Marvel turns into Iron Man

William Baker's eyes jumped several times between the elegant lady in front of him and the white-haired old man beside him.

This means that there is still a little struggle deep in his heart, so he failed to make his own decision at the moment.

However, immediately after, he threw away the brown paper bag in his hand, and scattered several stacks of paper-bound banknotes from the paper bag.

Miss Stark could tell that that was probably the reward for the champion of the New York Fighting League Finals tonight.

That is, the prize money belonging to Spider-Man Peter Parker, but they were deducted by the organizer, leaving only a small part for Peter.

If William Baker, who was eager to spend money, hadn't turned out, I'm afraid there would be no such things in the future.

William lowered his head in shame, hugged his head tightly with both hands, his face was full of self-blame and shame.

"Very good, very good, very wise choice, it means you are still saved, William—"

Seeing William Baker squatting weakly on the ground, Miss Stark had a knowing smile on her face.

I may have changed the fate of one, or many people, but this is not a bad thing, is it?

"I believe you, William, to know that kindness is the best quality of human beings."

A siren sounded sharply in the distance, and three black and white police cars with the words NYPD painted on them pulled up on the side of the road.

"I have to thank you, miss, and also thank you for persuading me under such circumstances."

With that said, William slowly got up from the ground and bowed deeply to Miss Stark and the old man beside Miss Stark.

"You don't need to worry about your daughter, I will arrange for someone to solve it - we will meet again soon."

"You have to reflect on it, William, when we meet next time, I hope to see a brand new you."

She didn't know exactly what kind of difficulties or problems William Baker and William's daughter encountered.

However, for Miss Stark, as long as the problem can be solved with money, it is no longer a problem.

She stretched out her hand, patted William Baker's shoulder lightly and comfortingly, and gave him a meaningful look.

Immediately afterwards, she showed a standardized smile towards Ben Parker, and dragged Happy beside her to walk outside.

A few policemen got on and off from three police cars, walked past Miss Stark and Happy, and walked towards the scene of the crime.

William Baker was handcuffed and sent to the police car, and the old man Ben Parker was naturally accompanied to the city police station.

"Boss, I know you are always tinkering with those weird things, but please consider us."

"You know my heart stopped beating when you rushed up, it was so scary—"

On the way, Happy was still criticizing his boss for his recklessness, but Miss Stark was already out of her mind at this time.

Ben Parker is the uncle of Spiderman Peter Parker, and this matter must have something to do with Peter Parker.

If I continue to stay here, I am afraid that there is a high probability that I will run into Peter Parker who will come later.

However, the current him is probably just awakening the spider gene, and he is just a fledgling young man.

Is it really necessary for me to stay and get in touch with the other party? This question lingers in Miss Stark's mind.

Thinking about it, Miss Stark suddenly stopped her steps, and she already had the answer deep in her heart.

The current Spider-Man is just a fledgling young man, in other words, the most youthful stage in his life.

He had just awakened the power of the spider, and he must have been very distressed, desperately looking for a spiritual sustenance.

At this stage, he is definitely the best to deal with—or in other words, the best stage to control.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, and talk about it later, you go to drive first, I have something to deal with."

Miss Stark waved her hands a little irritably, and walked towards the alley between the buildings on the street without looking back.

Happy Hogan froze in place, watching the boss leave quickly, with a blank expression on his face.

He didn't expect Miss Stark to be so shameless, no matter how willful she should be, she shouldn't be so willful.

But what could he do—he suddenly realized that his boss didn't seem to need bodyguards any more.

The clothes on the boss can block even pistol bullets, and the steel gloves on his hands are even more powerful.

No, the changes in Miss Stark happened earlier, and something seemed wrong after returning from Korea.

I don't know what she did in Korea, but Happy thinks her figure has become more symmetrical.

Now, looking back carefully, the previous Miss Stark still had a bit of flesh on her body, making her look more plump.

But after this change, from Harpy's professional perspective, it seems that the body fat percentage has dropped a lot.

After she rushed out of the car door before, he originally wanted to drag her back, but the result——

The place where the car was blocked on the road was about 500 meters away from the scene of the shooting.

In the beginning, although Happy could catch up to Miss Stark, he could only follow her behind.

In the end, even if he ran with all his strength, he couldn't keep up with Miss Stark's speed.

He couldn't figure out when exactly his boss became so good at sports.

It seems that it started when he came back from Korea...... He was very curious about what happened in Korea.

However, since the boss has already spoken, there is no room for him to refute.

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Happy Hogan could only bite the bullet and go back to pick up the car parked on the road.

There are many old houses in Brooklyn, and there are some dark and greasy alleys between the old houses.

These alleys, in New York City and Brooklyn, have always been places with a strong cultural atmosphere.

Of course, it does not mean that those greasy and dark alleys have a cultural atmosphere, but the history of these alleys.

In Miss Stark's impression, many superheroes started from fighting crime in the alleys and on the streets.

It's just that such a place is actually not suitable for a rich lady like her who is worth billions.

"So, you've been with me for so long, don't you plan to come out and meet?"

She stopped in the middle of the alleyway between the two rows of apartments, and said with a cold expression on her face.

However, Miss Stark's words did not receive any response, the surroundings were still silent, and there was noise in the silent.

Across the street, in the distance, the lights of a police car screeched, and William Baker was presumably taken away.

The sound of traffic flow came from outside the alley on the street, and the originally blocked intersection resumed normal traffic again.

There was a low sound of steam coming out of the pipes laid underground, and the sound of the news broadcast on the TV came from the apartment.

But Miss Stark didn't get any response—she suddenly didn't want to stand down like this.

Gently raised his wrist, rolled up the sleeves of the long-sleeved sweater, revealing a delicate women's electronic watch on his white wrist.

Her index finger pressed lightly on the screen of the electronic watch, and the screen of the watch instantly turned over and stood up.

She was already a little annoyed, with a mocking smile on her face, she stretched out her hand and pinched the turned half of the surface.

The surface was lifted, and the special material hidden inside the electronic watch was instantly released, covering her right hand.

She pulled the illuminated surface from the back of her hand to the palm of her hand, and the flexible memory alloy, as well as the liquid metal that crazily increased in value with the Extremis virus, swarmed out from the inside of the watch body, covering it with a large amount of nanomaterials that looked like half of white spider silk. He touched Miss Stark's hand and extended it towards the wrist.

In the end, this small lady's electronic watch turned into a metallic, red and silver glove in less than two seconds.

"Ooh-oh-take it easy, miss, I mean no harm."

"Of course I know that you have no malicious intentions. If you had any malicious intentions, I'm afraid you would have died here long ago."

Seeing the boy with the funny mask on his face falling from upstairs grabbing the spider web, Miss Stark said coldly.

In fact, she felt sincere pleasure deep in her heart, but she still showed a cold expression to the outside world.

"Wait a minute—I seem to have seen it somewhere, wait, I know you!"

Landing in front of Miss Stark, wearing a red spider silk sweater and wearing a mask, Peter Parker said in surprise.

The grandma in front of her is a woman who is at the forefront of military industry and technology, so it is impossible for Peter Parker not to know her.

Miss Stark has never concealed her identity, so it is not surprising that she was recognized.