Marvel's Super Venom System

Chapter 271 Responsibilities

Under the illumination of countless flashing lights, Tony finally got rid of those difficult reporters, walked off the press conference platform, and came to the inner passage behind.

As soon as he stepped out of the gates of the Avengers' base, he started scrambling to make contacts to arrange this press conference.

As Iron Man, he must immediately make an official response and explanation for the actions of the Avengers, otherwise those malicious speculations and deliberate smears can immediately bury them.

Looking at the empty inner passage, Tony also closed his eyes and leaned against the wall to rest. Dealing with the reporters who always dig holes for him and make things difficult for him really makes him feel exhausted.

After resting for a while, he opened his eyes again, then walked to the end of the passage, turned a corner, and walked towards the elevator in the inner passage.

Only the sound of Tony's footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor. When he approached the elevator, he noticed that there was a well-dressed middle-aged woman standing against the wall.

Seeing Tony coming, the middle-aged woman didn't do anything, she didn't even turn her head to look at Tony, she just looked at the elevator in front of her without saying a word.

Although Tony felt strange, he didn't say anything. He only thought that this person was waiting for the elevator like himself.

The two of them stood like this and waited for the elevator in front of them to arrive. Only the sound of breathing slowly echoed in the empty corridor.

After a while, Tony finally noticed something was wrong. He didn't notice it when he first arrived. It turned out that the elevator hadn't been pressed at all.

He was a little tired just now, so he didn't pay attention to the button. He just stood here and waited for the elevator, but now that he came back to his senses, he suddenly became alert.

Tony turned sideways slowly, facing the middle-aged woman, and then stretched out a hand to press the elevator button in front of him.

"Click!" The originally very slight sound of the elevator button being pressed seemed to be amplified in the empty corridor.

Tony pressed the button of the elevator, and then asked the middle-aged woman beside him, "Are you going upstairs?"

Hearing his question, the middle-aged woman finally stopped being silent.

She turned her head to look at Tony's face with a cold expression, and said softly, "I'm not going upstairs, I just stay where I should be."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head, then put her right hand into her handbag and picked it up.

After seeing her dangerous action, Tony also hurriedly reached out and pinched her arm. "OK hey! Don't do something stupid."

After being held by the arm, the middle-aged woman also tried hard to break free, but Tony also increased his strength when he saw this, and firmly clamped her right hand.

After confirming that she could not break free, the middle-aged woman also stopped struggling, and Tony also saw through the edge of her handbag that there was nothing dangerous in the bag.

"Sorry, this is my occupational disease." Tony slowly let go of the middle-aged woman's arm while speaking.

Just as Tony let go of his hand, the middle-aged woman also looked at him with a cold face, and then introduced herself in a deep voice. "I work for the State Department, Human Resources."

Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Tony also smiled a little awkwardly, and then nodded.

Then the middle-aged woman also said: "I know this job is boring, but I can support my son with this job."

"I'm very proud to have such a son." While saying this, the middle-aged woman's face finally stopped being expressionless.

When she talked about her son, she couldn't help but smile, but at the same time, her eyes began to turn red, and the smile on the corner of her mouth turned into gnashing of teeth in a flash.

"His name is Charlie Spencer, he is a very good young man, but you killed him, right here in Wilnia."

While talking, the middle-aged woman slapped the photo taken out of her bag on Tony's chest.

Tony could only stand there dumbfounded when he heard the middle-aged woman's words. Of course he knew that Vernia was the name of the town that was lifted up into the sky by Ultron along the mountains.

"Perhaps this is nothing to you, great Tony Stark." The middle-aged woman's eyes concealed pain and anger, she looked at Tony and continued.

"Do you think you're fighting for us? No! You're only fighting for yourself."

"You are an excellent avenger, Stark, and you come and tell me who can avenge my son."

"He's my everything, but he's dead now, and it's all your fault."

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to remember that you are an executioner."

"Although you keep saying that you are fighting to protect us, you have no idea how many people are like my son."

After she finished speaking, the middle-aged woman turned around and left. She put the photo of her son back into the handbag, as gently as if it was not a photo but a baby.

Although the middle-aged woman had gone away and the elevator had opened, Tony still stood blankly on the corridor.

The sudden appearance of a middle-aged woman and her words were completely beyond Tony's expectations.

He took a few steps back and leaned against the wall of the corridor, then stared blankly with blank eyes.

After listening to the middle-aged woman's words, Tony's heart was also mixed, and it was extremely complicated.

He didn't want to hurt anyone, on the contrary, everything he has done so far has been to protect.

To protect his loved ones, to protect all innocent people and to protect this fragile planet.

His original idea for Ultron was also to better protect the earth against alien aggression.

Although he didn't want to see the result of losing control in the end, he also couldn't escape the responsibility for all of this.

Just like what the middle-aged woman said just now, he doesn't know how many people like her son exist.

The disaster caused by Ultron is his responsibility, just like a scar on his cheek, although it will heal, it can never be ignored and forgotten.

Tony leaned his head against the wall like this, and then sat down on the ground weakly along the wall.

Although the elevator has come and gone, but at the moment he just wants to sit like this.