Chapter 37

And not just once, he had deep exchanges with her.

According to Isabella, the experience was very good.

She even frequently took the initiative to find Karl.

After all, Karl had also watched the Twilight movie in his previous life.

It was rare to encounter her in a welfare segment, so he naturally wouldn't miss it.

As for her performance just now, hmm...

"Elektra!"

A few minutes after Isabella left, an old man with graying hair walked over.

"Dad."

Elektra greeted him.

The old man, seeing Karl, also smiled and greeted him.

"Karl, you're here too?"

"Mm."

"Hello, Nicholas."

"How has your health been lately?"

Karl also responded with a smile.

"Thanks to you, it's not bad."

After chatting for a while, Nicholas saw a middle-aged fat man and said to Karl.

"Karl, I see a friend, I'll leave for a moment."

"You and Elektra just play around here; I'll call you when it's time to leave."

"Okay."

After saying this, Nicholas left.

Regarding this father of Elektra,

Karl had also known him for several years.

At the very beginning,

according to Elektra, he had caught them dating and had opposed it.

Then, a few days later, he suddenly agreed.

Elektra was a bit strange at the time, not knowing what was going on.

Karl, however, vaguely guessed some of it.

It was probably that he had found out about his assets?

Otherwise, there was no other possibility.

At this moment, Karl actually saw an acquaintance not far away.

Kingpin, sturdy as a small mountain, holding a cane.

Seeing Karl look over, Kingpin raised his glass to signal and then drained the champagne in his hand.

Karl didn't say anything upon seeing this and also took a sip of wine.

However, he only drank a little.

Kingpin didn't mind so much; seeing Karl give him face, he felt relieved.

Knowing Karl's strength, he was afraid that Karl would dissolve him.

It was better to stay far away.

Moreover, he was particularly fearful and guilty right now.

He had to hurry and find his underling.

To rescind the order to assassinate Nicholas and his daughter.

How did Nicholas's daughter know Karl?

And looking at it, Nicholas and the other party were also very familiar!

Looking at that intimate appearance, could there be some relationship between the two?

To be on the safe side, regardless of whether there was or not,

Kingpin decided not to bother with Nicholas anymore.

Anyway, he could find other partners.

If it really didn't work out, he could just invest the capital himself and buy fewer arms.

After all, things involving Karl were not to be trifled with.

One careless move, and you'd lose your life.

Actually, Kingpin didn't know.

Karl had no intention of killing him for the time being.

After all, this person still owed him 8 billion dollars.

If he killed him, where would he go to get the money?

Could it be that he would kill Kingpin and then accept his assets?

That wasn't what Karl wanted.

Karl already had enough real estate.

He had no interest in managing companies or anything like that.

After all, he had even sold the company left behind by the old man who raised him.

He really had no interest or talent for it.

Therefore, Karl had never thought about killing Kingpin.

Unless the other party provoked him.

Kingpin searched for a while and finally found his underling.

"Cancel the assassination of Nicholas and his daughter."

"Yes."

Although the underling was confused in his heart, he was very sensible and didn't ask.

After all, the majesty of Kingpin, this big boss, was not to be questioned.

"That bastard Tony Stark only cares about wining and dining."

"The planning of Stark Industries is all handled by you, Dad; why is he the chairman? And this person is too arrogant; I hate him very much."

"He actually doesn't remember what my name is!"

In a luxury car.

The young man in the driver's seat kept complaining to the bald man in the back row.

"Don't worry, I have arrangements."

The bald old man in the back row smiled confidently.

"It won't be long before Stark Industries is mine!"

"Really? That's great!"

"When that time comes, I must ruthlessly humiliate that guy Tony Stark."

The old man smiled indifferently upon hearing this.

In his heart, he was thinking that if the plan went smoothly,

I'm afraid by that time, you won't be able to see him anymore.

The bald old man in the back row was named Obadiah Stane.

That is, the Iron Monger of the Marvel world.

Obadiah, one of the veterans of Stark Industries.

He was ambitious and had long coveted the position of chairman of Stark Industries.

Not long ago, he had already made the arrangements.

When Tony went to the Middle East, he would be kidnapped and killed by the Ten Rings.

In this way, he would be able to take control of Stark Industries.

And the person driving in the front seat was his son.

Zach Stane.

Yes, his biological son.

Because his father was a veteran of Stark Industries.

Zach was a rich kid through and through.

Originally, he had a decent impression of Tony Stark.

After all, Tony Stark’s life was truly enviable.

All kinds of halos gathered in one person.

To be honest, as a fellow rich kid, Zach even admired him.

After all, Tony Stark was a famous genius.

However.

At a cocktail party hosted by Stark Industries.

After Tony Stark called his name wrong twice in a row.

Zach Stane couldn't take it anymore.

He wanted to explode right then and there and confront him.

But he was stopped by his father.

This made Zach even more annoyed with Tony Stark.

Hearing his father say that he would replace Tony Stark.

Zach was, of course, very happy.

"By the way, Dad."

Zach thought for a moment and asked cautiously.

"Won't we be suspected by Stark if we attend this party?"

Obadiah smiled confidently: "Don't worry, son."

"He doesn't have time to pay attention to us now."

"If my plan goes smoothly, Tony Stark will never come back from now on." "That's great!"

Zach was very delighted.

"Well, hurry up and drive."

"Okay."

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the Four Seasons Hotel in Manhattan.

The father and son got out of the car and walked straight to the eighth floor.

"Dad, I've heard of this Kingpin guy too."

On the way, Zach couldn't help but ask.

"He seems like bad news. Won't cooperating with him have a negative impact on us?" Zach certainly had no qualms about selling arms privately for profit.

After all, this stuff really made money.

However, cooperating with the notorious Kingpin.

required careful consideration.

After all, Kingpin was right there in New York City.

If they sold to him privately and the authorities found out.

Even their Stark Industries would be in trouble.

Because.

Stark Industries had very close cooperation with the authorities.