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At this moment, far away in Trident headquarters in Washington. >

Hill, dressed in office attire, was sitting on an office chair, sorting out documents, with a look of surprise on his face.

She was not surprised to receive a call from Leon suddenly.

The two are old friends and one of Fury's most trusted people. They don't have much contact, but their friendship is quite deep.

What surprised her was the other party's request.

After all, this guy with outstanding abilities rarely asks for help from others.

Hill, who realized the importance of the matter, did not take the opportunity to ridicule, but replied:

"You said."

"I want to borrow SHIELD's satellite to investigate some secret information, and I need your ninth-level authority."

Hearing this, Hill didn't think too much and revealed his login account and password without saying a word.

After getting the account number and password from Hill, Leon hung up the phone, opened the secret door of the study and went to the basement.

Sitting in front of the computer, Leon moved his fingers and tapped quickly on the keyboard.

In an instant, a "crackling" sound echoed in the basement.

He asked Hill to borrow the right to use the satellite in order to use the powerful tracking capabilities of the satellite to enter the AI ​​company's system and copy all the evidence that they used human bodies to conduct desperate virus experiments.

In his previous life, Stark did the same thing and found out that the bomb without body fragments turned out to be an experimenter injected with the Extremis virus.

The whole process, as Leon expected, went very smoothly.

The entire development process of the Extremis virus, including data and video materials such as the side effects after the injection failed, were copied into a USB flash drive by Leon.

As long as these videos are handed over to the White House and the Pentagon, anyone who is not a fool can see that the several explosions planned by the "Mandarin" are closely related to the desperate virus developed by AI.

In this way, the Avengers came to the house to check the water meter again, catching Killian off guard.

However, what Leon never expected was that the effect of his big butterfly would be too great, causing things to develop in an unpredictable direction.

Before he could strike first, Killian made the first move.

California, Los Angeles, Malibu.

Stark, wearing a gray long-sleeved T-shirt, was sitting in his personal laboratory, operating a holographic projection, and seemed to be doing delicate work.

Judging from the look on his face and the faint dark circles under his eyes, it seemed that he hadn't been resting well recently.

Two weeks have passed since Jarvis was killed.

Although he has been trying to piece together Jarvis's consciousness, he has been unable to awaken Jarvis's consciousness again due to too many scattered fragments of consciousness.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and Stark answered the call casually.

"Bruce, you hope you bring good news."

"Tony, I asked my friends in Nikos. They seem to have discovered that there are several unusual things in the recent Internet data flow. Maybe we can go there and see if we can find any clues." The other side of the phone Banner said so.

Hearing this, Stark's men moved for a moment and then said:

"That's a good idea. Anyone who wants to completely eliminate data from the Internet is bound to leave some traces. I will go to Oslo immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Stark looked directly into the air and said:

"Friday, we'll go to Oslo tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, a mechanical female voice immediately sounded:

"Understood, a flight plan is being made."

Although it is somewhat inconvenient without Jarvis, a powerful artificial intelligence.

But who is Stark?

He immediately called a backup artificial intelligence named "Friday" to be added to the system, temporarily replacing Jarvis's role.

"Just in time to try out the battery life of the new armor."

Stark muttered as he walked to the armor changing table, preparing to put on the newly researched Mark 42 armor and set off for Oslo.

When he thought of Jarvis, he wanted to find the murderer immediately and beat him up.

At this moment, a piercing alarm sounded suddenly in the room.

"Warning warning of incoming missile detected"

After studying the holographic projection on the table, a picture immediately popped up.

Looking at the several missiles that were continuously fired at the villa, Stark's eyes widened and he couldn't help but murmured:

"Wang Defa"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of "boom, boom, boom" explosions instantly overwhelmed the entire villa.

Just before the villa was hit by several Hellfire anti-tank missiles, Stark, who was thrown into the air by the explosion, made a prompt decision, waved his hands, and called out using the micro sensor chip injected into the skin of his arm. My own steel armor.

The Mark 42 armor, which was originally standing there, received the instruction and immediately split into countless parts and flew towards Stark.

"click" "click"

In just a few seconds, Mark's 42nd generation automatic navigation armor was assembled on the surface of his body in an instant.

Stark, wearing armor, was filled with confidence and anger.

"I want to see who dares to come to trouble me."

However, before he could react, the missiles that came one after another once again used him as a target and fired wildly.

boom boom boom

The entire villa seemed to have been violently demolished, with the ceiling cracked along many cracks and rubble constantly falling downwards.

Even the concrete floor beneath my feet began to crumble.

A large hole was blown out of the research room. From the direction of the hole, Stark could vaguely see several Apache helicopter gunships in the distance, floating over the sea.

In the chaos, a missile exploded just in the lower body of the suit, blowing Stark away.

"Uh"

Even wearing the new armor, Stark felt his body being hit to varying degrees, and there seemed to be a fishy smell in his throat.

"Multiple contusions on the body and minor bone fractures in the ribs were detected."

Before the artificial intelligence could remind him of all the injuries in his body, Stark interrupted:

"Let's get out of here on Friday"

However, just as he pressed down the palms of his hands, closed his legs, and tried to fly out of this narrow space where he could not fight back, Friday's calm voice suddenly came to his ears:

"Sir, the flight system is damaged and the flight power is insufficient."

"No, are you kidding?"

"Where are the weapons?"

"System failure, weapons and aim assist cannot be used normally"

A series of bad news put Stark into an extremely passive situation.

However, in this critical situation, he did not give up.

Holding the crumbling pillar with both hands, Stark stared closely at the three helicopters suspended above the sea and spoke firmly:

"In that case, I'll take aim myself"

I have a good impression of Marvel