Marvel's Fairy Chef

"Tony, please listen to my explanation..." Rhodes said awkwardly after being knocked down by Stark's punch.

"I'll talk to you after I eliminate all these iron lumps!" Although Stark was angry, what he wanted to do now was not to hold anyone responsible, but to eliminate all these rampaging robots first.

"Damn it! Why do I think there's something wrong with these things!" Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes, who had regained control of the suit, couldn't help but frowned after destroying a robot. The movements of these robots were obviously more flexible than the first few. The latter was actually dodging consciously against his own attack.

"They are imitating our movements!" Stark blasted away the robots with his hand cannon and said to Rhodes: "Do you know where their central control system is?"

"In the basement of the Hammer Industrial Building," Rhodes answered and also asked: "You mean these robots can learn to evolve?"

"I hope I guessed wrong!" Stark looked at the Hammer Industrial building with a solemn face. That damn Ivan Vanko, do you know how much trouble you have caused? And the military behind Rhodes. Once this matter is resolved, I will give you my best regards...

"I didn't expect that guy Stark is quite good at artificial intelligence, don't you think so, Adam?" Ivan Vanke crossed his legs and looked at the huge computer in front of him with a smile. The robots that were destroying everywhere were controlled by this supercomputer. Otherwise, Ivan Vanke would not be able to operate so many robots at the same time at his level.

"Master, I have initially grasped Iron Man's action patterns. Shall we start a new combat procedure?" the artificial intelligence called Adam by Ivan Vanke asked aloud.

"Let's begin! I hope our Iron Man won't be too surprised!" A flash of cruelty flashed across Ivan Vanke's face. It was time to end the thief's life.

"The last one!" When Stark eliminated the last robot, he almost collapsed. A total of seventy-one war machines, especially the ten at the back, have almost caught up with normal special forces in their standard tactical movements. If Stark hadn't had a backup plan, he might have been lying on the ground. It was him and Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes.

"What a terrifying learning ability!" Lieutenant Colonel Rhodes looked at the robot fragments on the ground, but the fear in his heart has not diminished at all, because so far they have not seen the mastermind of the incident, Ivan Vanko. God knows what this madman secretly created How many of those robots?

"Yes! We must kill that madman before things get out of hand... Otherwise, when he creates the entire mechanical army, the danger will not only be as simple as New York, but also the entire The earth will be destroyed by those robots..." When Stark thought of those terrifying mechanical legions that appeared in the video, he was so stupid! If I had known, I should have listened to c729 and destroyed the information directly. Now, those terrible technologies have actually fallen into the hands of a madman. Thinking of this, Stark looked at Rhodes again, how did those damn guys steal my information?

"Did you do a good job? You actually wiped out all my experimental machines so quickly~" Just as Stark and Rhodes were about to leave for the Hammer Building, three new robots with red patterns appeared in the Star. In front of the two of them.

"This is..." Stark's eyelids jumped as he looked at the new model in front of him, Damn! Now there's trouble. This is the Assassination Master Type I. It's a new type of robot that I modified based on the data from that mechanical empire. The latter can analyze the opponent's data very quickly during the opponent's actions and attack the target's weaknesses. It is an extremely difficult robot. And depending on the situation, Ivan Vanke has already input the information he just used against the experimental machine into the master assassin's computer~ In other words, the robot at this moment is specifically designed to restrain his own nemesis.

"Rhode, let's retreat!" Stark thought for a moment. With the current situation of the two of them, let alone this assassin-type robot, even a few more experimental machines would be difficult to handle.

"Want to run away?" Seeing Iron Man running away, Ivan Vanke ordered to Adam: "Send out the remaining assassins and kill that Stark at one o'clock tonight!"

"Thank you, Mr. Immortal Chef, for hosting the banquet..." At the Immortal Food Banquet, the invited guests were almost drooling when they looked at the delicious feast in front of them.

"Master, is this the magical egg fried rice you are talking about?" Linghu Chong couldn't help but swallowed at the golden egg fried rice on the dinner plate. His master had already entered into the innate magical cuisine after just one bite. , but now they are piled aside like a big pot of rice. What a big deal!

"Yes! Thanks to Master Xianchu's enlightenment, otherwise I might have entered the devil's path without realizing it!" Yue Buqun couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the egg fried rice piled in the corner.

"You are Senior Dugu..." Feng Qingyang looked at the man carrying the sword in front of him in a corner of the Immortal Food Hall and couldn't help but get excited, Oh my God! He was actually the peerless swordsman who taught him the Dugu Nine Swords.

"This senior, I am Dugu Qiubai, I cannot be called senior." Dugu Qiubei looked at Feng Qingyang, who had white hair and beard, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Damn it!" Who is this old guy? Inexplicably calling me "senior", although I do look a little anxious, but judging from my appearance, I am only in my forties at most. What does it mean for a guy in your seventies and eighty years to salute me as "junior"?

"Senior, I'm Xiao Fengzi! Don't you remember me?" Feng Qingyang's old face turned red. Apparently he was a little too excited to see his benefactor Feng Qingyang again.

"What kind of little seal? I don't know you. Hey, if you keep nagging, I'm going to call you..." Dugu Qiubei looked depressed. He didn't meet anyone with special hobbies. Already?

"Chong'er, where is your grand master uncle?" Yue Buqun glanced around after sighing. Why is his master uncle missing?

"Hey! Father-in-law, do you think the person who is chatting with others is the Grand Master?" Lin Pingzhi's sharp eyes immediately found a figure similar to Feng Qingyang. Why is he similar? Lin Pingzhi swore that he definitely did not see it on purpose, but Feng Qingyang made a lot of noise at this time, and all the guests who came to the banquet noticed it. It's just that when I see them one by one, I feel it's too annoying. You said that you are an old man and your heart is old. But in this public place, you are hugging the thigh of a grown man. Have you ever considered other people's feelings? ?

"Pingzhi! You must have seen it wrong! We don't know that person..." Yue Buqun glanced at him and quickly dragged Linghu Chong away who was about to step forward.

"Master, that man is really the Grand Master!" Linghu Chong, who was dragged away by Yue Buqun, looked at his master strangely and didn't understand why Yue Buqun pretended not to know the Grand Master.

"Chong'er! Your grand master uncle ran away without saying a word. He must have his intention. If we rush up to recognize each other at this time, I'm afraid it will ruin your grand master uncle's important affairs..." Yue Buqun said on one side. While stroking his beard, he carefully analyzed Feng Qingyang's intentions, which made the eavesdropping chef stunned. As the owner of the Immortal Food Space, he knew everything Feng Qingyang said and did just now. It is clear to all that in order to protect the future of the martial arts world, Yue Buqun's ability to tell lies is definitely world-class. If we didn't know what happened in advance, we would almost believe it! Well, how about waiting for the banquet to end, leaving Yue Buqun behind, and having a serious yet friendly academic discussion on the art of lying?