Chapter 1256: ?Migrant Worker Agreement

He drank a lot of wine during Tony's dinner. The beautiful red liquid was produced in Germany, and he had never heard of it.

In the future, his mother-in-law has been complimenting him and giving him a toast. Tony has never heard a word of praise from his father, but Ms. Jesper, who is also a scientist, is not stingy at all.

To praise his high IQ is the future of mankind. The entire scientific community depends on him to continue its development. The future is destined to belong to Tony and Cassandra.

By coincidence, Tony thought so too.

So he was drinking too much, even if he heard the rubbing of tires when the car was turning at the street corner, it was difficult to react.

Fortunately, Jasper's family has a lot of bodyguards. These bald heads, whom Kassandra called mercenaries, have good tactical skills. They immediately took out their weapons and asked the family who were about to board the car to avoid them immediately.

It's just that the enemies who came were significantly more elite. They shot from the car window during the speeding process. The weapon was obviously just a submachine gun but made a sound like a cloth tearing machine. The firepower of the bodyguards was significantly different from that of the opponent.

Two black jeeps, one on the left and one on the right, caught them, directly disrupting the line of defense and hitting the dining room wall. Masked people in dark green uniforms got out of the car one after another. They kept firing and knocking down the bodyguards.

"Long live the Hydra!"

The firefight did not even last for more than twenty seconds.

In the midst of the bullets, several people had to bury their heads and escape, and the head of the bodyguard next to Dr. Jesper asked Tony to tell Howard not to kill him, who fell down after several shots.

The doctor was fine, but he seemed to have twisted his foot and slipped on the stairs in front of the restaurant.

Tony and Cassandra are hiding behind the pillars on the porch of the restaurant, and Cassanne’s father has run into the restaurant. At dinner, Tony thinks he is a fool who eats soft meals. Now the first escape is to let him. disdain.

Hydra, this legendary terrorist force Tony has never seen him before, but he doesn't feel much fear in his heart, but feels excitement, even if the dozens of bodyguards around him have been killed and wounded.

Their target was obviously Dr. Jasper. A Hydra agent who survived the melee probably thought things went well, so he walked slowly to her and aimed his weapon at her head.

"You have turned your back on our business, Jasper, you have been warned about your end. You sold weapons to our enemies. Now it's time for you and your family to die! Long live the Hydra!"

I don't know if it is the effect of German spirits. Tony now feels like a fire is burning in his chest, his heart is beating fast, and he thinks he should be able to do something.

"Tony?" Cassandra covered her mouth, her face was pleading, she wanted Tony to save her mother.

How could Tony refuse her offer?

"Hide well."

He replied in a low voice, and then rolled out of the bunker, which was a tactical move he learned from the movie.

The movies of the Wilson Group are also much better than those made by his father when he was young. Tony likes shootouts and explosions, so although his tactical moves at this time are a bit crooked, he still managed to roll into the body of a fallen bodyguard. beside.

It’s just that he thinks he shouldn’t roll down the stairs next time. The movie doesn’t hurt. It’s completely different in reality...

Withdrawing the gun in the bodyguard's hand, he fired at the Hydra from behind, and he could only see a patch of red, adrenaline or other things in front of his eyes, almost overwhelming all his sanity.

Tony has never fired a shot, but he thinks it might be the genetics of the arms dealer family or something, and he is very close to the weapon.

The gunshot sounded and the Hydra who was about to execute Dr. Jesper collapsed.

The blood splashed on the faces of Madam and Tony, he didn't even think that the blood could spray so far from the head.

Mrs. Jasper looked at Tony in surprise, while Kassandra was about to cheer. Even her father, who had just turned back from the restaurant and asked the restaurant owner to borrow a shotgun, looked at Tony's eyes softer.

But just when everyone thought the crisis was resolved, another driver suddenly emerged from the jeep coming from the Hydra over there.

"Long live the Hydra!"

Then he shot Tony.

"Ah!" Tony only felt the heat of his right shoulder, and his body suddenly seemed to lose his balance, falling sideways as if he was hit by an iron pillar.

"Tony!"

Cassandra, who was still in front of the restaurant, grabbed the shotgun in her father's hand and screamed and fired wildly. She killed the last Hydra.

And Tony could only feel that his eyes were getting darker and darker, his body was held in his arms by Cassandra, and a sirens sounded in the distance.

He felt so tired breathing the air full of gunpowder, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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"Your son found it."

On the roof of a church not far away, black and yellow mercenaries were holding a ‘Big Brother’ while making a call. The firefight that happened on the street before seemed to him like a child’s game.

This long-lost black brick is the "personal mobile communication terminal S.H.I.E.L.D. Special Edition MK1" invented by Howard. Not only can it be used to make satellite calls to reach people in Washington, but it also has razor and hair dryer functions at the bottom of the machine. The agent tidyed up his personal appearance while performing the mission.

Ordinary big brothers are now very popular in the United States. During the ten years when Su Ming played the underground maze, Wilson Enterprise was responsible for laying communication base stations and providing information services, while Stark Industries was responsible for manufacturing terminals and sales. This was a good time. Cooperation.

I don’t know if Howard has any additional plans. Anyway, on Su Ming’s side, the Wilson Communications Branch is the new cover of Cobweb. While providing wireless communication services for people, it also secretly started a project called the Prism Project. .

It’s just that the level of technology has not yet arrived, the electronic originals are still relatively large, and the big brother’s expensive price and large size make it less popular with young people, and intelligence collection is still in the accumulation stage.

But don't worry, Su Ming knows that everyone will have a smart phone in the future. At that time, the monopoly of the telecommunications industry can bring many benefits.

Anyway, the goal of Wilson's enterprise in the 1990s was to enter the Internet industry, and the Internet was the highlight.

"where is he?"

Howard's voice sounded a little weird on the phone, probably out of anger. He waited all day in anxiety today.

It was not long before the death knell was looking for someone, and it took up to a few hours to deal with the problem of the world crisis. As a result, it took him two nights and one day to find his son. How could this make him not think much.

"Why don't your phone have a flashlight function?" Su Ming moved his eldest brother away from his ears, and found Tony quickly, but he followed Tony secretly for a day, and now he gave Howard news because it felt interesting.

"I equipped the agents with night vision goggles, why should I give them flashlights? Isn't it superfluous?"

Howard didn't understand how the death knell suddenly raised the equipment issue.

"Oh, you, you still have the same business mindset, just thinking about saving costs, not considering reliability in special tasks." Su Ming squatted down on the top of the cross with some emotion, looking at those from a distance. People carry Tony who is unconscious: "In case the night vision device is broken, the flashlight can be used for emergency. If the flashlight is broken, you can also equip them with lighters and candles."

"...I see, what do you want?"

Howard understands. It's about doing business and about cost. This is the price.

"After you retire, go to work with me in other places for a few years? I need you to help me with design and construction." Su Ming said his plan.

"Are you going to expand your Hawaiian island? I am also interested in reclaiming the sea and making land." There was a sound of beard rubbing the microphone over the phone, and Howard was probably curling his mouth.

Su Ming stood up and followed the convoy carrying Tony from the air: "It's not Hawaii, it's Contracia."

"Where? Isn't it another island country in Africa or the Pacific? I didn't find this name on the world map." Howard was quiet for a while, probably checking the map.

"The Messier 83 galaxy in the Hydra Nebula is about 15 million light-years away from the Earth. The Messier 83 is similar in appearance to the Milky Way, but is only half the size of the Milky Way. Its existence was first developed by the French astronomer Nicolas Louis de Russell discovered in the mid-18th century that Contrasia is a planet in the Mechel 83 Central South Windmill planetary system, slightly larger than our Earth."

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"...Huh?" Howard seemed to freeze for a long time.

"Yes, Howard, I need you to help me design and build a planet." Su Ming answered him clearly, saying that he was not talking in sleep.

"Fak...You got a planet suitable for human habitation?" Howard was a little incoherent. As a scientist, he never thought that when everyone was still playing mud on the earth, the death knell was already I have my own planet.

Su Ming followed the car in front and watched them drive towards the airport instead of going to the hospital: "It's not too suitable for human habitation. Although there is atmosphere and fresh water, their sun is going out, so I'm looking for you. Research and research, such as where the new sun I brought is more appropriate, how the planet’s gravitational environment will change, and how strong the building materials need to be. These are all things physicists are good at."

"Are you going to change that planetary system to a sun? Why do I sound as easy as saying that I need to change the light bulb in the bathroom at home?" Howard was a little speechless. He felt that the death knell was not like human beings should say.