The deafening heavy metal echoed in the empty room, the colorful lights shining, the scattered bow tie Stark, the cheap cheeseburger in his left hand, the expensive whiskey in his right hand, the swaying hands, and the body sways regularly to the music.

Soro sat opposite Stark. As a bystander, he saw a rare trace of fatigue and a trace of determination from Stark's gradually losing his spirit.

"It seems you have given up!"

Seeing Stark jumping madly for more than ten minutes, Solo said lightly. Stark in front of him looked unruly and wandering on the outside, and his heart was full of despair. Although he knew very well howard Stark had left a huge fortune for his son, Solo did not have the idea of ​​explaining to Stark instead of S.H.E.L.D.

As the soul of the Avengers, Stark is now one of the key targets of SHIELD.

Stark drank the remaining wine bit by bit, threw away the wine glass, sat on the chair in a limp posture, staring at the gentle light above his head

"No! It's this era that gave up!... Actually, it's nothing, it's just that life is about to end... Man, at the end of my life, I just do whatever I want... It's much better than tying myself and leaving this world silently."

Stark shrugged. He tried all the arrangements of all elements, but nothing could replace the palladium element. He got Soro's energy sample, but found that this was not the energy structure that could be analyzed in this era.

Stark was never a person who gave up easily, but the reality that was naked in front of him was like this...

Take a bite of the burger on your hand, knead the wrapping paper into a ball, throw it into the trash can in a three-pointer, then celebrating with excitement, and then said to yourself

"ye…score!"

"Uh, when my parents died, I locked myself in the room for three days, but not because of sadness..." Stark made a drink and spread his hands lazily. "I know I should be sad, I should feel pain like a normal person, but... can't, you know, I have a bad relationship with my father since I was a child..."

"I just feel very upset. I always feel like I have lost something important, but I have no sadness... I have no trace of it."

With a chuckled, Stark turned his head and looked at the wall next to him, where there was a manuscript of the engine design drawing. The lines were chaotic and clumsy, like a child's casual graffiti.

"When I remembered them recently, I realized that their impression in my mind had never been blurred. This is probably sad..."

"Although I don't think I should interrupt you, but... seriously, I'm not interested in what you said..."

Soro interrupted him without hesitation. Stark turned around and saw that Soro's face was full of interest.

"Damn it! You're such a bastard."

Stark grabbed his hair hard and sweared at Solo.

"I just want to say that it will never be considered a failure until the last moment. Life is like this! Well! To be honest, you are a soft-boy now, like a little girl who is left to be ravaged by a strong man..."

Soro shrugged, and his plain tone made Stark roll his eyes. He always had such talent. Even if he was persuading, his tone was really unhappy.

"You damn!" Stark turned his head and groaned, and threw the bottle of wine over. "Although it's nonsense, I still want to thank you, this bastard... You are back at the right time. Tomorrow night, it's the opening ceremony of the Stark Industrial Expo. I want to give you some things..."

Soro's eyes lit up, but he quickly shrugged his shoulders and concealed the past. The Stark Industrial Expo symbolized the beginning of a plot, and during this period there were many things that had been locked by him.

Stark Industrial Fair is a global trade fair, but it is not simply displaying goods. In fact, this exhibition will bring together almost all the top scholars and scientific research technologies from all over the world.

This global event will undoubtedly push Stark's reputation to the top, and it is also the last thing Stark can do for the group.

…

The opening ceremony of the Stark Industrial Expo is scheduled to start at midnight, and mainstream media around the world are invited to enter to broadcast this grand event globally.

At about twelve o'clock, when the gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the sky, the sound of breaking through the air quickly went from far to near. In just a blink of an eye, Iron Man fell from the sky to the center of the stage amid the cheers of attention.

With his mechanical arm removed the steel suit, Stark walked out in a well-dressed manner, very confident and full of spirit. He lamented the decadent young master in his villa before, and was completely different from the same person.

On the stage, Stark enjoyed this feeling of being paid attention to by the whole world. His witty words would cause a burst of laughter from time to time. There was no doubt that at this moment, the eyes of the whole world were fascinated by his charm.

The cold and frosty Pepper stood at the side of the venue not far away. As the CEO's personal secretary, Pepper was actually the organizer of the event and the leader of the exhibition process.

Solo was wearing a neat black three-piece suit. Although he was just standing next to Peber silently, he had his own style in every move.

He is not unfamiliar with this kind of occasion. Many tasks were performed in previous lives were in such banquets, with people coming and going, and his identities were very complicated, which was very suitable for some assassination.

Looking at Stark who was talking loudly on the stage, Peber's eyes were filled with deep love, but after hesitating for a moment, she still whispered to Soro.

"Tony... is very...ahh! Weird... I mean, he has become more and more scrupulous recently...it should be, it's just a mess, doing things without any consequences...I feel that he has something to hide from me...Soro..."

Soro reached out and took two glasses of wine from the tray in the waiter's hand, handed it to her, patted her on the shoulder,

"Relax, Peper, this world is still waiting for him to save. Of course, he seems to be a little more stressed recently. His uneasy heart is waiting for you to comfort him... As long as you don't play too crazy, don't worry about him, do you understand?"

Peber hesitated, and she whispered, "But I'm very worried, I can't..."

While Perber carefully expressed his concerns, Stark, in a suit, had already walked down from the stage and appeared beside them, looking at her with a smile.

“What are you talking about??”

"I'm praising you!!"

Soro grinned and laughed strangely, stretched out his thumb and shook it. "You performed great on stage. Tonight, there will be many little beauties who are lonely and difficult to fall asleep."

"Haha, come with me, someone wants to introduce you to you."

Staring at Peber's eyes, Stark chuckled awkwardly, and then quickly changed the subject.

The two walked out of the main stage, crossed a distance in the crowd, and finally arrived at a large booth on the left side of the Stark Group.

Compared with the main exhibition area of ​​Stark Group, there are much less people here, but in fact, Solo instantly reads everyone's badges and identifies everyone's identity. Those who visit this exhibition area are all top people in the scientific community.

"Stuck!? What a wonderful opening ceremony, welcome to my exhibition hall first..."

A man dressed well, tall, with a friendly smile, and was as naked as Solo, came up with a laugh.

He is very confident and full of spirit. He is obviously a talented young man. Following him is a hot-bodied beauty, black dress and sexy lips that make people think of Feifei.

"Darren! I'm so happy that you can attend my fair with your achievements!" Stark hugged Darren enthusiastically, and then hugged intimately with the beauty behind him, chuckling softly in his ears, "Hop, you are still so beautiful! Well! I've heard about you kicking the old man out of the board, a cool act! Take me to greet the stubborn old man in your family."

Hope's sexy red lips pursed his smile, then nodded softly and said, "I will..."

The few people were obviously very familiar with each other. The tall Darren walked to Solo and stretched out his palm in a friendly manner.

"Sir?"

"Soro."

Soro said coldly that in fact, before Stark brought him here, the mysterious guy, the people did not explain the intention of the trip, and before he could figure out the situation, he had to create a sense of mystery for Darren.

A perfectly enthusiastic smile appeared on Stark's face. He patted Darren's arm, and said as Soro said, "Darren Klaus, the new CEO of Pim Technology, we used to learn from the same person."

"Darren is a very talented scholar, a businessman with outstanding vision, committed to studying changing the arrangement of atoms, and has achieved initial results..." After a slight pause, Stark introduced to Darren again, "Mr. Soro is my old friend! Well! My big customer... I mean the big customer in the past!"

Pim Technology, Darren Claus, changes the atomic distance.

These clues gathered together, and Soro almost instantly locked in his identity as a person, and then he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but he was still cold and indifferent on the surface. As a robot, it is actually very easy to do this.

Stark bit his "formerly customer" very hard, and Darren immediately understood what Stark meant, and his eyes lit up slightly. After all, the whole world knew that Stark Group made a fortune by relying on the weapons industry.

"I'm glad to meet you, Mr. Soro!"

Faced with Stark's solemn introduction, Darren's eyes showed a touch of enthusiasm, and a perfect indifference appeared on Soro's face.

Darren didn't care about Soro's faint arrogance. He stretched out his left hand to the two and made a "please" gesture.

"This is not a place to talk, come with me..."

Darren led the way in front and chattered endlessly. Stark gave Soro a playful expression and had a lively discussion with Darren.
Chapter completed!