Chapter 15 Today's Stark is very noisy

"Of course, but if it were him, he would definitely say——"

Leon said in a long voice: "Pepper, I have many habits, but the only thing I don't have is nostalgia, so you can deal with this thing, smash it or burn it, it's up to you."

"Puchi~" Leon imitated it so well that Pepper couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She looked at the Ark reactor in her hand and couldn't get enough of it.

"That's exactly what he would say." Pepper smiled. "Where is he now?"

Leon shrugged, "He was sleeping. He was doing research all night for the past few days, so I knocked him out."

"No sleep for days? Oh my god, Leon, you did the right thing. Is he in the bedroom now?"

"Of course, you should go up and see him."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away!" Pepper nodded repeatedly and left the laboratory with brisk and hurried steps.

Before leaving, she did not forget to look back: “Leon, you too, you have to pay attention to rest, understand!”

“I know, I know!” Leon smiled widely. “After I finish packing these little gadgets, I’ll go take a rest.”

Pepper gave him an affirmative look: "That's the best!"

Watching Pepper disappear into the corridor, Leon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew...solved!"

Jarvis said: "Master Lyon, is it really okay for you to do this? Mr. Stark didn't..."

"What's the big deal? If it weren't for me, Tony would definitely have handed the Ark reactor to Pepper to deal with, and what he said would definitely be similar to what I imitated."

Leon didn’t care: “Simulate it yourself and see if it’s the result?”

Jarvis paused for a few seconds. "Zizizi... Based on Mr. Stark's past behavior patterns, the simulation results are 83% similar."

"Yeah, I just beautified the process."

Leon spread his hands: "As far as the result is concerned, Pepper got happiness, Tony got happiness, and I got free time, a win-win for all three!"

Jarvis immediately said: "Mr. Stark will be grateful to you if he knows."

Leon raised an eyebrow: "He must be grateful! Okay, now that no one is interrupting, let's officially start making the armor!"

…………

When Tony woke up again, the world seemed a little strange.

Pepper became very gentle.

Jarvis always asked him how he was feeling today.

As for Leon, this treacherous boy, he was not even allowed to enter the laboratory!

That's his own laboratory!

Humph, judging from the way Leon is being secretive, maybe he is unable to make the armor and is afraid of being embarrassed, so he refuses to reveal anything!

Tony guessed maliciously after realizing that he had slept all day.

"Very good!" Tony walked into the underground garage angrily and began to assemble his own armor.

“Even if I can’t get into the lab, I will beat Leon in the competition two days later, and then pour a cup of heated cola into his mouth!”

"Now, Daidai, go push the bracket over here! And then Benben..."

Tony waited for a while and realized something was wrong: "DaDa? Where are you? And Benny?"

He looked around and found that none of his intelligent robotic arms were there.

"I can't believe it! Leon didn't even leave me an arm, they all became his shape!" Tony was going crazy.

In the end, Tony ran back to the laboratory and asked Leon to return his "little assistants".

After all, he doesn't have super powers, so if he wants to assemble armor, he has to rely on machines.

Two days later.

It's another rare sunny day.

West Coast Los Angeles.

The sunlight refracted on the sea surface merges with the waves, and each wave is a prism.

Looking out from the Stark Mansion, the sea is sparkling for thousands of miles.

Sailboats and cruise ships travel on the sea, creating a peaceful scene.

But even this tranquility cannot reduce the tense atmosphere in Stark's mansion today.

In the cold-toned underground garage, sunlight shines in obliquely from the entrance, dividing the space of hundreds of square meters into two halves: dark and bright.

Leon walked from outside into the underground garage. Under the sunlight, the ends of his hair seemed somewhat transparent, covered with a layer of golden light.

Tony was sitting at the innermost side of the garage. He was wearing a felt hat which was very appropriate for the occasion, with the long brim covering his face.

"I'm coming." Leon said coldly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Tony's eyes were hidden under the brim of his hat. "You are destined to lose. You shouldn't have come."

As Tony finished his words, a burst of passionate and sharp music suddenly rang out, echoing in the garage, as if someone would pull out a gun and shoot at any time.

"WTF!?" Tony was startled - he actually jumped out of his chair.

Maybe he felt that he had lost his momentum and lost the first city.

Tony asked angrily as he took off his hat and slammed it on the table.

"Jarvis, what the hell is this music!"

"Mr. Stark, this is the song 'Extreme Ways' that Master Leon asked me to play in advance. It was the theme song of the movie 'The Bourne Supremacy' a few years ago."

Tony was speechless: "Leon, today we are competing in armor, not a gunfight. Do you want to shoot me out if you lose the competition?"

"What are you talking about, Tony?" Leon said, not understanding. "I am using exciting music to tell you that you will lose today's competition!"

"Really? If bragging can make you a winner, then those underground rappers in the United States will be the kings of the world!" Tony insinuated.

Leon was unmoved: "He's already boasting before even showing off his armor. Who is the one who's guilty?"

"Then show me what you have made in these two days!" Tony deliberately looked around.

"But why is there nothing here except you? Could it be that you are actually unable to build a battle armor, and you are just holding on and refusing to give in?"

Tony opened his hands: "Leon! Don't be like this. As a brother, I have always taught you to be honest. If you can't do something, just apologize and I will forgive you."

"Oh, don't worry, you will see it later." Leon smiled.

"Why not now?" Tony raised his chin.

Leon pointed his finger at Tony and said, "Because according to international practice, ladies come first."

Tony's face darkened: "Boy, I don't remember teaching you that you can talk to a gentleman like this."

"Really?" Leon crossed his arms over his chest. "Which teacher told me ladies first when I was about to give a speech at my graduation ceremony?"

"That was almost a year ago!" Tony pinched the bridge of his nose.

"But you taught a young gentleman how to speak to another gentleman." Lyon remained in his posture.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, but you can't say such things again in the future. It's very rude." Tony was serious for once.

Leon nodded: "Of course not, I will only say this to you."

Tony simply turned around and stopped saying harsh words to the little bastard.