Marvel: I am the leader of the mutant race

Chapter 6 Beautiful girl
"You all know what to say, right?"

Mark's violent state has begun to cool down. He glared at Yuri who kept smiling apologetically, stared at Ethan who was out of danger but was unconscious, and Tony who was carrying him and asked.

"Yuri threw two smoke bombs, and then the group of fools got into chaos and shot at each other. Then you two entered and rescued us one by one with finishing blows."

Tony told the truth without changing his expression, then glanced at the harmless Ethan, and added: "There is no suicidal militant leader, and there is no Tony Stark who is controlled by others..."

Seeing Yuri's unkind eyes, he smiled and said, "There are only two elite mercenaries who are fearless, courageous and resourceful, and will soon earn 1000 million US dollars."

Mark: "Very good."

More than a dozen helicopters "rumbling" slowly descended, their high-speed rotating wings raising dust all over the sky.Yuri glanced at Tony's black friend, who appeared as Colonel Rhodes of Avengers, and reminded: "It's twenty-one million U.S. dollars, Mr. Stark. You forgot to add the commission."

"It doesn't matter~"

Tony bumped Ethan on his back, and took the lead to walk towards Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes, the only one among the soldiers who was not on guard with a gun: "Hey! Rhodes! Quickly pay the commission to these two elite mercenaries, not even a dollar less. But not a penny more!”

Rhodes glanced at Yuri and Mark, who were surrounded by large corps. He had already read the information about the two people hiding behind them: one was a veteran mercenary who had been working all year round, and the other was a New York citizen who was seeking excitement and came to the Middle East to work during the summer vacation. .

Although the kid at the back is more outrageous, there is nothing wrong with either of them.

He helped carry Ethan onto the stretcher, and while boarding the plane with Tony, he said, "It sounds like you didn't have a good time with them?"

“Damn Afghanistan!”

Tony cursed and didn't answer directly: "I will never come here again!"

……

Hand over guns, search, question...

After Yuri and Mark were subjected to this arrangement on the helicopter, they got off the helicopter and did it again at the base.

Anyway, the tunnel and the house were completely burned by the fire, so the three arsonists had the final say on what happened inside.

After tasting the daily breakfast of American soldiers, Yuri watched Mark dismiss his envious and jealous mercenary teammates, knocked on the plate and said: "You have made so much money, do you want to continue?"

Mark took a big sip of iced Coke. Drinking is prohibited in the base: "Why not? Ethan and I are in the same situation. We are alone... If we return to the city to settle down, with my bad temper, I might as well continue to be a mercenary. Woolen cloth!"

After finishing the iced Coke, Mark lit a cigarette skillfully: "What about you? The summer vacation is almost over. Do you want to go back and start your college life?"

"if not?"

Yuri emptied the eighth plate in front of him. Although he looked like a human, in terms of appetite, he was the perfect successor to the mutant race.

Fortunately, his energy conversion efficiency is extremely high (he almost never poops), and he will continuously absorb cosmic energy. He will not feel hungry whether he eats or not, whether he eats too much or too little.

Eating so much right now is just a free act of capitalism.

He folded the plates and walked towards the tableware recycling place with Mark: "But I still recommend that you go back with me. After all, you are taking Tony Stark's special plane. In case there are several people inside specifically to comfort his injured children, Where is the young lady who is mentally prepared?”

Mark was stunned for a moment, looked at Yuri and then smiled knowingly: "You are right, I think this is a really good idea!"

after an hour.

The two of them walked into a brand new private jet under the leadership of Tony's bodyguard Happy, who was carrying a salute. Happy's figure was still in shape, and his wide body could only be described as burly rather than fat.

"I can hit him three times."

Mark noticed Yuri's gaze and tried to stir up a topic to divert attention: After all, it was Tony Stark's private plane. You could rub it against him in the tunnel, but in real society, the Stark family is indeed difficult for ordinary people to the existence of reach.

"I can hit him nine."

Yuri smiled at Mark, dodged the latter's frantic fist, and followed Happy to the small parlor in the center of the plane. "Listen, Tony!"

Ethan's slightly weak but extremely firm voice sounded: "I am very honored to be your friend, but I will never work for your Stark Industries."

"I know it wasn't your fault, but the missile with 'Stark' on it did kill my family... Let's change the subject, like your unfinished Iron Man or something?"

When Tony saw the two Yuri walking over, he rolled his eyes in annoyance, and the two mustaches at the corners of his mouth twitched mischievously: "Oh~ Two shameless people are here."

Ethan turned his head, nodded respectfully to Ethan and said: "Mr. Ambrosius."

Yuri nodded, pulled the somewhat restrained Mark and sat down on the soft leather sofa. After stretching out comfortably, he continued what Ethan had just said: "What did I hear just now...'Iron Man' '? Tony, would you mind letting me know too?"

Tony picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His bandaged face, covered with a band-aid, turned to the side and did not want to look at the person speaking: "First of all, you heard wrong. Secondly, I am very concerned about it."

"really?"

"real!"

"Ok."

Yuri opened his backpack and calmly took out several pages of drawings with various parameters and parts drawn on them.Avoiding the drink that Tony sprayed out, he spread out the drawing and raised it: "So, are you willing to talk about this big guy now?"

"1000 dollars!"

"Too little."

"2000 million!"

"Too little."

"5000 million! Not a penny more!"

Yuri looked at Tony's furious expression and handed over the drawing with a smile: "Deal!"

Tony grabbed the drawings, but he accidentally pulled on the wound and grinned in pain. He looked through it carefully to make sure there was nothing missing, and kept muttering "Mother fucker"...

Mark secretly gave a thumbs up from below, and Ethan across from him also raised his eyebrows at Yuri.

God sees it!
On the huge private plane, Happy was probably the only one who stood on the same side as Tony.

"So...Mr. Stark."

Mark said his first words since entering the living room: "Are there some um... uh... you know... just..."

"Beautiful girl."

Seeing how uncomfortable Mark was, the helpful Yuri took the initiative to express what he wanted to say.

Tony's eyes emerged from behind the drawings, filled with contempt for LSP: "No!"

"Oh NO~"

"Oh NO~"

Mark glanced at the white clouds flying outside the window and the sun looming in the clouds and mist: "If I go back now, is it still too late?"

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(End of this chapter)