Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

Xiangqian knew from the moment he discovered the Mandarin that this rescue operation had turned into a direct decisive battle with the Mandarin that he had always dreamed of.At the same time, the success or failure of the rescue depends entirely on the outcome of the battle between him and the Mandarin.

Now, he was trying to provoke the mandalin's wrath - whether it was his training or experience that had prompted him to do so; an enraged enemy was better than a calm and rational one.

But Mandarin is not easily fooled.

Such a heroic figure who has endured for many years, is good at hiding and hiding, and has dealt with many anti-terrorism forces including the Shenspear Bureau for more than half a century, has an extremely tough mind.

Mandarin launched a counterattack in a psychological confrontation after leaving: "James Zion, playboy, billionaire, three weeks ago, in my eyes, you were still just a drunken ignorant, it is this materialistic Another wealth myth deliberately shaped by the world of

"I have to say, it was my negligence that allowed you to find an opportunity in Tajikistan and gave me a sudden blow." Mandarin slowly put the Lightning and Ice ring back on, "I had to spend Take some time to investigate your past."

Qiangqian looked indifferently: "Know yourself and know your enemy, it fits your old tortoise temperament; then you must also know why I have to kill you, right? Parents' enmity is irreconcilable."

"..." Mandarin was at a loss for words for a moment, he was a little puzzled, why this young and energetic opponent would be so calm and able to take the initiative to break his own psychological offensive.

In the first round of the psychological confrontation, the terrorist leader who thought Zhizhu was in his hands seemed to be missing.

"Xiang Yang, the military attache of the San Francisco Consulate, and Ms. Min, the counselor of the Los Angeles Consulate; if it weren't for the current development of information, I'm afraid I would never know these two names."

The psychological confrontation continued; Mandarin smiled darkly, as if disdainful to mention the two names.

"I remember that it should be the Chinese New Year in 1991? For our sacred mission, my disciples launched another battle in Los Angeles; in fact, your parents are not our target, they are just two insignificant little people."

There was no smile on Qianqian's face, but his eyes were still calm, like a frozen lake in the cold winter.

"What's even more ridiculous is that the people they sacrificed their lives to save didn't live too long; let me think about it, Howard Stark seems to have lived only ten months longer."

Mandarin's second provocation only received a cold response from Qianqian: "Since you have already understood the cause and effect of the matter, I don't need to waste my time talking. You should also be able to understand. This trap you set is very harmful to me. It’s a dream opportunity.”

"A bluff!" Mandarin snapped, "Are you trying to say that you are playing tricks and using this opportunity to avenge your parents? Then you won't just bring a little girl here."

Shaking his head contemptuously, Xiangqian said, "It seems that you didn't understand what I meant. The dream I said was just you and me, one-on-one, without the participation of any official power."

"It is undeniable that you have stored too much valuable information in your mind. If the official forces are involved, they will definitely not kill you immediately. Even if you will be sentenced to death in the end, at least you will have to go through various procedures. One or two years."

A malicious smile appeared on Qianqian's face.

"If you can't find you all the time, that's another matter, but since I found you, I don't have the patience to wait so long."

Mandalin's face turned dark in an instant, not because of the maliciousness shown forward, but because of the other party's undisguised contempt and almost arrogant self-confidence.

"Young man, he always thinks he is omnipotent." Mandarin stretched out his left hand and made a false grip.

"boom--"

The mountain roared, and the dust in the cave fell down, as if it had suddenly encountered an earthquake.

Mandarin sneered: "I have investigated everything about you; your career, your inventions, and your strength. None of my subordinates can beat you, so I came here in person. Let me do it myself, You can be proud."

"Kunlun pretends to be a holy place. Even an iron fist is not enough to fight against me, let alone you? So what if you have strong spiritual power? I have seen Kama Taj's mage more than once..." The terrorist leader who has lived for nearly a century has indeed seen it extensive.

"If I were to contend against a big country with my own strength, I'd ask myself if I'm not capable enough; but against you, a child with a yellow mouth, unless the supreme mage comes in person, you are doomed to be powerless today. I may not be able to kill you, but you don't even want to take Go Tony Stark."

Mandarin said in a deep voice: "It's still the same sentence, hand over the ring, and I will allow your friend to live a few more days."

Xiangqian didn't care about Mandarin's arrogant announcement, turned to Liana and said, "I'm going to fight that old thing in a while, help me guard the iron gate and don't let anyone get close to Tony. There is only one road here." Road, an exit, you should be able to do it, right?"

Liana's face turned dark: I'm not your subordinate, what do you mean by giving me orders so naturally?

Seeing the unswerving expression on the little girl's face, Xiang Xiang had no choice but to add: "Don't worry, I will definitely go to the border of hell after I'm done, and I will do what I say."

Unhappy, Liana gave the playboy a hard look, and reluctantly nodded.

"James Zion!" Mandarin on the other side was even more impatient, "Don't try to delay the time; the nearest U.S. military will take an hour to come here."

Xiangqian pretended to be relieved: "That would be great. In fact, I am not sure that I will kill you in a short time. I also need a little more time."

Mandalin's eyes showed a fierce look; after all this psychological attack and defense, the terrorist leader who was more eager to get back the ring was defeated first.

"Hand over the ring!" Mandarin clasped his left hand again, but this time it did not cause the entire mountain to shake, and only the small cave where Tony was imprisoned was affected.

The heavy iron door made an unbearable creaking sound.

Behind the iron gate, Tony's voice changed a little in fright: "What's the matter, are there continuous earthquakes? I remember that Afghanistan is on one of the earthquake belts."

"It seems that one of your rings can create a force field similar to gravity." Qianqian seemed to see through the mandalin's sternness; before getting the ring, the other party would not really kill Tony.

In a movie that I like very much, there is a line that goes like this: "It's amazing and seriously injured, how can it be so easy to die?"

Qiangqian's indifferent expression completely angered Mandarin, how can a hero who has been around for more than half a century really be coerced by others?He felt ruthless in his heart, and raised his left hand back, the force field created by the gravity ring suddenly strengthened by more than ten times.

Mandarin is convinced that this blow is enough to tear the mountain and completely destroy the cave structure; similarly, there is a high probability that Tony Stark will be completely buried.

Whether Tony Stark lives or dies doesn't matter to The Mandarin; what matters is that he presents himself.

In the field of criminal psychology, there is a very simple truth: kidnappers who dare not tear up the ticket will most likely not get the ransom.