Marvel turns into Iron Man

A cozy candlelight dinner - for Miss Stark.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the rippling Pacific Ocean in the evening.

White candles are placed on the simple white dining table made of polyester material.

The dinner plate is also white, using a special ceramic dinner plate.

Miss Stark has a penchant for minimalist designs.

She seems to think that the simple lines of pure white and extremely black are the most technological style.

It was a delightful dinner, filled with flirtatious pinks.

According to common sense, what follows is probably a segment that the people love to see.

The two decided to take a shower before lying in bed.

No matter how you look at it, it is not the feeling of talking about love.

The bathroom in the Malibu mansion has a huge jacuzzi.

The large LCD screen on the bathroom wall is still playing TV programs.

It was the movie channel in Los Angeles, and it was showing an animated movie called Despicable Me.

From Universal Pictures, one of Hollywood's Big Eight, is the second film in a very interesting series.

The two of them just lay there comfortably soaking in the bath and looked at the cute little yellow man.

"Why do I feel that this Gru is somewhat similar to you, Toni?"

Pepper lay on the edge of the bath, talking half-jokingly.

"Hey, Pepper, I'm not a badass."

Not to be outdone, Miss Stark patted Pepper's soft butt with her hand.

"But seriously, hasn't he become a good man?"

"And adopted three lovely daughters."

Lily is infinitely good, but it can't give birth.

Possibly—genetic adjustment is the only way out for Miss Stark.

"Break in an urgent news—"

Miss Stark was dejected alone, but she was suddenly attracted by the voice on the TV.

"There was an explosion in the Hollywood Hills at the Chinese Theater on the Walk of Fame."

The hostess of the Los Angeles News Channel appeared on the TV.

It seems that the Los Angeles municipal department must be in a hurry to insert news on all channels.

"The entire Chinese Grand Theater was blown up and half of the building was destroyed. The exact number of casualties has not yet been calculated."

"At present, ambulance personnel have arrived at the scene, and the police station has also dispatched personnel to support as soon as possible."

"The size and power of the explosion was enormous."

"We have found more than one body in the center of the blast site."

Miss Stark frowned tightly.

She finally remembered what happened there, but she didn't expect it to be now.

"It's worth mentioning that we found an employee of Stark Industries at the scene."

"His identity is Anthony Natasha Stark's bodyguard."

At this time, even Pepper's expression was a little strange.

"We don't know if the bombing was revenge against Stark..."

"Jarvis, turn it off."

Before the hostess finished speaking, Jarvis had already turned off the LCD screen on the wall.

Miss Stark's face was very dark, and she looked very angry.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have let him go."

Miss Stark said, standing up from the bath.

With a fair body, the room is full of spring scenery, and there is no way to appreciate it.

Happy was sent away from the villa by her on the grounds that she wanted to enjoy private space with Pepper.

In Miss Stark's memory, the Chinese Grand Theater would indeed explode.

But she didn't know which day it was, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

What's more, Happy has the clothes she prepared for him.

She didn't think anyone could hurt him again.

But this thing—to be honest, it was slapping her in the face.

"Jarvis, get the helicopter ready, and get my sports car ready by the way."

The two hurriedly put on their clothes and walked out the door.

"Pepper, you are going to the branch by helicopter, you must do a good job in public relations."

At critical moments, Miss Stark habitually gave orders.

Pepper also understood Miss Stark's request.

"What about you, Toni?"

"I'm going to the scene to see how he's doing."

The two walked out of the gate of the villa together, and a helicopter had already parked on the lawn at the gate.

And Miss Stark's sports car drove out of the garage by herself under the control of Jarvis.

After watching Pepper Pepper board the helicopter and fly away from the villa.

Miss Stark also got into her silver gray Audi R8E-Tron sports car.

The distance from San Diego to Los Angeles is not too far, only about 120 kilometers.

She was a little anxious, and stepped on the accelerator directly to 180 miles.

The silver-gray coupe does a decent amount of speed on the interstate.

In less than an hour, Miss Stark's sports car had arrived at the outskirts of Los Angeles.

The municipal department had already received the news that they had to cooperate to clear a way for her to pass.

With the police car of the Los Angeles Police Department clearing the way, Miss Stark couldn't care less.

When she arrived at the Avenue of Stars, what she saw was a messy scene.

The smoke from the explosion has dissipated, and the place has been completely sealed off by the police.

The roadster's chassis is a bit low, and it's not suitable for the potholes that have been bombed.

So, Miss Stark simply got out of the car and walked towards the Chinese Grand Theater by herself.

The police officers who were sent did not dare to stop the young lady who seemed to be angry.

He was released immediately, and a policeman who knew the situation was arranged to follow.

"How is the situation?"

Miss Stark asked without looking back as she walked.

"Uh... your bodyguard's life is not in danger, he just passed out and has been sent to the ambulance."

The policeman seemed to be a novice and looked a little cramped.

"I'm asking about the disaster situation. Have you counted how many people were injured?"

Miss Stark stopped and looked back at him.

That indifferent look made the little policeman a little...frightened?

He didn't remember until this time.

The lady in front of me is not just the grandmother of an international group.

She is also a national-level superhero—the Iron Queen.

"After investigating the scene, we didn't find out what exploded."

So, he immediately reported the information the police had to Miss Stark.

"Another explosion without explosives?"

Miss Stark looked thoughtfully at the mess on the square of the China Grand Theater.

"Er... so to speak."

The little policeman froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered a special point.

"However, according to the inquiry of the onlookers at the scene, it seems that there is someone..."

He seemed a bit hesitant, as if hesitating whether to speak or not.

"Someone exploded, didn't he?"

"Yes......"

PS:

Ah - so tired