Beast Taming: Abyssal Descent-Chapter 329 - 291: The Little Smartass Blackmails Tony Stark

Chapter 329: Chapter 291: The Little Smartass Blackmails Tony Stark

Chapter 291: Little Dumbass Blackmails Tony Stark

"Perhaps you don’t believe it, but our Sky Curtain Group has come with sincerity."

Charon maintained his smile and casually opened a black leather case on the table.

Inside was an injection gun and a Life Span Potion.

Charon set up the injection gun and potion, walked straight to Anton Vanke, gently pushed up his right sleeve, and directly performed a venous injection.

Anton Vanke did not resist at all; he knew well about his own illness.

If the other party wanted to harm him, there would be no need to do this.

——

However, Ivan Vanko was getting anxious.

Although his father was not as good to him as he imagined, he had raised him for decades and taught him everything he knew.

Ivan Vanko was still very respectful of his father; otherwise, he wouldn’t have sought revenge against Tony Stark later on.

He struggled fiercely, but in the hands of Tier One guards, he was like a weak chicken waiting to be slaughtered, and no amount of resistance was useful.

Charon paid no attention to Ivan Vanko; he had already investigated thoroughly before coming.

As long as Anton Vanke doesn’t die, Ivan Vanko will obediently comply.

As the Life Span Potion began to take effect, its healing factors started working on Anton Vanke.

The subsequent scenes filled the room with a strange smell.

Anton Vanke’s already frail and weak body began to tremble continuously, shaking like an epileptic fit.

At the same time, his wrinkled and aged skin began to tighten bit by bit, and the sickly pale appearance started to fade, becoming rosy and healthy.

However, the pores of his skin opened, and black, stinky impurities began to expel from his body.

In the blink of an eye, the once rosy skin was covered with a layer of black grime and impurities.

At this moment, Anton Vanke finally stopped shaking like an epileptic and instead turned over and sat up.

"Oh my God! What’s happening?"

His body, which had been critically ill, had no strength before, but now Anton Vanke felt as if he had boundless energy.

No more weakness; now he could down a bottle of vodka in one go!

"Mr. Anton, you had better wash up now. The impurities expelled from your body are too many, and if not cleared soon, they might clog the pores, slowing down the expulsion of internal impurities, which would not be beneficial for the Life Span Potion’s effect."

Charon kindly reminded him, very politely taking out a handkerchief to cover his nose and mouth.

"Haha... Thanks for the reminder, Mr. Charon. I’ll be excusing myself for a moment, and then I will discuss the follow-up of joining the Sky Curtain Group with you in detail."

Anton Vanke laughed heartily, no longer indifferent as before, and turned to look at his son, who was stunned.

"Ivan, behave yourself and don’t make things difficult for Mr. Charon."

After scolding his son, Anton Vanke grabbed some clean clothes and rushed into the small bathroom at home.

No matter what the other party injected him with, they did save his life.

As long as his subsequent physical examinations showed no signs of illness or genetic problems, Anton Vanke decided to join the Sky Curtain Group.

After all, he still had unresolved grudges with Howard Stark!

Even though Howard had been dead for a long time, didn’t the Stark Group still have an heir?

This bath took him a full half-hour before Anton Vanke finally felt that all the grime on his body had been washed clean, and there was no longer that nauseating smell.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Charon."

Anton Vanke came out wearing thin clothes.

Do keep in mind that the temperature in Moscow wasn’t warm, and it was even snowing outside.

However, considering the peculiar traits of the Warrior Race, enduring such cold wasn’t entirely unacceptable.

"No problem. I wonder if Mr. Anton Vanke would be willing to research the Ark Reactor for our Sky Curtain Group?"

"Since you were able to find me, you should know I was expelled from America. Aren’t you afraid of causing trouble by having me work in New York?"

He was tricked by Howard Stark back then, leading to his expulsion to Russia and a lifetime of poverty.

This resulted in an extremely deep-seated hatred towards Howard.

When he learned of Howard Stark’s death, he celebrated by downing three bottles of vodka.

"Mr. Anton, as long as you agree to go, no trouble will fall on you.

Our Sky Curtain Group is not something these small shrimp forces can compare to."

With the power under the BOSS’s control, others would be worshiping candles in thanks as long as they didn’t cause trouble.

Didn’t you see S.H.I.E.L.D going to the BOSS for help and how the BOSS ignored the director?

And as Winston’s assistant, Charon had seen quite a few confidential information.

The Sky Curtain Group holds leverage over many high-level government officials, as well as shares in some super-capital groups.

"No problem, I’m willing to bring my son Ivan and head to New York, America, to work on the Ark Reactor for the Sky Curtain Group!"

Now is not the time to make demands, especially when he still needs to ask the opposite party for help.

In that case, directly working for them and showcasing his talents, and then proposing some conditions, might make them value him more.

For a powerful group, once the research succeeds, they will surely have more influence, and it will be much easier to deal with the Stark Group at that time.

People of the Warrior Race never leave a grudge unavenged!

...

New York Villa.

Tony Stark slowly woke up, feeling a bit of stiffness in his neck.

However, the softness beneath him made him instantly alert, and he sat up immediately.

Then what came into view was a spacious hall, and not far away on another small bed was Ethan, sleeping.

"Where is this?"

He rubbed his somewhat stiff neck, looked around, and then saw someone sitting on a massage chair watching a video.

"Hello, Mr. Tony Stark, this is Mo Qingchen’s boss’s New York Villa, welcome to your arrival."

The voice of Little Dumbass suddenly resounded in the hall, answering Tony’s question. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"An artificial dumbass? Didn’t expect a young fellow like you to come up with such an auxiliary program assistant."

"Mr. Stark’s sharp tongue is truly well-known, if this video were posted online, it would probably be very popular."

Little Dumbass, not being polite at all, projected a light screen in front of him, showing a scene where someone was forced by terrorists to drink water while pressed onto a toilet.

Alright, those terrorists wouldn’t care about human rights. If Stark wasn’t useful, they wouldn’t have just disciplined him, they would have torn him apart.

"Fuck! Damn it! Why do these terrorists have such perverse interests, filming videos of torturing me?! How much cash would it take to make you completely delete this video?"

For a moment, Tony Stark cursed incessantly.

If such an embarrassing incident were posted online, it could lead to his social demise.

So, there’s no way this video could be circulated!

"The boss said this video is worth a million bucks."

In the light screen projected by Little Dumbass, a smiling face of a small child appeared, seemingly with a sly look.

"Fuck! I’ll give you two million bucks, but this video must not appear online, not even in the slightest bit. If you can’t manage that, I’ll smash your servers!"

There’s nothing money can’t solve; if the other party disagrees, it only means the cash offered isn’t enough!

"Thank you, Mr. Stark, for your generous contribution."

The voice of Little Dumbass was filled with some sort of joy, and then the image on the light screen changed again.

This time, it showed a scene where Tony Stark was being beaten by a terrorist.

"Motherfucker! Do these terrorists have a screw loose? Why do they keep filming these torture videos?!"

Tony instantly snapped, cursing loudly!

At the same time, his eyes looked frustrated, glancing around at the surveillance cameras.

He had just bad-mouthed the artificial dumbass, and now that damned artificial intelligence program was butting heads with him.

The previous video just got bought out, and now here’s another one—clearly just revenge for his earlier insult!

"Alright, I apologize for what I just said. I’m now offering ten million bucks to buy out all the videos about me shot by these terrorists, all at once!"

To avoid a social death and preserve his glorious image, Tony figured spending money to protect his reputation was a very good decision.

"Thank you once again, Mr. Stark, for your generous contribution. I guarantee that these videos shot by terrorists won’t be leaked online in the slightest."

The light screen projection of Little Dumbass vanished instantly.

"Young fellow, you did a good job developing this artificial intelligence program, it’s even learned how to threaten the employer."

Tony Stark glanced at Ethan, still sleeping soundly, without waking him, and walked towards Mo Qingchen, who was seated on the massage chair.

"Mr. Tony Stark, you should now contact your assistant and driver to pick you up.

I suppose it won’t be long before America reports your return.

By then, the plummeting stock price of the Stark Group can finally rebound.

Should I purchase some more stock now while the price is at its lowest?

I remember Tony Stark likes cheeseburgers, you’re probably very hungry, these are specially prepared for you."

Mo Qingchen gestured towards a line of cheeseburgers placed on the table with his eyes.

"Alright, it seems you’re quite considerate; having been held up for over a month, I can finally enjoy some delicious cheeseburgers."

Tony Stark wasn’t one for politeness, he grabbed a cheeseburger from the table, ripped open the packaging, and took a bite.