Chapter 1259: ?caught

Two days later, as Cassandra said, they returned to Cambridge.
As if it had never happened before, Cassandra continued to attend class while Tony lay idly in the rented house, waiting for her to'try again' when she came back from get out of class.
In fact, they tried many times in the past two days, and the result... at least the suspicion of painkillers was ruled out.
Tony loves her so much. Every time I look at her eyes and face, I feel that the two souls are connected together, and then I can't help but shudder and finish.
It has made some progress. From less than three minutes before, to three minutes now, she said that this is the result of exercise, and one day it will reach five minutes.
However, Tony was still a little unhappy, he began to reflect on whether he had played too crazy in the past? Is something wrong with the body?
However, when he was lying on the bed holding a wine bottle and was suffering from gains and losses, the door of the rental house was kicked open!
A man with white hair and a mustache came in with a group of bodyguards. He saw Tony's eyes with worry and anger.
"Dad?" Tony was like a wife who had been raped, pulling up the sheets to cover his chest.
Howard grabbed his clothes and pants from the side of the bed and threw them on Tony's face, and said angrily: "Put your clothes on! Come with me!"
He naturally doesn't have a good tone. These days, the death knell always makes satellite calls to harass him and keeps reporting Tony's results.
What two points and zero six, two points and one zero, two and a half points, etc., made Howard a huge head.
Although the satellite is owned by Stark Industries, you can't just talk about these boring things by occupying the line and computing power. It is enough to say it once. What is the conspiracy to say so many times? Is he going to sell Tony medicine by himself?
"I'm not leaving! I'm at my own home now, and I still have a fiancee!" Tony lay back, he wanted to sleep in bed.
"I know you are smart enough, but I didn't expect you to be so naive." Howard was expressionless and turned to the bodyguard beside him: "Put his pants on and drag him to my car."
In the face of dozens of brawny men, Tony's resistance was useless. These were the bodyguards of his mother's family. They all knew what kind of person the young master was.
So no matter how he resists shame, they just work, and the employer will not deduct money from them.
"What are you doing here? Why are you looking for me?"
Tony had a look of lovelessness, his arms really couldn't stretch his thighs, and he knew he should hire some bodyguards.
"I said you were smart, because I thought you could figure it out for yourself."
Howard turned and walked outside the house first. Tony rented a large house. The high-end apartments in Britain were indeed luxurious.
And Tony was put on his pants by the bodyguards, rolled up with a sheet, and was put on the shoulders of a few people like a burrito. Only his greasy shawl hair was still wandering with the bodyguards.
"You sent someone to follow me again, didn't you? This tm is the thousandth time!" Tony shouted arrogantly.
Tony felt that he had been living in Howard's shadow since he could remember, and his father's people were watching him no matter where he went.
Howard knew when he fell and where he played in the mud as a child.
He stared at himself like a prisoner, staring at him, Tony felt breathless, he was going crazy.
And the most important thing is that it's not that the parents come to stare at him personally, so maybe it feels better, but the father hired a group of strangers to stare at him all the time.
This is too perverted and distorted.
"Yes, yes, but besides that you are on the news." Howard did not shy away from sending someone to follow Tony: "Hydra attacked a world-renowned terrorist arms dealer on the streets of Cambridgeshire, England. Closed-circuit surveillance captured everything, and cnn reported it in the news."
"This...I really don't know. Is cnn so idle? The speeding assassination is reported. I think they are the media with good morals."
Tony squatted, but still habitually talk back.
Howard sighed. He felt a terrible headache. He promised the death knell to work on an alien planet, only to exchange Tony not to be negotiated by the yellow and black demons, but this child was not at all worrying.
"Because you are my Howard's son, and the Jasper family are our business rivals. In addition, 60% of terrorists in the world currently buy weapons from their homes. Countless good people have died as a result, and the innocents have fallen. Under those weapons, they are also murderers."
Tony shook his head that leaked out of the sheets, his hair resembling kelp: "Even so, they just did what businessmen should do. Stark Industries abandoned the South American and African markets because you were unwilling to interact with The warlords holding diamonds and tobacco over there do business. Then Jasper Industries has picked up these markets. It is understandable that there is no direct conflict of interest between their family and ours, Dad."
He and Ms. Jasper get along well. Tony thinks there may be some misunderstanding between the two. He wants to talk to Howard and introduce Cassandra to his father.
Howard stopped and looked at Tony with an unfamiliar gaze: "Everything has nothing to do with profit, boy, when you sell weapons to demons and demons use them to kill people, then as the person who provides weapons, you are the same. murderer."
This principle was learned by Howard from Dr. Erskine. Dr. Erskine has been regretting the development of the sss serum for the past two years, because the current world has become extremely chaotic because of this serum.
Originally, he only wanted to escape from the clutches of nazi, so he agreed to the rescue plan of the US government and made blood serum for them.
But now it seems that the death knell said everything as early as forty years ago. Americans and Germans are the same. They simply cannot use this power to a good place.
Among all the serum injections, only Captain America Steve is a good person. He uses this power to protect the weak.
Including the various second-generation reformed soldiers that the US military later used his blood to create, all were tools for realizing hegemony, weapons of murder, not shields.
Last year, in 1990, when the Gulf War broke out, Dr. Erskine learned from spider web intelligence how American second-generation reform fighters wantonly killed civilians in Gulf countries.
All of them were polite and decent, wearing the uniforms of the Stars and Stripes, but what they did was cold-blooded and ruthless than the nazis back then.
As long as they are suspected of being hostile, whether they are elderly women or children, they will kill them.
No suspicion? Kill them too, but kill them again after playing to give them some hope of survival. Watching those people work hard to please themselves, then laughed and lifted their pants and turned their heads.
The American soldiers' entertainment is always very creative, such as head football, lower body boomerang and so on, the super soldiers have a great time.
Dr. Erskine said that his serum will make the injection ‘the better the better, the worse the worse’.
The US military may have listened. They have selected people who are good to the United States and are bad for outsiders to be reformed. They think such beasts are qualified soldiers.
The sky was bombed by NATO aircraft, and on the ground was the advancement of super soldiers as the vanguard, like locusts, wherever it passed, even Saddam was blown up by the soldiers.
Those guys were really humanoid demons, and Dr. Erskine felt that he was the one who released the demons.
He has been very guilty ever since, even the pineapple has no intention of taking care of it.
Since meeting Dr. Erskine about Arnold that year, Howard always went to Kaho Island to chat with the elderly when he had time. After all, he had to consider what kind of fruit to choose after retirement.
So after he noticed that Erskine was in a bad mood last year, the two chatted a lot, and those words were also meaningful to Howard as an arms dealer.
If Howard did not sell weapons to terrorists from the standpoint of S.H.I.E.L.D., then since last year, he felt that as a human, he should not do that. There is no reason for humans to help others against humans.
It's just that Tony now can't understand what it means.
Tony turned his head away from Howard, and curled his lips disdainfully:
"So it's still a business matter. It is the people who kill people who use weapons. What does it matter to us merchants who make weapons? Admit it, Dad, you are jealous of Ms. Jasper's sales network, or you are holding something,'I didn't get it. No one else would ever want to get the business of this kind!' mentality?"
"Hehe, well said, my son is really humorous." Howard smiled at Tony, suddenly pulled his face down to the bodyguard and said, "Take him back into the car!"
"No! Let go of me! Help!"
Tony wriggled like a bug, and at the same time he was calling for help from students who happened to pass by on the side of the road. However, it was useless. Who would rush to a group of bodyguards to save someone?
What's more, in order to guard against Leviathan and Hydra, Howard also ambushed S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in the dark. If someone really jumped out, then his conjecture would be confirmed. He wished that.
But until Tony was placed in the back seat of the stretch car and the sheets were removed, no one came to rescue him. The car quickly started to the airport, everything was calm.
Howard looked down at his boots. He was the kind of person who likes to wear cowboy boots under his suit. He took out a glass of liquid from the car refrigerator, the purple one, and gave it to Tony.
"Drink it, it's good for your shoulders. When I return to the United States, I will find a real doctor to treat you, not the black doctor in Europe who only bleeds."
Tony took the glass, but it wasn't the spirits he had imagined. Instead, it had a grassy smell that made him spit out his tongue.
"I don't know what you are talking about. German doctors are very skilled."
Howard ignored him. Tony's three wrong views made him decide to watch him strictly in the future, and he still wanted to talk about the Jasper family.
"You reminded me~EbookFREE.me~Germans performed the surgery on you. I will arrange a full-body scan for you when I return...Do you know what a honeypot is? That's the term of the spy line , The pretty girl fascinates a man and asks him to do everything she wants in the time she wants."
Tony thinks his father is really nervous. What does this have to do with spies? Just because of the appearance of Hydra, do you have to come up with the World War II set? It's ridiculous.
"I chased her. This is not a spy story you made up in a bad movie."
As he said, he laughed, his laughter was full of fearlessness and contempt for the old man.
However, Howard didn't laugh. He just looked at Tony and said meaningfully: "Isn't it? Let's think about it, did Hydra attack you?"
Tony was a little vague about what happened the night before. He remembered it as that, but he always felt that he didn't remember it. Maybe it was because he drank too much German spirits that day, he felt that many things were hazy.
But he won't show his doubts. When Howard asked questions, his neck was stubborn: "Of course, they call Long live Hydra, I can hear you clearly!"