The devil roaming the American comics

Although he was surprised by the strange little girl's delicate appearance, Tony never forgot his purpose.

The flying Iron Man first extinguished the energy flames on his hands, and then reached out to pick her up and take her away from the ground.

"whoosh"

"Sir, be careful"

Just when Tony's hands were about to touch the girl, a steel bar that spoke like a poisonous tongue sneaked up from the ground.

"Dang bang"

The steel bars were swept away by Tony's armor. At the same time, he quickly turned around and raised the energy cannon on his arm to aim at the source of the sneak attack.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch her rashly."

"I'm so lucky you're not me"

Tony said sarcastically like a reflex, and then he saw clearly the person who attacked him.

"Man, are you playing Batman? I have to say, let's call it armor."

"Your armor is really inferior." Tony put down the raised energy cannon.

Because he doesn't feel the danger of the pirated Batman below.

Al lowered his head and took a look at the armor he was wearing. Damon's craftsmanship was still nothing to say, but maybe, probably, or because of poverty, the materials were a bit shoddy.

Compare it to Iron Man flying in mid-air at the moment. Forget it, we don’t understand the world of rich people.

"I'm also considering changing my look. If you have any suggestions, please let me know."

"You can use aviation materials to replace this scrap metal. The shape does need to be changed. I suggest you use red and gold. These two colors are currently my favorite, and I can share them with you for free."

While talking nonsense, Tony asked Jarvis to search for the origin of the pirated Batman.

Comparing the body shape, weight and crude chin disguise, Jarvis quickly identified the origin of the pirated Batman.

At the same time, Mindy's delicate face that was not covered up was also searched out.

After Tony took a rough look at the information Jarvis had searched, he finally let down his guard. He stopped talking and fell to the ground.

"So, she is your daughter"

Ale was not surprised at all. He tacitly stopped talking nonsense, took a few steps forward, nodded, and returned: "She is my treasure."

"learn."

Tony opened his mask, revealed his true face and stretched out his hand: "Let's meet Batman, I am"

"Iron Man Tony Stark, I know."

"No, you don't know, I am Iron Man, not some Iron Man"

"Then you can call me Big Daddy. I'm not some pirated Batman."

"Boss, your nickname really takes advantage of others."

"My daughter gave it to me and she said it was a cute nickname."

Tony pulled back his hand in disbelief: "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Al also thinks this nickname is cute and fits his devilish aura.

"Whoa whoa whoa"

The sound of fire trucks came from far and near.

Tony remembered the serious business and hurriedly looked up to see the girl in the air, "Man, are you sure there is nothing wrong with your daughter? My housekeeper told me that if that energy is not controlled, you and I and the whole neighborhood will be in trouble." Within the blast range."

"you're afraid"

Tony frowned slightly: "This is not a question of whether you are afraid or not. There are more than ten thousand people living in this block, and you don't care at all."

Al shrugged and spread his hands: "So you are still afraid."

"you"

"An', look at how cowardly you are. Don't worry, hellfire won't break out. I'm still here, right?"

"Hellfire"

Tony looked back at Al again, "It's the Hellfire I thought of."

"Ah, probably."

After Al said something perfunctory, he came over and grabbed Tony, turned around and pushed him out of the alley.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

"I'll let you use your famous face. I'll leave it to you. Mindy is at a critical moment and can't be disturbed."

After a pause, Al said again: "Don't let anyone in, if you really don't want the whole neighborhood to explode."

"Hey, didn't you say you were here? Hey, explain to me clearly, can you control it?"

Tony waved his arms feebly twice, looked at Big Daddy who walked away without looking back, put down his mask and complained to Jarvis: "Do you feel that this guy is more of an asshole than me?"

"Sir, I can't make a clear comparison, I'm just artificial intelligence."

When, when

Tony knocked on his helmet with his hand. He was also furious. In comparison, this new friend he met was definitely an even more asshole than him.

Turning around, he walked towards the fire truck and onlookers outside. As he walked, he asked: "Have the investigation of the dead person in the apartment been clear?"

"Yes sir, they should all be subordinates of Frank D'Amico, the New York underground drug lord, and one of Damon McCready's revenge targets."

"one"

"I need to authorize you, sir. Part of Mr. Damon's information has been hidden within the police department."

"Forget it, I'm not very curious anyway, as long as I know he's not a bad guy."

"In addition, Jarvis, you create a more hidden file, store the information of Damon and his daughter together, and build a data model to simulate the hellfire energy you observed as much as possible. Maybe when will you Will come in handy."

"Yes, sir."

After the reception, Tony happened to arrive near the fire truck. At this time, the onlookers watching the black smoke upstairs also spotted him.

"Oh my God, it's Iron Man."

"Look, it's really Iron Man. He just put out the fire."

"Hey Tony, look here."

Tony turned around and saw that it was a reporter from a New York TV station. He looked familiar. He might have interviewed him before.

"Tony, please tell me, you didn't modify the prosthetic limbs in your basement. You mean modifying the prosthetic limbs. Why are they here? Did you cause this fire?"

"Do I have any grudge against this reporter Jarvis?" Tony was told a black line by the reporter.

"Correction, since Justin Hammer was captured, my prosthetic arm has been approved by the Department of Defense, so he is now called Mark, and the person standing in front of you is Mark 6."

"in addition"

Just as Tony was fooling the reporter, Jarvis's voice sounded in the armor: "Sir, according to my records, the female reporter in front of you once lived in your seaside villa for one night, and you were very happy that night. It can be seen from your particularly satisfied look the next day that you are very satisfied with her."

Tony blinked, no wonder it felt familiar.

Without moving his expression, he continued to deal with the female reporter, and at the same time moved his steps, signing autographs for the crowd while approaching the fire truck.

After waiting for the distance to be about the same, he began to call to the firefighters: "Hey, you guys, come here, come here."

"Don't you want my autograph? You know I just helped you a lot. You didn't see how big the fire was. If I hadn't happened to pass by, the fire would have set the whole building on fire by the time you arrived. "

"But, above"

Before the firefighter finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tony: "There is no problem with that reporter above."

"For the record, through this firefighting, I learned about the difficulties of urban firefighters. Look, look at how backward their equipment is, but even so, they are so, finally I decided."

"Stark Industries will donate firefighting equipment to New York City's fire protection system and establish a special medical fund to help those awesome young men who bravely act in fires."

"Occasionally buy Karma's"

"God are you serious Tony?"

"certainly"