"I didn't expect you to come to see me." William Stryker said to Meng Ao who appeared in front of him.

"It's just a walk, it's just a side note." Meng O's look at the room that was no different from Harry Osborne's prison room. While tapping the wall leisurely with his fingers, as if he was testing its strength and thickness based on the echo, he said slowly.

"Then I have to thank you." William Stryker smiled, with gray hair and beard, and a little calm smile on his face, giving people a feeling of being as friendly as the old KFC grandfather. Although people who know him and know what kind of dark past and personality he once had, it is difficult for them to substitute him into the old KFC grandfather's template.

"You have to thank me. Your wife committed suicide because of your son, but your son was tormented by you. She didn't even have the most basic thinking ability and only became a puppet weapon. Now, who will come to see you except me?" Meng Ao unceremoniously exposed William Stryker's scar.

"You are here to ridicule and attack me?" The smile on William Stryker's face cooled down bit by bit, and his eyes were filled with a hint of coldness. It was difficult for him to be afraid of all the bad things he had experienced at his age and most of his life.

Because fear cannot make him live.

Under the pursuit of those crazy mutants.

"Because I don't know what to say to you, I can only talk about the topic I know. It seems that this topic hurts you a little." Meng'ao turned around and looked at William Stryker with eyes: "Actually, I admire you a lot because after you were cancelled from your position, I thought you would die at the hands of those fanatical mutants."

"I have been against those people for a lifetime. When I am in power, I know how to deal with them. When I don't have power, I naturally know how to hide from them." William Stryker said calmly: "Although this is a bit difficult."

"It's not easy, but now? You have no power and no freedom." Meng Ao knocked on the solid and thick walls around him again: "You have no minions, and people are also confined to this small room. You can no longer change your whereabouts as you wish to avoid some people. It's like a turtle in a jar."

"Is this a threat?" William Stryker looked at Meng'o.

"Not count!" Meng Ao denied: "Threat is the pressure and persecution that did not cause the facts before. When it becomes a fact, it is no longer a threat. It would be more appropriate to use the word danger to interpret it."

"Do you remember a female mutant I took away from you a few years ago?" Meng Ao asked.

"White Queen, Emma Frost." William Stryker had a blue-gray color on his face.

"Yes, Emma. Her persistence with you is like many radical mutants. I'm so sorry, I accidentally revealed some news and fate to her in some environment. Well, I didn't care about this prison and your room number. And she seemed to have re-established a little relationship with some mutants who have been looking for your whereabouts."

Meng Ao kindly reminded and blessed, "Maybe you can give you a room? Or change to a prison for detention? I hope everything is still in time!"

"Is this your revenge?" William Stryker looked at Meng Ao. If everything is indeed as Meng Ao said just now, then what he needs to face next is the endless pursuit of mutants.

William Stryker has experienced many assassinations of mutants in his life. Several of them almost really ruined him. But none of them can be worse than the current situation and more desperate.

In the past, William Stryker had many minions and powers, and had the freedom to move uncertainly. But now? As Meng Ao said, he could not go anywhere, and he could only be confined to this small room.

William Stryker could already foresee how crazy the radical mutants who had always been a mission of assassinating him would do after knowing his current situation and exact location.

He never doubted the hatred of the mutants for him, and it was full of people who wanted him to die. Even among the people who cooperated with humans and had close ally, Professor X, who also had mutants who hated him to the core. However, due to Charles' constraints, they would not easily do anything radical.

But there was another group of crazier and dangerous mutants, some of whom hated him and for his life, but they had no scruples.

"How can this be said to be revenge?" Meng Ao waved his hand: "Do you still remember what I said to you? I thought you would remember it, but obviously you didn't listen. So this is not revenge, but your unobedient retribution."

Meng Ao tidied up his clothes, finally looked around the room, and finally looked at William Stryker, who was sitting on the bed: "I'm leaving, and I'm staying here long enough. Before leaving, I want to repeat what I said to you. If you survived by chance this time, please be sure to keep this sentence in your heart. Because not every time, you have such good luck."

"Let Caesar go to Caesar, God go to God! It's mine, I'll take it, not yours, don't reach out!"

...

"You have recently put in a big order." Tony Stark walked to Meng'ao with a glass of wine.

This was a banquet. There were a group of men and women around them who wanted to gather around to chat with each other. However, when the two clearly expressed that they had something to say, they could only raise the wine glasses on the periphery, chatting with the surroundings, and frequently paying attention to the direction where they were, hoping that they could take it as soon as possible after the two communicated.

"I have been busy for nearly a year for this order. I also took on Nick's consultants, thugs, helpers, and even errands. This is what I deserve." Meng Ao said self-deprecatingly.

"Great!" Tony Stark raised his glass: "The troubles have finally come to an end. You still have gains, but I am not very satisfied. The exhibition was provocatively destroyed, and even the Stark Building, its own storefront, became a dangerous building. The destructive power of the joint efforts of Hammer and Ivan cannot be underestimated."

"Hammo? That Justin-Hammo?" Meng Ao tilted his head and thought, "There seems to be reports in recent newspapers. Hanmo entered the bureau, and the identity of the general contractor of the Ministry of National Defense was also deprived of it. He was now quite depressed and out of business by relying on military orders and connections between the Ministry of National Defense."

Tony Stark smiled brightly when he heard this: "I used to dislike his hypocritical big face, and I could see him everywhere. But now I feel good, and he seems to have disappeared. Now I'm a little uncomfortable. Actually, I really want to see him now and see if his face still makes me dislike it."

"Stak Industry has taken over the Hammer Military Industry team?" Meng Ao looked at Tony Stark.

"I'm not buying and selling arms anymore, man!" Tony Stark shook his head, but saw Meng's strange eyes and spread his hands, "Okay, I've joined an organization and become the technical consultant of that organization. I'll help them design something, at least those things will not be used in human wars often."

"For this reason, they helped me withstand the pressure of the Ministry of National Defense. Of course, it's nothing. I gave Rhode a war suit, well, it's a gift and blocking some people's mouths. As a friend of mine, I can still trust Rhode's character, and I also believe that he will not use the war suit I gave him arbitrarily."

"You finally learned to compromise." Meng Ao said with a smile.

"Actually, I would rather call it a workaround." Tony Stark grinned.

"I'm more interested in knowing what Nick Fury hired you? When I became an advisor to SHIELD, it was his former helping me to take control of Storm's board of directors." Meng O and Tony Stark said as they walked towards a quieter corner.

"A relic! My father's." Tony did not hesitate at all about Meng Ao's questions. After helping each other several times, although the relationship between the two was still not too close, his friends were still considered. With Tony's arrogant and narcissistic personality, there were very few people who could be recognized as friends by him.

"It was a video my father left to me, and there was an unfinished research. It involved a new element. A new energy that could change human life and the development of science and technology as a result! Although he left a message in the videotape that it was due to the technological environment at that time and could not put his research into practice. He hoped that I would take over his class or something, in fact, that research was already very perfect."

Tony Stark, who walked to the corner and found a seat with Meng Ao, frowned and said, "It was so perfect that I could even take it over and make it directly. I think something must have happened at that time, which led to the man deliberately banning this research and reminding me in a vague way."

"What's the specific?" Meng Ao was a little interested. Since Tony said so, he must have seen something.

"I felt like he was under some close surveillance. This surveillance made him sense danger." Tony Stark rarely restrained his usual cynicism and speculated with some consideration: "That new element and energy arrangement model, a three-dimensional model of Stark's industrial area structure, was lying in Stark's office."

"It was like a lock, and after opening it, it could open a lock that could open a new world door. He gave me the lock, but gave the key to another person. He asked the person to hand it over to me at the right time to achieve what he could do but did not do. That person was Nick Fury, his partner at that time."

"The key is one of the many videotapes he left for me." Tony Stark looked at Meng'ao and said seriously: "My father believed in Nick Fury, but he did not give him the 'key and lock', and even concealed him from it. I believe there must be a reason in it."

"What about?" Meng Ao asked back.

"For example, there are some other unknown secrets in S.H.E.L.D., or some things and people that make Howard Stark feel dangerous? This thing must be scary enough, and people must be tricky and troublesome enough, so difficult that he and Nick Fury both feel that their chances of winning are not great."

"This is unlikely. Your father was one of the giants who participated in the preparations and even established the S.H.E.L.D. With Nick Fury's words, it was difficult for them to join forces at that time to deal with it, even if they were to deal with another S.H.E.L.D. giant Peggy Carter." Meng Ao obviously has a certain understanding of S.H.E.L.D. in recent years.

"That's another possibility." Tony Stark shrugged his shoulders: "My father felt the danger, but he didn't find where the danger came from. I now doubt whether my parents' car accident was just an accident as the official said."

Meng Ao was speechless. Usually when he didn't know how to answer, he liked to remain silent. Anyway, with his identity and status, even if he remained silent throughout the whole process, even the president could not say anything. Now he didn't know how to accept Tony Stark's words.

"If you don't talk about this, let's talk about the new favorite of the Ministry of National Defense." Tony Stark also suddenly realized that he was talking a little deeper. The current environment is not a good occasion to discuss such sensitive topics with Meng Ao. After a haha, Tony changed the topic neatly.

"Aim Company?" Meng Ao raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, aim." Tony Stark nodded.

"This company is as low-key as his founder, but at present, its technical strength in all aspects is not weak. With Osborne falling and Stark does not cooperate, it is the most hopeful to fill these two vacancies. Whether it is biogenetic technology or arms industry technology." Meng Ao's words reveal his understanding of Aim, the company.

"That's not bad, don't just have a meal like Justin Hammer, who doesn't have skills and only relies on relationships." Tony Stark raised his glass.

[ps: Ahhhhhh, I originally thought it was 4,000, but I didn't have enough time. I packed it up and sent it up. It was actually over 0 o'clock! Is it true that there was an update yesterday? Also, the difference between the book reviews has appeared again, which really doesn't match the style of this book! The author has cried to death in the toilet and has no way to do it? Calculate, crying to death in the bedroom, so as to avoid heavy taste readers from making thrilling metaphors again.]
Chapter completed!