Meanwhile.
Bagram Air Base, Afghanistan.
At this U.S. Military ordnance testing ground, also known as "The Boneyard," Tony perfectly demonstrated his newly developed Jericho missile to the Military.
Both parties were extremely satisfied, and champagne had already been popped.
It was Tony's custom to deliver a case of champagne for every deal worth over 500 million U.S. dollars, as a gesture of his respect and importance he placed on major clients.
"To peace!"
"To peace!" x N
Tony raised his glass in celebration, and the Military officers present responded enthusiastically, creating a lively atmosphere.
"Tony."
Obadiah called him on a video call.
"Hey, Obie (Tony's nickname for Obadiah), what are you up to?"
Tony walked aside, holding his swivel-screen phone, while Obadiah on the other end of the line was leaning against the headboard, looking as if he had just woken up.
"I couldn't sleep without knowing the results. How did it go?"
"With Tony on the job, there were no surprises."
"It's as lively as Christmas here now, take a look."
Tony flipped his phone screen around, sharing the scene with Obadiah.
"That puts my mind at ease."
After they finished talking, Tony naturally got into a returning armored vehicle nearby, but this armored vehicle was not the one originally planned to transport Tony.
Rhodes suggested that Tony should ride in the same vehicle as him, but Tony refused, saying, "I'm already in the car, and you're telling me this now?"
Rhodes couldn't argue with Tony and let him have his way, thinking that no one would be audacious enough to kidnap the world-renowned weapons supplier near an Air Base.
However.
Reality is just that magical.
On the way back.
Tony's armored convoy was indeed ambushed by heavy firepower.
Tat tat tat! Tat tat tat!
Boom—Bang!!!!
Most of the soldiers in the convoy were shot into sieves by a rain of armor-piercing bullets before they could react.
Tony narrowly escaped through another car door, intending to call for help with his phone, but found there was no signal at all; this group of Terrorists who ambushed him was clearly well-prepared.
"Shit!"
"Who can tell me what the hell is going on!"
Tony cursed angrily. Suddenly, with a bang, a missile landed beside him, and his pupils instantly constricted in fright. The casing of this missile was ironically emblazoned with the words "Stark Industries."
"Leon, you jinx!"
Only managing to shout out that sentence, Tony was blown away.
Due to the close proximity, splashing shrapnel pierced his bulletproof vest.
Before long, Tony's chest was gushing blood, and he quickly fell unconscious.
The news that "Tony Stark was attacked by Terrorists and his whereabouts are unknown" quickly spread, propelled by those with ulterior motives.
And Pepper, who had been closely monitoring Tony, learned of it immediately.
Bin Hai Villa.
Leon, who was still sound asleep in bed, was awakened by a sobbing sound.
"Jarvis, what happened?"
"Sir..."
Before Jarvis could finish answering Leon's question, Pepper, already in tears, threw herself into his arms as if grasping for a lifeline.
"Leon, Tony, he... he might have already...嗚嗚嗚!"
Pepper was crying so hard she was incoherent.
Jarvis took over, informing Leon of the news that "Tony was attacked by Terrorists and might now be dead."
"What?!"
He woke up, and the sky had fallen.
Leon's face was terrifyingly calm.
He truly couldn't imagine how much of a shit the future would be without Tony!
"Pepper, don't worry, a scoundrel like Tony will definitely be fine. I'm going to find Stane right now."
"Wuwuwu... Hmm..."
Pepper was too flustered to walk at this point.
Leon carried her to the living room sofa to rest, then drove his sports car, flooring the accelerator, speeding towards the Stark Industries building.
"Jarvis, call Stane."
"Yes, Young Master Leon."
Beep beep beep—Connected!
"Hey, Leon."
"Stane, you must have known about Tony's situation immediately, right? Is there any news yet? I'm on my way to the company..."
Leon was speaking.
But then he saw a fully insured semi-trailer truck, loaded with goods, driving in the opposite direction, heading straight for his sports car.
!!!
Seeing this, Leon quickly slammed the steering wheel, performed a horizontal drift, and braked with all his might.
Jarvis also controlled the servo system installed in the sports car, doing his best to maintain the vehicle's balance.
Screech! Hiss!
The sports car's brake discs and tire rubber immediately emitted an unbearable, piercing roar, but it finally managed to come to a complete stop.
However, that large truck seemed to have targeted Leon, showing no intention of stopping at all.
"Shit!"
With a loud bang, the sports car Leon was driving was violently sent flying off a cliff by the large truck.
The airbags deployed immediately, but before that, Leon had already fallen unconscious.
"Boss, the target has been dealt with."
Looking at the sports car still tumbling down the cliff, the masked driver of the large truck immediately dialed someone's phone.
"Are you sure he's dead?"
A questioning voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I'll go down and finish him off, don't worry."
"Hurry up, the Police will be here soon."
"Yes!"
After hanging up the phone, the killer rode the amphibious jet ski motorcycle, prepared in advance in the back of the truck, down to check and found that Leon was still alive, barely.
To be absolutely sure, he dragged Leon out of the sports car wreckage, aimed at his head, and emptied a .50 caliber Desert Eagle magazine into it.
The gruesome sight,
Even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.
Then he drove the jet ski motorcycle to a sea area extremely far from the scene, tied a stone with an iron chain to Leon's body, and directly sank the corpse to the bottom of the sea.
This way,
By the time the Police traced their way there, Leon's body would have long been devoured by bloodthirsty fish, leaving only the remnants of their digested excrement.
But what this killer didn't know was that after he left, Leon, who had already sunk to the bottom of the sea, his heart never stopped beating, seemingly protected by a mysterious force.
The power of the System, kid!
【Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the system unlock mission 'Hit by Two Big Trucks Twice', the daily sign-in system has been activated, and novice protection has been enabled.】
【Question: Is the host willing to bind this system? Please answer yes or no.】
'or?'
【... ...】
【Detected that the host has suffered severe head trauma, self-awareness is not clear, and there is no ability for independent thought and choice. The daily sign-in system is bound by default.】
【Ding, binding complete.】
【Starting to draw your 新手大礼包 ...】
【Ding, Newbie Gift Pack drawing complete. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the 'Soldier Boy Template', with a complimentary soldier boy suit, including an anti-riot tactical uniform and a tungsten steel alloy shield.】
【Hint!】
【Novice protection will expire when the host's consciousness is fully clear.】
'What the hell...'
Leon's consciousness briefly cleared for a moment before quickly fading back into silence. Without novice protection, even he, who had already merged with the Soldier Boy Template, would have died instantly at that moment.
Because the injury to his head was simply too severe; it was literally blown open by bullets.
However.
Under the dual effect of Soldier Boy's self-healing ability and the System's novice protection, Leon's fatal injuries slowly began to recover.
During this time.
Leon's forgotten past life memories were also retrieved by the System's great power.
