Chapter 1659

Justice, ridiculous reason. Although there are 10,000 excuses to snort disdainfully for this reason. But Stark not at all, any more nonsense at this time.

Because he knows his own identity. As a righteous betrayer, a person who is willing to fall. Even if it is the saliva that can fill a reservoir, it is absolutely impossible to make a righteous practitioner stop owning. This is useless work, and smart people never do useless work.

So, he just prayed silently in his heart, praying that Peter will not make mistakes and not involve himself in the law. Although he had guessed it, it was almost impossible. But he still had a fluke for this.

What if the little spider listened to him? What if he wants to understand later?

Thinking about it, there was a sudden burst of anger in Stark's heart. This anger is not against others, but against himself.

He hates and hates oneself in all aspects.

Obviously, they have already chosen their current path, their current position. Why are you still obsessed with everything before. Obviously we already know and understand, and the final relationship will inevitably break, but why is it still uncertain?

He attributed this to the weakness and incompetence of own. I think this is the weakness of the own nature. So as it should be by rights, he became angry.

Since it is starting to be angry, it is natural to vent it. In front of him is the last sign of a oneself friend, and of course he is impossible to attack him. But after leaving here, there will be no such scruples.

Fortunately, he still knows some sense. It just vented the flame hair on those useless stones and pillars. Instead of hitting the tombstone and disturbing the dead. Although this kind of behavior is not worthy of praise, it also gives the secret observer a better understanding of him.

"It's not too bad. No, it can even be said to have an unexpected surprise."

The secret peeper, also called Ancient One, quietly walked away from the shadows. Come out, and mutter to himself in the direction Stark is leaving.

She is here to find Stark. However, to be cautious and conservative, she not at all showed up directly to communicate with him. Instead, he is observing in secret, judging whether he is worthy of own trust.

This is not an efficient method. But Ancient One already knew the problems that oneself would have in vision. So she can only use this stupid way to ensure the correctness of oneself's behavior. But she was lucky, and soon encountered such a turning point in her search for Stark. And the presentation of this scene also gave her an extra choice beyond her original plan.

Are you cooperating with the president of the Stark government as originally planned? Or do you cooperate with the youngster who hates hatred and doesn't understand the slightest compromise?

These are the two choices in front of Ancient One, and faced with such a choice. Ancient One thought about it for a moment, and then started talking to himself.

"From the feeling, I think the youngster named Peter may be a good choice. After all, distinguishing good from evil and adhering to principles are the most important basic conditions. But they seem to be lonely , And also be restricted by the existence of the government, so is it really the right choice to choose them as partners?"

"In contrast, Stark's performance disappointed me a bit. But I have to admit that his approach may be the most correct approach. Sacrifice the ego and achieve the greater ego. Maybe I didn’t agree with such a guy before. But now, I have to admit that if he did nothing For other motives. Then his behavior is undoubtedly more noble and more commendable. Such a person is worthy of trust and worthy of cooperation. So..."

There is no more below, This meant that she began to think deeply and make choices. But thinking about it, she laughed suddenly. Because she discovered that oneself has entered a misunderstanding.

"Who has stipulated that I can only seek cooperation in one aspect? Maybe it is better to go hand in hand, isn't it?"

Finally, I said to myself. In a word, she was like a shadow in a mirror, instantly disappearing under the broad daylight. When she appeared again, she had already appeared in a black Cadillac, the president's car.

A person suddenly appeared in the car, but neither the driver in front nor the bodyguard on the co-pilot noticed it. This was originally a strange thing. However, Stark had seen too many bizarre things after all, so he was only briefly surprised for a while, then he sank his face and said to Ancient One with a gloomy expression.

"I don’t think I’m doing a taxi, and I shouldn’t have invited any guests."

"Of course, the President. I’m turning up without being invited , So if there is any offense, please forgive me!"

Ancient One also knows that the way oneself came is a bit inappropriate, so she can only use words to express her own kindness and innocence. harm.

However, if Stark was such an easy person to be persuaded by words, he wouldn't be sitting in this position now.

So at the moment, he has already stretched out his own hand, and the Blink on his metal-colored skin is throbbing lightning and powerful energy. He obviously guessed what kind of existence oneself was facing, and he also knew that the way of dealing with ordinary persons might be useless for them. So he chose a more direct way, both by means of military force threats. Come to Ancient One, the uninvited guest to question.

"First talk about who you are? Then talk about the purpose of your presence here? Through your performance, I may choose a more appropriate way to treat you. Of course, if you If your performance does not satisfy me, I think you will inevitably suffer. Don’t think you are a woman and I won’t beat you. If I get angry, even myself will be afraid!"

" The way you threaten people is very special." With a wry smile, Ancient One looked at the natural phenomenon on Stark, and his eyes began to show a little peculiar expression. "In addition, the characteristics of your body are also very special."

"I can feel a part of the divine force in your body. In situations like this, it usually only appears in God, or The gods who have God bloodline. If you don’t know about you, maybe I think you are descendants of a certain Demi-God. But, I know your father, Howard. I’m pretty sure, he is just an ordinary It’s just a mortal. So, unless you are not his own. Otherwise, the only explanation is that your power is acquired by you."

"This kind of person did not appear in the past, but It’s always just a few of the few. So I have to say, you are lucky. Moreover, this divine force always gives me a familiar feeling. Well, the feeling from the Celtic god. It’s a vow of victory. The sword? The Silver Hand Nuada?"

This is some kind of temptation. After all, as Paragon sorcerer, after witnessing the erosion of this World by gods and demons, she as it should be by rights has to doubt some abnormal Gods Vestige.

It can be said that she is now wondering if Stark is also reduced to God's lackey, becoming a medium and pawn for Nuada to return to this World. This is also the reason for her temptation. If his answer does not satisfy her, or if there is something to deceive her. Then she doesn't mind dispelling the divine force on him and let him completely become a mortal realm.

This is not a cracking a joke thing. Paragon sorcerer, who can compete with the gods and demons, wants to deal with a guy who can only be regarded as Demi-God at best. Her magic methods are even in awe of gods and demons, not to mention trifling Demi-God.

However, Stark is not the real Demi-God after all. All his power changes come from accidents. Therefore, he did not understand the meaning of Ancient One, but asked her with some doubts.

"What damned thing are you talking about? Do you want to be suspicious? If it is such a small trick, I would advise you not to play tricks in front of me. This is nothing to your situation. The help, even saying, may make your situation worse!"

"Do you really not understand what I mean? Mr. Stark."

"Listen to what you mean, as if I have to figure out what you mean." With a foolish expression, he looked at Ancient One sorcerer carefully. He said with some uncertainty. "Wait, you just said you know my father. Who are you? I don't remember that you are among my father's friends."

"Friends? no no no, I and you father It's not a friend. Of course, it's not an enemy. At best, we are just a friend. I deliberately took a look at her to see what the smart and admirable youngster looked like. He Very good, it has brought me considerable wealth in just over ten years. This kind of good thing is not something that can be encountered at all times."

Ancient One's answer made Stark more and more Feeling strange, he even felt that this was some kind of unrealistic bragging, not a fact that could be believed. But he himself also knew that this strange guy had no reason to deceive the owner about this kind of thing, so he could only look at her solemnly and ask questions again.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Me? You can call me Paragon sorcerer. Your Excellency."

With a bright smile, Ancient One had already put own hand under the arm that Stark threatened her. The magic began to work, and the divine force flowing in his hand began to dim and fade. This as it should be by rights shocked Stark, but what surprised him even more was the following words from Ancient One.