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Chương 32: One Hit Kill

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

"Oh, what a fierce fight. I don't know if they hurt, but it shouldn't hurt. Otherwise, they would have died long ago." Wesley muttered to himself in boredom. This was much more interesting than watching a movie. It was completely the live version.

Cars on the highway began to rear-end each other, and car accidents kept happening. Wesley was excited to see them, but it didn't take long. Iron Man began to fly steadily upward. Wesley picked up his binoculars and began to observe, but as he rose higher and higher, the binoculars were no longer enough.

After waiting for a while, the two Tin Men in the sky began to fall. The first one to come down was the big one, but he did not fall directly to the ground. When he was about to land, he activated the thrusters to slow down. Next was Iron Man. He probably did not have enough energy. He fell down and opened it once, saving a lot of energy, but finally fell on the roof of the energy center.

Wesley moved his shoulders and then looked carefully through the scope. His chance was coming.

Tony Stark was running low on energy and was making a last-ditch effort. "Pepe, I need you to overload the electromagnetic arc reactor immediately and blow the whole roof off."

"What are you going to do?" Pepper asked.

"Go and turn on all the power switches immediately and let you know when I leave the roof. Go quickly." Tony Stark hid aside and waited for Pepper to be ready.

Pepper hurriedly tried to get into the energy center, but Phil was coming out with two injured agents. He had brought five people with him. Three were dead and two were injured.

"What are you going to do?" Phil asked.

"Tony is going to blow up the entire roof. I'll get ready," Pepper said nervously.

"No need, I want to talk to Mr. Stark, quickly." Pepper hurriedly gave him the phone.

"Mr. Tony Steck, now you just have to get rid of the big guy's helmet, and then ours will take care of him."

"Who are you?" Stark asked strangely.

"Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Assurance Bureau. We met before, at the ball."

"Yes, I remember a little. Do you mean that someone is pointing a sniper rifle at my head now?"

"Not yours." Phil pointed out Stark's language problem.

"Okay, I'll try." Stark began to move around. Small size has its advantages. He can use his surroundings to hide himself, and only Wesley can see him clearly. Stark went behind Obadiah and jumped directly on his back. The wires connecting the helmet behind him were all destroyed. Then Stark was thrown out and Obadiah took off the helmet.

Apple's voice sounded. "The muzzle velocity of the bullet is 853 meters per second. It is 2,545 meters away from the target. It will take at least 3.5 seconds to hit the target."

"Phil, inform Stark to distract the other party for four seconds," Wesley shouted directly and then began to aim. The muzzle kept adjusting and the heartbeat began to speed up and everything became slow.

"Mr. Stark, talk to him and keep him still for four seconds," Phil said immediately through the phone.

"Damn, why don't you ask the sniper closer?" Stark complained, then took off his helmet. "Obadiah, you stupid guy, even your new clothes."

"I never said I liked my new clothes." Obadiah's helmet lost its link and opened directly. For a huge reason, his upper body was almost completely exposed after opening. Wesley aimed directly at his chest. "But I have to say I really like this armor."

"Bang!" Wesley pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out. A second passed. "You have no beauty at all, and the workmanship is rough. Those engineers combined can't compare to me. If you hadn't taken my energy, then I would have won long ago." Two seconds passed, and the bullet was not far from Obadiah. Obadiah was about to lift his leg and walk forward when Stark shouted, "Stop."

"What…" Obadiah's voice disappeared, and he lowered his head in disbelief with his mouth open. There was a fist-sized gap in his chest, and his body wanted to fall back, but the support of the armor kept his balance, and then his body bounced back on inertia and tilted forward.

Stark breathed a sigh of relief and then came down. He didn't have much energy left. Wesley packed up his guns and then came down with the box. "Someone will deal with your surveillance system. Don't tell anyone about this. Don't keep a copy of the surveillance, or you'll be in trouble. Thank you for your cooperation." Wesley said as he walked back to the car and drove directly to the energy center.

"Apple, will the stock drop if the energy center doesn't explode?"

"It should be. The death of one of the founders and the battle of Iron Man will eventually affect it. It's not clear how much."

"Well, we should pay attention to the stocks when we go back. If it has any impact, then we need to buy a million shares before Stark holds a press conference. That way, I will have five million shares."

Wesley thought about it as he drove, then came to the energy center. "Phil, get someone to deal with the surveillance of that building. How are things here?"

"Okay, no problem, but let's think about how to get Mr. Stark down first."

"I'll go." Wesley climbed directly to the top of the building and looked at Stark lying there. The energy on his chest was no longer bright. Wesley went directly to Obadiah's Iron Man Armor, took out his energy, and came to Stark.

"Hey, do you want to put it in yourself or do you want me to help you?" Wesley tapped his Iron Man Armor.

"Oh, I'm not in the habit of letting men change my clothes, but did you fire that shot just now?" Stek's breastplate opened and he began to change the energy source.

"Yes, thank you for delaying him for four seconds," Wesley said.

"Four seconds, you are using Barrett, 853 meters/second. You are at least 2500 meters away from here. Can't you choose a closer place?" Stark changed the energy source and the Iron Man Armor became energetic again.

"We don't know the specific situation. The mission doesn't have clear information, so I can only stay away from here. If I get too close, I might be discovered. When you appeared, I knew that armor-piercing bullets might not be able to penetrate your armor."

"Wise choice, but you're a good shot. It's a good thing you're not a killer." Wesley smiled when he heard it. It was a short time, but he had really been an assassin.


Chương 33: Nick Fury

Biên tập viên: Atlas Studios

Wesley declined Stark's invitation to give him a ride and climbed down himself. Stuck flew down. Pepper was hugging him, and Phil was contacting backup and dealing with the aftermath.

"Oh, Tony, this is their trump card. He was the one who fired that shot." Pepper is very grateful to Wesley.

"Oh, so it's an ace. No wonder it can shoot from 2,500 meters away. It's so accurate." Tony gave Wesley a thumbs-up. "Actually, you have to know that I already have a plan. As long as we overload the electromagnetic arc reactor, we can blow the roof. I can take care of that big guy." Stark's personality is like that.

"Okay, Tony, I know you can, but the energy center is saved now, right? Stark Industries' stock will not fall anymore." Pepper's words depressed Wesley.

"Mr. Stark, there will definitely be a press conference tomorrow. I think you can announce that Stark Industries will no longer produce military goods at all. What do you think?" Wesley suddenly said.

"Of course, I said I won't give birth anymore, so I definitely won't give birth anymore."

"Oh, Mr. Ace, this is not funny. Tony, our stock has just risen a little." Pepper roared.

"Don't worry, they will rise back, but Mr. Wesley, are you able to buy Stark Industries stocks?" Tony Stuck responded quickly.

"Yes, I have already bought four million shares. Recently, I want to buy another million shares, but the stock has risen a little. It's not worth it, so you only need to give me a minute. I think I can buy another million shares at the ideal price."

"God, are all agents so rich these days? But I think you have full confidence in me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have bought so much."

"Yes, Stark Industries can definitely develop very well with a genius like you, which is why I want to buy more now."

"Pepe, look, outsiders are so confident in me, how can you not believe me? Mr. Ace, don't worry, I will definitely say that tomorrow and give you two minutes to buy shares."

"Stark, you're crazy," Pepper shouted, holding her head.

"Don't say that. You have to have confidence in me." Ignoring their conversation, Wesley got in the car and left. The rest is out of his hands. Now he just has to wait for tomorrow.

"You're back? How was the mission?" Carlos was preparing dinner at home. When he saw Wesley coming in with the equipment, he asked directly.

"It was a success. And we convinced Tony Stark to let his stock fall a little more tomorrow. We can buy another million shares and celebrate with a drink."

The next morning, Wesley woke up early and turned on his computer before washing up. Then, he took his notebook to the dining room and ate while watching.

"How is it going?" Carlos asked as he handed him a glass of milk.

"That's right. The stock has started to fall because of what happened last night. Stark Industries can be said to be in an eventful period. Some small shareholders have lost confidence and they have begun to sell. As soon as today's press conference is held and Stark announces that he will no longer produce firearms, the stock will still fall, even if the major shareholders will waver. We may be able to buy more."

"You only have $60 million left. I'll give you my ten million."

"No, no, it won't fall that low. As long as there's a good price to buy a million shares, it's enough. We still need to keep the rest of the money for ourselves. We have to buy the yacht. Let's go and see it together when we have time."

The press conference was held at 10:00 a.m. sharp. Colonel Lord was speaking. Wesley entered the stock trading software and began to refresh it. The price of the stock had reached $55.40 a share.

Stoke stepped up to the podium. "First of all, let me announce that I am back in charge of Stoke Industries, and Stoke Industries will no longer continue to produce firearms. I have confirmed this matter. Now I will confirm it again." Then Stark began to look at his watch.

"Mr. Stark." The reporters below began to stir, but Stark made a quiet gesture and then looked at his watch. Wesley began to scroll down the page. He also looked at his watch. One minute and fifty seconds later, Wesley clicked on the purchase. He bought a million shares for $35.50. He had 24.5 million dollars left.

"Okay, now let's start officially," Stark said with a smile. He completed his agreement with Wesley and he thought it was interesting. When others looked down on him, someone actually wanted to lower the stock price to buy more.

The phone rang and Wesley picked it up. "Hello, Phil?"

"Yes, now you come to a place. The address has been sent to your phone. The director wants to see you."

"Oh, sure, I'll go now. This is not a mission, right?"

"Yes." Wesley got up and went back to the room and changed into a suit without a tie and carried two pistols of his own. "I'm going to meet the director of SHIELD. When will the flower shop open?"

"The renovation will take a month. The main thing is to remove the current renovation first." Carlos also put on his clothes. He wants to go to the flower shop to take a look.

"Okay, let's go downstairs together." Wesley drove his sports car and followed the map on his phone, but it showed that he was out of the city. In the end, Wesley drove to a military airport outside the city.

"Wesley Gibson, I'm Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. You can park your car here. We're leaving for California." Nick Fury, the one-eyed man, said directly.

Wesley left the keys, then straightened his suit before boarding the plane. "What are we doing in California?" The small private jet had twin engines, but the interior was all redecorated. Wesley and Nick Fury sat across from each other.

"At today's press conference, Tony Stark announced that he is Iron Man. What do you think about that?"

"No opinion, but I think the stock should start to pick up," Wesley said directly.

"Yes, the stock has indeed recovered. Congratulations on making money, but his attitude is a little too arrogant now, and his physical condition is getting worse. This time, we want to talk to him about the Avengers."

"Then what is it? What does it have to do with me?"

"You could also become a member of Avengers. Of course, you are still an intern." Wesley's mouth twitched.


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