Players In Marvel

Chapter 68 Ah Fen: Bah, bad luck!

"Hey, have you figured out your situation now?"

Ah Fen squatted down, reached out and grabbed Obadiah's beard, forcing him to look at him.

"Ah."

Obadiah snorted disdainfully.

"I don't know where you got the courage, but I will tell you now."

"There is military support behind Stark Industries. If you touch me, you can't run away."

"Now I will give you a chance, don't seek your own death!"

Figure out the situation?

I don't know who didn't understand the situation.

They also want to kidnap Tony Stark. This group of people are crazy about money. At that time, I am afraid that they will have their lives to take or spend their lives!

Hanging upside down, like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, he thought he had encountered a terrorist organization.

It turned out that they were four stupid thieves suffering from paranoia!

"Tsk!"

"I found that rich people like you sometimes just feel good about yourself."

Ah Fen stood up, straightened his collar, and said after a slight pause.

"Since you are not sober, I will help you, so as not to wait until our boss arrives, and you are talking nonsense to make it look like I haven't done a good job."

"You, what do you want to do?"

Obadiah was a little nervous, who knows what these crazy people are going to do to him.

"Don't be nervous, how can I be so gentle with you, how can I get rough with you?"

"Rasu, wash his face and make him sober."

"no problem!"

Rasu pulled out a washbasin from the corner, and with a bang, threw it under Obadiah's head.

Then, from the corner of the warehouse, they dug out a case of canned beer left over from the last time they drank it.

Click!

Rasu pulled the beer tab.

Ton ton ton!

The golden liquid was bubbling and bubbling, filling the washbasin under Obadiah's head.

"Don't say we don't know how to entertain guests, let's just treat you to a drink."

Rasu grinned viciously, and reached out to grab the iron chain hanging Obadiah.

"What are you going to do?"

"Hey, don't mess around!"

As Lasu moved the iron chain, Obadiah hung upside down and began to circle in circles like a spinning top.

Obadiah admits he's panicking now.

He has a bad feeling!

puff!

As Rasu loosened the iron chain, Obadiah grabbed the ground with his head and planted it in the pot, and the liquid in the pot immediately submerged him.

The head and pelvic floor were hit, but Obadiah couldn't care less for the moment.

Bad beer poured frantically from his eyes, nose and ears.

He swears that he has never drank such a bad wine in his life!

Sour dizziness, a strong sense of suffocation, and the imminent danger of death!

He will die, let these two madmen kill him!

This thought flashed through Obadiah's mind, his body was hanging and struggling violently, just like a witch who was executed in the Middle Ages!

"Hahaha!"

Ah Fen at the side watched Obadiah spit bubbles in the beer, feeling a little happy.

"Hey man, where did you get this pot from?"

"The effect is good!"

"oh."

Lasu patted his head "foolishly".

"I came to wash my feet last night."

"The smell is strong enough, hurry up, pull him up quickly, and don't choke the God of Wealth to death!"

When Ah Fen heard this, his complexion changed, and he hurried to the side and began to pull on the iron chain.

Whoo hoo.

It's fine to drink some wine, why does this guy Lasu bring extra ingredients? If this messes people up, the boss will definitely skin them both.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Obadiah came to life again, coughing violently.

The beard was dripping with wine, and the white shirt on his body had been wet from the struggle. He was in a terrible mess now.

Where is the previous appearance of the chief executive of Stark Industries aloof.

"Look, how happy I am to drink."

Ah Fen squatted down and turned Obadiah's bald head away. The two looked at each other and asked again with a smile.

"Do you know who we are now?"

"Know, know..."

Accompanied by a violent cough, Obadiah nodded weakly.

"You are members of the Mafia."

"Then who is our boss?"

"Wa, Walong..."

"now it's right."

Ah Fen patted Obadiah's face, very satisfied.

"Look at the wine all over the body, quick, wipe it off!"

Ah Fen pulled the rag Rasu used to wipe his feet, and wiped it on Obadiah's bald head indiscriminately.

"Oh, this smell, tsk tsk, it's really hard for you."

Ah Fen said, throwing away the rag in his hand with a look of disgust.

"Our boss is coming soon, but remember your answer, and behave better later, don't embarrass me."

Before the words were finished, the warehouse door opened again from the outside.

Wearing a dark green suit and holding a black gold cane, Wa Long walked in from the outside gracefully.

This posture doesn't look like a robber being targeted by the New York Police Department at all, but more like a star being sought after by countless fans.

Zhou followed Wa Long in and closed the door.

The warehouse, which was originally lit up with light, became dim again. Except for the small lamp in Ah Fen's hand, the surrounding area was pitch black.

"Mr. Obadiah, I have known your name for a long time, and it is an honor to meet you in this way."

"Cough, cough, me, me too, I'm honored."

Obadiah coughed and nodded.

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, he now knows that if he doesn't cooperate, these lunatics will really dare to kill him.

This group of people has no fear of Stark Industries or the military in their minds.

They act frantically only for their own purposes, and they are a group of people who don't consider the consequences at all.

Obadiah admitted he was scared.

He can't die here, otherwise even if Tony avenges him later, so what.

He wants to live, he is the man who will become the chairman of Stark Industries!

He has written down the hatred tonight, as long as he can get out alive.

Wipe, Mafia!

I will definitely kill you guys!

Obadiah's heart was surging, while Valon and the others suddenly received a reminder.

[Obadiah has "resentment" towards the Mafia and gets a small amount of ruby]

Boom!

"You kid still dare not accept it?"

Soon!

Rasu punched Obadiah.

"Ah, I, I'm not dissatisfied~"

Before the words were finished, a big foot came oncoming.

"You're still lying!"

Rasu shouted angrily.

"Hehe, don't be so rude."

Lasuda felt good, and Wa Long waved his hand belatedly, showing a very caring posture.

"Mr. Obadiah, do you know what I've asked you to do?"

"I know, I know."

Obadiah said with difficulty.

"Then tell me, what do you know?"

Valon squatted down and said to Obadiah face to face.

"Don't you just want money? I have money, and I will give it to you."

Although Obadiah's money is not as much as Tony's, he is also one of the elders of the Stark Industries Group, so he naturally has a lot of money in his pocket.

"You insulted me."

"I respect you so much, and you insult me!"

Wa Long's face darkened, and he stood up slowly, touching the black gold cane on the ground.

"Heh, it's true that I like money, but now I want fame more!"

"Compared to you as a shareholder, that playboy is what I want."

"right!"

At this time, Ah Fen at the side echoed.

"You're a fart!"

"Who knows who you are!"

"I've been sitting in the coffee shop opposite the Stark Industrial Building for almost a week!"

"I didn't see any figure of your playboy."

"I waited for so long, and finally caught you, an old gangster, back, bah, bad luck!"