Chapter 108 The Miscalculated Obedia
Obediah Stein, a veteran of Stark Industries. Once worked hard with the old Howard Stark, the two worked together to create the world's most prestigious weapons manufacturing company.
Of course, Stark Group does not rely solely on weapons to make money. It also produces various other civilian products. But there is no doubt that there is anything more profitable in this world than arms?
People will always spend a lot of dollars to buy various weapons for some silly little things, and then raise butcher knives against their own kind.
Especially after the death of Howard Stark, Obediah once took control of this super group, and it was the most wonderful time of life.
Even in retrospect today, Obediah still has an incomparable nostalgia for that period of time.
But there are always unpleasant things in the good memories, such as that young boy, the self-righteous and romantic playboy Tony Stark.
How much Obediah hopes this guy has been playing like crazy and squandering. Until all the stocks of Stark Industries in his hand are all spent.
Only in this way can he truly take charge of the weapon empire. But Tony is always disappointing, he actually came back!
This guy who didn't pay attention to his father's property actually came back. And under his leadership, the Stark Group is prospering.
In just over ten years, the stock price of Stark Industries Group has quadrupled, and their arms are sold all over the world.
This should be good news for them, or at least other shareholders, because they get big dividends every year.
But it's not a good thing for Obediah, his importance in this group is getting lower and lower, although he still firmly holds the position of CEO with his personal relationship with Tony.
But there are already people on the board who say he's old, he's outdated, and he should let go of his rights and retire, just like any other old man on the board.
Buy a luxury cruise and take some pretty sexy blondes to the Mediterranean and enjoy life. Just wait for the dividends to get paid every year.
This life is heaven for some, but hell for Obediah.
He couldn't imagine how hard it would be to lose power, which would make him age faster and lose his vitality, and end up being a stinky old man with no money, except for being rich, of course.
So he planned a murder, and the target of the murder was Tony Stark. Power is always more important than family, even if Tony always sees him as his uncle, he still decides to kill Tony.
Everything had been well planned, Tony went to Afghanistan, entered the ambush circle, and a Stark Group-made missile hit his convoy.
Logically, everything will end at this moment, Tony should die, and he will become the real helm of this business empire.
Everything was so beautiful, but unfortunately this perfect plan was ruined by a group of idiots. They foolishly wanted to control Tony Stark and demanded a price increase.
However, in the end, Tony escaped, and he still doesn't know how Tony escaped from the cave in Afghanistan.
But what's even more infuriating is that these guys are coming to New York with a swagger and claiming that if they don't pay to join him, they will expose Mr. Obediah's ties to the terrorist group.
Let his plot to assassinate Tony be exposed to the public.
Now a furious Mr. Obediah came to the place where these idiots asked to meet, the New Jersey docks.
He didn't come to negotiate, he came to kill these idiots. He brought a full thirty fully armed mercenaries, all equipped with the best weapons of the Stark Group.
Inside the New Jersey dock, Hussanno and two friends he had invited were waiting for Obediah on the Egyptian-flagged freighter.
"It seems that this Yankee is not punctual." A man with a shaved head like Hu Sannuo, who was obviously inclined to the Western Regions of China, said.
His name is Abdulge, and he is a kin of Hussano. He played for the Ten Rings Gang like Hu Sano, but because of the adventures in his boyhood, his status in the gang was completely different from Hu Sano.
And beside him was a taciturn middle-aged man who also looked like a Westerner. His name is Muladi, and he is also a kin of Husanuo, and he also plays for the Ten Rings Gang.
"But isn't this coming?" Hu Sano pointed to the convoy moving towards the dock from a distance. The bright lights were dazzling in the dark night.
"Mr. Obediah, it's better to let all your men wait outside." Hussanno beckoned, and the men hiding on the boat pointed at the convoy with weapons.
"You stay here, and you will find a chance to subdue these guys later." Obedia explained to his mercenary captain, and followed the three of Husano to the captain's room of the freighter.
"Mr. Husano, I hope you have prepared enough cash or weapons of the same value to complete our agreement." The three of Husano sat at the conference table in the captain's room, while Obediah sat over there.
"Listen, you haven't completed your mission, Tony Stark is still strutting around in New York City." Obediah lit a large cigar, and there was a hint of impatience in his tone.
"And now you haven't even told me why you let Tony go, how could I give you the money."
"I think we've talked on the phone, Tony Stark. We'll solve our mission goals, and the Ten Rings have always kept their word." Hussano was negotiating with Obediah.
And the two helpers he invited were playing with their fingernails with little interest, and they were also talking in the dialect of the Western Regions.
Abdullah seemed to tell a joke that made a silent Muladi smile.
This irritated Obediah, which made him feel slighted. And he was despised by a bunch of stupid terrorists without any intelligence.
What do these people do other than make bombs and kill people? This made Obediah want to end this conversation as soon as possible, and it seemed like a wise choice to hire someone to kill these guys.
"No, I can't believe you." Obedia said slowly approaching the three of them. "You have already failed once, why should I put my expectations on an organization that has failed?"
"Do you know what the biggest weakness of your organization is?"
"Lack of technology, disrespect for science, and lack of technology will always be your shortcoming." Obediah said, and secretly opened the small props that had been hidden in his hand.
This is an infrasound transmitter, not very useful, but it can make people immobilized for fifteen minutes.
Obediah protected himself before he came in. He pressed the switch and watched with satisfaction that the three people in front of him could not move.
Husano's expression was a little surprised and a little scared, and things were beyond his control.
Obediah lowered his head and said softly. "You are nothing without science. Primitives."
After he finished speaking, he was ready to leave here. The dirty thing like murder should be left to the mercenaries. He didn't want to smear his suit jacket worth 30,000 dollars with blood.
Clap~clap~clap, a sound of applause suddenly sounded in the quiet room.
"Well said Yankee." It was Abdulge who applauded and spoke, and he had not been immobilized. "Your speech just now was very good."
"But you won't understand that there are some things that you can't solve with technology, if you call that ridiculous little thing in your hand technology." Abdulge's tone carried a strong sarcasm.
Things have now become beyond Obediah's control, and he wants to run away. After all, he can imagine the fate of falling out with a group of terrorists with his big toe.
But as soon as his feet took a step, his body couldn't move. It turned out that Muladi was not immobilized either. He just patted Obediah on the back lightly, making the strong man unable to move.
"We are people who have seen what real technology is. The targets of our war are so powerful that you can't imagine Yankees." Abdulge's saliva sprayed into Obediyah's face, and it was difficult to say whether he was on purpose.
This made Obedia very sick.
Muladi gently patted Hu Sano who was immobilized, and Hu San Nuo, who had been paralyzed by the infrasound wave and could not move, was able to move.
"Abdure, is this the power you gained in Kunlun?" Hu Sannuo's tone was somewhat eager.
"Kunlun? Ah~ Well, there is a part, such as this brand." Abdulge pointed to a tiger-head amulet hanging on his waist.
"But more things are learned from the teachings of adults. The people in Kunlun like to hide their secrets. Don't expect to learn more things from them, so I secretly took this souvenir and ran back."
"Hussanuo works hard. If you can return to China one day, you may also have the opportunity to learn the power you expect." Muladi said to Husanuo.
"Okay, this Yankee will be solved by you. I'm not interested in talking nonsense with a Yankee." Abdullah pushed Obediah, and Obediah, who was immobilized, fell directly to the ground.
"Then I think we can have a good talk about Mr. Obediah now." Now things are back under Husano's control, and the corners of his mouth are upturned unconsciously.
"On the issue of commissions, I think the price needs to be raised, because you need to pay an extra price for what you just did."