Chapter 173 Deterrence

"Alas--"

The next day, after the snow crisis had subsided, Tony and others finally got their wish and went skiing at a ski resort in the Rocky Mountains.

Pepper and Gwen were shuttled back and forth in the ski resort, while Su Heng and Tony were sitting in the rest area drinking hot tea.

"For me, skiing can no longer give me any excitement." Tony looked at Pepper and Gwen having so much fun and shook his head boringly.

"Is it possible that you think you are old?" Su Heng said jokingly: "After all, you are almost forty years old. Isn't it normal that you can't play the things that young people play?"

"Oh? What about you?" Tony glanced at Su Heng sideways: "I'm forty, are you forty too?"

"Tsk, it's you who loses." Su Heng shook his head, and finally decided to surrender and stop arguing with Tony on this issue.

"Huh..." Gwen and Pepper walked into the lounge holding their ski equipment and took off their goggles and helmets.

"So tired!" Pepper put the ski equipment on the table, picked up Tony's cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

Gwen looked at the tea cup in Su Heng's hand, wrinkled her nose in disgust, reached over Su Heng and picked up another clean cup on the tea table, filled it with tea and started drinking.

"Huha!" Gwen put down the tea cup happily, took Pepper to the side and started chatting and laughing quietly.

Su Heng and Tony looked at each other helplessly and let them go.

At this moment, the ski resort guide walked into the lounge holding a tablet with a helpless expression.

"Sorry, Mr. Stark, I shouldn't have disturbed you." The guide said to Tony with an apologetic look: "But at the entrance of the ski resort, there was a man who said he knew you and Mr. Su Heng, so I just Can I come over and consult with you two?"

The guide placed the tablet in front of Su Heng and Tony.

What is shown in the photo on the tablet is exactly what Logan looks like.

"Is it him?" Tony raised his eyebrows and nodded to the guide.

"I know him, just let him in."

"Okay." The guide nodded respectfully, took out the walkie-talkie on his waist, and called towards the entrance of the ski resort.

"This is someone Mr. Stark knows. Let him in."

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But there was never any response from the other end of the intercom.

"Huh?" The guide turned the switch and channel of the intercom in confusion. After confirming that there was no problem with the intercom, he called the security guard at the entrance again.

"Hello? Please answer if you hear me!"

"Sorry, if you are talking about the guys at the door, I will probably have to take my time to answer your message."

Logan's figure walked in from the door and shrugged towards the guide.

"Please forgive me for coming without telling you." Logan held a box of packaged snacks in his hand: "This is a small dessert that my wife prepared for you since she heard that you are at the ski resort nearby."

"Thank you." Su Heng stood up and took the dessert from Logan's hand.

"Want to sit down together for a while?"

Su Heng asked Luo Gen.

"No, I'm just here to deliver desserts." A smile appeared on Logan's face.

"Keira is still at home waiting for me to come back."

"If that's the case." Su Heng smiled: "Then I won't keep you."

"That's right." As if he suddenly remembered something, Logan handed a bill of goods in his pocket into Su Heng's hands.

"This is the mailing receipt for maple syrup. I am looking for the most reliable international logistics in Canada. If nothing else happens, the maple syrup should appear at your doorstep before you return to New York."

"That's great, thank you very much." Su Heng smiled and put the bill of goods in his arms: "Actually, I wanted to buy some ice wine from you that day, but I never found the right opportunity to tell you. ”

"Ice wine?" Logan pondered and touched his bearded chin: "I don't do much at home, but I can ask people in the village for you."

"Thank you so much." Su Heng estimated the number of people, and finally sighed helplessly: "If possible, you should prepare fifty or sixty bottles for me. After all, take this thing out If you give it away, it will probably be gone soon.”

"Fifty or sixty bottles?" Logan nodded and promised Su Heng: "I will give you the most fair price when the time comes."

"Then you'll have a hard time." After Su Heng and Logan discussed the price, Logan left the ski resort and returned to the village to help Su Heng prepare for the purchase of ice wine.

Inside the ski resort, it was already getting dark.

After everyone enjoyed their meal in the ski resort, they also got on the snowmobile and embarked on the journey back to the hotel.

"Store manager." Gwen patted the sleepy Su Heng beside her and pointed towards him out the window with excitement.

"Look, it's snowing!"

Su Heng yawned, looked at the flying catkins outside the car window, and murmured in a low voice: "It's such a small amount of snow, I don't know what you are so excited about, little girl."

On the other side, Tony was dragged up by Pepper with a look of helplessness on his face to watch the snow together.

For some reason, Pepper and Gwen were particularly excited today.

"If you want to see the snow" Su Heng looked at Gwen who was looking out the window with great interest, and tapped the seat with his fingertips.

The snow card dissipated in the car.

Then outside the car, snowflakes bloomed and danced with the wind.

In the village not far away, Logan's wife took the ice wine that Logan collected from the village, and smiled as she helped Logan wipe the stains and sweat on his forehead.

Then the two of them hugged each other in the room, quietly watching the scattered snowflakes outside the window.

——

In the streets of New York late at night.

"Reed Richards! You will be punished!" Accompanied by a sharp shout, a short man with a pair of goggles on his eyes was being controlled on the ground by Reed with his extended body.

And around the two, large and small deformed creatures had died.

Susan controlled the growing fire around her with her own ability.

"Well done, Mr. Fantastic, Invisible Woman." With the sound of the loudspeaker, the fire brigade drove to the scene.

It took the fire brigade more than half an hour to put out the fire. At this time, the surrounding onlookers had already crowded towards the safe direction.

"Thank you, Mr. Richards." The SHIELD agent shook hands with Reed and said to him: "Fortunately, you thwarted the conspiracy of the Mole Man, otherwise we would be in big trouble if he used those little guys underground to destroy the nuclear power plant together."

"As a citizen of New York, this is what I should do." Reed smiled and completed the handover ceremony with the SHIELD agents. After handing the Mole Man over to these SHIELD agents, he turned around and looked at each other with Susan.

Amidst the cheers, the two smiled and waved their hands in response to the crowd.

"Reed, well done!" In the crowd, Ben, who had returned to his normal appearance, proudly introduced himself to the people around him.

"Hey, did you see that? That's my friend! My brother!"

But such words attracted endless ridicule.

"Come on, how can Mr. Fantastic be your friend?"

"That's right, you can't just say it if you want to be in the limelight."

"So can you fly? Or can you hide underground?"

"If you are really his friend and his brother, why didn't you stand with him?"

"And how could he not notice you?"

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Under those words of sarcasm that were like piercing the heart, the enthusiasm on Ben's face disappeared without a trace.

"Yeah, how can I be worthy of being friends with them now?" Ben looked at his ordinary palms with self-mockery, and then looked at Ben and Susan who were welcoming the cheers of the crowd.

"Isn't all this my own choice?" Ben looked at his palms that kept opening and closing.

"Become an ordinary person"

Ben walked out of the crowd in disappointment, with mixed feelings in his heart, which were difficult to describe.

And in the crowd.

"Hmm?" Reed looked at the direction where Ben disappeared in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Susan asked Reed.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, I seem to have seen Ben just now." Reed whispered to Susan uncertainly.

"Ben?" Susan also looked in the direction Reed was looking, but did not see Ben.

"Is it possible that you saw it wrong?" Susan shook her head gently at Reed and said with a smile: "On the day he recovered, he said in person that he planned to travel around the world. How could he come back so soon?"

"That's right." Reed retracted his gaze and continued to raise his hand to welcome the cheers of the onlookers around him.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the downtown streets.

In a dim street somewhere in New York, as a dark portal emerged, a figure staggered out of the portal.

"Hmm, ah!" Doom, who was surrounded by iron armor and wearing a green cloak, covered his head in pain.

Obviously, Mr. Doom's journey to hell was not as smooth as he imagined.

Although he successfully met Mephisto in hell, Doom was unfortunately tricked by Mephisto in the battle.

Even though Doom escaped back to Earth with the help of the portal, the injuries on his body were not so easy to heal.

Especially for Mephisto, a demon who specializes in souls.

The trauma Doom suffered was not so easy to heal.

At this time, his mind was filled with various desires and distractions.

"Dessert shop, Kamar-Taj!" Doom trembled with his hands, wanting to go to these two places that might save his life.

But the pain brought by the brain made him unable to move at all, and he could only fall to the ground and hold his head and groan constantly.

The next morning.

Doom Industries was holding an emergency board meeting.

Due to the disappearance of Victor von Doom, the head of Doom Industries, many businesses of Doom Industries could not operate normally.

Especially in terms of funds, whenever Dumu Industries encountered financial difficulties, Dumu would always transfer some funds from his hometown of Latveria to Dumu Industries for circulation.

However, due to Dumu's disappearance, the capital chain was completely broken.

Now Doom Industries is on the verge of bankruptcy.

Today, the emergency board meeting held by Doom Industries is to discuss whether to file for bankruptcy.

"If we file for bankruptcy, the funds in our hands will shrink, but at least we can keep this part of the money."

"If we continue to support the company, I'm afraid we will lose everything."

"So I suggest that Doom Industries file for bankruptcy tomorrow!"

After the pros and cons analysis of the leading director, the other directors began to whisper.

"No, no, no, in fact, I have a better way than filing for bankruptcy."

At this time, a director in the corner put down the cigar in his hand, stood up and smiled at everyone.

"I don't know if you have received a news recently that Osborne Industries is acquiring companies related to genetic technology."

"Of course we know this."

Regarding this news, Osborne Enterprise has been acquiring companies related to genetic technology around the world at all costs since last month.

"But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with us, right? After all, we are not a company that studies genetic technology."

"No." The director shook his head and showed a sly smile on his face: "Actually, we can be."

Amid the surprised eyes of many directors, the director spread his hands.

"Have you forgotten the solar storm particle converter that Reed Richards once made in our company?"

"What do you mean?"

"Yes." The director nodded and said complacently: "If I remember correctly, Reed Richards once said that the machine is closely related to human genes."

"In that case, we only need to change the name of the machine and delete part of the instructions for use."

"But, it's just a machine. Compared with our capital, it can't be sold at a high price." Another director retorted.

"Then how about bundling sales?" The director smiled.

"Although I don't know what happened to Osborne Industries, seeing that they are willing to acquire those genetic technology companies at any cost, this is enough to explain everything."

"As long as we exaggerate the effectiveness of the publicity, I don't believe that Osborne Industries will not take the bait."

"If it succeeds, everyone's funds will not decrease, and there will be a small profit."

"What do you think of my proposal?" The director looked at everyone with a determined expression on his face.

He believed that no one would refuse this perfect plan.

"I don't think it's good." A hoarse voice sounded behind the director.

"!" Before the director came back to his senses, he was lifted up by Doom who suddenly appeared behind him.

"Although Doom Industries is not worth much in my eyes." Doom said faintly: "But for you to talk about how to sell my worthless hard work in front of me, this is really unacceptable to me."

Doom held the director's collar and came to the glass window, whispering.

"Especially, you are trying to ruin my reputation and make profits for yourself."

The director in Doom's hand had penetrated the glass curtain wall in the conference room and appeared outside the Doom Industrial Building.

"For this kind of person, I think it's safer to see him again in the next life."

As Doom spoke, he slowly let go of the director's hand.

"Ah!!!" Accompanied by a scream, the director fell from the conference room more than 30 stories high.

"So now." Doom took back his hand, sat back in his seat, and looked at everyone leisurely.

"Can you tell me how many people agreed with that guy's idea just now?"