Villain in MCU- CH-74. Live Broadcast on the Entire Network! The Fiancée Who Loves to Show Off!

The closer they got to the bank, the more people there were, and by the time they arrived at the entrance, the street was already crowded.

The news that billionaire Tony Stark had issued a challenge to Jason Walter, the most wanted criminal in the United States, had become a hot topic and was known to everyone in the city.

This billion-dollar gamble attracted the attention of countless people, and some even flew to Los Angeles to witness the outcome with their own eyes.

Stark Industrial Bank had quickly become a celebrity check-in spot in Los Angeles, and its popularity had soared rapidly, approaching that of the Hollywood Walk of Fame and Disneyland.

Jason and Christine were walking around among the crowd.

Jason was happy to see the sudden popularity of the incident.

The more tourists came to watch, the more reputation he would gain. After all, the shock brought by watching the news on TV and witnessing it firsthand were incomparable.

Besides, the more people there were, the more chaotic it would be, making it easier for Jason and his friends to take advantage of the situation.

"Look! There's an armored vehicle ahead!" Someone suddenly shouted.

The tourists looked up and saw 10 military armored vehicles at the end of the road roaring toward the bank.

"There should be a billion dollars in that armored car."

"I think so."

"Stark Industries is amazing. They can actually use the military's armored vehicles."

With police cars leading the way, ten armored vehicles and a TV broadcast vehicle drove into the bank's underground garage.

After a few minutes, real-time images appeared on the huge screen outside the bank building, and a beautiful female host appeared on the screen.

There was no need to elaborate on how popular this billion-dollar gamble had become. All television media across the country wanted to follow and interview about it.

But the final winner was a local TV station that had a long-term strategic partnership with Stark Industries.

On the big screen, the female host held up the microphone and spoke excitedly.

"Good morning, everyone. The billion-dollar gamble is already known to everyone, but many people are wondering whether Mr. Stark really took out the money, or whether it's real."

"In order to find out the truth, I am now at the headquarters of Stark Industrial Bank. An armored vehicle loaded with one billion U.S. dollars has arrived at the door of the bank's vault."

The screen moved, and ten armored vehicles were seen parked in an empty underground parking lot.

Dozens of fully armed security guards jumped out of the cars with automatic rifles and stood guard around the vault.

The rear compartment of the armored vehicle opened, and the bank security guards walked in and took out huge cash boxes one by one.

These cash boxes were specially made by Stark Industries, using hard alloy materials, and were very heavy to handle.

Each cash box could hold exactly 10 million U.S. dollars, meaning 1 billion U.S. dollars equaled 100 cash boxes.

Dozens of long tables with money detectors were placed in front of the vault door, and two bank accountants sat at each table.

The accountants were responsible for verifying the amount of money using the money detectors. After verification, the money would be handed over to the bank for safekeeping in the vault.

A smile appeared on Jason's lips. It turned out his previous worries were unnecessary.

In order to lure him into the trap, Tony Stark had actually checked the 1 billion U.S. dollars live to ensure that the amount of money was accurate.

With such sincerity, Jason would feel embarrassed if he didn't take it.

After checking the money, the security guards placed all the money into the vault.

The female host and the photographer, accompanied by several security guards, entered the vault for a tour.

The floor tiles and walls were as white as jade, and the energy-saving lamps made the spacious vault dazzling.

What was even more eye-opening was the ten mountains of hundred-dollar bills piled up in the center of the vault.

One billion U.S. dollars is a fortune that 99.99% of the world's population would never be able to earn in their lifetime.

Faced with this huge sum of money, the female host was so excited that she couldn't close her legs: "Oh my God! This is the first time I've seen a billion dollars in my life. It is so spectacular and beautiful. I don't know what Jason Walter thinks, but I really want to rush over and hug this mountain of money now."

Seeing this scene, the tourists standing outside Stark Industrial Bank and the viewers watching the news on TV were so excited they were speechless.

"Tony Stark is really rich!"

"If I could go in and take out this much money, I wouldn't have to worry about anything in my life."

"Don't dream. Do you think you are Jason? Before you could even get close, the security guards would shoot you dead."

"Huh! Where did Tony Stark get all this money? Don't you have any idea?"

"He's a warmonger who's caused death and injury. Every penny he makes is stained with the blood of innocent people."

"So what? The dead weren't Americans."

As they were talking, the people around them started arguing.

After the tour, the hostess walked out of the vault.

Two bank employees closed the fifty-centimeter-thick safe door.

The host interviewed: "Mr. Stark said in the challenge that the door of the vault would be open to Jason Walter, but why did you close the door of the vault?"

The employee was prepared and explained, "I will open the vault door at midnight tomorrow night, and it will not be closed until midnight the next day."

"In order to prove Mr. Stark's sincerity and to dispel Jason Walter's concerns, the cameras in the vault will be on 24 hours a day, broadcasting live on YouTube to prove that Mr. Stark did not secretly take the cash."

After saying that, the employee left.

The female host faced the camera and shouted to Jason: "Jason Walter, did you see that? Mr. Stark has fulfilled all the conditions he promised you. If you are still a man, come and take it away!"

The live broadcast ended, and the big screen switched to the view of the camera inside the vault.

Seeing that there was nothing to see, Jason and Christine prepared to leave.

Just as they squeezed out of the crowd, they suddenly heard a woman say proudly.

"My fiancé is a security guard for Stark Industries. He has access to this vault."

Jason and Christine stopped instantly.

A woman retorted, "Don't lie, ordinary security guards can only guard the gate from outside and are not qualified to enter the vault."

"I'm not lying! My fiancé is a retired Navy SEAL. He has been selected into the security team and earns $100,000 a month!"

"Haha, if you say so, then so be it. Then my fiancé is a shareholder of Stark Industries."

"Bah! Look at all the cheap clothes you're wearing, and you're still a shareholder. You're more like a stockholder."

"You are the same! Look at the car keys in your hand. They're actually old Fords. I'm too embarrassed to drive such a rubbish car."

"Humph! What's wrong with the old model? I just like nostalgia. I know you're jealous of me. After all, one hundred thousand dollars is my man's monthly salary, but it's your man's annual salary."

"Even if my man earns less, at least he won't be in danger. I guarantee that in two days, your fiancé will be killed by Jason, and then you'll become a second-hand commodity that no one wants."

"Bitch! Bitch! My fiancé won a medal in the Gulf War. He can beat the shit out of Jason with one punch!"

Following the sound, Jason finally found the woman.

Medium-length black hair, big blue eyes, and a beautiful oval face full of anger.

She wore a red tank top, a gray and black plaid skirt, and high heels. Her figure could barely be considered tall.

The quarrel between the two women continued. Jason smiled and nodded at Christine, and she immediately understood what he meant.

She deliberately squeezed between the two of them, "Excuse me, please make way."

"Hey! You!"

"Why are you pushing so hard?"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Christine stretched out her right hand, stuffed a bug with a built-in signal transmitter function into the woman's bag, and then quickly left.

The two came to an empty corner, and Christine put on hidden headphones.

"The sound is a bit mixed, but I can still hear it clearly."

Jason said, "I'm glad you heard it. I'll continue to scout the area as planned. You will be responsible for monitoring her today. If the situation is true, then we have our chance."

Christine nodded, and the two separated.

In the evening, the sky gradually darkened.

Jason opened his notebook, which was already filled with words and simple diagrams.

In one day, he walked all the roads and paths around the bank, including sewers, commanding heights, and usable shelters.

After returning to the car with a full load, he took out his newly bought ordinary mobile phone and sent a text message to Christine, "How's the situation?"

A minute later, Christine replied, "It's true, let's gather!"

"OK, I'll go home and pick someone up."

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