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Will Smith not only accepted his wife's infidelity, but also admitted that he had cheated on his wife. He even bluntly stated that he once dreamed of having a "harem" and imagined traveling with 20 women he liked.
Most astonishingly, even so, they still refer to each other as "life partners" and say they will not divorce.
Compared to Will Smith and his wife, Christy Durrington and Edward Binns' marriage was quite normal.
"So, we'll have the whole night?"
Hawke gave Christy Durrington a light kiss on the hair and smiled.
Christy Durrington stopped Hawke from taking any further action, frowning as she said, "Even if you're not drunk, you reek of alcohol. Go take a shower!"
She was fed up with smelling the man's alcohol on her when she went to bed at night.
"You've had quite a bit to drink, and you smell of alcohol on you. Let's go wash up together."
Hawke laughed and picked her up in one go.
“I don’t need to, I’ve already showered in my room,” Christy Durrington said quickly. “You can go by yourself.”
"What's there to be afraid of? Can't I just wash it a few more times? I just like things to be clean."
Hawke carried Christy Durrington into the bathroom.
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At midnight.
Christy Durrington lay on the boat, fast asleep, her face etched with exhaustion and tear stains, clearly too weak to rise again.
"As expected of a mature woman, she's far more capable than Cheon Song-yi and the others! Even Cypher is somewhat inferior..."
Hawke, smoking a cigarette afterward, felt clearer than ever before, lying on the boat, unable to sleep.
He put on a thin layer of clothing and left Christy Durrington's house that very night.
He planned to go to Afghanistan to see how Tony was being treated.
The next day.
Edward Binns woke up from his hangover feeling terrible, his body ached all over, and his head was foggy, but it wasn't anything to be alarmed about; it was a normal hangover.
..... ..... ...
He looked to his side, where Christy Durrington was fast asleep like a baby.
“Christy Christy.” He nudged Christy Durrington. “Get me a glass of water, I’m a little thirsty.”
Didn't wake up.
"Christie, Christie?"
"Stop messing around!" Christy Durrington mumbled. "You stayed up so late last night, I was really sleepy!"
"what?"
Edward Binns wondered if he had unleashed some extraordinary power while drunk last night.
That shouldn't be the case. How come I didn't feel anything at all?
But seeing Christy Durrington's utterly exhausted appearance, she didn't seem to be lying.
"Looks like I drank myself into oblivion?"
Edward Bins scratched his head and chuckled. So this is how I can become so powerful when I'm drunk that even my middle-aged wife can't handle me?
It seems that we can try this method more often in the future.
To avoid his wife constantly complaining that he's having a great time outside but comes home like a dead pig.
Edward Binns, unable to wake Christy Durrington, had no choice but to set sail himself. He hadn't forgotten the multi-million dollar deal he'd struck with Hawke the night before, and he needed to hurry up and get things done, helping young master Hawke find a good house.
178. Tony the Show-off [Seeking Flowers and Subscriptions]
Afghanistan.
The American bases here are incredibly wealthy. The United States has invested a total of two trillion dollars here. If the military-industrial complex could get a piece of this land, it would be rolling in money. The US military spent $6 million just to transport nine goats here. How could they not be rich?
Moreover, it's said that the helicopter the White House sent here to investigate accountants crashed. Yes, that's right, it must have been done by terrorists!
Tony Stark, chairman of Stark Industries, the most powerful military-industrial complex in the United States and even the world, was invited by the American base in Afghanistan to test Stark Industries' latest Jellicoe missile. The U.S. military will observe the missile's performance and ultimately decide on the total volume of arms sales orders.
Tony arrived at the U.S. military base, surrounded by security personnel from the "553" unit.
"General Glass."
Tony reached out his hand to a middle-aged American major general with white hair, but who still looked very energetic.
"Welcome, Mr. Stark."
The two shook hands amicably under the spotlight of official media.
This is a victorious meeting of the military-industrial complex.
Everyone says Tony is a germaphobe, but he's not. He just doesn't like accepting things from strangers because his father gave him something before he died and never came back. Someone truly with germaphobia wouldn't be spending all their time at nightclubs with young models… He's not afraid of illness, so why would he be afraid of dirt?
"We look forward to your weapons demonstration."
General Glass said with a smile, his hands behind his back.
Great! The more high-tech and expensive the weapon, the better. They're even trying to fabricate bills for the U.S. Department of Defense because they have too much money and don't have enough justifications to balance their accounts.
Tony Stark's arrival has solved a major problem for them. They can buy more high-tech, expensive weapons and use them to fight terrorists. At that time, who knows how many Jellicoe missiles I used and how many terrorist bases I destroyed?
Learn how a $200 million missile can shoot down a $200 civilian drone.
Do you really think these American generals are idiots who like to use anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes? You laugh at the US military for being wasteful, but the generals laugh at you for not understanding the US military!
"Thank you."
Tony shook hands with each of the senior officers at the American base.
Although Tony is usually arrogant and domineering, he is not completely ignorant of human relationships. These American generals are his cash cows. As the saying goes, the customer is always right, especially these "gods" in front of him. A few casual words from them could affect Stark Industries' revenue by hundreds of millions of dollars.
In the wilderness, at the Jericho missile test site.
"Which is better, to be feared or to be respected? This is a very difficult question to answer, and what Stark Group does is to break out of this mindset and look at the issue from a higher perspective."
Tony stood with his back to the wilderness, facing the assembled American generals, a smile on his face.
"Only children make choices; adults want it all! At Stark Industries, we aim to achieve both!"
This opening was excellent; the generals were immediately taken aback.
Tony smiled slightly and said:
"Therefore, generals, what you are about to see is Stark Industries' flagship product, a newly developed cluster missile. This is the first missile equipped with propulsion technology exclusively developed by Stark Industries."
"Some people say that the best weapon is the one you never have to use. I have reservations about that. I prefer a weapon that you only need to use once. That's what my dad did, that's what America does, and that's been quite successful so far."
Tony pointed to the missile launcher beside him:
"Find an opportunity to launch this thing once, and I can guarantee everyone that the bad guys will never want to come out of their holes again!"
Say it.
Tony waved his hand.
Upon receiving the command, the missile launch pad activated and began calibrating for attack on target 0...
A mountaintop in the wilderness was locked onto by a missile system.
instantly.
With a loud "boom," a missile was launched.
Trailing a long, fiery tail, it violently rubbed against the air, raising a plume of white smoke.
Flying at supersonic speeds, once it reached the target area, the cluster munitions dispersed, like a sky full of stars, and fell onto the mountain.
"Now, I would like to formally introduce to you the Jericho missile."
Tony didn't even look behind him, spread his arms wide, and shouted.
next moment.
With a series of booming sounds, the missile landed, and immediately a visible shockwave swept over everyone on the launch pad. Many unprepared military leaders had their hats blown off.
Tony, with a smug smile on his face, kept his arms outstretched to the sides. While the military personnel were slightly flustered, dodging the huge dust kicked up by the Jericho missile, Tony stood still, his expression seemingly one of enjoyment—but what enjoyment? He was just spewing sand into his mouth; he was simply showing off.
"Damn it, this bastard is such a show-off!"
Hawke, hiding in the clouds, couldn't help but curl his lip when he saw Tony's pretentious manner.
4.8 However, when Hawke saw the scene after the Jericho missile exploded, half of the mountain was blown away, and he couldn't help but marvel at the power of this missile.
When poor, use tactical infiltration; when rich, use overwhelming firepower. What a wise saying!
Hawke, too lazy to watch Tony's public display of divine intervention, took out his phone and began directing his men to monitor the movements of that old bastard Obama.
For Obama, whose net worth is over 10 billion US dollars, coming up with another 2 billion US dollars in cash is somewhat difficult, but it is only difficult and far from being a desperate situation, so of course he would never sell his body.
Besides, with his pathetic appearance, even if he were to sell his ass, who would buy it?
Therefore, during this period, Obama was busy raising money in various ways.
179 The December cover girls are twins.
Ordinary people might have run away long ago if they were blackmailed like this by Hawke, but Obama is different. As the vice president of Stark Industries, in charge of the group's day-to-day operations, Obama's actual status and social influence are extraordinary.
To put it simply, if Tony were willing to work for the U.S. government, he could immediately obtain the position of Secretary of State. However, if Obama were to work for the government, he could at least obtain a cabinet minister position in the White House, which would be very powerful, provided there was an exchange of benefits.
With immense power and a net worth of billions, would Obama be willing to abandon everything and run away, becoming a stinking rat that can only live in the sewers in the future?
Once you've tasted the power, it's not so easy to let go.
Therefore, Obama had no choice but to try his best to raise the $20 billion that Hawke demanded.
Hawke could guess what Obama was thinking. It was simply that he was careless the first time Hawke took the money, which is why Hawke escaped. The second time, he would definitely not be careless. He would catch Hawke on the spot, so that the $2 billion he had raised would not be lost, and the $1 billion that Hawke had taken would have to be returned obediently. He would make Hawke disappear from this world completely.
"I don't care what this old guy is thinking, as long as he's raising money, that's very good."
Hawke smiled, made the arrangements, and then started scrolling through Twitter again.