Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

Correction, the whiplock here is named Ivan Vanko, and Anton Vanko is his father.

Thinking of this, Ivan Vanke no longer hesitated and waved the long whip in his hand towards Stark.

The electric current crackled, and Stark was hit by it before he could react, leaving a streak of charred black on his suit instantly.

After all, this is just a set of portable battle suits. The defense is too weak, so it is inevitable to suffer some damage, but even so, there is no muscle damage. It is more just the damage of the outer armor and the voltage instability caused by the current.

What's more, Ivan's battle suit is obviously more fragile. Maybe he needs to hit him a dozen times in a row to pose a real threat to Stark, but Stark can completely end the battle by hitting him once.

Ivan also knew it well. Because of this, he almost never stopped after hitting once, and immediately followed up with another move, hoping to use the combo to make Stark have no chance to fight back and keep draining his health.

This is probably the only possible way to succeed.

But Stark couldn't just get his wish. After being hit a few times, he found the right opportunity, raised his hand and fired two palm cannons.

However, Vanke also had good reflexes. He found the right moment for Stark to take action and quickly whipped his whip sideways, causing the air to vibrate and disperse the plasma flow in the air.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his whip around Stark, hoping to restrict Stark's activities and increase the current input to him.

However, this is a fatal wrong choice.

The reason why he was able to cause damage to Stark was the cutting force of the electric whip. The energy output of the electric current alone, in addition to replenishing energy for him, could only make the steel suit peel off some paint at most.

"Oops"

Ivan Vanke seemed to realize the problem, and was about to change his strategy, preparing to pull Stark and throw him hard.

At this time, a small piece of iron suddenly flew from nowhere, pierced his arm directly, blood spattered out, and his figure couldn't help but pause.

"Beautiful" Qin Shou secretly thought, this time he kicked it accurately.

Stark also seized the opportunity, pulled the current surge whip and wrapped it around himself, stood up and approached, then threw Ivan Vanko directly to the ground, and grabbed the reactor from his chest.

Without the support of energy, the crude armor on Wanke's body fell silent in an instant, and the electric whip no longer worked.

The surrounding crowd and the audience in front of the TV suddenly cheered.

Gao Han, who was standing in front of the broadcast screen at the station, also tapped the holographic phone in his hand a few times and put it in his pocket.

While he was relieved, a trace of regret flashed across his face.

At the same time, in the trunk of a limousine, the originally bright red lines on a silver high-tech box suddenly dimmed at this time.

On the track, Stark looked at the reactor in his hand and pondered for a moment.

Ivan, who was being dragged away by the police, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed crazily: "You lose, you lose Stark, hahahahaha."

Stark looked up at him, then crushed the reactor in his hand.

At this time, Qin Shou took off his helmet, stepped forward and smashed it into Ivan's face, saying: "That's a lot of nonsense."

And the policeman next to him just stepped forward to stop him performatively, and let Qin Shou hit him.

Soon, Stark found the place where Ivan Vanke was detained through various relationships, and obtained five minutes of separate interrogation authority.

As soon as he entered the detention room, he saw Ivan sitting on the stool naked, with tattoos on almost every corner of his muscular muscles.

"Very advanced technology, but the speed is a bit low." Stark stepped forward and continued: "You can double the speed. It is useful to let the anti-energy pass through the ionized plasma pipe, but the efficiency is not high. But Still a pretty good knockoff."

Stark walked up to him while talking, but Ivan still didn't say a word, so Stark looked at him and said, "It seems that your friends are all vulgar people."

"Your family is all thieves and butchers. You, like every sinner, want to rewrite your history and forget the lives of the Stark family." Ivan Vanke finally spoke, his words full of sarcasm .

After a while, when Stark learned the only useful news about his father Anton Vanke from Ivan, he didn't stay any longer, turned and left.

Walking out of the detention center, I saw Qin Shou standing beside Stark's car waiting.

"Did you ask anything?" Qin Shou asked.

"Well, it's nothing." Stark hesitated for a moment and then said: "Thank you for your help today. Besides, I'm going to take a flight back this afternoon. If you still want to stay here to play, I'll ask my plane to pick you up later. I’m sorry for you”

Stark wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by Qin Shou: "Forget it, I don't plan to continue playing, I'd better go home early to accompany my wife."

"Yeah, that's fine," Stark said, opening the car door. He paused and turned to look at Qin Shou and said, "Can you please do me a favor?"

"do what"

Stark said a little embarrassedly: "Can you please teach me how to cook?"

"Ha" Qin Shou said confused.

"It doesn't matter whether you help me or not." Stark blushed and said angrily.

With that said, he got into the car and slammed the door shut.

"Help, of course I will help." Qin Shou said and got into the passenger seat, then looked at Stark with a gossipy face: "I'm just curious why you suddenly had this idea."

But Stark obviously didn't want to answer this question, Qin Shou closed his eyes in doubt, and seriously recalled the plot in his memory.

"You want to cook for Pepper?" Qin Shou looked back with a funny smile.

Seeing that Stark was still grumbling and silent, Qin Shou simply asked: "What kind of food do you want to learn?"

After hearing this, Stark thought for a while and asked: "How about a full banquet with Han Chinese? I heard that this dish is very famous."

"Impossible, give up." Qin Shou said without hesitation with a black line on his face, "And who on earth told you that it was a dish?"

"It's not a dish. Why is it impossible?" Stark also became curious and competitive and asked.

"A banquet specification that needs to be verified. Give it up. It is impossible for you to learn it. The difficulty is about the same as asking Harpy to build a steel suit, getting Pepper to agree that you have a new female assistant, and letting Xiaoshu dress up as a woman."

"Well, that's indeed a bit too difficult." Stark thought for a while, and according to Qin Shou, the difficulty was indeed too high, so he said, "How about you recommend a dish to me."

"Let's scramble eggs with chopped green onion, this is more suitable for you." Qin Shou nodded affirmatively.

"No matter how difficult it is, it's not too easy."

Qin Shou rubbed his chin and pondered for a while. Out of Stark's pride as a genius, he finally said out of conscience: "It's quite difficult, and most people can't learn it in ten days and a half months, but with your learning Ability, a few hours should be enough."

To be continued