"Professor is cheating on you... There's no more fun now!" Chen Ang spread his hands helplessly, "Klaw, bring them in!" He turned and returned to the cabin.
The Avengers on the Quinjet fighter jet had come to Tony, protecting him nervously. Falcon stared at Crowe and asked Tony, "I can't see clearly from above. What happened just now?"
"Nothing..." Tony didn't want to answer: "Some... gifts!"
He stared at Crowe, observing his skin, nails, and corneas, which were exposed to different human tissues, and the result shocked him. Crowe's nails were already very obviously metallized, although they were still translucent, but Tony had no doubts that Crowe could cut through any obstacle with it. The texture of his hair has also changed, but no data can be seen from the appearance.
"You transformed yourself and Zhenjin together?" Tony said to Crowe in disbelief.
He spread his hands and asked sympathetically, "You look... like a sculpture, hey buddy, can you still enjoy your lower body?"
"Tony Stark, don't laugh at me!" Crowe pointed his finger at Tony, showing brass-like teeth in his mouth and said with a smile: "You are worse than me, I heard about you from my boss... It is said that the nuclear radiation in your bodily fluids is comparable to the boiling water in a reactor, and the girl who sleeps with you will get cancer!"
"And I... Hahaha!" Crowe laughed, and straightened his crotch: "I have become more durable."
"'Shock' brings infinite joy to women."
"It would be nice to feel every movement in a woman's body? I hope you can feel happy when you feel the shit in their intestines wriggling." Tony immediately mocked back.
Rogers interrupted their swearing. He stopped Stark, who was about to spray venom, and said, "Gentlemen, we can talk about these topics later. The important thing now is that we should have the same attitude." He turned to Crowe and said : "We are not enemies, on the contrary, we have the same enemy - the common enemy of mankind."
Tony didn't want to listen to Captain America's advice. He said angrily, "I used to treat you as a friend, but now you almost killed me!"
"Friends? Come on! I knew from the first day I saw you that Stark would have no friends, and no one can stand your temper except those who are unpredictable. Those who love you will eventually leave You, Tony, this is my advice to you... You had the navy confiscate my cargo and you wanted to send me to jail for competition." Crowe became even more angry.
He stared into Tony's eyes: "Making your enemies rich with your friends? You're standing in my way..."
Tony is not ashamed: "How dare you say that you have never made money from me? As a law-abiding businessman, it is my responsibility to report illegal arms transactions."
"That's why I've put up with your arrogance, and now I've had enough. I don't have to put up with you, I have a new boss. And you do ten times more illegal business than we do."
"But I just have the ability to get Congress to allow it and make it legal."
"Stark..." Crowe's voice suddenly became low, and he looked at Tony deeply: "You used to be high above, wearing white gloves and spotless. But we all know what you did? When a group arrived The existence of Stark Industries is evil... because the foundation of the existence of this country is based on deceit and blood and tears."
"Stop saying that you don't know what your munitions are used for?" Crowe lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "We all had sleepless nights..."
Stark looked at him calmly.
"I understood this when I found out that my weapon was being used by terrorists. I couldn't decide what my weapon was used for. I swore at that time: From now on, the weapons I create can only Holding it in my own hands... that's why I wear this shell!"
"I broke my oath, I thought I could control Ultron, but it turns out that if you can't control what the weapon you create is used for, it can be a disaster."
"Don't lie to yourself!" Crowe sneered, "Didn't you create those terrorists?"
Seeing that the two had a tendency to fight again, Rogers quickly blocked them.
"Stark... Crowe, it has been detected that infected people are approaching here, we don't have time to dwell on these details." He turned to Crowe and said, "I think the professor will tell you how much trouble we are facing , if you don't want the earth to become like hell, then we are in this together!"
"I'm listening to the boss..." Crowe took two steps back and said to the Avengers, "Come down!"
The spiral staircase under the deck is no longer that dilapidated look. It looks safe and stable. It is composed of a three-dimensional duplex structure with a sense of design.
When Crowe led the Avengers from the spiral staircase to the captain's cabin, when passing by the 'goods' piled up in the freight yard, Stark couldn't help but take another look: "You're fooling people with Russian goods again..."
"What happened to the Russian goods? They are solid and durable, and they are the best friends of militants all over the world. At the critical moment when the infection disaster hits the world, my goods have saved many people from fire and water. However, the business has been getting more and more recently. Difficult to do... because without you Americans, without Americans, there is peace!" Crowe sneered.
Rogers couldn't help asking too much: "Do you know your boss?"
"Boss?" Crowe sneered, "Of course not, but I am in awe of him." He looked at Captain America and said meaningfully: "Sometimes what you see may not be as real as what I see. For a person Understand, it’s better to approach in person than hearsay, especially when the person is your boss.”
Speaking of having reached the door of the captain's cabin, Crowe knocked on the door frame, and after waiting for a while, the door opened automatically.
Magnetized vibration gold powder surrounds Chen Ang, like a star ring, most of the vibration gold has been forged into a flexible sheet, rolled around Chen Ang like cloth, when the avengers came in, they could just see Chen Ang The 'star ring' around Ang shrank into a ball like breathing, and quickly formed a skeleton with a new structure.
The edge spread forward, and the hilt was held in Chen Ang's hand. The sharp cold light made everyone who saw it like a light on their backs.
It's as if there is a real weapon against their backs.
The sword was suspended in Chen Ang's palm, it swam lightly twice, and with Chen Ang's light wave of his hand, it stuck to his back like a silver light.
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