Chapter 15 Stark Is Very Noisy Today

"Of course, but if it were him, he would definitely say——"

Leon drawled his voice: "Pepper, I have many habits, but I don't have nostalgia, so just take this thing and deal with it. Smash it or burn it as you like."

"Pfft~" Leon imitated him so much that Pepper couldn't help laughing.

She looked at the Ark Reactor in her hand and couldn't get enough of it.

"That's indeed what he would say." Pepper smiled broadly, "Then where is he now?"

Leon shrugged: "He was sleeping. He had been doing research all night a few days ago, so I knocked him out."

"Not sleeping for several days? Oh my god, Leon, you did the right thing. Is he in the bedroom now?"

"Of course, go up and see him quickly."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!" Pepper nodded repeatedly and left the laboratory briskly and hastily.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to look back: "Leon, you too, you have to take a good rest, you know!"

"I know, I know!" Leon showed a big smile, "After packing these gadgets, I'm going to have a rest."

Pepper gave him a look of affirmation: "That's the best!"

Watching Pepper disappear into the corridor, Leon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew... solved!"

Jarvis said: "Master Lyon, is this really okay for you? Mr. Stark did not..."

"What's the matter? If it weren't for me, Tony would definitely leave the Ark reactor to Pepper, and his words would be similar to what I imitated."

Leon didn't care: "Simulate it yourself and see if it's the same result?"

Jarvis paused for a few seconds: "Zizzi...Based on Mr. Stark's past behavior pattern, the simulation results are 83% similar."

"Yeah, I just beautified the process."

Leon spread his hands: "As far as the results are concerned, Pepper got happy, Tony got happiness, and I got free time, a win-win-win situation!"

Jarvis immediately said: "Mr. Stark will know and will be grateful to you."

Leon raised his eyebrows: "He must be grateful! Okay, no one will bother you now, let's officially start making the armor!"

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When Tony wakes up again, the world seems a little weird.

Pepper became very gentle.

Jarvis always asked him how he was feeling today.

As for Leon, this treacherous boy is not even allowed to enter the laboratory!

That's his own laboratory!

Humph, with Leon's secretive attitude, he might not be able to make a suit of armor, and he's afraid of losing face, so he won't reveal anything!

Tony made a malicious guess after discovering that he had slept all day.

"Very good!" Tony angrily walked into the underground garage and started assembling his armor.

"Even if I can't enter the laboratory, I will beat Leon in the competition two days later, and then pour a cup of heated Coke into his mouth!"

"Now, Dudu, go and push the bracket over! Then Benben..."

After waiting for a while, Tony realized something was wrong: "Dadai? Where are you, Dadai? And Benben?"

He searched around and found that none of his intelligent robotic arms were there.

"I can't believe it! Leon didn't even leave me an arm, they all turned into his shape!" Tony was going crazy.

In the end, Tony ran back to the laboratory and got his "little assistants" back from Leon.

After all, he doesn't have super strength. If he wants to assemble the armor, he must rely on machinery.

Two days later.

It’s another rare sunny day.

Los Angeles West Coast.

The sunlight refracted on the sea surface merges with the waves, and each wave is a prism.

Looking out from Stark's mansion, the sea thousands of miles away is sparkling.

Sailboats and cruise ships are passing by on the sea, which is a very peaceful scenery.

But even this tranquility cannot reduce the smell of gunpowder in Stark's mansion today.

In the cool-toned underground garage, sunlight slants in from the entrance, dividing the space of hundreds of square meters into dark and bright halves.

Leon walked into the underground garage from outside. Under the sunlight, the tips of his hair seemed a little transparent, shrouded in a golden shimmer.

Tony was sitting at the far end of the garage. He wore a felt hat as the occasion dictated, and the long brim covered his face.

"I'm here." Leon said coldly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Tony's eyes were hidden under the brim of his hat. "You are destined to lose. You shouldn't have come."

As Tony's words fell, a burst of passionate and sharp music suddenly sounded, echoing in the garage, as if someone was going to pull out a gun and shoot at any time.

"WTF!?" Tony was startled - he actually jumped out of his chair.

Maybe you feel that you have lost your momentum and lost a city first.

Tony took off his hat and threw it on the table, asking angrily.

"Jarvis, what the hell is this music!"

"Mr. Stark, this is "Extreme Ways" that Master Lyon asked me to play in advance. It is an episode from the movie "The Bourne Supremacy" a few years ago."

Tony could no longer be speechless: "Leon, what we are competing against today is armor, not a gun battle. Do you want to take out your gun and kill me if you can't compete with me later?"

"What are you talking about, Tony." Leon said he didn't understand. "I'm telling you with exciting music that you will lose today's competition!"

"Really? If bragging can make you a winner, then those underground rappers in the United States will be the kings of the world!" Tony insinuated.

Leon was unmoved: "You are bragging before showing off your armor. Who is the guilty one?"

"Then show me what you have made in the past two days!" Tony looked around deliberately.

"But why is there nothing here except you? Could it be that you can't build armor at all, but are just holding on and refusing to give in?"

Tony opened his hands: "Leon! Don't be like this. As a brother, I have always taught you to be honest. If you apologize for something you can't do, I can forgive you."

"Oh, don't worry, you will see it later." Leon smiled.

"Why not now?" Tony raised his chin.

Lyon pointed at Tony and said, "Because according to international practice, ladies come first."

Tony's face darkened: "Boy, I don't remember teaching you to talk to a gentleman like this."

"Really?" Lyon crossed his arms over his chest, "Which old man told me ladies come first when I was about to give a speech at my graduation ceremony?"

"That was almost a year ago!" Tony pinched his nose.

"But you taught a young gentleman how to talk to another gentleman." Lyon's posture remained unchanged.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, but you can't say such things again in the future. It's very rude." Tony was rarely serious.

Lyon nodded: "Of course not, I will only say such things to you."

Tony simply turned around and stopped talking harshly to this little bastard.