Chapter 287: Tony's Panic
"Kid, do you look down on me, Tony Stark? Is my life only worth a billion US dollars?"
Tony is still Tony, and his bad habit of having a smart mouth will probably never change.
However, he understands in his heart that with such a large gene-mutated bee killed here, the terrorists outside should have been dealt with.
This means that the cave at this moment is safe.
So he relaxed, and once relaxed, his obnoxious mouth started to dominate his brain.
"If you give me a little more Stark Group shares, I won't refuse either."
If I don't tease him now, there won't be many chances once he becomes Iron Man.
"Kid, which government department are you from? First, get Mr. Tony a few cheeseburgers, and I'll give you an extra million dollars."
A not-so-hurried Tony plopped onto the iron-pumping desk, casually picked up the blueprints on it, and unhesitatingly tossed them into the nearby furnace.
