Marvel turns into Iron Man

"Viewers in front of the TV, I don't know if you have heard of the funeral of the Vikings."

The voice coming from the TV screen was not the old voice of Mandarin.

Although it was the same deep male voice, this man's voice was obviously much younger.

"Only a king or a hero deserves such a funeral."

"President Eisley and the steel armor on him obviously have both."

There was a sense of sarcasm in the man's words, but it angered the audience in front of the TV.

At this time, whether it is the White House or Congress, as long as it is a government agency, it is basically in a mess.

His boss was hung in the air and was about to be burned to death. This is no joke.

The NSA, the CIA, just about every other government agency went into action.

However, no matter how messy they are, there is nothing they can do, after all, live TV will not wait for them.

Even if they could find the right place, how could they have enough time to come?

At this time, Killian was in a room with a lot of professional equipment.

Nearly a dozen monitors, the best video cameras that can be bought on the market.

He was standing next to the camera with a script he had written, using himself as a narrator.

The reason for such confidence is naturally the strict security on the port.

The elite troops transferred from the headquarters of Pioneer Technology are all equipped with the best guns and ammunition.

Killian believes that the ports are being run like buckets.

Even if the army is mobilized to attack, it may be very difficult to miss.

With such confidence, Killian continued to read the eulogy to the president.

"The last lesson, the content is integrity."

"It was a mistake that shouldn't have happened, but it happened."

"Everyone is an accomplice—"

"And you, Mr. President, you are the mastermind."

Killian chanted in a choir-like tone.

"This is a trial, a trial to alert the world."

"Remember, between people, honesty is the real thing."

After all, the so-called Roxon Offshore Oil Company shipwreck leak is just an excuse.

In order to prevent [Mandalin] and [Ten Rings] invisible influence from being reduced.

Killian doesn't tell the truth to everyone in front of the TV.

"You will confess your mistakes in front of your people, and then go to hell in your own self-blame."

What he wants to say is that the president has made a mistake and should be punished.

The end of the punishment is naturally death.

Almost everyone who has followed the development of the whole thing is sweating for the president of their own country.

But how could this matter really proceed as he wished?

"Balance is just a means, even mistakes are not your turn to punish."

Like a child's superhero comic strip, it was a female voice that sounded crystal clear.

"It's better to say that all this is just your own wishful thinking."

Miss Stark's voice came through the Iron Patriot on President Exley.

The sound is loud and clear without distortion, and only her technology can do it.

"Do you think you can control the entire country by mastering a president? Then you are very wrong."

"I have a hundred ways to mess with an entire country without bloodshed, can you do it?"

From the moment he heard Miss Stark's voice, Killian's face instantly became extremely ugly.

From ferocious to sinister, but finally turned to a pale face.

The reason is naturally——

"Eisley, shall we play a game?"

Miss Stark's voice sounded again, but the person she was talking to was replaced by Mr. President.

"I'm already like this, do I have any choice?"

Mr. President smiled wryly, and shook his body helplessly.

"This game is called... well, let's call it Superheroes Beating Bad Guys."

"The bad guys are the bad guys, and the superheroes..."

In the end, Miss Stark made a fool of herself and didn't continue talking.

But at the same time, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the mask of the Iron Patriot armor instantly fell off.

"The initialization of the armor system is complete. Jarvis is waiting for the order, Mr. President."

The video system on the visor was ready instantly, and Eisley found that his body could move.

His hands immediately grasped the two steel cables that bound his arms.

"Let me be a hero and save myself."

"That little girl is..."

President Eisley had also seen the control method of the steel armor reported by Colonel Rhodes.

It is also known that the main operation of the Iron Armor relies on the simultaneous interpretation of the brain wave controller.

It was precisely because of this that he held the steel cable with his backhand, and then ignited the shock beam launcher on the gauntlet.

"Bastard, ignite the damn oil, burn him to death for me!!!"

In the temporary TV broadcast hall, Killian looked at the scene above and roared.

Time bombs were placed under the layers of oil barrels.

Originally, the time was set, and Mr. President was going to be executed when the time came.

But now, the development of the situation has exceeded Killian's expectations.

Without thinking about it, Killian immediately pressed the remote detonator of the time bomb.

The explosion ignited the oil in those oil barrels in an instant.

The rising flames not only engulfed the Iron Patriot's figure, but also rose tens of meters high.

The air wave even shattered the piece of transparent glass in front of Killian, pushing him back a few steps.

"What about the person, is he dead?"

Regardless of the broken glass on the console, he leaned on the table and looked around.

Until, that rather technological figure fell from the sky.

"Boom-"

Eisley controlled the Iron Patriot to land on the ground, and there was a loud bang.

The camera focused on the figure that pierced through the flames.

At this time, the original handsome paintwork of the Iron Patriot was blackened by the flames.

But still put on a fairly textbook superhero appearance.

The ghost knows how depressed Mr. President is.

Or... I simply feel that acting requires a complete set.

When the Iron Armor rushed out of the flames, people were delighted with its strength.

When it was controlled by Mr. President and fell to the ground in various ways.

People shouted and celebrated loudly, as if they were the ones who escaped from the flames and made a handsome appearance.

Killian looked coldly at the Iron Patriot standing up from the ground, and took a deep breath.

"Take him apart for me, right now."

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