Chapter 79

Facing the swarm of bodyguards, Chu Yang lifted Happy, who was still in a daze, into the air.

"Fuck! You aren't thinking of..." Happy struggled desperately, shouting in terror: "No! Put me down, quick!"

Chu Yang pretended not to hear him, and when the bodyguards opposite gathered together, he threw Happy out without a moment's hesitation.

Just like playing bowling.

The crowd of bodyguards opposite were all knocked head over heels by Happy.

"Being sturdy is truly a good thing!" Chu Yang couldn't help but exclaim.

With many people cushioning his fall, Happy didn't suffer any injuries; he struggled to crawl out of the pile of bodies, then unleashed a torrent of verbal abuse at Chu Yang.

Chu Yang kindly reminded him: "Be careful, someone is coming from behind!"

"You..."

Just as Happy was about to curse, a whistling sound suddenly rang in his ears. Decades of reflexes honed from a career as a boxer made him instinctively duck.

A sudden electric baton grazed the top of Happy's head.

"Again?" Happy couldn't help but complain.

There were so many bodyguards here; he knocked one batch down, and another batch came.

Happy turned around and threw a fierce punch at the enemy, hitting the opponent in the abdomen!

A one-punch K. O.!

"Nice hit."

"Stop watching and run already!"

"Aren't you still trying to find out news about Tony Stark?"

"They've made it clear they don't want me inside; do you think he doesn't recognize me?"

Someone didn't want Tony Stark to return, so naturally, they didn't want Happy asking about his whereabouts everywhere.

Chu Yang realized this point.

"Today is my first day on the job; if I just leave like this, my performance record will look terrible."

Chu Yang strode toward the center of the bustling crowd.

"Today doesn't count! Tomorrow is the official start!"

Happy reached out to grab Chu Yang's clothes, but was skillfully dodged.

"You just wait at the entrance."

As he spoke, Chu Yang was already surrounded by black-clad bodyguards, leaving no room to pass.

Before long, Happy, standing outside, could no longer see his figure at all.

"Fuck, they have guns, how can your fists beat that?!"

Happy cursed angrily and reached for his waist; he actually carried a gun too, but he hadn't used it for fear of escalating the conflict. But given the current situation, he had no choice.

"Ahhh!!!"

A series of completely different screams rang out, giving Happy a start. He poked his head out to look and saw people constantly flying out from the center of the dance floor.

A moment later, the bar was filled with black-clad bodyguards who had all fainted.

The remaining small portion also scattered in an instant.

Chu Yang turned his head and gave Happy an 'OK' sign with a smile.

"Your fists are truly hard..."

Happy suddenly felt his mouth go dry.

This level of skill didn't seem to need his training; he could go straight on stage to collect an award.

Bang! A flash of fire erupted on the second floor of the bar; Chu Yang tilted his head, and a bullet grazed his temple and shot into the floor.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Now everyone in the bar went crazy, rushing out in a panic; brawling and a gunfight were two different things.

Happy pulled a pistol from his waist, preparing to fight back, but Chu Yang's movements were faster. He grabbed a wine bottle from nearby, threw it back, and precisely blew the head off the gunman on the second floor.

While people were fleeing the bar, more gunmen began to appear on the second floor.

Subsequently, gunfire rang out one after another. The first floor was quickly covered by dense firepower; the bottles at the bar were smashed to pieces, and expensive liquor spilled all over the floor.

Using Observation Haki, Chu Yang predicted the trajectory of every bullet in advance.

While dodging, he picked up the playing cards scattered on the wine table.

Then, he imbued the cards with Armament Haki; in this way, the cards became sharp blades.

Chu Yang flicked his fingers, launching the cards one by one. Each card accurately sliced across the gunmen's wrists, severing their tendons along with the flesh! The cards drew perfect arcs in the air, eventually returning to Chu Yang's hands.

There was no more gunfire in the bar, only wails echoing one after another.

"What was that just now? Chinese Kung Fu?"

A shocked Happy walked in from outside, looking at the defeated soldiers on the ground, making the gesture of throwing cards while pursing his lips, "Chiu chiu chiu chiu chiu chiu..."

"Stop 'chiu-ing'. Little Li Flying Dagger, never misses its target, understand?"

Chu Yang complained in his native tongue, and Happy, who couldn't understand, looked at him in total confusion.

"I thought how many people were coming from outside, but it turns out there are only two." A fat man wearing a trench coat and smoking a cigar appeared on the second floor, surrounded by bodyguards. He looked around, then revealed a surprised expression.

"Happy Hogan? We can be considered old acquaintances; there's no need to come over and give me such a big gift, right?"

The fat man had a long, narrow scar under his right eye. As he squinted, his entire face looked exceptionally ferocious.

The fat man took a deep breath, and a third of the cigar in his hand vanished instantly. As he exhaled, his big mouth spewed smoke like a steam train.

Happy asked: "Gustav, can we talk in private?"

Gustav was silent for a moment, looked down at Chu Yang standing beside Happy, then nodded, signaling his bodyguards to leave temporarily.

Only the three of them remained in the empty bar.

"Gustav, over these years, you've made quite a lot of money on the black market for arms by relying on Stark Industries."

"Happy, I know what you mean, but I really can't help you with this favor." Gustav shook his head.

"If Tony can't come back, do you think your business can continue?" Happy said.

"Sigh..."

Gustav sighed deeply, as if he had some unspeakable hidden trouble.

Chu Yang knew he must have been warned by Obadiah Stane. As a participant in the underground black market, it was impossible for Gustav and Obadiah not to have had dealings.

Happy stared at Gustav, "You know news of Tony, right?"

Gustav smoked the rest of the cigar in one go, then smashed the butt hard on the ground, "Happy, Tony Stark has already been kidnapped by local terrorists; he can't possibly come back. You're wasting your effort doing this, understand?"

Happy asked coldly: "Where is he?"

"Oh, God!"

Gustav couldn't resist him and could only curse at the air, then spilled all the information he knew.

He had had one transaction with the group of terrorists who kidnapped Tony Stark and knew their location, but he wasn't sure if they had relocated.

"Don't tell anyone it was me who told you!"

"Got it!"

Happy left the place, satisfied, with Chu Yang in tow.

Subsequently, Gustav's bodyguards reappeared on the second floor. Someone stood behind him and whispered: "Boss, why did you have to tell them? We could have just killed..."

"Kill my ass!" Gustav glared at him and roared: "You've followed me for so many years and have no eye for detail! That young man standing next to Happy, do you think he's an ordinary person?"

"If I hadn't told them, he could have killed us all by himself. He's very likely a mutant... forget it!"

Gustav only said half of what he meant, his expression inscrutable.

After learning Tony Stark's specific location, Happy was very excited and immediately dialed Pepper Potts.

"Ms. Potts, I've found news about Tony; please help me prepare a plane!"

He was going to Afghanistan tonight to save Tony!

Pepper on the other end of the phone was pleasantly surprised, but after calming down, she said: "No, Happy, we have to notify the military and let them go save Tony!"

"I don't trust those guys. I suspect someone is deliberately hiding the news and doesn't want Tony to come back. I'm going to save him myself. Trust me, I met a powerful guy today; I'm confident."

"A powerful guy? Who is it?! Happy, you can't entrust your life to a guy you've known for less than twenty-four hours on the street!"

Chu Yang heard Pepper's complaint through the phone and nodded to himself. What she said made a lot of sense, but clearly, Happy wasn't listening.

"Listen, Pepper, you can notify the military or whoever you want, but I must go save Tony myself. Damn it! If I had been by his side before, he would never have been kidnapped by any terrorists!"

Pepper heard the guilt in Happy's heart; everything the other party said just now was actually an excuse, and only this sentence was true.

He regretted not fulfilling his duty as a bodyguard! "Alright then, I'll arrange a plane for you, but you have to promise me, absolutely don't do anything reckless; it will harm Tony!"

"I promise you, Pepper, I will definitely bring Tony back."

Chu Yang felt a headache listening to this, especially when Happy was frantically setting up a flag. He really wanted to sew Happy's mouth shut.

After hanging up, Happy hailed a taxi on the side of the road, but after getting in, he found Chu Yang still standing outside and hurriedly shouted: "Get in the car! We don't have time to waste now!"

Chu Yang looked at him with a troubled expression, "It should be time to get off work now. I know America is a capitalist country, but we should still respect labor laws..."

After speaking, Chu Yang turned and left. Happy's eyes widened; he didn't expect this guy really intended to get off work! "Fuck!" Happy hurriedly got out of the car and grabbed Chu Yang, "You aren't thinking of letting me go to Afghanistan alone, are you?"

Chu Yang rolled his eyes: "You were planning on going alone in the first place."

"That was before I met you. Now I must take you! If it weren't for you today, I reckon I would have already been turned into a sieve!"

"Taking me to Afghanistan will also result in being turned into a sieve!"

"I believe you can protect me and Tony!"

"Bullshit! Can you equate a pistol with an RPG? Just one shot, and all three of us will be blown to ashes!"

"Tell me, what will it take for you to agree to go to Afghanistan with me."

"Need more money!"

Happy: "..."

Chu Yang said: "I'm just a bodyguard. To go to Afghanistan and face terrorists for that little bit of salary, won't your conscience hurt?"

When Chu Yang said this, Happy's conscience did indeed ache slightly. He and Tony were good friends and could spare no cost to rescue the other, but Chu Yang had no need for this at all.

"How about doubling the salary?"

"Heh!"

"Triple!"

"Psh~~~"

"Five times!"

"Tsk tsk..."

"Ten times!"

Happy's eyes were red. If Chu Yang didn't agree, he might start biting people.

"Deal!"

Chu Yang revealed a hearty smile.

"Leaving now?"

"Off the clock, we'll talk tomorrow."

An enraged Happy let out a roar that shocked the entire street!

"Fuck!"

Afghanistan.

This place belongs to a subtropical arid climate, dry and with little rain all year round, with severe cold in winter and scorching heat in summer.

And the current season is at the peak of the heat.

Even sitting inside the plane, Chu Yang could feel the temperature rising in a straight line.

The clothes on Happy, this big fat man, were already soaked through.

Looking out, besides the desert, there were large numbers of rugged mountains nearby; it was difficult for the plane to find a safe landing spot.

Continuing to fly forward would easily alert the group of terrorists who kidnapped Tony Stark, and at that point, they would directly use cannons to blast them.

"Get ready, we're going to parachute out."

"What?"

"Damn it, if we fly any further, we'll fly right into their home!"

Happy hurriedly took out a map to compare carefully. After understanding, he pressed the intercom button on his seat to contact the pilot in the cockpit, preparing to do as Chu Yang said.

But for some reason, the pilot did not respond to Happy and was still flying straight ahead.

Happy anxiously pressed it a few more times, "Damn it, it broke at this critical moment!"

"Broke my ass, that's a total disaster!" Chu Yang whistled, "They clearly intend to send us to throw ourselves into the net; we've been schemed against, idiot."

"Schemed against?" Happy stared with wide eyes, revealing a clear sense of stupidity.

Chu Yang reminded him: "The problem isn't the military; it's inside your Stark Industries. Someone in the upper management hopes Tony Stark dies in Afghanistan!"

"Last night, that lady named Pepper, besides notifying the military, must have also notified someone in the group's upper management. The news leaked, and naturally, we suffered along with it. They intend to send us to reunite with Tony Stark, and they won't even be suspected."

Happy slammed his fist hard onto the seat. Even as slow as he was, he could hear the subtext in Chu Yang's words; the other party had almost named names.

"What do we do now? The cockpit is separated by bulletproof material; we can't open it from the outside at all."

Happy paced back and forth anxiously in the cabin.

Chu Yang walked to the cockpit door, and after a few punches, the door made of special material was completely deformed.

Happy froze in place, then slowly gave a thumbs up.

The pilot behind the door was terrified and scrambled to pull out a gun, but was punched in the temple by Chu Yang, his helmet and eyeball exploding together.

The co-pilot was scared to the point of wetting himself, trembling as he raised his hands to indicate he had no intention of resisting.

Seeing this, Chu Yang immediately roared: "Hold the control stick! Fuck!"

The co-pilot hurriedly grabbed the control stick.

"Where are the parachutes?"

"Right under our seats."

"Only two?"

"Yes, only two."

"Let me guess, you guys tampered with this plane, intending to create a plane crash accident, right?"

"Yes..."

Chu Yang took out the two remaining parachute backpacks, then gave the co-pilot a look of 'pray for your own luck'.

The pilot, who was beyond tears, gripped the control stick tightly.

From this moment on, this plane had merged with his life.

Chu Yang threw a backpack to Happy, and after he put it on, Chu Yang opened the plane's cabin door, kicked Happy, who was beside him, out, and then jumped out himself.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

"Saving Private Tony, starting now!"

Caves appear at the intersection of deserts, Gobi, and mountains, and the depths of the caves are interconnected, quite like the saying 'a wily rabbit has three burrows'.

This terrain is often the favorite of terrorists; it is their natural military base and can also shield them from the reconnaissance of fighter jets.

The most famous playboy in America—Tony Stark—is now staying in such a cave.

Having lost his decent suit and without beauties and fine wine for company, only a vest stained with oil remained, making this billionaire look very disheveled.

A hole had appeared in Tony's chest, filled with a crude electromagnetic device.

Ever since he was blown up by his own missile, there were many scattered shrapnel pieces in Tony's body.

The electromagnetic device would attract these shrapnel pieces, preventing them from flowing into his heart along with his blood.

The person who made the electromagnetic device and helped Tony complete the surgery was named Yinsen; he was an important factor in Tony Stark becoming Iron Man.

The terrorists forced Tony to help them make weapons.

In order to resist, and also to escape from here, Tony asked Yinsen to help him extract palladium from numerous weapons to build a small reactor to replace the simple electromagnetic device in his chest.

Through their joint efforts, the reactor was successfully built and worked normally, replacing the electromagnetic device in Tony's chest.

Tony took out a pile of blueprints from the corner and slowly unfolded them under Yinsen's curious gaze.

"Great art." Yinsen exclaimed while looking at the iron armor on the blueprints, but couldn't help but ask in confusion: "However, can this thing move?"

"Excuse me, are you doubting my ability?" Tony raised his head and said proudly: "Mr. Yinsen, standing before you is the CEO of Stark Industries, the person in the world who knows the most about making weapons!"

Yinsen smiled and didn't respond, just kept rubbing the blueprints with his fingers.

Time came to a week later...

It was exactly the day Chu Yang and the others arrived in the nearby area by plane.

Tony and Yinsen's work on the iron armor was discovered by the terrorists. In order to protect Tony so he could complete the final stage, Yinsen took a weapon and went out alone to fight the enemy.

"Hey! Yinsen! Come back!"

No matter how Tony called, he could no longer hear Yinsen's response.

"Damn it!"

Meanwhile, Chu Yang found the terrorists' base through Observation Haki.

And directed Happy to land nearby.

"We're really lucky."

"No, you should thank those two pilots for sending us directly here."

"Yes, I hope they are all well!"

Just as Happy finished speaking, the plane that had been carrying them landed straight on the hill next to the base; the violent explosion was not much different from a missile landing.

The terrorists at the base immediately swarmed out, filling the open space outside.

Looking at so many enemies in front of him, Happy suddenly felt his mouth go dry, coughed dryly, and said: "There are so many people, why don't we wait for the military? I think Pepper's words make sense; professional matters should be left to professional people."

Chu Yang looked at him with disdain and said, "Now is a good time to launch an attack. If we wait for them to shrink back into the cave, it will be even harder for us to fight our way in."

"Why must we attack head-on?" Happy gestured, "Have you seen spy movies? We could actually sneak in."

Chu Yang refuted mercilessly: "No, your figure is too conspicuous; spies aren't this fat."

Happy: "..."

Brother, at such a serious moment, do you still have to hurt me in this way?

Happy was very uncomfortable; he had already prepared to take bullets for Chu Yang.

"Da da da da da!!!"

Intense gunfire suddenly came from the cave.

Happy's expression changed, and he rushed out, so fast that Chu Yang couldn't even pull him back. This shows his loyalty to Tony Stark.

If he just let Happy rush out like this, he would definitely be turned into a sieve by the other side.

So Chu Yang secretly released Wood Release behind him, and a vine broke through the ground, tripping Happy to the ground.

The round body rolled all the way under the cover.

Happy looked up and found that the area was filled with weapons and ammunition.

At this time, the terrorists outside had not yet discovered them.

Chu Yang made a gesture of throwing something towards Happy.

Happy understood and turned to pick up a grenade from the pile of ammunition.

He threw it towards the place where there were many people.

Boom! The grenade exploded in the dense crowd!

Those terrorists who were still paying attention to the plane crash suffered countless casualties.

Happy didn't care about anything else and just kept burying his head and throwing bombs.

Everyone around was blown into a panic, and those who ran slowly were torn apart on the spot.

"So, don't watch the excitement if you have nothing to do!"

Chu Yang reached for his waist and took out a few playing cards, imbued them with Armament Haki, and threw them out, accurately hitting some enemies who were preparing to strafe in Happy's direction.

The cards were like sharp blades, slicing their heads open neatly. The way half of their brains slowly slid off looked wobbly, just like fresh tofu.

Fortunately, Happy was only focused on throwing bombs and didn't see this shocking scene, otherwise, he would definitely have vomited.

Because the flight of the cards made no sound, coupled with Chu Yang's super-high-speed movement, those terrorists couldn't detect the enemy's position at all and could only watch helplessly as their companions around them fell.

The leader of the terrorists heard the movement outside and thought the army had arrived, so he immediately called out the manpower that had just entered the cave to support.

Now there were only a few terrorists left in the cave, and Yinsen was temporarily in a stalemate with them.

"People came from outside? Is it the army? Or terrorists from other forces?"

Listening to the explosions outside, Yinsen was confused.

Happy, lying under the cover, was so scared by the intense gunfire that he didn't dare to look up at all.

After a long time, when the gunfire became weaker and weaker, he remembered Chu Yang.

"Why haven't I heard his voice for so long? He couldn't have been killed, could he?"

Happy gritted his teeth hard.

Risking the possibility of being shot, he left the cover.

"I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid!"

Happy kept hypnotizing himself, then fired wildly at his surroundings.

One of the bullets grazed Chu Yang's hair and flew out.

"Damn it."

Chu Yang was so angry he almost threw the playing cards in his hand.

After Happy rushed a certain distance...

He suddenly found that there was no more gunfire around; the only gunfire was coming from his side! "Where are the terrorists?"

Happy turned around, looking around in confusion.

"At your feet."

Hearing Chu Yang's reminder, Happy instinctively looked down, and his face quickly turned from white to green.

"Ugh!"

While Happy was clearing his stomach, Chu Yang walked into the cave.

It was very quiet inside, and you couldn't see your fingers in front of your face.

Chu Yang stopped.

Something seemed to be wriggling in the darkness.

Click~~~ The sound of a trigger being pulled followed.

Chu Yang's movements were faster.

The cards in his hand cut through the darkness and shot into the depths.

"Ah!"

The terrorist leader hiding in the darkness roared in a low voice, holding a bare, severed hand.

Pain and terror made his face look exceptionally ferocious.

He couldn't understand how Chu Yang discovered him.

The leader suppressed the pain from his severed hand, raised the RPG high, and fired a shot at Chu Yang's position.

Unfortunately, Chu Yang had already predicted his actions and disappeared the moment he fired.

"Fuck!"

The leader had an expression like he had seen a ghost.

He was preparing to fire another shot when the door behind him exploded.

An iron armor flashing with cold light appeared before his eyes.

The leader was stunned.

Bang! The iron armor raised its mechanical arm, and a cannon blast blew him away.

"Yinsen?!"

Tony, driving the iron armor, looked left and right, finally discovering Yinsen lying on the ground, and there was another person standing beside him. Tony immediately launched an attack.

In order to avoid the cannon accidentally injuring Yinsen, he chose to use a flamethrower to force back the person standing next to Yinsen.

A high-temperature snake of fire shot straight out from the nozzle.

The moment Chu Yang saw Iron Man appear, he thought the overall situation was settled, so he specifically came to look after the injured Yinsen.

But he didn't expect Tony to treat him as an enemy! The moment the high-temperature flamethrower sprayed...

Chu Yang flicked a card, severing the extended alloy gun barrel!

Tony: "???"

I must have seen it wrong! Tony felt his brain was hallucinating, actually seeing a playing card cut through the weapon of the iron armor.

He even saw the face of that playing card! Ace of Spades!

"Hey, boss, I'm an employee of Stark Industries, we're on the same side!"

"You're quite the joker, and your English is not bad either."

"I'm serious, today is my first day officially on the job."

"Shut up, you damn terrorist!"

Tony, who didn't believe Chu Yang at all, prepared to launch an attack. The huge iron armor faced Chu Yang, and the machine gun and cannon on its shoulders rotated at the same time.

"Tsk tsk, rich people are all impatient."

Under Chu Yang's control, each card hit the exposed solder joints of the iron armor, colliding with dazzling sparks.

After the sparks flashed more than a dozen times, Tony suddenly felt his body lighten.

Clang, clang~~~ The iron armor turned into a pile of scrap metal in an instant, falling off him one after another.

Suddenly, Tony felt like he was standing in front of Chu Yang stripped naked.

He awkwardly raised his hands and shook them at Chu Yang, "Hello!"

Chu Yang smacked his lips.

Now it's over! Tony's face was ashen, and he had already begun to imagine the scene of the terrorists executing him by firing squad in his mind.

"Cough, cough, cough, I promise I'll never play cards again in my life!"

Happy, who was about to vomit his internal organs, walked in from outside the cave, his footsteps unsteady. He didn't know how those people died at first, until he saw someone with a 9 of Hearts stuck in their head.

"Happy?!"

Tony looked at his bodyguard and friend, his pale face quickly turning rosy, and he shouted the other's name in surprise.

"Tony!"

Happy was equally excited.

Just as the two were about to have a fierce hug, Tony suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at Chu Yang in surprise, asking:

"Fuck! You really are my employee?!!!"

In the evening, the military locked onto the location of everyone through intense artillery fire.

Colonel Rhodes personally led a team to rescue Tony Stark.

After he arrived at the destination, he saw the devastated base, and his heart tightened.

With such an intense battle, even if they could find Tony, he would probably have been burned to ashes...

Thinking of this, Colonel Rhodes felt sorrow from his heart; a seven-foot-tall man, his eyes were reddening.

Beep, beep, beep~~~ His phone rang.

Unable to care about his sadness, Colonel Rhodes answered the phone.

"What?"

"He has already returned!"

"Having a party in the hospital?!!!"

"Fuck! Tony!"

Hospital.

"So you're saying that the boy who used playing cards to cut through steel is only 16 years old this year, is about to enter high school, and you just met him on the street?"

"And you've known him for less than twenty-four hours?!!!"

Tony, lying on the hospital bed, stared at Happy, dumbfounded, until he felt a bit embarrassed and shyly turned his body away.

"Can you be sure that the intelligence you found is all true? That kid looks like he escaped from some secret base..."

Tony still found it hard to believe. Whenever he thought of the armor he had painstakingly built being as fragile as tofu in front of that kid, it felt like ten thousand ants were crawling on his self-esteem.

"I'm sure!" Happy said seriously:

"Pepper used all the manpower and material resources of the group to investigate him."

"Yang grew up in a small town in the countryside. His parents and family were multi-generational Chinese immigrants who passed away when he was very young. He grew up relying on neighbors and welfare agencies in the town."

"He got into a public high school in Brooklyn, but for some reason, he didn't attend, choosing instead to wander the streets, and then he met me."

Hearing Brooklyn, Tony instinctively frowned and said in a tone of disdain: "If it were me, I wouldn't study there either. Tsk tsk, Brooklyn? That place can only produce thugs and junkies!"

"Please watch your language, Mr. Stark." Pepper heard Tony's terrible remarks as soon as she entered the ward, so she reminded him angrily: "If you say that, it will be seen as discrimination in the public eye, which is very bad for the image of Stark Industries!"

"I apologize!" Tony raised his hands high, "Although I was evaluating it objectively, you're right, Ms. Potts."

Pepper had long been used to Tony's shamelessness, and she said helplessly: "I've found all the information you wanted. Now we should talk about how to deal with that boy."

"My God! He's only 16! And he was forced to go to the Afghan battlefield to save someone!"

"Happy, do you know how many laws we've broken just because he's a minor?"

"You said you met a powerful guy on the street, but you didn't say he was a minor!"

By the end, Pepper was almost roaring.

The huge volume made Happy feel like he was standing in the center of a storm.

"Hey, you know, I've always been bad at distinguishing the faces of Asians." Happy wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and complained: "Under normal circumstances, a minor couldn't beat up so many black men."

Tony nodded empathetically and said: "Under normal circumstances, a minor couldn't destroy my armor with playing cards."

"Perhaps he has some special skills? Don't forget, he's Chinese!" Pepper couldn't be bothered to listen to the excuses of these two bastards and said angrily: "How are we going to deal with him?!"

Tony and Happy looked at each other and answered in unison.

"Of course, keep him!!!"

"I'll say it again, he's a minor, we can't hire him! That's against the law!"

Pepper roared angrily!

She felt that Tony and Happy hadn't listened to a word she said just now! "Oh, oh! Calm down, Ms. Potts!"

Tony was startled and hurriedly explained: "I know he's a minor, and I know he has no family left in the world. According to the regulations, the Stark Foundation can sponsor his schooling. Do you understand what I mean?"

Now Pepper understood: gain guardianship of Chu Yang in the name of Stark Industries.

Tony smiled: "Find him a good school. As a trade, I need him to help me do some small tests."

Pepper suddenly thought of something and asked: "Help you test the strength of those iron toys?"

"Hey! You can't insult my crystallization of wisdom like that!" Tony said in anger and shame: "The previous one could only be considered a semi-finished product, which is why it was so fragile!"

"A semi-finished product broken by playing cards, isn't that just a toy?" Pepper mocked, then left the ward without looking back.

She wasn't worried about Tony's health; after all, how bad could the body of someone who could hold a party in a hospital be? Happy stood quietly to the side, trying his best not to look like a third wheel while the two were bickering.

As Tony's friend and bodyguard, he was well aware of the inexplicable feelings between Pepper and Tony.

"She doesn't understand anything!" Tony's face was red with anger, and he kept defending himself: "I'm sure there must be something wrong with those playing cards. Damn it, I should have taken some when I left!"

Happy reminded him thoughtfully: "Gustav has a lot of them. If you need them, I can get a few boxes for you."

Tony: "..."

With the help of Stark Industries, the school Chu Yang attended changed from the Brooklyn neighborhood to the best middle school in New York City.

But Chu Yang still had no intention of going to school.

For this reason, the kind-hearted Ms. Pepper specifically found the small motel where Chu Yang was staying, sat on a rotten sofa worth 50 dollars, and had a heart-to-heart talk with Chu Yang.

She hadn't seen Chu Yang killing all sides in the terrorist base. In her eyes, Chu Yang was just a 16-year-old boy tricked by Happy into going to the battlefield.

Even if this boy was very skilled, he was still a child who needed to go to school and receive an education.

"Ms. Potts, the main reason I don't go to school, besides the fact that the school is indeed very bad, is more importantly, at this stage, it's difficult for me to learn the knowledge I need from an ordinary high school."

Chu Yang explained politely, his tone calm and composed, not at all like an adolescent boy planning to drop out.

Pepper looked at him in surprise and asked: "Yang, do you mean to say that you have already self-studied the high school curriculum?"

Chu Yang nodded and said: "Yes, Ms. Potts."

With the talent blessing of numerous clones, knowledge of just the high school curriculum certainly couldn't stump Chu Yang.

Pepper advised: "Even so, for your future, I still suggest you study systematically and then enter an excellent university for further studies."

"Working at Stark Industries and sitting in an office is much safer than being a bodyguard with Happy."

Chu Yang shrugged and said: "You might not believe it, but as long as I want to, I can get into any university."

Pepper was a little angry. In Chu Yang, she saw some stubbornness extremely similar to Tony's.

This was not a good thing, especially for a boy of this age.

"OK, if you pass my test, I won't offer any more opinions on your studies, okay?"

"Okay, Ms. Potts."

Subsequently, Pepper tested Chu Yang on some high school knowledge, and then...

Pepper began to give some questions that were beyond the syllabus.

Half an hour later.

Pepper fell into silence.

She began to realize the seriousness of the problem.

The next day.

Pepper came to the hospital again in her busy schedule.

"You've been coming a bit frequently lately, which makes me very happy." Tony beamed with joy and winked at Happy, who was watching the show on the side.

Happy's mouth curled up slightly.

Pepper didn't notice the tacit understanding between the two big men, walked straight to Tony, placed a report in front of him, and said seriously: "I think you should re-learn about that boy."

"Which one?" Tony was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized under Pepper's burning gaze, "The card boy?"

Happy coughed dryly and reminded: "Yang."

"Oh, okay." Tony awkwardly picked up the report on the hospital bed. After reading it for a while, his expression became as serious as Pepper's.

"I'd like to ask, what is the probability that a random person met on the street has an IQ similar to mine?"

"Haha, what nonsense are you talking about? This probability is about the same as winning the lottery, probably around 0.000001%."

Just as Happy finished speaking, Tony and Pepper stared at him in unison.

A few seconds later, Happy shuddered violently.

"Congratulations on winning the prize..."

Stark Industries.

"Who can tell me why that idiot bodyguard could destroy the terrorist base and bring Tony back from Afghanistan?"

"I spent millions of dollars, and all I got was a crashed plane and two charred corpses?"

Obadiah Stane was roaring at his phone. The kidnapping he had meticulously planned was actually ruined by an idiot fat man weighing over two hundred pounds.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, then said cautiously: "That day, besides Happy Hogan, there was another person on the plane."

Obadiah Stane sneered: "Haha, a Chinese boy who just turned 16? You want to tell me he did all this?"

"This joke isn't funny at all. I'd rather believe that idiot Happy mutated into Captain America."

The other end of the phone could no longer find an excuse and could only apologize repeatedly.

The ferocious-looking Obadiah hung up the phone.

But soon, he returned to normal and kept practicing keeping a smile.

Tony Stark was being discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and a press conference was to be held. Obadiah couldn't show the slightest expression of resentment.

"However, why on earth did Happy want to take a 16-year-old boy to save Tony?"

"That kid, no matter how much I investigate, is just an ordinary Chinese person, even an orphan."

"What secret is he hiding?"

Meanwhile, in another high-rise building, a black man with an eye patch was also asking the same question.

It's just that his intelligence seemed to be more than Obadiah's.

"Being able to cause a scene in Gustav's bar with just playing cards, then leaving unscathed, and even being able to go to the Afghan battlefield to save people. Tony Stark's new friend, no matter how you look at it, doesn't seem like an ordinary person..."

(End of chapter)