A Secondary Professional Master of a Certain American Comic

Chapter 184 Crimson Mecha

"Ivan, you really gave up, right?" When Levi left with his men, Anton Vanke, who had just received a large sum of money, looked at his son carefully and asked.

After confirming that Ivan Vanke had a plan to "revenge" for himself, Anton Vanke also found that he might not know this child who had been with him for decades.

"Don't worry, since I made a promise, I will not change it. Isn't it just not to cause trouble for Tony Stark?" Seeing his father's cautious look, Ivan seemed to understand something, showing his big gold teeth, and said with a sneer.

"That's good, that's good, we can't beat them, we just have to live our own lives well." Seeing that Ivan seemed to have given up the idea of ​​"revenge", Anton Vanke was relieved.

After regaining his health and vitality and suddenly getting a large sum of wealth, Anton Vanke's heart, which had been decadent for more than ten years, suddenly became a little restless, and he had an impulse to enjoy it.

In this case, he naturally didn't want his son to do anything that might affect his "happy" life.

However, what he didn't know was that looking at his expression, Ivan Vanko actually figured out some things, and then returned to his room and began to pack up.

"What do you want?" Anton Vanko, who was originally thinking about how to be cool next, was a little overwhelmed by his son's sudden confusing behavior.

"Now that you have recovered your health and have a sum of money, you should be able to take care of your life. In this case, I think I should do something meaningful... I just can't take revenge, but I can't do anything!" Ivan Vanko smiled with big gold teeth to his father again.

"What are you going to do?" Hearing his son's words, Anton Vanko felt a little flustered inexplicably.

"It's actually no big deal. Since the Americans have Tony Stark, why can't our country have its own Iron Man and its own superhero organization? Doing something for our country does not violate the agreement between us and the wizard!" Ivan Vanko weighed the semi-finished Ark reactor destroyed by Levi in ​​his hand, and then looked at the TV and said to the Emperor Xiong.

"What? You want..." Anton Vanko was stunned when he heard his son's words.

"Yes, it happens that I know a few guys who can be my partners." Ivan Vanko said with a smile.

"No, no, the risk of doing so is too great, I don't agree." Anton Vanko objected.

"Father, after so many years, I want to live for myself again. Don't worry, I won't touch your pension money." Ivan Vanko looked at his father deeply and shook his head.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I'm reluctant to part with that money?" Anton Vanko said with a flushed face.

"Of course not, I'm just telling you my determination." Ivan Vanko shook his head and didn't expose his father. Instead, he carried two big bags and left the apartment without looking back.

When he walked outside the apartment, Ivan seemed to have sensed something and looked up at a building not far away, but there was nothing there.

Then he shook his head and strode away.

...

A few months later, Moscow.

Boris Vadin, who lived in the suburbs, drove a pickup truck, drank vodka, and returned to his farm with his prey.

He just walked into his hut and found something unusual.

Someone entered his home.

As a "war hero" who participated in the Afghan War in the last century but has now been forgotten, Boris, the big man, although he didn't look very good, obviously didn't forget his vigilance as a soldier.

After discovering that something was wrong, he immediately took off the shotgun behind him and prepared for battle.

"Dad!" At this time, his daughter Galina, who was originally studying at a university in the city, came out of the house.

"Galina? Why are you back?" Seeing that it was his daughter who came back, Boris put away his shotgun and asked with relief.

"Uncle Ivan found me and said he had something to talk to you about." Galina replied.

"Ivan? Ivan Vanko?" Boris was surprised to hear his daughter's words.

"Yes!" Galina nodded.

After getting the confirmation, Boris walked into the living room in three or two steps and saw Ivan Vanko holding a bottle of vodka.

"Oh, my brother, long time no see, why did you suddenly come to Moscow!" Boris stepped forward and gave him a bear hug, saying happily.

Before Anton Vanko fell ill, Ivan Vanko also had his own social circle and served in the army. The two were not only friends, but also comrades-in-arms.

The relationship was very good.

"I miss you, otherwise I wouldn't know you moved. Fortunately, I found Galina." Ivan said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I haven't seen you for so many years, I won't come back until I'm drunk!" Boris said with a big laugh.

"There's no rush to drink. I came to you this time because I have something to ask." Ivan Vanko waved his hand and took a sip of vodka.

Well, there's really no rush, after all, I have something in my hand.

"Tell me, what is it? As long as I can do it, I will never refuse." Boris patted his chest and said with a big promise.

Looking at Boris, who was as vicissitudes of life as himself, Ivan was in a trance, and felt as if he had returned to the days of their youth more than a decade ago when they were full of vigor and vitality.

"It's not a big deal, Iron Man and the Alliance, you know it?" Ivan said.

"Of course I know, they made such a big fuss, it was reported on the news every other day, how could I not know, but this is their American business, what does it have to do with us? Wait, you don't want to?" Boris said casually, but his face changed as he spoke.

As an old friend of Ivan, he also knew a little about the affairs of the Vanke family and the Stark family.

"Don't worry, I don't mean that. I just think, since the Americans can have their own superhero organization, why can't we bears?" Ivan Vanko said, "We used to be the greatest country in the world, but now... I think we can do something."

"... You are right, but what can we do? We have no money, no strength, no backing, we are just a group of ordinary people abandoned by the times." Although Boris was a little moved, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he thought that they were just two ordinary veterans.

"Haha, ordinary people abandoned by the times? That's not necessarily true, follow me!" Ivan smiled, then stood up and said.

"Where are you going?" Boris was puzzled.

"I put something in your barn." Ivan said.

A few minutes later, looking at a red mecha in the barn that was 70% similar to the Mark 1 Iron Man suit in the original time and space, Boris was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"How about it, old friend, do you like the gift I gave you?" Looking at Boris's excitement, Ivan Vanko said with a big laugh.

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