Meiman: I became Tony's younger brother

Chapter 98 The Forever Iron Man
Looking at it again, it is similar to Lak's data three months ago,

Oh, that's fine.

At this time, Lak's voice suddenly came from the communicator:
"Tony, go play with him, don't see Pepper until you get married."

"Why? That's my wife!"

"Are you registered?"

"Not even registered..."

"going or not!"

"Fack and Clark, you wait for me."

Tony raised his middle finger, holding his lightsaber and turned around to find trouble with Steve.

If you can't beat Lark, I will take it out on you.

As soon as Tony left, Harpy's pressure increased sharply. He struggled to avoid the demon's attack and shouted: "Boss, what should I do if you leave?"

"You can figure it out."

"what?"

Why not bring such a bully.

Happy wanted to cry, but the long sword falling head-on didn't give him a chance.

"Fatty, you had a great time playing just now, now it's my turn." One of the two armors left, the pressure of the demon dropped sharply, and the two daggers combined to chop off at Happy.

There was a stadium behind him, and Happy couldn't get out of the way. Although the missiles he carried had been exhausted, he was not nervous at all, and activated the taunting skill instead.

"You black-hearted bastard is ashamed to call me fat. I really don't know who gave you the courage."

"Fatty, courting death—"

The demon was furious, and the sword moved three points faster, and it reached Happy's head in an instant.

Suddenly a golden light flew from the sky and entangled the long sword. It was obviously only a centimeter away, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't move an inch.

Happy tilted his head, his mask eyes sparkling: "Is it a surprise, is it a surprise!"

The voice is not loud, and the ridicule value is full. This is the cheapest human being it has encountered in thousands of years.

I must catch him, cut off his body piece by piece, and use it to feed hellhounds; after his death, draw out his soul, throw him into the magma to suffer for thousands of years; finally throw it into his mouth to eat Lose.

It's a pity that the idea was just born, a huge force came from the rope, the long sword collapsed, and the rope moved forward along the black mist to wrap around the demon's horns.

Then the rope stretched straight, pulled the demon up by the roots, and flew in the air. It still stared at Happy:

"—Fatty man, I remember you."

"...Clint, is the weight loss class still enrolling?"

"Get off."

"okay."

With a knife in his right hand, Lak fights against the high-level demons, and the energy whip in his left hand wraps around the little demons as a shield from time to time, fighting the two demons with great vigor.

The movements are awesome, the momentum is full, and he looks handsome, but in fact, only he knows the pain of this moment.

At another end, he has to play GG.

Alas, I'm so bad, it took me four months of practice to reach this level.

failure!

On the other side, Tony landed on the ground, put away his long sword, and planned to chat with the old Popsicle.

According to the information obtained by Jarvis, this man was a comrade-in-arms with Howard during World War II, and it seems that he defeated the playboy Howard to win the beauty.

It's really not polite to do something to such a "warrior" and old man.

"Hey, Old Bing... Cough cough, Captain Steve Rogers, why don't we sit down and talk, it's not good to fight when we meet for the first time."

Steve's eyes were still cold, without the slightest emotion. He swung his shield with one arm and flew out, followed by his body. His right hand was aimed at Tony's head like a cannonball.

"Om."

"Shet."

Tony didn't expect him to do it without saying a word. In the blink of an eye, the shield was in front of him. With the help of Jarvis, he spread his five fingers to catch the shield.

"Crench, crunch."

"Kick off."

The armor on his hand was deformed and dented, and the huge force was transmitted from the tiger's mouth to his whole body. Tony took two steps back to stabilize himself.

Before he could be surprised, the iron fist was rapidly enlarged in his eyes. At the very moment, he bent his knees and bent down, propped his shield on the ground to avoid the fist, and then the armor exerted force, and his body bounced up and hit Steve's chest.

"boom!"

The captain flew upside down and hit the green tree, but he rubbed his chest and stood up with someone who was fine.

Xie Te, I also want to have a body like this... Tony was holding the shield and was about to throw it out, but after thinking about it, he still didn't do it, and threw it into the wall.

Will not use, easy to overturn.

It's time to end the fight tonight, and I can have a late-night snack after finishing it quickly, and remove the iron lump on my chest by the way.

Rucker was right, as long as there was Pepper, there was Morgan, there was Rucker, there was Happy, there was Winston, there was...

I am Iron Man,

Forever Iron Man.

After removing the shackles, Tony felt infinite joy in his heart. He took the initiative to charge forward, combined with the fighting experience Jarvis learned from the Internet, and quickly hammered Steve to the ground.

Shields accounted for [-]% of Steve's strength.

So what about the extraordinary physical body? In terms of speed and strength, how can it compare to the armor driven by the Ark reactor? No matter how fast the reaction is, can a machine scan thousands of times per second faster?
The captain is defeated, the demon is blocked, and Lark wins [-]v[-]. Everything is moving in a good direction. It seems that this chaos will end soon.

According to Murphy's Law, when you don't want something to happen, it will happen.

In the office, Pierce gave instructions to the computer: "Dr. Zola, let's get started."

The face made of code on the screen smiled: "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

The screen went off, and Pierce got up and walked to the window, facing the cloud-covered New Jersey.

Dr. Zola followed the network into New Jersey. He carefully avoided the artificial intelligence of Stark Industries and invaded the surrounding surveillance.

Soon he discovers that Tony and Steve don't know what's hitting "Snack Street".

His eyes lit up and he dialed the phone immediately.

"Jingling!" XN
More than a dozen snack trucks rang at the same time, and the expressions of Tony in the battle and Fury in the distance changed at the same time.

"No, there's a bomb!"

"Run!"

In the next second, the bell stopped, the snack cart vibrated, and invisible fluctuations swept all directions. Wherever it passed, the power was cut off, the lights went out, and the battle armor fell.

Electromagnetic pulse weapons.

New Jersey was plunged into total darkness.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

Losing momentum, Tony snapped his fist and leaned forward into Steve, pushing him into the Hudson River and throwing himself on the bank.

"Pfft."

"what--!"

25 battle armors fell at the same time, and the demon broke through the wall with a laugh, and went straight to the center of the venue.

It was pitch black inside, and everyone screamed and retreated crazily, causing countless stampedes in a moment, and it was useless for the security guard to shout.

Hill and the others fired all their firepower, but it was useless, they could only watch helplessly under the cover of black mist.

Lak paused for a moment, but this time was caught by the high-level demon on the opposite side. It shattered the blade, and an iron rod as thick as an arm came out of his hand, piercing the space and inserting it on the concrete floor in front of the venue.

"Boom!"

Black light emerged, and the flesh and soul of the people who died around the factory were forcefully pulled out and merged into the iron rod.

One, two, three.

As more and more souls were absorbed, black mist emerged from the iron rod, gradually forming a circle on the ground, with mysterious lines appearing on it.

(End of this chapter)