"Okay then, the fare is 100 billion US dollars. It's guaranteed to be fast and safe." Kyle snapped his fingers lightly.
"One hundred billion?!" Tony opened his mouth wide. Even a billionaire like him was shocked by this sky-high price.
Taking advantage of someone's misfortune, you're raising the price on the spot, right? Even robbing a bank isn't this exaggerated!
"Don't want to? Forget it." Kyle spread his hands and decisively turned back to the driver's seat of the jeep, muttering, "I'm used to honking the horn while driving. I wonder if it will attract someone over here."
"Hey, don't!" Thor had obviously suffered enough at the hands of the terrorists. He was so scared that he quickly struggled to get up from the ground, his face pale and he pursed his dry lips and said, "One hundred billion is one hundred billion, let me get in the car!"
After a while, the jeep started slowly, leaving behind a pile of broken and discarded iron armor parts.
Tony sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window at the desert area moving farther away. He then heaved a sigh of relief and lay limply on the soft leather seat.
"By the way, remember to write me an IOU in the car." Kyle's voice came out of the blue.
Tony, as if stimulated and humiliated, stood up with his hair standing on end, and angrily said, "You bastard, you did it on purpose! You must have recognized who I am!"
"You? Who are you?" Kyle asked expressionlessly, pushing up his sunglasses.
"I'm Tony Stark!" Tony bit every word hard, gnashing his teeth as he spoke, "I said I would give you 100 billion, I will definitely give it to you. I've never written an IOU in my life!"
"You're not going to write an IOU, right? Then I'll turn around and go back." Kyle shrugged.
"I do not believe… "
Tony had only said half of his words when the jeep actually turned around and accelerated to drive in the opposite direction.
"Asshole, are you serious?"
"I'll write it. I'll write it, okay?"
Three seconds later, Tony's scalp was tingling and he completely gave in. He picked up the pen and paper on the dashboard and resigned himself to writing with one hand.
Throughout his life, no one except his father could control his bad temper.
But now, meeting a silver-haired young man who seemed to be ten years younger than him, he seemed to be firmly controlled by the other party, who was kneading him in his palms and playing with him.
Kyle laughed out loud as he watched, Vesper, who had transformed into sunglasses, had a green like icon flashing on the inside, and Venom, who was disguised as an outer suit, also let out a weird laugh in his mind.
In fact, before the aircraft crashed into the jeep, Kyle, Ves, and Venom all recognized Tony's identity at almost the same time.
Needless to say, Kyle is the son of old gentleman Howard. Moreover, with his knowledge as a time traveler, how could he not recognize the future Iron Man Tony.
Vess is connected to the Earth's network. There is so much information about Tony on the Internet that it is difficult to ignore, and its existence has a great connection with the Stark family.
As for venom, it all depends on the extraordinary keen biological perception.
According to it, "This guy is exactly like Howard, weak!"
When the three of them came together, Kyle naturally took care of his "eldest nephew", after all, they were family.
Tony sat in the car in a bad mood. He had just lost a close friend who helped him create the first Iron Man suit, and he survived a battle with terrorists. Unfortunately, he met a guy who cheated him out of his money.
"This junky car still costs 100 billion yuan."
Tony glanced at the decoration inside the car and was suddenly stunned. He touched it carefully with his hands and said in surprise: "Is your jeep a limited edition from 1945? It looks brand new."
"It's just a high imitation." Kyle smiled indifferently.
Tony stopped talking and looked at Kyle next to him again.
He is a talented engineer who also likes to collect luxury cars. How could he not be able to tell whether a car is real or fake
More importantly, there are only three of these limited edition Jeeps in the world, and one of them has been gathering dust in his father's old garage for a long time.
Looking at the silver-haired young man in front of him, Tony actually thought of his father. His expression suddenly became gloomy. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Who are you? Why are you in a place like this?"
"Me?" Kyle thought for a moment and said calmly, "Just call me Ka. As for why I'm here, you can fall from the sky in a suit of steel, so why can't I drive by here?"
"Cut." Tony muttered to himself. He didn't know why. Even though he was cheated, he always felt an indescribable sense of closeness to the young man next to him.
Could it be that during the weeks he was imprisoned in the terrorist's basement, some unknown masochistic tendency had awakened in him
Half an hour later.
As the jeep approached the edge of the desert, a large fighter jet buzzed by at low altitude and broadcast a warning to stop.
The U.S. military logo painted on the fighter plane's hull caused Tony to excitedly stretch out a hand, lean out of the car window, and continue shouting and shaking.
"Ka. Come back to New York with me! I won't give you a penny less of the 100 billion US dollars." Tony looked at Kyle and said excitedly and joyfully.
"I have to follow you since you haven't paid me yet." Kyle stopped the car calmly and said coldly, "But remember, don't let others find out my identity."
"No problem." Tony agreed immediately.
Now, the person who most wants to find out Kyle's identity is him!
Chapter 212: A Lecture to Tony
United States, New York Military Headquarters Airport.
The large transport fighter jet landed smoothly. It seemed as if the elites from the US military, CIA, Department of Defense, FBI, etc. had received the news long ago and arrived at the airport in advance to wait.
The rear cabin of the transport fighter opened, and the deck served as a side ladder reaching the ground. Colonel Rhodes, who was in charge of the military's weapons development department and had dark skin and was wearing a full set of standard officer uniforms, stepped out with a bright smile on his face.
He supported Tony, whose right hand was bandaged, and was about to make a series of statements in an official tone, but the other elites waiting outside did not give him any chance and rushed forward to interview the returning Tony.
The next moment, a capable and intellectual blonde woman waved her hand domineeringly to stop everyone, and walked forward alone, tapping her high heels.
Her hair was tied in a ponytail, and the secretary dress showed off her sexy curves. She walked up to Tony, couldn't help but smile because of joy, and gave him a look with red eyes.
Rhodes coughed awkwardly, then consciously let go of Tony's arm and made enough space for the two of them.
"Why, you're concerned about me after not seeing me for a few months?" Tony said ambiguously, looking at his exclusive secretary, Pepper Potts, with some emotion.
It has to be said that no matter what time, he is a born playboy, which is the nature passed down from generation to generation in the Stark family.
"Yeah," Pepper admitted straightforwardly, obviously used to it. She wiped away the tears from her eyes and immediately responded verbally, worthy of the nickname of Pepper. "The boss is back, at least it saves time looking for a job."
"Then let's get ready for work." Tony smiled, turned around, and waved at the shadow of the cabin behind him, "Mr. Ka, it's time for us to go."
"Mr. Ka?"
Pepper blinked in surprise, looked up, and saw a silver-haired young man wearing a leather jacket with a hood.
Sunglasses concealed most of his handsome face. His tall and slender figure was perfect. His hands were tucked in his trouser pockets with boredom. He walked out of the cabin only after hearing Tony's voice.
Seeing the silver-haired young man appear, Colonel Rhodes frowned deeply. Although Tony had already explained on the plane that he was a lifesaver passing by, the silver-haired young man was cold and silent along the way, and his unknown mysterious identity still raised great suspicion.