Overwatch invades American comics

Chapter 87 Justin's Ambition

"A-choo!" The stupid teammate, oh no, Justin Hammer sneezed.

He always felt that someone was scolding him, but he didn't care, after all, today was a happy day.

In the previous racing competition, Ivan's appearance disrupted everything. Justin watched the whole battle in front of the TV. He saw Ivan beating Iron Man to a pulp, and he knew that his chance had come.

Justin suffered a great loss in the last hearing. Hydra used him to obtain Iron Man's armor. He never thought that the respected senator was actually a member of Hydra, and he was completely led by the nose.

After the hearing, the military and the Department of Defense were very dissatisfied with Justin and cancelled the contract between them.

You know, Justin is an arms dealer just like Tony before him. He can get close to the government and everything he does will go smoothly. So he hates Tony very much and wants to strangle him to death.

The appearance of Ivan gave him hope. If this person could help him create a battle armor stronger than Iron Man, he would be able to vent his anger and destroy Tony's prestige.

To be honest, this is Justin's only ambition.

For a nouveau riche like Justin, getting a prisoner out of jail is just a matter of making a phone call.

In this way, he successfully found a scapegoat, and then rescued Ivan, who was originally going to spend the rest of his life in prison, and brought him here.

When Ivan opened his eyes, he found himself brought to a bright space, which seemed to be a huge hangar, because he saw a private plane right in front of him.

And under the private plane, there was actually a dining table. A blond man wearing a white suit and glasses was sitting on the table eating ice cream.

"Look who's here!" Seeing Ivan coming, Justin smiled, "How can you treat my friend like this? Uncuff him."

Ivan frowned. Could it be that this was the man who saved him? The blond man in front of him behaved frivolously, with arrogance and pride in his eyes. He really didn't look like a smart person.

"I'm a big fan of yours." Justin put his hands in his pockets and said, "Especially when you whipped Iron Man, it looked so cool!"

After Ivan's handcuffs were removed, Justin immediately shook hands with Ivan and said, "My name is Justin Hammer, a billionaire, a partner of the Ministry of Defense, and the president of Hammer Industries."

Justin's words were full of pride. "I invited you here today to do business with you."

"Business?" Ivan knew that it would not be that easy for Justin to save him, and there must be something that needed his help.

Through this hangar is a huge factory full of unfinished steel robots.

In fact, these robots were all imitated and studied by Justin after he learned about the Iron Man armor.

But how could the original and the copycat be the same? These robots are just decorations and cannot fight, just like his action figures.

Ivan walked to the operating host and tapped his fingers quickly on the keyboard. In a blink of an eye, he cracked the password program and invaded the host's firewall.

"I was right about you." Justin clapped his hands and said, "I need you to make these robots move. I want them to be more powerful than Iron Man. Tony's armor is like an antique in front of them."

As Justin was speaking, Ivan suddenly pulled off the head of a robot. Justin's heart suddenly skipped a beat, because each of these robots was worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Even a nouveau riche like him felt heartbroken.

"Do you understand me?" Justin said with a serious expression, "I'm going to use these Iron Soldiers to sign a new contract with the Department of Defense. I'm going to attend the Stark Expo with great fanfare and then shit in front of Tony!"

Ivan was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said in broken English: "Trust me, I can make you shit on Tony's head."

Poor Tony, he's the one who got caught in the crossfire again.

At the same time that Ivan and Justin hooked up, William had returned to his home.

After returning, Tony locked himself in the luxurious villa and rarely came out. William did not take the initiative to look for Tony, but returned home and continued to work.

Although being a pizza deliveryman is just his disguise, William did not intentionally skip work every day. When there is no task, he will still stay in the pizza shop, perhaps he has other purposes.

"Boss, why didn't Eve come to work?" William just arrived at the pizza shop today and walked around but didn't see the girl.

Jonathan was standing at the door reading a newspaper. He glanced at William and said, "I asked her to go to work." "Why didn't I see her?" William frowned immediately. "Isn't she a waitress in our store?"

Jonathan replied: "I didn't think she was suitable to be a waitress, so I changed her job."

Just when William was about to ask something, Jonathan raised his eyes and said, "She's here!"

William immediately looked up and saw a beautiful girl with delicate features, fair skin, and long platinum hair fluttering in the wind. She was riding a bicycle and looked like a holy angel in the sun.

She was wearing a delivery uniform and rode towards them crookedly. It was only at this time that William finally understood that Jonathan had asked Eve to deliver food!

"Boss, how could you let her deliver the takeaway? She's so stupid, what if she gets lost?" William said helplessly.

Jonathan spread his hands and said, "I didn't force her. She agreed to it herself."

"Yes!" Eve wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled, "I think the job of a delivery man is more suitable for me!"

William rolled his eyes. Oh, this Eve is really hard to describe. After all, she is a graduate of the art department. Instead of doing design, she actually went to work in this shabby place.

I don’t know if she is really naive or if she is just missing something.

"You're back just in time." Jonathan put down the newspaper and said, "We have a new order here, hurry up and deliver it!"

When Eve came out of the kitchen, she was holding more than ten pizzas. The ten pizzas stacked together were more than half a person's height.

Eve was holding so many pizza boxes that her head was almost blocked. She couldn't see the road ahead and walked unsteadily, which looked very funny.

William couldn't help laughing. Jonathan slapped him on the head with a look that said you are hopeless. "What can I say to you? Why are you standing there like an idiot? Go and help!"

He immediately understood what Jonathan meant, and hurried over to help Eve hold the pizza and put it on the bicycle.

"Eve, let's go." Jonathan said with a smile.

"I promise to complete the mission." Eve patted her chest, her eyes shining.

She rode on the bike, but not far away, she lost balance and almost fell to the ground with the bike. This was really worrying.

William shook his head and said, "Boss, does our store have any extra bicycles? I'll go help deliver the food too!"

Since William became a special consultant for S.H.I.E.L.D., he has been working at the pizza shop for a while. But recently he has found a new motivation for work, that is the new girl Eve.

A man and a woman were riding bicycles on a Brooklyn street, the warm sunlight shining on them and illuminating Eve's face.

With William's help, they quickly delivered the takeaway. William looked at Eve's pretty face and asked casually, "Miss Granville, are you free tonight?"

William felt his heart beating faster. After being in the Marvel world for so long, he was still a single man.

He saw Tony and Pepper showing off their love, and Bruce and Betty showing their affection. It would be a lie if he didn't feel envious, jealous, and resentful.

In the Marvel world, he has also seen many beauties. Although Black Widow is single now, he has no interest in her at all. After all, he doesn't want to have a vast prairie on his head.

Jonathan had been trying so hard to bring him and Eve together, and he would be a fool if he didn't take the initiative.

But just when William was about to say, "Let's go to the movies tonight and I'll treat you to dinner," his cell phone suddenly rang.

This is a text message, and the content of the message is very simple: My dear friend William Lister, you are welcome to my birthday party at 6 o'clock tonight - Tony.

It is impossible to write a romance drama. I will never be able to write one well in this lifetime.

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