American Comics: Make Up Containment! I Create A Foundation

Tony, who was wearing the MK2 steel battle suit, looked at Chen Feng who was greeting him in the cockpit next to him with a dazed expression.

Looking at the extremely streamlined aerodynamic shape of the black technology fighter, it is as agile as a bird, and even its flexibility and mobility are not lost to its own MK2 armor.

Tony's eyes went straight.

"Wardfa? Dude, what kind of black technology is this! I'm Zhuo, this is really crazy buddy! Is it okay if I trade MK2 with you?"

Chen Feng gestured with disgust on his face and resolutely refused: "Brother Nowhere, my wife won't let me out!"

"However, if you finish the work at hand, the Foundation is still waiting for you to develop new equipment together."

"Well, I have time anytime."

Seeing Tony wearing MK2 who seemed to have flown back thousands of kilometers away, Chen Feng suddenly thought of the plot of Iron Man.

This Tony seems to have just flown back from the Atala organization?

Chen Feng remembers that according to the plot of the American Comics world, normally speaking, the Atala organization should belong to a small subsidiary organization called the Ten Commandments Gang.

But this American Comics world seems to be somewhat different from the American Comics world in Chen Feng's memory. After gaining the power of the Foundation, Chen Feng once investigated some organizations in the plot.

However, it was discovered that there was no Ten Commandments Gang, but a mysterious organization called the Twelve Round Table Council instead.

This is an organization that is said to have a comparable history to HYDRA. Like HYDRA, this organization has been trying to rule the entire world. In almost all Western historical events, you can see the Twelve Round Table.

It is rumored that even the first president of the Federation established the White Eagle Federation with the assistance of the Twelve Round Table Council.

The reason why Chen Feng thought of the Twelve Round Table Council at this time was because Chen Feng learned a piece of news when he and Ophelia exchanged information that night.

Did the Chaos separatists actually receive some funding from the Council of the Twelve Round Tables at the beginning of their establishment? A separatist faction that Ophelia did not deal with had an extremely close relationship with the Council of the Twelve Round Tables.

However, this Chaos splinter seems to be secretly contacting Stark Group shareholders, including Obadiah, who is trying to replace Tony as chairman.

Just when Chen Feng was about to ask Tony about this, Xue Feng's voice came from the earphones.

"Commander, we found two armed targets approaching us. Do we need to conduct electronic control, or shoot them down directly?"

Chen Feng glanced at the radar, two F35As? A Federal Air Force plane?

Chen Feng glanced at the slow-moving MK2 flying beside him, and shook his head, Tony's trouble has come to him.

"A guest came to you, you can solve it yourself, and find a bar to discuss in detail at night."

After finishing speaking, Chen Feng pulled the steering gear, FFR-41MR Xuefeng quickly opened the distance from MK2 like a fairy with light wings.

"OMG! This bastard, where did he find a fighter jet! It's so exciting!"

Tony, who originally thought MK2 was very fragrant, could only look at the fighter jets going away, eating the tail flames, and instantly felt that the MK2 he was wearing was not fragrant.

At this moment Tony suddenly heard the siren of J.A.R.V.I.S.

"Sir, you seem to be locked."

"What?"

"Report to the headquarters. Only one unidentified flight object was found, and the other unidentified flight object has disappeared. Did you shoot down the unknown target?"

"Allow shooting down!"

Tony was taken aback for a moment, and then two F-35As surrounded him, one from the left and the other from the right, and one of the F-35As directly fired a short-range combat bomb very unceremoniously.

"Ward! What the hell! J.A.R.V.I.S, put me through to Colonel James!"

At the foundation base, Xue Feng gracefully landed in the underground airport, and Chen Feng jumped out of the cockpit happily.

"Bye bye Xuefeng, go for a drive when you have time!"

Miss 2B at the side handed over a bottle of happy water, and Chen Feng unscrewed it casually.

After drinking tons of tons, the satisfied Chen Feng casually said to Ms. 2B: "Prepare a civilian car, I'm going out tonight."

Compared to Chen Feng's indifferent attitude, Tony, who was riding a mech, did not go so smoothly. It took a lot of effort to get home safely.

"J.A.R.V.I.S, prepare a sports car, tell Pepper, don't prepare my dinner."

Afterlife Bar, a bar with a strange name, but the store is very popular.

Chen Feng sat at the bar like a regular customer.

Tony walked into the bar, and immediately saw Chen Feng sitting at the bar.

"Hey, buddy, where did you find the bar? This place is really nice, but the name is a bit weird."

Chen Feng smiled: "I just can find these good stores."

"Boss, have two glasses of David Martinez."

Tony looked curious: "What kind of wine is this? What a weird name."

Chen Feng said leisurely as if I was a regular customer and would never cheat you: "Simply put, it's vodka mixed with whiskey, iced and cola."

"There is another story about this glass of wine, do you want to hear it?"

"what story?"

The bar was mixing drinks in a fancy way, and soon two glasses of David Martinez were ready.

Chen Feng picked up his glass and took a sip: "A story about a power boy who wanted to take his beloved girl to the moon, but failed, but helped her blast a piece of sky with his fists."

Fifteen minutes later, Tony drank the wine with tears streaming down his face: "Damn it, Adam Hammer is really not a thing."

Chen Feng patted the tearful Iron Man, and patted his shoulder: "Well, Tony, your company is going to have an Adam hammer to hammer you."

"Who? Stark can't have this kind of bastard, can he? Wait, I think of someone."

With Tony's intelligence, he suddenly imagined Obadiah who had been very wrong lately.

"Looks like you finally found out that the Stark Corporation has an insider?"

"Hiss, I just didn't expect that the ghost would be him, can you destroy your conscience for the sake of profit?"

Chen Feng gave Tony a strange look, and took another sip of his drink: "As an arms dealer, is it really okay to say this?"

"That's all in the past, Stark is no longer involved in the arms trade."

"That means that part of the Stark Group is out of your control now?"

Chen Feng picked up his glass and drank it down, then stood up and patted Tony on the shoulder again: "I think you can turn up the security alert, otherwise your Pepper will become David's second."

"By the way, David actually doesn't like to drink carbonated drinks, that's what Lucy likes to drink. Also, remember to pay the bill."

Tony, who had just recovered from the story and the breaking news, got another round of the knife.