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Chapter 125 First Encounter

Half a year after the hijacking incident. .biqugev

Tony Stark, the boss of America's number one arms dealer Stark Corporation, came to the Middle East to test his newly developed missile. On his way back, he was blown up into the sky.

When he opened his eyes again, he was horrified to find that an iron ring was stuffed into his chest and a bald man was shaving.

Also, he was locked in a cave.

"where am I?"

"what did you do to me?"

Tony stared at the bald man warily.

"I saved your life. It was an electromagnet that could prevent the shrapnel in your blood from flowing into your heart." The bald man turned around and said.

Tony forced himself to calm down and began to observe his surroundings, while trying to extract some useful information from the bald man's conversation.

However, suddenly, there was a noise at the iron door, and the bald man skillfully raised his hands and said to Tony: "Follow me, quickly, raise your hands!"

Tony imitated the bald man's example and held the back of his head with both hands. The door opened, and a strong man leader rushed in with a group of armed men. The weapons in their hands were produced by his company.

“#￥%#——*%￥#%#”

The burly leader was shouting loudly, but Tony couldn't understand.

Suddenly, a tall and thin Asian young man came out from behind the strong man. He pressed a palm on the strong man's face and pushed the strong man away.

At the same time, he also scolded the strong man.

Not only did the strong man not get angry at such rude behavior, but he lowered his head and kept explaining. The armed men behind him also looked at the Asian young man with admiration in their eyes.

Damn it! Tony could swear that these militants looked like terrorists who only knew how to use violence. Such people would worship an outsider so much. Who is this guy?

"Sorry, Mr. Tony Stark, I'm glad you can come here for vacation. I have been teaching these guys for several months, but unfortunately he still can't communicate normally in English. I hope his rudeness just now didn't scare you. ! Also, let me introduce myself, I am Du Wensen." Du Wensen said with gentle eyes.

"I don't know you! Please let me go immediately, no matter how much ransom you want!" Tony warned.

Du Wensen shook his head and said: "No, no, no! Mr. Tony, I think you have misunderstood. We are messengers of justice who represent peace, friendship, and humanity. As for why you are here, it is a complete accident. You can ask the Englishman next to you. Dr. Sen, if I hadn’t brought you back for treatment in the shortest possible time, you would have become a corpse on the roadside now.”

Tony turned his head to look at the bald man, Dr. Inson, with a questioning look.

"He is right, Mr. Tony. If it weren't for Mr. Du, you would have been killed on the spot. Moreover, the explosion was also caused by another group of terrorists. They eliminated that group and rescued you. Come back!" Dr. Inson explained.

Tony still didn't want to believe that he knew exactly what kind of place this was and what the locals in this place were like.

Peace? Friendship? humane?

This was as unbelievable as someone telling him that Obadiah Stan would betray him.

But in the current situation, no matter whether what the other party said was true or false, he at least couldn't show it.

"Then are you willing to send me back?" Tony asked with a hint of luck.

"No!" Du Wensen replied decisively.

Tony felt a trace of disdain, as expected.

Du Wensen took out a photo from the strong man's hand and said: "As a life-saving favor, I also hope that Mr. Tony can help us create such a missile. Of course, if you are willing to hand over the detailed design to me, After we succeed, we will send you home safely!"

"I reject!"

Don't even think about how Tony would let his most advanced weapons fall into the hands of these terrorists!

Du Wensen smiled slightly and retreated.

The strong man returned to Tony again, showing a ferocious smile.

Two armed men came over and grabbed Tony's arms and pushed his face into the sink next to him. No matter how much Tony struggled, he never let go. The strong man looked at the watch on his wrist. When the time exceeded one minute, He ordered his men to pull Tony out of the water.

After going back and forth like this seven or eight times, Tony looked like he was going to die at any moment, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

The strong man expressed his dissatisfaction with Tony's tough attitude. If he continued, Tony would really die if he was still injured.

After waving his hand, his men carried Tony and walked out of the cave, and Dr. Yingsen followed him consciously.

Outside the cave are a large number of weapons and ammunition piled up, and they all have a name written on them, manufactured by Stark Company.

Tony saw Du Wensen lying on the sofa not far away and basking in the sun. He also saw a lot of armed men standing guard in the distance. Judging from the topography, this was a valley. With the way out being guarded, he wanted to It was very difficult to leave secretly.

The strong man leader asked Tony again, but of course Tony still didn't understand.

"He said that here are all the materials you need to make missiles. As long as you agree to help them make missiles, he is willing to promise to God that you will be sent home." Dr. Yingsen next to him translated.

Tony shook his head: "Tell him, I won't agree."

Dr. Yingsen did not translate, but persuaded: "Mr. Tony, please think about it carefully. If you die here, there will be no loss to them, but for you, what will happen to your Stark Company? They can only buy ordinary weapons and materials from your company now, but once you no longer exist, they may be able to directly buy the missiles you developed."

Tony is a smart man. After calming down for a while, a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.

"Send the materials I need to the cave."

Du Wensen, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at the scene where materials were being moved and smiled slightly.

Then he stared at the ruby ​​necklace in his hand.

Thinking of Bernice's grateful look when she came to him with the necklace three months ago, it seemed that he had really underestimated that woman.

"What a cunning woman!"

Du Wensen put away the necklace.

At this time, a medium-sized Arab man came over with several subordinates. Under his instructions, the subordinates placed a thick stack of newspapers and a bag of fresh fruit next to Du Wensen's sofa.

He is the controller of this land and the highest armed force controller of this small country, General Pruthami.

Half a year ago, he was just a small leader of this armed force. Not long after Du Wensen came here as an instructor, General Abdulmatini died suddenly and inexplicably, and he was inexplicably supported as a general.