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Chapter 487
chapter 0225 part 1
Chapter 224: The Petty Tang Song and Killian
His sudden high-profile birthday banquet for his woman undoubtedly attracted the interest of many people.
Because he deliberately kept a low profile, Tang Song didn't send out many invitations for this birthday banquet.
However, those who came were influential figures from various countries, major powers, and Organizations around the world.
Zaibatsus and Organizations from different countries, and even The Church from Rome sent two Cardinals specifically to bless Rogue.
All of this was the power of influence.
Halfway through the banquet, the guests in the Hall entered the stage of socializing and chatting with each other. Lane was in charge of entertaining.
Tang Song, the host, having nothing else to do, took Rogue to the greenhouse in the backyard.
The greenhouse in the backyard of the banquet hall had a roof made of several giant artificial crystal panels, each a hundred meters long and over ten centimeters thick, forming a greenhouse covering hundreds of square meters.
Through the flawless artificial crystal, large patches of sunlight could be seen spilling into the garden, where exotic flowers and plants flourished, flowers bloomed, and a faint fragrance drifted. Tang Song held Rogue and sat under a grape trellis in a corner of the garden. He opened one of the carefully selected bottles of fine champagne, and the two of them drank, one sip after another.
Rogue nestled in Tang Song's embrace, her face showing a sense of satisfaction as she enjoyed the fine wine and the beautiful scene.
Since her Mutant Ability awakened, the time she had spent by Tang Song's side had been the happiest days of her life.
Rogue waved her hand, and the scattered flower petals in the garden seemed to be attracted by an invisible Qi Energy, gathering in her palm.
Looking at the colorful petals in her palm, a faint smile appeared on Rogue's small face.
In her most difficult time, Tang Song not only made her feel the warmth of a home but also helped her resolve the flaws caused by her Mutant Ability.
Rogue buried her head in Tang Song's embrace and rubbed against him. Tang Song playfully scratched her nose, "Your Cultivation is quite good!"
While the two were being affectionate, Skye walked in with Gu Zi Yun and Zheng Duo En, carrying large and small bags of things. Seeing the two of them being so lovey-dovey, Skye rolled her beautiful eyes.
"Rogue, um, these are all your birthday gifts. Let's open them together."
Gu Zi Yun, standing nearby, tilted her head, "Hehe! It feels like opening treasure chests!"
Before she could finish speaking, several Maids came in carrying even more packages.
Rogue let out a surprised cry and soared into the air with a whoosh, pouncing on Skye.
The girls gathered together, each taking a pair of golden scissors and giggling as they opened the packages.
Tang Song took out a cigar and had just lit it.
He was then chased out of the small garden by the three girls who disliked the smoke.
Tang Song, smoking his cigar, returned to the Hall. As soon as he appeared in the Hall, a crowd surrounded him.
"Hmm?"
Tang Song was perfunctorily chatting with the Powerful Figures when he suddenly saw a Middle-Aged Man in a suit blocking Tony Stark in a corner of the Hall, shouting something hoarsely! His gaze flickered, and he excused himself from the people around him with a cupped-fist gesture, then walked over.
"Tony Stark, I never expected to meet you here! Everything you've done to me, I will repay it twofold someday!"
Tony Stark held a champagne glass in his hand, looking at the Middle-Aged Man blocking his way, his face filled with rage. He was somewhat taken aback.
"Uh, excuse me, who are you?"
Killian looked at the bewildered look on Tony Stark's face, his hands trembling with anger.
He forgot, he actually forgot!
Heh heh!
What did the humiliation he suffered mean in his eyes?
Looking at the arrogant guy in front of him, Killian clenched his fist, his fingernails digging fiercely into his flesh and blood, drops of fresh blood dripping onto the carpet in the Hall.
Tony Stark, however, looked at the indignant guy in front of him with a puzzled expression.
He really couldn't remember who this man named Killian was.
What he didn't know was that the man in front of him was once his fervent fan, regarding him as an idol.
Later, Killian discovered a virus that could combine with the human body and enhance its functions, and he wanted to find him to seek cooperation.
But who was Tony Stark? The President of Stark Industries. There were too many people who came to him every year with so-called good projects.
Tony Stark originally thought Killian was also one of those guys who aimed high but had low capabilities. He casually told Killian to wait for him on the Rooftop back then, but then forgot about it, or rather, he never took it seriously from the beginning.
As a result, Killian waited on the Rooftop all night. The wind on the Rooftop was cold, but it couldn't compare to the coldness in Killian's heart. Feeling humiliated, he almost jumped directly from the Rooftop. As he was about to commit suicide by jumping, he saw fireworks and experienced a desperate situation, which sparked his determination to seek revenge on Tony Stark. He decided to research this virus himself. He founded the A.I.M. Company and named the virus he developed the Extremis Virus.
Revenge on Tony Stark was Killian's only motivation for living. He even went so far as to experiment with the Extremis Virus on himself.
Killian looked at Tony Stark in front of him. Beneath his clothes, the flesh and blood under his skin were faintly turning red, as if lava was flowing. Just as Killian couldn't help but clench his fist and was about to punch Tony Stark's arrogant face.
Tang Song walked over with a wine glass, interrupting the somewhat tense pair.
His gaze swept over Killian, feeling the power suppressed like lava inside his body.
"Mr. Killian, thank you for coming to this banquet. I see there's some misunderstanding between you and Mr. Stark.
These are your own matters, and I don't want to interfere, but how about you resolve things privately after the banquet ends? Just give me a little face!"
Chapter 224: The Petty Tang Song and Killian
His sudden high-profile birthday banquet for his woman undoubtedly attracted the interest of many people.
Because he deliberately kept a low profile, Tang Song didn't send out many invitations for this birthday banquet.
However, those who came were influential figures from various countries, major powers, and Organizations around the world.
Zaibatsus and Organizations from different countries, and even The Church from Rome sent two Cardinals specifically to bless Rogue.
All of this was the power of influence.
Halfway through the banquet, the guests in the Hall entered the stage of socializing and chatting with each other. Lane was in charge of entertaining.
Tang Song, the host, having nothing else to do, took Rogue to the greenhouse in the backyard.
The greenhouse in the backyard of the banquet hall had a roof made of several giant artificial crystal panels, each a hundred meters long and over ten centimeters thick, forming a greenhouse covering hundreds of square meters.
Through the flawless artificial crystal, large patches of sunlight could be seen spilling into the garden, where exotic flowers and plants flourished, flowers bloomed, and a faint fragrance drifted. Tang Song held Rogue and sat under a grape trellis in a corner of the garden. He opened one of the carefully selected bottles of fine champagne, and the two of them drank, one sip after another.
Rogue nestled in Tang Song's embrace, her face showing a sense of satisfaction as she enjoyed the fine wine and the beautiful scene.
Since her Mutant Ability awakened, the time she had spent by Tang Song's side had been the happiest days of her life.
Rogue waved her hand, and the scattered flower petals in the garden seemed to be attracted by an invisible Qi Energy, gathering in her palm.
Looking at the colorful petals in her palm, a faint smile appeared on Rogue's small face.
In her most difficult time, Tang Song not only made her feel the warmth of a home but also helped her resolve the flaws caused by her Mutant Ability.
Rogue buried her head in Tang Song's embrace and rubbed against him. Tang Song playfully scratched her nose, "Your Cultivation is quite good!"
While the two were being affectionate, Skye walked in with Gu Zi Yun and Zheng Duo En, carrying large and small bags of things. Seeing the two of them being so lovey-dovey, Skye rolled her beautiful eyes.
"Rogue, um, these are all your birthday gifts. Let's open them together."
Gu Zi Yun, standing nearby, tilted her head, "Hehe! It feels like opening treasure chests!"
Before she could finish speaking, several Maids came in carrying even more packages.
Rogue let out a surprised cry and soared into the air with a whoosh, pouncing on Skye.
The girls gathered together, each taking a pair of golden scissors and giggling as they opened the packages.
Tang Song took out a cigar and had just lit it.
He was then chased out of the small garden by the three girls who disliked the smoke.
Tang Song, smoking his cigar, returned to the Hall. As soon as he appeared in the Hall, a crowd surrounded him.
"Hmm?"
Tang Song was perfunctorily chatting with the Powerful Figures when he suddenly saw a Middle-Aged Man in a suit blocking Tony Stark in a corner of the Hall, shouting something hoarsely! His gaze flickered, and he excused himself from the people around him with a cupped-fist gesture, then walked over.
"Tony Stark, I never expected to meet you here! Everything you've done to me, I will repay it twofold someday!"
Tony Stark held a champagne glass in his hand, looking at the Middle-Aged Man blocking his way, his face filled with rage. He was somewhat taken aback.
"Uh, excuse me, who are you?"
Killian looked at the bewildered look on Tony Stark's face, his hands trembling with anger.
He forgot, he actually forgot!
Heh heh!
What did the humiliation he suffered mean in his eyes?
Looking at the arrogant guy in front of him, Killian clenched his fist, his fingernails digging fiercely into his flesh and blood, drops of fresh blood dripping onto the carpet in the Hall.
Tony Stark, however, looked at the indignant guy in front of him with a puzzled expression.
He really couldn't remember who this man named Killian was.
What he didn't know was that the man in front of him was once his fervent fan, regarding him as an idol.
Later, Killian discovered a virus that could combine with the human body and enhance its functions, and he wanted to find him to seek cooperation.
But who was Tony Stark? The President of Stark Industries. There were too many people who came to him every year with so-called good projects.
Tony Stark originally thought Killian was also one of those guys who aimed high but had low capabilities. He casually told Killian to wait for him on the Rooftop back then, but then forgot about it, or rather, he never took it seriously from the beginning.
As a result, Killian waited on the Rooftop all night. The wind on the Rooftop was cold, but it couldn't compare to the coldness in Killian's heart. Feeling humiliated, he almost jumped directly from the Rooftop. As he was about to commit suicide by jumping, he saw fireworks and experienced a desperate situation, which sparked his determination to seek revenge on Tony Stark. He decided to research this virus himself. He founded the A.I.M. Company and named the virus he developed the Extremis Virus.
Revenge on Tony Stark was Killian's only motivation for living. He even went so far as to experiment with the Extremis Virus on himself.
Killian looked at Tony Stark in front of him. Beneath his clothes, the flesh and blood under his skin were faintly turning red, as if lava was flowing. Just as Killian couldn't help but clench his fist and was about to punch Tony Stark's arrogant face.
Tang Song walked over with a wine glass, interrupting the somewhat tense pair.
His gaze swept over Killian, feeling the power suppressed like lava inside his body.
"Mr. Killian, thank you for coming to this banquet. I see there's some misunderstanding between you and Mr. Stark.
These are your own matters, and I don't want to interfere, but how about you resolve things privately after the banquet ends? Just give me a little face!"
