Iron Altman passing by Marvel

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the moon's shadow dimmed.

In an ancient and elegant manor on the outskirts, a petite figure wearing a feather coat fell from the sky with a plop, and then slowly landed two cold bodies reflecting the metallic texture.

"Hey, Bruce, tell me, how do you get this tin can into the air?"

"God, I didn't see that your suit was designed with a propulsion device."

As if he had discovered a new world, Tony looked around Bruce, as if he wanted to see through the secrets of the latter.

"Wait, don't tell me that Hammer Industries' anti-gravity technology has matured to this point."

When it comes to areas he has never touched, Stark's mad scientist behavior gives Bruce a headache.

He didn't know how to explain it to the other party. Could it be that he should be honest and tell him that anti-gravity flight was the basic operation of every Ultra Warrior?

"Okay, Mr. Stark, thinking about our compatriots who are still in dire straits, now is not the time to dwell on this."

Bruce had no choice but to forcefully change the topic.

"Commercial secrets, I understand, I understand. I will initiate cooperation in the name of Stark Industries later, and we will have a good talk then."

"But now it's time for those disgusting little bats to feel the love from Uncle Tony."

Revealing the ugly face of a veteran capitalist, Mr. Tony, who has millions of dollars in wealth, thought he had found the answer.

"Wait, boss, I want to go too"

When he heard that he was about to take action, the confused little monster suddenly shouted as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Children, don't meddle in adults' matters. Uncle Tony will treat you to a big dinner later."

He rubbed Bemonstein's head like he was coaxing a child. Tony had no idea that standing in front of him was a space monster that could destroy the earth.

In his opinion, the immature-looking Becky was just a little girl who hadn't grown up yet, and such bloody scenes were not suitable for children to watch.

This is why he tried his best to keep Bemonstein out in the bar.

"Uncle, you are obviously weaker than me, why can you go in?"

Bemonstein choked back with his non-standard pronunciation, turned his head and looked pitiful with tears in his eyes.

"Hey, wait, I'm weaker than you."

Like a bolt from the blue, Tony's mind was at a loss for a moment.

I am a superhero in New York City, the greatest genius scientist of this century, Iron Man Tony Stark, and I am not as good as you, a little girl who has not yet grown up.

However, the little monster paid no attention to him.

"Boss, I want to go in. Those guys made me unable to even eat. I want to teach them a lesson this time."

Holding Bruce's arm tightly, the monster girl began to mess around without any guidance.

"Don't eat randomly then."

What Tony didn't expect was that Bruce only hesitated for a moment and actually agreed to such a ridiculous request.

"thank you boss"

With Bruce's permission, Belmonstan's eyes lit up immediately and he couldn't wait to run towards the main entrance of the manor not far away.

"Is there something wrong with this child? Isn't she afraid? Vampires are not the flashy guys in the movies. If you are so reckless, you won't be afraid of something happening to her."

Pointing to his head, Tony began to reflect for the first time in his life on whether he could no longer keep up with this era.

"Maybe in her eyes, vampires and bats roasted in Burgundy wine have the same meaning."

Bruce was silent for a moment and hesitated with some uncertainty.

In the magnificent hall, an old white man wearing a silk nightgown was gazing at the night scene outside the window with a glass of red wine.

Sivis Wellington, an oil tycoon who emerged in the 80s, a famous philanthropist in New York, is also the owner of this estate.

However, at this moment, his eyes were not attracted by the leisurely and distant scenery outside the window. He sipped the contents of the cup carelessly. It was refreshing and refreshing, but it did not soothe Sivis's restless heart at all.

Just earlier today, he received a secret order from above.

As long as a person can be found for a big shot of the Vampire Clan, the Council of Elders promises to accept him as a new ethnic group.

From now on, the noble surname Wellington will share power and glory with the Immortal Species.

Sivis has always been proud of the genius idea of ​​opening a breeding farm under his villa.

It is safe and reliable, and it can also establish a good relationship with the blood descendants who come to enjoy themselves. What a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

After all, who would have thought that such a capital tycoon would actually be a senior Hagui tribe, and even a secret base of the Blood tribe was openly hidden under his residence.

Now, his years of hard work are finally about to pay off.

As long as you find the girl in the photo, you can become a member of the immortal species

Sivis drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and his hazy drunkenness made him feel as if he was the master of this world.

But soon, this illusion was interrupted by a sudden accident. A strong body broke through the strong and thick mahogany door and collapsed in front of him like mud.

Wrinkling, Sivis easily recognized that the other person was the security captain under his command.

Someone violently breaks into your home

Sivis, who was cautious by nature, sensed something was wrong.

"Go and tell the adults below about the little incident."

Sivis immediately ordered his old butler.

Watching the other party disappear around the corner of the stairs, before he could catch his breath, a carefree figure burst in from the door. His petite body was in sharp contrast to the grizzly bear-like bodyguard on her shoulders.

"Your Excellency is"

Sivis asked with a stern face. He would not despise the other person just because he looked weak. If you have the ability, bring an adult man to me and show him.

"It's boring. I thought they were those stinky bats, but I didn't expect they were just ordinary people."

Bemonstein curled his lips and threw the bodyguard to the ground.

"That big stupid bear opposite, do you know where there are vampires around here?"

After wandering for a long time without seeing a little bat, Bemenstein's tone was vaguely impatient.

bad visitor

The old white man was secretly wary, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm.

"Child, although I don't know where you heard this from, vampires are just characters in a movie. You can't confuse virtuality with reality."

Sivis put on an amiable face and was about to continue talking, but the hypocritical smile suddenly froze on his face.

Wait, this little girl's appearance is clearly almost [-]% similar to the photo the adults gave her.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Sivis forced himself to calm down.

Someone has already gone to notify the vampires in the breeding farm. As long as they can be delayed until they arrive, he will definitely have another great achievement.

Having made up his mind, Sivis cleared his throat and was about to speak.

The two tall aircraft that walked in next made him feel like an old-fashioned revolver with a jammed chamber, unable to make any sound.

"Mr. Wellington, someone reported that you seem to be doing something against humanity. We received the report and came to investigate."

The golden-red steel warrior raised his arms, and the white light cannon in his palm entered the charging state.

"To put it simply, it's your fault."

Tony's stinky fart sound could be heard through the steel armor mask, and Sivis' heart sank to the bottom.