Marvel turns into Iron Man

After thinking about it again and again, Miss Stark finally did not choose to have a complete showdown with the little spider who was still in a daze at this time.

As far as the current situation is concerned, there is actually no need to completely spread out the hidden things of each, and it may even cause danger.

So she simply reprimanded Peter for the massive damage he had done to the city's infrastructure during the battle before letting him go.

Until now, because of William's father and daughter's affairs, she has not rested for a day and a night, and she finally returned to the Stark Industrial Building.

But in the early morning of the next day, before it was time to go to work, he was directly thrown out of bed by Jarvis' explosive news.

"What are you talking about—Norman's speech site was blown up, what did the security staff do for food?!"

With her messy hair like a chicken coop, she got up from the bed with an ugly face, went to the kitchen and came back with a cup of hot milk.

In the lobby of the penthouse villa, the news that happened this morning has been placed on the huge screen with a projection device.

Miss Stark changed several channels one after another, and almost all the news media were scrambling to report this appalling news.

"The explosion... how many people were injured or injured, and how many of the injured people had purchased personal safety insurance from the disaster management and control company."

The situation was indeed a bit unexpected. She heard that Norman was going to make a public declaration to the citizens, but she didn't expect this result.

Sitting slumped on the sofa, she held a glass of milk in her hand, but the color on her face was a bit gloomy and scary.

"Sorry, miss, the people in the municipal department are still making statistics, and I'm afraid they won't get any news for a while."

Jarvis's cold synthetic electronic voice sounded, but did not give her any definite news about the bombing case.

"Norman, is that old guy injured?"

"Mr. Osborne got the information from the police in advance and left the scene first."

Hearing Jarvis's words, Miss Stark frowned involuntarily, as if a little unhappy.

"These damn rich people are really ridiculous, a group of guys who value their lives more than anyone else."

"Since you mentioned it, I have to give a friendly reminder—Miss, you are also one of them."

Jarvis was still joking in a serious manner, but Miss Stark was obviously not in the mood to joke with him.

"However, because of the impact of the bombing, Mr. Osborne's approval rating has dropped by a few percentage points."

"That's not unexpected. It still depends on how to deal with this matter in the future...I haven't figured it out yet."

Looking at the high-altitude scene of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, her heart is not as peaceful as she appears.

She didn't care about Norman's specific situation. What she cared about was who dared to take such retaliatory behavior.

"Miss, I intercepted a video message from the city government's database, you may be interested."

Following Jarvis' words, the news on the projection wall stopped abruptly, and what appeared was another picture.

Norman's lecture venue is located at an intersection near Times Square, definitely the most trafficked place in the city.

It is precisely because of the large flow of people that the city government attaches so much importance to it, and Silver Sable International has deployed a large number of security personnel here.

But it was also because of the crowds that the guys carrying explosives had the opportunity to sneak into the venue and cause damage.

And the surveillance video that appeared in front of Miss Stark was exactly what was recorded by the surveillance probe at the height of the intersection.

The picture is not long, but it has already explained the ins and outs of the matter very clearly——

Miss Stark watched Norman leave helplessly, and then a few guys with masks emerged from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, this group of people wearing masks and black suits completed a complete self-destruct in the crowd.

Yes, self-explosion, but not the kind of explosion that can be seen everywhere, without bright flames and rising smoke.

A wave of gray energy erupted from those men in black suits and masks whose bodies exploded.

Accompanied by the gradually spreading gray wave, what they left behind when they exploded was black and white flames.

The flames, maybe the flames, looked like flames that had been drawn out of color, or maybe they weren't flames at all.

Questions lingered deep in Miss Stark's heart, making it really difficult for her to understand what happened.

She didn't go to the scene, and she didn't experience the explosion. With the help of the video, it's hard to tell what the explosion was.

But one thing was clear to her—it was definitely not a regular explosive, more like something indescribable.

That's why the New York City government chose to block the material, and they didn't know what it was.

"Damn it, what kind of monster is that, why did it appear here?"

Right now, figuring out what happened is the most important thing, so Miss Stark began to think about the solution.

Should you inform S.H.I.E.L.D.? I'm afraid S.H.I.E.L.D. already knows what happened in New York City, so there's no need for me to get involved.

Apart from the special agency of S.H.I.E.L.D., the only people I can discuss with are probably only a few.

After thinking about it, she finally turned on her phone and found a familiar name in her address book.

Even though the sun has risen where New York is, at this moment, Eastern Europe is still dark and silent.

In the hotel, the couple, Reed Richards and Susan Stone, were woken up by a transoceanic phone call.

"Why would someone call at this time—who is it?"

On the bed, the naked Susan frowned, rubbed her eyes lightly, and asked sleepily.

But Reed didn't answer, just gently broke away from Susan's arm around his neck, and fetched the noisy mobile phone.

At this point in time, the Fantastic Four team isn't actually in New York, but is headed to Latvinia.

The remote Balkan Peninsula, here in Latvinia, is the hometown of Victor Dum.

Reed lay on the bed in the hotel, raised his head, and looked at the number from the United States with some doubts.

I seem to have never seen this phone number before, but how did it call me?

Was it a nuisance call? It was hard for Reed to confirm, but it did arrive on his cell phone from New York.

It is true that I brought the team to Eastern Europe, but it does not mean that I am here for honeymoon and want to get rid of harassment.

If this call is really urgent, will it cause any unnecessary trouble if I hang up by myself?

With his somewhat stiff mind, he connected the call from the other side of the ocean, and then heard a roar.

"New York is messed up - where are you and your people on vacation, and don't you care?!"

When Miss Stark saw the Inner Demon Organization, she immediately realized that this was definitely not a problem that Silver Sable could solve.

This group of people with special abilities can hide in any corner at any time, causing special energy fluctuations among the crowd.

There are not many bright superheroes in New York City, and the Fantastic Four team alone already occupies four of them.

This is why, when considering this point, Miss Stark immediately approached Mister Fantastic Reed.

It can be said that the Fantastic Four team was not involved in this matter from the beginning to the end.

This is understandable, after all, gang power is not the main target they deal with, but they will help if they see it.

But this time, the group of guys with special abilities from the Heart Demon Organization did threaten the safety of the city and its citizens.

In any case, the Fantastic Four team should also help solve the problem here.

But when Miss Stark called, she didn't know that Reed and the others had left New York.

He even left the United States and set off for the Balkan Peninsula in Eastern Europe to deal with the problems left by Victor Dum.

"Sorry - we're not currently in New York, so there's nothing we can do about it."

Even if the journey back to New York from Eastern Europe was smooth, it would take at least a dozen hours to say the least.

What's more, the identities of Reid and others as superheroes also make it impossible for them to leave the United States with their true identities.

After ending the communication with Reed Richards, Miss Stark looked a little ugly, because she really didn't want to do it herself.

Judging from the surveillance video records, although she didn't really start to study it, she still had some guesses about the special ability of the demon.

That energy fluctuation that seems to be devouring the color may be a special energy, a special energy that does not belong to the material world.

They can store this energy in their bodies and then release it all at once, causing the same effect as an explosion.

Even if the Silver Sable International Security Group has excellent equipment, how could it be possible to deal with these guys with special abilities.

Even if Osborne signed an order to dispatch the National Guard, relying on the capabilities of the National Guard, I'm afraid it's just a matter of time.

But I can't ask Karma Taj, ask them to dispatch the guardian mage stationed in the Holy of Holies in New York.

Under such circumstances, what other choice did Miss Stark have—in the end, she chose to call Nick Fury.

It is true that using the super-standard power of the infinite gems can naturally solve all this easily, but is she willing to do so?

Right now, the emergence of this so-called heart demon organization should not have happened in the future she had seen.

This is already the result of her wanton change of the future, and she doesn't know what will happen if she uses the power of the gem again.

S.H.I.E.L.D. already knew what happened in New York, but Nick Fury didn't have much reaction.

And when Miss Stark called, the big bureau chief seemed to have calculated that she would definitely call.

Nick Fury directly pushed this matter to her to solve it, and asked the entire New York branch of S.H.I.E.L.D. to obey her dispatch.

That straightforward look really baffled Miss Stark, and even felt that it might be a fraud.

But when she heard the news that Captain America Steve Rogers was waiting in New York, she finally felt more at ease.

After careful calculation, there are not many superheroes staying in New York, but there are quite a few superheroes.

She decided to pull out a team of superheroes, in this way, to deal with the crisis of demons that New York was facing at this time.

PS:

There is a feeling of teaming up to make a copy....