Having said this, Tony Stark suddenly slapped his head. By the way, he has been missing for three months. The outside world must have judged him as a dead person. Maybe the media has released relevant information and registered Stark's identity information. For death.
"No, I have to make a phone call and get a car back to Stark Tower quickly. I still have a lot of things to do."
"Thank you for the feast, Carrot El, right? I remember this name. Wait, I will definitely come to you!"
As Stark said this, he looked at Carrot with a look that expected the other party to hand him the phone, and almost didn't reach out his hand.
However, the person in front of him just shook the red wine glass gently and remained unmoved at all.
Suddenly, Carrot El's eyes shifted slightly, as if he saw something outside through the layers of walls. Then he slowly put down his wine glass and said:
"If you can get out, then go wherever you want."
Tony Stark blinked and was stunned for a long time. He didn't see any movement from Carrot El to get up and pick up the phone. He shrugged:
"Okay, thank you very much for the burger and wine. Since you are unwilling to provide a phone number, I will leave first."
After patting the dust on his body, Tony Stark walked to the door step by step with the feeling of surviving the disaster.
After escaping from death this time, he really saw another side of the world.
Cruel, dark, bloody, disorderly, and countless days of fear of death completely transformed him into a brand new person.
In this regard, Carrot just looked at him quietly until Stark opened the door...
A bright piece of golden sand comes into view.
A scalding wind blew against my face under the sun.
An endless golden expanse instantly made Tony Stark stunned on the spot at a loss.
"What's going on...is...am I not awake yet??"
The day was dazzling, and what caught Stark's eyes was still the nightmare-like yellow sand.
The scalding sea of sand blows raging heat waves, with temperatures reaching 40º in the center of the desert, scorching all living creatures and vegetation.
Tony Stark was stunned, his mouth wide open in shock. He looked at the boundless desert outside the house, his shocked pupils filled with disbelief.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, until a stream of yellow sand blew on his face along with the wind, and the nightmare sun burned the back of his hand again. Tony Stark was so frightened that he immediately took two steps back and slammed the door. close.
"Help, help, oh Shet, damn it!"
"Why is there still a desert outside?"
Tony Stark's legs were trembling, and the nightmare of being kidnapped once again swept through his body, causing panic and trembling.
He turned around in panic and looked at Carrot El, who was still eating. His shocked eyes continued to wander around the world inside and outside the door.
"Farke!"
"A hallucination?"
"Or...am I already dead??"
Stark cursed in disbelief, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, as if his heart was filled with despair.
Carrot El looked at him with lowered eyebrows, picked up a tissue and wiped his hands, and asked lightly:
"Where do you think you are now?"
Tony Stark swallowed and said in a trembling voice: "Isn't this New York?"
Carrot Eyre put a three-pound shelled Australian dragon in his mouth in a gourmet way of swallowing, then swallowed it with a gurgle, and asked:
"How could you wake up in New York after you fainted in the desert? Could it be that you can teleport?"
Tony Stark's eyes widened and he rubbed the corners of his eyes in disbelief. God, I was so dazzled. How did this guy eat that Australian lobster in one bite?
But then, Carrot's words were like a knife thrust into his chest.
He wanted to scream in panic, but the horrific anxiety attack that followed made him collapse on the ground, gasping for air.
"Hahaha!"
The nightmare is not over yet?
Yes, the nightmare has just begun!
"This...this is unreasonable."
The brainstorm that originated from the depths of his mind was still running. That special wisdom seemed not to be controlled by emotions at all, and it also gave him the courage to resist the cold in the coldness of despair.
Stark stood up from the ground, pushed open the door, wiped the corners of his mouth with wandering eyes, and said to Carrot:
"This building, this mansion of yours, is impossible."
"There is a desert outside, and there is yellow sand tens of meters deep. There is not even a trace of water or building materials for hundreds of kilometers around. How can you build it?"
"Look at how luxurious this interior is, as well as the laboratories and medical equipment. They cost hundreds of millions in New York, right?"
"It makes no sense that such a mansion would appear in the depths of the desert!"
"And the news on TV, are you showing it to me on purpose?"
"Who are you? Why are you here? Do you want to gain my trust?"
A series of questions seeped out from a pair of eyes that seemed to be trying to stay rational, but were actually filled with fear.
Carrot El has seen this kind of gaze more than once in his life.
His existence is inherently scary, even if he pretends to be sunny and cheerful, even if he is harmless to humans and animals in his heart, he is his sin, the original sin of birth, and the crime is powerful.
Therefore, Carrot got used to this very early, and the only people who showed no fear to him were Dr. Breeze and his wife, Bulma, and a few others, except for his adoptive parents, the Kents.
"If that old guy Pym knew that I saved Tony Stark, he would probably faint from anger."
Taking a sip of red wine, Carrot El elegantly cut the steak. The sharp blade shaved the juicy meat from the bones like an anatomy, then put it into his mouth, leaned on the chair and chewed:
"What should I say now?"
"Accurate judgment? Quick response? Or great wisdom?"
"Or should I say Tony Stark?"
"None of that. It's nonsense. An eight-year-old child can see through the deliberate arrangement and abnormality at a casual glance. It took you so long to realize it. It's simply stupid."
The tone was calm and indifferent, but the sarcasm stung like a knife. Tony Stark's face froze, just when he thought that the person in front of him was a group with the Ten Commandments Gang.
"Unfortunately, Mr. Stark, you are not as gifted in this area as the other man."
Carrot Elle gestured in the direction of the door with calm eyes:
"I can answer your questions later. Now that the people looking for you are here, what are you going to do?"
Following Carrot's gaze, Tony Stark looked towards the door in confusion.
Through the outline of the gate, deep in the yellow sand flying all over the sky, where the sight was distorted by the blazing air waves, a group of mercenaries with live ammunition slowly appeared, reflected at the end of the horizon.
