The Yongan Pawn Shop of American Comics

"Jarvis, what on earth is going on!"

Back at the same place again, Tony Stark looked a little frustrated.

"Sorry, sir, this also confuses me. Since coming to this place, I have completely lost contact with the server."

Without the support of a huge computing library, Jarvis's system in the mecha alone seems to be a bit stretched, not to mention that this kind of weird thing is really not what Jarvis is good at.

"Sir, I can't understand. All the parameters are telling me that we are flying forward, but the result always returns to the same place, as if a ghost hits a wall." At this point, Jarvis hesitated a little humanely. For a moment.

"Jarvis, you are a product of technology. Now you tell me that you actually believe in metaphysics. Believe it or not, I will send you to a public school tomorrow."

"Obviously, there is a very powerful guy who has blocked the parameter matrix. Jarvis, restart it immediately and conduct a comprehensive inspection."

The white light in the eyes of the mecha that landed on the ground dimmed suddenly, and then lit up again.

"Sir, there is nothing gained."

Tony Stark frowned with a dark face.

'warn! Emergency avoidance! ! ! ’

A red light suddenly lit up on the screen. Before Tony Stark could react, the mecha immediately made a defensive posture, but it was obviously too late.

The dark green thick legs swept across with golden light, and kicked Mark 2's chest directly. There were some cracks in the chest of the mecha, and the whole body rolled involuntarily and flew far away, collapsing a wall.

Cough-cough-

Among the rubble, Tony Stark controlled the mecha and struggled to get up. He coughed violently several times and felt that his entire internal organs had shifted.

Looking up, a dark green figure more than two meters tall slowly lowered his right leg hanging in the air. With a grin, he suddenly bullied himself and charged up a punch to hit the Mark 2 from bottom to top. The metal chin, golden light flashed, and the Mark 2 rolled and flew down again, throwing the hard ground out of the cracks.

This one was obviously much heavier than the previous one. It was obvious that the first blow was just a greeting, and Jarvis also sent out warnings.

"Sir, a large number of contusions were detected on the surface of the body, and the integrity dropped by 516%."

"Oh, obviously I've felt it."

Tony Stark breathed heavily, feeling pain all over his body.

Looking up, the dark green figure stood still, as if waiting for him to get up.

x-10, the inheritor of Arhat Legs, has a dark green figure over two meters tall that is about the same size as Mark 2. Compared to Hulk, who is over three meters tall and covered in lumps and flesh, his figure is obviously extremely toned.

Practitioners of ancient martial arts not only pursue physical fitness, but also practice extremely high flexibility. A philosophical physique with dead muscles has no future in the ancient martial arts world, because it will lose too much flexibility.

As the famous retired folk artist Huo Yunxieshen famously said, in the world of martial arts, nothing can be broken, but speed cannot be broken.

The streamlined dark green muscles of x-10 are the most perfect fighting body. This was specially prepared by Li Cheng (refer to the appearance of the young Piccolo Demon King).

Seeing Tony Stark stand back up, X-10 rushed towards the mecha with a ferocious laugh. Unexpectedly, Mark 2 immediately raised his hands, input energy crazily, the palm pulse meter lit up brightly, and then the palm cannon directly Came out.

The powerful recoil caused by the violently charged shot directly knocked Tony Stark off his back. He was caught off guard by such a blow, and the X-10 was sent flying out by the direct attack, collapsing two walls in a row before stopping.

Among the masonry, a dark green hand suddenly stretched out, and then X-10, dressed in ragged clothes, crawled out.

Dark green blood flowed slowly, and two blood pits appeared on X-10's right shoulder. However, golden light kept flashing, and the two blood pits slowly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Tony Stark couldn't help but take a step back and secretly said something bad.

Behind the screen, Li Cheng, who was watching the entire battle scene, flicked his cigar ashes and curled his lips helplessly at the big boss next to him:

"It seems that Stark's new mecha, without weapons and equipment, is really difficult to verify the quality of the experimental body. Turn off the magic network shield. There is no fun in such a battle."

The big boss nodded slightly when he heard this, and then did not see any action. The magic network ban that blocked Mark 2 was lifted. Are you kidding, you want to connect to the Internet when you are in your hometown? A big boss who can download one byte of information dares to live broadcast of standing on his head and violating a five-speed electric fan (although this will not harm him at all)

"Sir, now I can connect to the server hub. We are currently in Haddock Park near Hell's Kitchen. The micrometer gyroscope has been loaded. The special shielding here can be bypassed through remote map control. It is recommended to evacuate quickly."

Tony Stark took a breath after hearing this, stood up and mobilized his energy to fly away. At this time, he glanced at the contemptuous sneer on X-10's face.

"Jarvis, load the combat module immediately, download all known melee skills, and perform simulation optimization. The target is the green cabbage caterpillar in front of you."

"Sir, it's too dangerous to fight hastily. The mecha is not equipped with high-tech weapons."

"Do it!"

Tony Stark had a gloomy look on his face, and he couldn't wait to tear the disgusting green face in front of him into pieces.

"Loading successful!" Jarvis silently loaded all the information. As an intelligent life, its first priority is to obey.

Hearing the news, Tony Stark sneered and dived towards the X-10 from the sky. Various world-famous fighting methods were frequently used, including Bajou, Muay Thai, wrestling, joint techniques, and various martial arts. Mark 2 used it flexibly, and for a while X-10 was unable to withstand it.

Even though x-10 has a lot of inheritance about his own martial arts, due to continuous practice and accumulation of internal strength in seven days, he did not have much understanding of combat awareness.

"Ha, little cucumber, come on, why don't you look like you need a beating? Dad will teach you how to be a good person~"

clang~~~

There was a burst of golden light on the fist, and Mark 2 was hammered so hard that it rolled several times in the sky before stopping.

"Sir, be careful of the golden light coming from his body, it will greatly strengthen his qualities."

"I have clearly felt it"

Tony Stark shook his dizzy head, only to feel a pain and numbness in his arm, and a clear fist mark appeared on the metal arm.

"Energy attack? It's like I don't have one." After saying a few words, Tony Stark flew directly in the air and fired palm cannons at X-10 crazily, occasionally coming down to punch him.

As a cannon fodder who consumes his life in battle, how can he survive the Ark Reactor? He has inherited combat skills and has no patience to study them. He can only parry Tony Stark's attacks. Soon the golden inner strength has bottomed out, and his vitality is also somewhat unable to keep up. On the bed, endless hunger hit me, and I had to sit on the ground and gasp for breath.

"Ha, why aren't you arrogant? Don't you have enough energy? I think peripherals are more reliable than internal ones." Tony Stark landed on the ground with a look of ridicule on his face:

"Now you and I are like a father beating his son, a domestic violence scene~"

"waste"

Li Cheng unhappily flicked the nearly burned out cigar to the ground, causing a trace of sparks to fly.

"After seven days, the results are already very good," the big boss commented expressionlessly.

"Hmph! When beating a dog, it depends on the owner." Li Cheng snorted coldly.

"Preparing for Virtual Combat Simulation"

Li Cheng stood up from the sofa, clenched his fists, and heard a rattling sound.

The huge spherical ring-shaped instrument was pushed over by the minion, and Li Cheng walked straight up and put on a metal helmet and black gloves.

‘Virtual reality is launched and combat scenes are being optimized’

In an instant, everything around him changed. The scene was exactly the same as the battle scene. Tony Stark's Mark 2 seemed to be right in front of him.

‘The mental connection is in progress, the connection is successful, and parameter fine-tuning begins’

Li Cheng moved his fingers a few times, jumped twice, and then twisted his neck. In the picture, X-10 also made the same movement in the ruins. The strange movement made Tony Si, who was not far away, Tucker looked confused. Was this guy stunned?

‘Fine-tuning successful, parameter settings are optimal’

After hearing Zhinao's report, Li Cheng showed a smile. At the same time, X-10 also showed the same smile.

"Then, let me teach you what it means for a father to beat his son."