I haven't been a big brother for many years

"No, he just looks smaller." The soldier sitting in the passenger seat turned his head and smiled at Stark: "But he is already the youngest child in the entire army."

Tony nodded, he wasn't really interested in the age of the soldier sitting aside, he was just asking casually.He was even more curious about his distinctive hair color: "Is it allowed to dye your hair in the army? Or is it natural?" The skin color is easy to explain, maybe it's just naturally fairer, but the little white hair exposed under the hat made him He cares a little.

Because he once had a cousin who was albino, although he only saw his picture, it didn't mean he didn't care about this cousin.

His cousin was the only member of the Stark family not marked dead, but missing.

Sometimes he also regrets why he didn't lend a helping hand when something happened to the Black Dog Company, or he went to find that child.

But it’s useless to say that now, it’s been too long since that happened.

But if Ryan Black was still alive, he would probably be as old as this kid named Jordan in front of him.

"He won't answer you, sir, the little guy is very shy." The driver was unexpectedly a female soldier. She looked at Stark in the rearview mirror and replied for Ryan: "He is an albino Man, don't you see that?"

"Albino?" Stark's gaze at Ryan suddenly became a little eager, but only for a moment.Immediately he calmed down, didn't he already know the child's name?Jordan.

Moreover, albinism is not an uncommon condition.

"That's right. But I don't think it's important, Mr. Stark." The soldier sitting in the passenger seat looked vigilant, and he moved the topic away without any trace: "Speaking of it, Mr. Stark , can you take a photo with me? My wife really wants to know if the richest man in the world is as handsome as he is in the magazines."

"Wow~" Tony shook his shoulders and took his mobile phone: "It seems that your wife is going to be disappointed. I am obviously more handsome in real life than in magazines."

"Come on, one, two, three..." Before Eggplant could say anything, the armored vehicle driving in front of them was suddenly hit, and the whole vehicle was covered in explosive flames. The loud noise made Ryan stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled Taking Stark's hand, he opened the car door and dragged him out.

"Lundon, protect yourself." The female soldier also quickly rolled over from the car, and the soldier in the co-pilot had been shot through by the bullets coming in from the windshield.

Ryan nodded and shouted at Tony Stark: "Run there! I'll cover you!" There was a huge rock not far away, which could barely serve as a cover.

The female soldier looked at Ryan, then at the rather embarrassed Tony Stark, and resolutely rushed to the car in front.

Maybe the people in the car can be saved.

But just after she ran two steps forward, another ammunition flew over, and the huge flames enveloped the shadows of the young female soldier and the jeep.

"Damnit!" Ryan gritted his teeth, pulled Tony and quickly hid behind the stone, and the bullets fired from a distance hit the boulder.

Ryan put the sniper gun on the boulder, aimed and shot quickly.Perhaps it was unexpected that they could counterattack, and the fierce attack stopped suddenly.

"Request for reinforcements, and was suddenly attacked on the way back. Request for reinforcements." Ryan took out the walkie-talkie, but the walkie-talkie, which often broke down in times of crisis, did not disappoint at this time. It suddenly lost its signal.

"Take off your military uniform!" Tony stared at Ryan for a long time before revealing the face that had been hidden under the brim of the hat, so similar!Even though the photo of his cousin he saw during filing was taken several years ago, he could still tell at a glance that the outline of the boy in front of him was very similar to his cousin.

"Are you Ryan Black, right?" Even knowing what the occasion was, he still excitedly held Ryan's hand and asked for proof in disbelief.

His mind was spinning fast at the moment, and it would be great if they could survive.But the biggest possibility is that they were captured by the enemy, and he obviously didn't think that Jordan in military uniform would let the terrorists show mercy, even if he was only a minor.

"Put on my clothes!" he said, trying to pull off his blazer.Tony's mood at the moment is a bit complicated. Of course, he is extremely happy to find his only relative.But at the same time, something is not quite right about this occasion.

Ryan was also a little flustered in his heart. He didn't expect Stark to recognize him so quickly, but not to mention that he didn't want to be mentioned by that name, now is not the time to say these things at all.

"You made a mistake, Mr. Stark." Ryan frowned, raised his hand and held Stark's arm, preventing him from taking off his clothes: "My name has always been Jordan. Rendon."

But Tony has almost identified him as his cousin who is still in the missing stage. He doesn't know why Ryan insists on hiding his identity, but he has made up his mind to take Ryan back if he can survive.

He dodged to the side, hiding his body completely behind the boulder, so as not to become a burden to Ryan.

Even though Ryan's shooting skills were already considered perfect, he didn't expect what would happen in the weapon exercise at all, so he only carried twenty rounds of ammunition with him.Soon, the sniper rifle has been reduced to scrap iron.

"Get down, let's go!" Ryan pushed Tony, let him lie on the ground, and moved a little bit to the sand dunes not far away.

A rocket tail marked Stark Industries hit the sand not far from them with smoke from the tail. Something flashed in Tony's eyes, and he jumped up and threw Ryan under him.

Before losing consciousness, he couldn't help showing a happy smile.Fortunately, he wore the same body armor from Stark Industries in advance.

"Stark!" Ryan never thought that Tony Stark would suddenly make such an action.He could have dodged the shell, but for a moment, he suddenly felt a little hesitation in his heart.

Just stand still and he can die here.

He no longer had to think about Gotham, the Court of Owls, or the origin of that man who was exactly like him.

He could leave this world just like that.

Because of this, he was caught by Stark like this.

Ryan couldn't help becoming anxious. He never thought that someone would rush forward so desperately for him.He never wanted to kill anyone, but he seemed to be killing everyone around him all the time.

At this moment, an unremarkable military truck with a load of terrorists stopped in front of them. Ryan didn't dare to move Tony Stark, who was already oozing bright red, and looked anxiously at the man who had jumped off the truck. several people.

Now I can only gamble, those terrorists should be targeting Tony Stark, a living Stark is much more valuable than a dead one: "Save him! He is Tony Stark K.” He shouted in Pashto and Persian.

Those people looked at him and asked in Persian: "Stark from Stark Industries?"

Lane nodded.

Sure enough, they showed satisfied smiles and carried Stark onto the truck.But immediately, the muzzle of a gun was on Ryan's head: "I know you, boy, do you know how many of my fellow countrymen you Yankees have killed?"

His hand was on the trigger, as if he would pull the trigger whenever Ryan made a sound.

"Wait." A fat man stepped down from the co-pilot, he seemed to be the little leader of this group.He stopped the gun on Ryan's head: "He may still be useful, that Stark attaches great importance to him, and he can be used to threaten Stark."

Judging from some of the information they collected before, Stark is obviously not someone who is kind enough to block guns for others, and the soldier in front of him may have some special relationship with him.

"You're lucky, kid." The terrorist holding the gun against his head moved away, greeted his companions, and brought Ryan back together.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief and endured the tyrannical emotions in his heart.If he had a weapon in his hand, he might be able to face everyone here and get away unscathed.But Stark is in urgent need of medical treatment, and he can't last until the military arrives.

……

"Don't go too far." Ryan guessed that the man who was the leader of this group of terrorists stood in front of him and warned the thugs around him.

"Of course. But it's fine as long as he's alive?" Several men winked at the leader, not thinking that there was anything wrong with their violence.

Ryan, who was forced to kneel on the ground, closed his eyes to cover the raging killing intent in his scarlet eyes, and if he endured it any longer, he would be able to close his eyes forever.

Blood continued to flow down the forehead, half of the delicate face was completely covered with reddish brown, and even the silvery white hair was mostly wet with blood.

The skin that was originally too fair was even more bruised and purple one after another.

This is what Tony Stark saw when he was pushed into this "prison".

"Let him go!" Anger swallowed Tony's rationality in an instant: "He's still a child! I'll make missiles for you."

"NO!" Ryan stared at him with wide eyes, Stark had no idea what he promised.These people are the Ten Rings Gang who have been exchanging fire with them recently!The Ten Rings have recently retreated steadily under the fierce attack of the team led by Eric. It is clear at a glance who they want to defeat first when they get new weapons.

The terrorist standing aside could still understand the "NO". He didn't wait for the leader's order, so he kicked the boy consciously.

Ryan lay down on the ground following his strength, but he didn't groan because of the pain.

Tony closed his eyes, not daring to look at those scarlet eyes full of prayers at the moment: "But I have one request, I want him to be my assistant."

Dr. Inson sighed and translated his words to the leader.

The author has something to say:

I can't believe what the ugly man said earlier and what Tony said...

The ugly man himself has few truths.

Iron Man is unlikely to tell the truth to his master who has always disliked him.