Mixed in Marvel's stand-in messenger

After dinner, Joyce was chatting on the phone with Ava.

Ava excitedly told him that he found a person who knew the law very well on a website.

I benefited a lot from watching his videos.

I also heard that when he helped others fight a lawsuit, even the other party's lawyer was sentenced to five years in prison!

In this comparison, Matt feels like a primary school student.

Then he also told him some things that happened in the office today.

Wesley didn't know how he learned that the law firm seemed to have some relationship with Daredevil.

So he came to Matt himself.

He was given detailed information about the psychedelic drug company and asked him to help pass it on to Daredevil.

Apparently Wesley didn't recognize Matt as Daredevil.

Matt thought this was a warning from him, otherwise why not go to church and give it to Joyce?

You know, Joyce himself never concealed his identity.

And Wesley restrained the gangsters' actions as they agreed.

Today's Hell's Kitchen is very peaceful, even a bit unnaturally peaceful.

While chatting, Ava's voice suddenly disappeared and turned into a "sizzling" sound of electricity.

Joyce thought her phone was broken, and was about to shut it down and restart it to see if it had any effect, when she heard a man's voice coming from inside.

"Hello, Mr. Father, have you eaten? Are you interested in saving innocent people on Earth today?"

Ok?

Joyce took a look at the phone from a distance, and Tony's big face appeared on the phone.

"Tony Stark, don't you know I'm on the phone? You're trespassing!"

Joyce was a little annoyed, this guy was still so annoying.

"Hehehe, I just want to know if you are interested in saving your poor compatriots?"

While Tony was talking, the sound of artillery bombardment was heard one after another.

His tone was still so frivolous, but a little hasty, and he didn't seem to be in a good state.

Was he beaten?

Joyce was curious.

"Which country are you running to save the people again? I can't catch up."

"Damn it, don't you watch the news?"

As if sensing the current predicament, Tony did not intend to continue talking with Joyce.

"Justin Hammer's crappy combat drone was taken over. It's that Ivan Vanko, you know?"

"The guy who attacked me in Morocco."

"He was rescued from prison by Hammer!"

Tony quickly finished explaining the reason.

After hearing this, Joyce probably understood what he wanted to do.

Don’t you just want him to help?

If you want help from others, just say, why are you going around in circles here?

"Oh~ That's really bad. Then you have to deal with these two people quickly. I don't want to suddenly see a drone flying over my head!"

"Joyce Joestar! I mean I need help!"

Tony's tone was a little angry at this time.

"How can you treat your savior with this tone? If you need help, just say so!"

"How would I know you wanted to help if you didn't tell me?"

While he was getting high, Joyce had already come out of the church and jumped to the roof of the church to feel the night air.

Tony's expression on the other end of the phone was a bit gritty.

Finally, he lowered his head and said through gritted teeth, "Joyce, I need your help."

He really couldn't handle it, there were too many enemies.

The weapons carried by the Mark 6 armor are somewhat insufficient.

"If you had told me earlier~ If you had told me earlier, I would have come earlier. Just wait for me for a few minutes."

"Okay, okay, my savior, I hope it won't be my body you see when you come."

After saying that, Tony hung up the phone.

Standing on the roof blowing the cold wind, Joyce decided to try his newly developed ability.

"Nice to meet you, Father Joestar."

Jarvis has entered Joyce's mobile phone system and is ready to help him navigate.

"How happy are you?"

"?"

Joyce smiled and stopped teasing Jarvis.

When looking for Bullseye and the others, they had already conducted preliminary flight experiments, but they were still a bit unstable.

The essence of wind is flowing air. After re-testing, Joyce was able to stably control the wind direction and airflow. With a little bit of idealism, he was able to fly in the wind.

After slowly rising into the air, he confirmed the direction and then prepared to accelerate.

It was still a little shaky at first, but after a moment, Joyce stabilized and controlled himself at a certain height to avoid being seen by ordinary people, and then accelerated and started heading towards the target.

It feels so good to fly!

Joyce admired secretly in his heart.

Soon, he arrived at his destination and found a relatively secluded place to land, but he didn't see Tony.

Arriving at the center of the square, I couldn't help but frown as I looked at the screaming and running people and the injured people lying on the ground wailing.

Sure enough, the efficiency of police officers is a mystery in this world.

Several combat drones were still wreaking havoc in the square.

Jarvis's voice came out again from the phone in his pocket.

"Father Joestar, Mr. Stark is guiding a large number of combat drones to the park 2 kilometers ahead of you to your right. He hopes that you can rush over as soon as possible."

Knowing Tony's current situation, Joyce decided to make a quick decision.

There are too many civilians here to make it inconvenient to do it yourself.

The weather forecast was summoned again, and several drones in the square were directly targeted, with airflow flowing from bottom to top.

Roll up the drone and head to the park Jarvis mentioned.

After rising to a certain height, thunder and lightning flashed in the airflow surrounding the drone, and it fell to the ground and fell apart.

Joyce, who rushed to the park at the same time, discovered that Tony in the sky had also brought a large number of drones when he was about to arrive.

A rough estimate is sixty or seventy.

The two finally met in the middle of the park.

Tony landed next to Joyce.

"Thank God, if you didn't come I thought I was going to see God soon."

After speaking, Tony also hit Joyce on the shoulder.

"I said, what trouble did you cause again?"

Joyce gave him an annoyed look.

"I can't help it. A charming person like me will always have countless troubles coming to my door. They are just jealous of my knowledge and my property."

Tony shrugged his shoulders and made a mechanical whirring sound.

"You have the ability to cause trouble but not the ability to solve it yourself?"

"I'm talking about a genius scientist, when will you stop being so narcissistic?"

"What do you mean your enemies are jealous of your property? You don't even think about how many people the Stark family has offended!"

Tony was a little unconvinced.

"Am I narcissistic? I'm telling the truth!"

Joyce rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to this stinky guy.