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Chapter 445 Electric Shock Therapy ([-]rd)
"Be quiet and don't move there." The crimson mech held the ashen-faced worker in his hand, threatening, "Otherwise I'll blow this guy's head to pieces! I will do what I say!"

"Yes, yes, I believe you will." Tony said, raising his palm indifferently.

Seeing his actions, Hill couldn't help but feel uneasy: "Wait a minute, Chief, he has innocent hostages in his hands, maybe we shouldn't take dangerous actions. Let's compromise now, wait and see what happens and wait for the opportunity"

"No." Tony said confidently, "everything is under control."

The arc reactor and the repulsion cannon in his palm echoed each other, the blue light was lit up, and the energy output level increased rapidly.The auxiliary aiming system made the striking position extremely accurate, and the azure repulsive beam blasted out, passed straight through the worker's armpit, and hit the heart of the crimson mecha impartially.

One of the most obvious weaknesses of a huge and heavy machine like the crimson mecha is that it is too big, so big that it is impossible for a mere hostage to help you block all parts of the body.

With just one shot, the repulsive light beam melted through the shell and hit the heart of the mecha.The armor was blasted away, and black smoke rose from the crimson mech's heart, and the whole set of armor fell from the air like a dead plane, stirring up dust several people high when it landed.

Iron Man caught the worker who was being held hostage just in time, and released him back to the ground.The onlookers on the construction site watched the big group of red guys who had fallen to the ground and remained silent for a while, and someone couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Is he?"

"Dead? That's right." Tony said, stepped forward to the crimson mecha, and added, "It's only temporary."

The vital signs basically stagnated, and the heart stopped beating. Biologically speaking, the driver was indeed dead.

But it's not too late.

Iron Man squatted beside the other party, and stretched out two fingers into the cracked breastplate of the crimson mech.He lightly pressed his finger on the opponent's heart, the armor was charged, and the current was released.A surge of electric current connected to the opponent's whole body, shaking the crimson mech's whole body to bounce up violently.

The crimson mech's heartbeat recovered in an instant, he coughed violently, and began to pant.All his signs were as weak as a patient recovering from a serious illness, but he recovered, and he was still alive.

The onlookers exploded.

"God, did you see that? He brought him back to life again!"

"Did you all see what happened?"

"He just touched him a little bit, and he came back to life."

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Alert lifted. Twenty seconds later, several Aegis transport planes also rushed to the scene.The agents quickly cleared the venue. They pulled up the cordon and cleared the onlookers out.A group of agents dragged the pilot out of the mecha, handcuffed him and put him on the transport plane.

Maria Hill came to the scene in person.She crossed her hips and looked at her boss who was hiding in the iron shell.

"You know, the public shooting and execution of criminals...would have a very good impact." She said, "Although you do have such authority, considering that the newly restored Aegis is still on the cusp, doing so will inevitably be punished by some caring people. criticized."

"But he's still alive, isn't he?" Tony said. "I've got my measure."

"But you still killed him, at least once." Hill reminded, "It's not that there is no better plan."

"But there is nothing more favorable." Tony waved his hand, "Okay, do I need to remind you again? I'm the director, so I don't need to argue with you here. Anyway, I did my job well, and that's enough. If you don't mind, I have to excuse myself first. I have other plans for the future."

He didn't wait for Hill to respond, the whole person soared into the sky, flew into the sky and disappeared.

Hill looked at the direction he was leaving, and said to himself: "Well, at least he handles his work neatly."

***
At the same time, in another place, the whole process of Iron Man fighting the Crimson Mecha was played on the big screen suspended in the room.The screen was not turned off until Iron Man and Hill separated and flew out of the camera.

An old man with a big beard sat in a luxuriously decorated seat, with a dragon totem painted on the wall behind him.He rested his chin, staring at the screen that had been turned off, lost in thought.

"Stark's armor is stronger than we expected," someone said from the other end of the room.

The person who came was a man in a white tights, who looked quite young.He held a tablet computer in his hand, flicking his finger on the touch screen.

"The data you want?" the old man asked.

"We have collected them all." The man said, "We have most of the data of Stark's suit of armor, and many parts have been greatly upgraded compared to the previous version. It can be said that his equipment has been upgraded conceptually. , It’s not at the same level as the Iron Man armor we knew before. If you just let the crimson mecha level be shot, there is no chance of winning.”

"Hmm" the old man pondered for a while, not surprised by this.He thought for a while, then asked, "So, can you still handle Stark's brand new system?"

"Of course no problem." The young man was full of confidence, "No matter how he upgrades, as long as Stark is still Stark, he will never escape my palm."

Having said that, he smiled coldly, stretched out his hand to operate on the tablet, and opened a certain program.

The young man sneered: "As long as there is this."

The old man glanced at him, then closed his eyes.

"Then I'll leave it to you, don't let me down." The old man said coldly, "I am very interested in what you have. But at the same time, you have to know that those are not indispensable to me. If If you miss, I can solve it by myself, it just takes a little effort. I hope you seize your chance."

The young man said lightly, "I know."

***
For a while Peter Parker dreamed that one day Tony Stark would come to his school and find him and say the world was at stake and the Avengers needed your power or something
And now his dream has come true, but he would rather not have it.

"You are really a big shot now." Tony stopped him outside the school gate, and said sarcastically, "If you don't come to the meeting and don't reply to the message, now you don't even dare to return my phone call. It's not easy to invite you .”

Peter paused.

Well, what should come will always come, and he knows that it is impossible to hide like this forever.

"Would you mind explaining where you were yesterday?"

Peter pondered for a while, then raised his head: "I didn't go anywhere. I just don't want to go, that's all."

(End of this chapter)