say that what a pregnant woman likes to eat will determine the gender of the child.

The sour ones represent boys, the spicy ones represent girls. "

Pepper couldn't help smiling after hearing this, and looked at Stark who pretended not to care like an older child and said, "So..."

Stark ignored Pepper's strange look. He looked around and said, "I know a good Mexican restaurant. Maybe we can go there more often..."

Pepper half-turned around and stuffed herself into Stark's arms, covering his chest with her right hand, and said softly: "So, you want a girl? Why don't you like boys? I think boys are good too."

After hearing this, Stark pursed his lips and smacked his teeth a few times, lowered his head and kissed Pepper on the forehead, and then said: "Yes, boys are not bad either. Boys like Nick are impressive, but I like him better. Little Ginny is like this, this is a gift from God.

Alvin the bastard is always so lucky! "

Pepper chuckled and patted Stark's chest and said, "Nick is a good boy? Shirley definitely doesn't think so.

Nick stole Shirley's wig when we were out today..."

Stark smiled in admiration and said: "It's nothing. I once stole the teacher's dentures and soaked them in lemon juice. When he wore the "lemon dentures" to class, we watched him bleed. A class of drool.”

As he spoke, Stark looked at Pepper, who was staring at him with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "Mexican restaurant, we have agreed..."

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The media gathered at the entrance of Hell's Kitchen Community Hospital received the news that Manhadu Tomahawk would soon hold a press conference to announce several very important news.

These two days have been a carnival day for the American media, with the assassination of the Vice President, the attack on Tony Stark, a large number of murders that broke out in New York yesterday, and the strange atmosphere in Hell's Kitchen...

This is enough to make these imaginative media people generate all kinds of strange conjectures. This morning, even the tabloids began to pay attention to these things. Some people even fabricated a very bizarre, but very close to the truth, horror version. The CIA is in this kind of story. He always plays the negative role.

Now, finally, an important figure has come forward to speak out, which has brought the media to a collective climax.

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Vice President Andrew Van Buren stayed in a presidential suite at the New York Hilton Hotel. He looked at the busy staff and assistants around him with a very anxious expression.

Logically speaking, he should be lying on a hospital bed now, after all, he had just been "shot", but he smelled danger from the news he received.

Looking at the white-haired staff member who put down the phone, the vice president asked anxiously: "How is it? What is going on? Is there going to be an all-out war with us over there?

Are they crazy? Stark's life and death should not affect their interests. After all, they are now vested interests. "

The white-haired staff member shook his head and said: "I don't know, the current situation is very strange, it seems that we have missed something.

You are right, they have no reason to target us now.

But the atmosphere in the entire Congress is very strange now. I called several congressmen and they seemed to have smelled something and were waiting and watching.

It is true that someone is targeting us, but we are not sure whether it is the group of people from the New Energy Group. "

The white-headed staff hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The current situation is that we are at a disadvantage. The CIA's "church" rushed back to New York yesterday. Our senior officials within the CIA are now waiting for the "trial" with trepidation. The situation is really bad.

We need to find someone more reliable to kill Tony Stark, he is the key figure.

Only if he dies can we bring all the forces on our side to join the new energy game table. "

The Vice President took a few steps back and forth impatiently, and then said: "What about Killian? How did he promise me at that time?

Is it so hard for this idiot to just lead those "bomber man" soldiers to create terrorist attacks? "

The white-haired staff member sneered and shook his head and said: "He sent me a message asking for a meeting, but I think what I need to do now is to completely cut off contact with him.

This is a waste, and all his people are basically dead.

Moreover, the Mandarin thinks that he is a little out of control, and we should be more decisive when necessary.

If he is caught, we will all be doomed..."

The Vice President hesitated and said: “His desperate virus plan is actually really attractive, but...

What should we do? "

The white-haired staff member looked at the hesitant Vice President with sharp eyes and said in a deep voice: "In the CIA's "Reaper Project", someone blocked the information of ten flawed super agents.

But now that he's been targeted by "The Church," we can make him an offer he can't refuse, and then we make one last push! "

The vice president said a little uncertainly: "Do you think those experimental subjects can handle Killian? We have all seen how powerful he is."

The white-haired staff member glanced at the Vice President with a smile and said, "I will find someone to send a message to Killian and ask him to meet somewhere...

New Energy Group board members will hold a meeting in New York due to Stark's injury.

One of the VPs at Western Power Grid is actually from our side and I'll ask him to "host" Killian.

If Principal Alvin happens to know..."

The vice president nodded with satisfaction, and then said with some emotion: "We all seem to have underestimated the relationship between Principal Alvin and Stark. If we can win over him, things may be completely different."

The white-haired staff member shook his head helplessly and said: "Our hypothesis only makes sense if Stark is dead.

This is a character who can change everything. Unfortunately, we can't find anything that can completely impress him, and we can't afford to completely offend him..."

While the white-haired staff member was talking to the vice president, a young assistant in a suit stood up from a desk, holding his stomach with a somewhat painful expression, said hello to a colleague next to him, and walked to the presidential suite. bathroom.

A bodyguard leader with a cold expression looked at the back of the assistant in a suit, and his unusual heels caught his attention.

So he winked at a bald man next to him. The bald man nodded and followed the suit assistant towards the bathroom.

A few minutes later, the bald bodyguard suddenly rushed out of the bathroom and shouted to the head bodyguard: "He slipped out, he is not one of ours..."

The head bodyguard rushed into the bathroom in shock and looked at an open window. A gust of cold wind blew in, making the head bodyguard's back feel chilly.

At this time, the bald bodyguard said: "This is the 40th floor. No one can jump from here. We have blocked the upper and lower floors. There is still a chance..."

The head bodyguard was stunned for half a second, looked at his men with admiration, then took out his radio and shouted, "Seal all rooms on the upper and lower floors..."

As he spoke, the head bodyguard glanced at the head bodyguard and said, "You take people to the 5th floor below. You must capture that son of a bitch. If necessary, you can even use a corpse!"

The bald bodyguard nodded heavily, and then ran out of the presidential suite...