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Chapter 4 Divine Possession

Rubbing his eyebrows, Zhao Yu lay quietly on the bed, pondering in his heart.

"There are only vague news about Punisher and Daredevil in the news. Both of them are old men, and compared to powerful heroes, their abilities are low, and they are not even worthy of Spider. However, since Daredevil has emerged, his opponents, Jin Gang, Bull Eye, and Japan's hand gang, should also be hidden in the dark..."

"Both Spider-Man and Iron Man have not appeared yet, but it is now 2002, so it should be soon."

"It's better not to show up, it's convenient for me to act."

His thoughts skipped these current or future superheroes, and thought of another corner news: "Mutants are actually interspersed with them... I think about it, although before traveling through time, due to copyright issues, the mutants and superheroes were separated, but they can actually be integrated."

"To me, mutants are very valuable...that kind of talent may be related to certain physical cultivation, and they need to be carefully observed. Moreover, these people also have their own luck and can move their hands and feet."

"But..." He sighed slightly: "The most important thing now is Takayama Gate...money..."

He opened his eyes and his eyes fell on a newspaper - a snobby-looking mustache.

"You're the one!"

...

As a super rich and super genius, Tony Stark's living environment is really superior. In the United States, even if he has changed his world, it is a world of capital. He has money and ability, and is naturally sought after. He has hot spots that he can never report, and he has never used money in his wallet. There are countless women who will always rush towards him like moths to the flames.

He can look down on anyone, look down on all the local buns, be willful and unreasonable, but few people can do anything to him.

For Tony Stark, his greatest pleasure was the laboratory except for lingering among women and attending various parties. As for Stark Industry, there were two veterans Obadai Stan and assistant Pepper Potts, and he didn't need to worry about anything himself.

He is only responsible for taking out new products, and he can get enough enthusiastic gaze and appreciation.

He is the natural protagonist, a character of Long Aotian.

"Potts, what are the actual test results of the missile? What did the military say? They must be very satisfied, right?"

On the top floor of Stark Building, Tony and Pepper walked out of the elevator, one in front and one behind. Tony asked casually, Pepper holding a folder in his arms and following behind him.

"Well, we all know that you, Tony Stark, is the world's number one genius, his masterpiece, what is the military dissatisfied with?" Pepper has long been used to Tony's confidence, or conceit.

"It's right!" Tony took this sentence as an admiration for him without hesitation.

"But I don't believe they won't come up with some incredible ideas. Maybe they are going to let me build a missile that can blow Jupiter into a missile at once and then dominate the whole world."

Pepper shrugged.

The fully automatic metal door automatically checked in when Tony approached. Tony took off his coat and walked in, and said, "Jarvis, let's continue the last experiment..."

"Sorry, sir, I think you must see a guest first before you can continue the experiment."

"Okay," Tony slowly lowered his coat, walked towards the wine cabinet as if nothing had happened, and said, "Peper, you go out first. I might have a boxing match with a strange and uninvited guest."

As he spoke, he took a bottle of high-end red wine worth tens of thousands of dollars from the wine cabinet, poured a glass, and signaled to a weird guy in a green robe sitting on the sofa not far away: "Hey, man, are you going to have a glass? Although I don't know how you came to me through the security, as the master, I have to welcome you, of course, the premise is that you can give me an explanation."

Pepper also saw the figure wearing a green robe. This figure gave people a very strange feeling, as if it was there, and it seemed not there, as if it was far away, but it was close to you.

She looked at Tony, and from Tony's eyes, she got the message of "standard stop moving", and then she quietly retreated.

Tony's face remained unchanged. Although he was a little uneasy, he believed that no one in this world could do anything to him for no reason.

"Tony Stark?"

The figure wearing a green robe raised his head and revealed Zhao Yu's face.

"Yes man, I'm Tony Stark, the world's number one genius and the richest man, you didn't admit your mistake." He shook his glass: "I just told you, do you want a glass?"

Zhao Yu waved his hand: "Your inferior wines are of no benefit."

Tony's expression stopped and then shouted: "What are you saying? A poor drink? Are you despising me? Haha..." He laughed strangely: "No one has ever despised me except you."

Zhao Yu looked at him lightly, with a light flashing in his eyes. Tony seemed to feel that he was not wearing any clothes. He shouted: "Hey, hey, man, can you not look at me like this? I'm not gar, ok?"

The light in Zhao Yu's eyes dissipated, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he replied: "Neither I am."

"So, man." Tony sat on the sofa opposite Zhao Yu, with a coffee table between the two: "Can you explain it to me now?"

"Why not?" Zhao Yu smiled indifferently: "I want some money, and this money is the most suitable to get from you. This is the reason why I came here today."

"Ahhh," Tony was stunned, and then he showed a sarcastic look on his face: "Yes, I am very rich, I am very rich. If I take out all the money I have in the bank, it will be another Stark building. But man, I have never seen someone like you before, I want to ask, how thick is your face? It's strange that there are people in this world who are thicker than me."

Zhao Yu did not think it was offended, so he splashed his wide sleeves and said to himself: "I said you are the most suitable for two reasons. First, you are very rich. But in fact, many rich people can afford the money I need. Second, I plan to accept you as an apprentice because you are very smart, which is the most important reason."

"Haha, are you giving alms?" Tony opened his arms and said incredibly: "Advisor? Student? Who am I? Tony Stark! Man, are you sure you have no problem with your brain?"

"So, did you refuse?" Zhao Yu slowly stood up and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Of course. No one can expect a good look to an uninvited guest." Tony relaxed his shoulders.

Zhao Yu looked at him with a hint of sadness: "I didn't want to use force, but I can't waste it..." He slowly stretched out his hand, and a fluorescent light shone on his fingertips.

Tony suddenly fell back, flipped directly from the sofa, and hid behind the sofa.

He was about to shout when a fluorescent light flew over, ignoring any obstacles and any human reactions, shot into Tony's forehead.

His expression froze, and then he screamed: "What kind of bastard have you been to me!"

Zhao Yu smiled: "This is a magic spell, which can also be refined into a magic weapon called the Tight Hoop Curse. This magic spell acts directly on your soul, and punishes the soul by chanting the spell. There was once a monkey born to raise the lawlessness. He fought to the heavenly court and stirred up the three realms. When the golden immortal saw him, he wanted to give way, but he was tamed by the Tight Hoop Curse."

As he spoke, Zhao Yu looked at Tony with a smile: "I want to know what the difference is between the world's number one genius and that monkey."

"Monkey?! You compare me to a monkey?" Tony couldn't believe it: "I can't believe that someone in this world actually compared me, Tony Stark, to a monkey. How ridiculous it is!"

He took a deep breath, his tone slowed down, and said seriously: "Man, do you know that you are committing a crime? If you don't want the police to come to you, you should remove your...spell of me?"

Although Tony was used to being arrogant and never threatened, he had already deeply felt a kind of imprisonment from the depths of his soul, and he was scared!

Zhao Yu still smiled faintly, stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves hanging down, his clothes fluttered, and his fairy aura was arrogant.

"People are always self-centered. You say you are the world's number one genius, but in fact, you are just an ant in front of that monkey. You don't know how strong his soul is, but why is it still tamed by the tight-knot spell. Although the magic I gave you is incomparable to the ones cast by Tathagata himself, no one can solve it under the celestial immortals. And I suspect that in this world, people with the power of celestial immortals may not have the ability."

Zhao Yu'an said, "So, for you, this is unsolvable. Unless you are willing to lose your soul. Otherwise, even if you are reincarnated, this spell branded in your soul will always follow you, never leave you, never abandon you."

"I should let you experience the fun of this spell first." Zhao Yu said, laughing, his lips moved slightly, and some indescribable spells popped out of the cracks of his lips, turning into an invisible power, catching the spell imprinted in Tony's soul.

"ah!"

Tony's expression tightened, and huge pain and depression burst out from the depths of his soul. He hugged his head and rolled and roared on the ground!

"Sir, sir!"

Jarvis, the artificial intelligence, was anxious. It could not communicate with the outside world at all, and could not even call the police. Just on the table next to it, a ball of light emitting faintly was imprisoned by a twisted rune. When Tony entered here, Zhao Yu activated a chance to summon the holy card, appeared here, and casually imprisoned Jarvis, a false spirituality that was far inferior to even the spirit of the weapon.

Looking at the painful blue veins exposed, the world's number one genius who was almost dying of ecstasy, Zhao Yu said lightly: "How much effect does the tight hoop curse have? The first level is pain. This is a spell created by a powerful man based on the effects of the eighteen levels of hell. He can let you experience eighteen different fun. Tony, tell me, are you willing to experience it?"
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