Marvel: Fighting Tony for Wealth at the Beginning
30 Obadiah’s Feast

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Tony's words did not alert Louis.

He didn't have the time to care about Obadiah. He was just an ant that could be easily crushed.

Power failure?

Wasn't it normal for the streets to have a blackout in the middle of summer?

"Louis, when will G3-X be completed? I remember that not long ago, you had already put it on.”

Tony looked at Louis curiously. The result of the actual installation was perfect.

However, the G3-X did not have any armor or exclusive weapons. There were too many exclusive weapons in the G3-X's arsenal.

Even with the original members of the armed research and development department joining, the progress was still a little slow.

"The armor itself is fine, but there are too many weapons in the arsenal.”

"I heard that it can be done tomorrow."

"Then we must have a good fight when the time comes.”

Tony was still thinking of taking revenge for his punch.

"Just wait and see how I torture you." Louis said disdainfully.

Tony still wanted to argue, but Jarvis's voice suddenly rang out.

"Master, Mr. Obadiah is calling.”

"Obadiah?" Tony and Louis muttered at the same time.

Why did Obadiah call at this time?

Tony and Louis looked at each other. Neither of them knew what Obadiah's purpose was.

The last time, they had basically parted on bad terms.

Obadiah, did he run into a wall again?

"Answer the call."

Soon, Obadiah's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Tony, I think we need to have a good talk.”

Obadiah tried his best to hide his true emotions.

"Talk about what? Uncle Obadiah, haven't we already said what we should say before?”Tony sneered.

His relationship with Obadiah had become more and more strained because of Stark Industries.

He was not prepared to continue interacting with Obadiah.

"I think we can reconsider the issue of the weapons development department. The military found me and prepared to reopen the weapons development department.”Obadiah said.

Tony fell silent. If the military was involved, this matter would not be simple.

Louis felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

"So, I'm inviting you to my house tomorrow. Let's have a good meal and talk.”

" I-" Tony was about to speak, but Louis grabbed his wrist.

Louis looked at Tony and shook his head.

He didn't know what was going on, but Louis didn't believe that Obadiah would be so kind.

Tony gave Louis a reassuring expression.

If he didn't go, he would be a coward.

He was Tony Twain. Was Stark a coward?

"I'll be there on time."

"Then I'll prepare the red wine from Arden Manor and wait for you.”

Obadiah hung up the phone and waved his fists excitedly.

Tony, your time has finally come.

I'll show you how powerful Iron Overlord is.

You will be the first person to experience the power of the Iron Overlord.

The call ended.

Louis looked at Tony in confusion and said,""Why should I agree? You have no idea what is waiting for you in Obadiah.”

"Don't worry, it's fine. I can bring Mark3 with me.”Tony said casually.

" But-" Louis still wanted to dissuade her.

But Tony interrupted Louis and said seriously,""As long as I have Mark3, I am invincible.”

After the Mark3 was developed, Tony was a little smug.

Louis felt that he had to quickly give Tony a taste of his own medicine.

What if Tony got carried away?

He would be fine after a beating.

Tony left. The Mark3 had been successfully installed. He needed to have a glass of red wine to celebrate.

"Come on, for Mark3.”Tony said with a smile.

Louis nodded and followed.

Today was the day Mark3 was born. Perhaps he should not dampen his spirits.

Even if Obadiah had any tricks up his sleeve, Louis swore that he would never let this clown succeed.

I was looking for a chance to grind your bones and scatter your ashes.

Obadiah, don't send yourself up!

Louis's gaze turned cold, and the aura on his body could almost kill.

Ethan felt Louis's aura and shrunk his head. He did not speak.

He could tell that Louis was very angry now, but he was suppressing his anger.

In order to celebrate the success of the Mark3, Tony, who was about to drink a little, was completely drunk.

He was dead drunk.

Louis was also a little drunk and woke up at noon the next day.

Tony was sleeping like a pig.

Ethan was the only one who had woken up and was in the laboratory.

"Ethan, I'll leave Tony to you. I'll go to the armor research and development department to take a look.”

Louis felt a sense of urgency. He needed to quickly install the G3-X.

The original weapons research and development department was changed to the armor research and development department.

The cold killing machine, G3-X, stood quietly in the middle.

"How many exclusive weapons are still incomplete?”Louis asked.

"Mr. Louis, the only exclusive weapon left is the ultra-high-frequency vibration sword, which is still in the development stage. We still can't achieve a further breakthrough in frequency, and its lethality is not much stronger than before.”

The researcher walked over and handed the test data to Louis.

"Leave this to me. You guys load the other weapons onto the G3-X.”

Louis looked at the data in his hand and decided to strengthen the ultra-high frequency vibration sword himself.

In Tony's villa.

Tony woke up in a daze and looked at the time. It was already past five in the afternoon.

"Master, Mr. Obadiah has already made three calls.”Jarvis's voice sounded.

"Send him a reply. I'll be there immediately.”Tony got up. He needed to take a shower to wake up.

Then, he went to Obadiah's house for an appointment.

When Ethan heard that Tony was ready to leave, he immediately called Louis.

This was Louis 'request.

Weng weng weng weng!

Weng weng weng weng!

The phone buzzed on the shelf in the laboratory.

However, Louis, who was focused on upgrading his ultra-high-frequency vibration sword, did not notice these sounds at all.

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