[Steel + Avengers] The Evolutionary History of the Ten Rings

Across the time difference of almost one-third of a day, Mansha glanced at the darkening sky outside the helicopter, yawned, and said to the other end of the phone, "Don't think I'll just forgive you like that."

"of course."

Osborne knocked unconsciously on the table with his right hand. Hearing her words, his expression softened.No one knew Mansha better than herself, and if she was really angry, she wouldn't say that at all.Raising his eyebrows, Osborn slightly bent his back, and said in a posture that his father expressly prohibited—but he thought it was the most comfortable speaking posture: "Do you remember the Jericho missile?"

"That Stark's new work?" Mansha raised her chin, warned the pilot who was obviously distracted from the corner of her eye, and then continued lazily, "Why, you finally stole the design draft?"

"Don't steal it so ugly, and, I didn't get it."

"Then what's the point?"

"Because there is good news." Osborn grabbed his right hand that was starting to spasm again, and his hoarse voice sounded like a devil whispering, "Stark has been kidnapped, and he is in Afghanistan."

Mansha's pupils shrank.

"Do you know who it is?"

Because they were not using an encrypted channel, Osborn raised his eyebrows, hinting with words that only each other could understand: "The source of flame and ice."

No doubt he was referring to the Ten Rings.

"Does the whole of America know?" Mansha pursed her lips in an instant, exuding a lifeless coldness like plaster lines commonly seen in studios.

She didn't understand that publicly kidnapping the leader of the Stark Group and attracting the attention of the FBI and even SHIELD would not be good for the Ten Rings, which had always kept a low profile.Or is two years too short for her to understand that extreme personality cult gang.

What on earth do adults want to do!

"No." Osborn shrugged. "The sign appeared in the ransom demand video. As for how many people observed it, I don't know."

Man Sha gritted her teeth, "Those idiots."

"Okay, I'm done asking for forgiveness."

Osborne grasped his hand more and more tightly, suppressing the smoldering fire in his heart due to the pain, and said with a smile: "I wish you a pleasant night."

The second after he hung up the phone, he smashed the phone to the ground.

"lb!"

The brown off-road vehicle is driving alone in the desert of Afghanistan.

Inside the bumpy vehicle, Mansha put on her earphones and asked, "How long is it?"

The driver rolled his eyes at her—he was also the one who piloted the helicopter, stepping on the accelerator and rushing towards the huge wave-like Shaliang.

When he was approaching the top of the slope, he suddenly turned off the oil again. The resistance from the sand made the whole car seem to be floating in the air. The sudden weightlessness made Mansha tilt her body and had to grab the handrail.

The next moment, the driver slammed downhill at the moment the car hit the ground again.In the back seat of the off-road vehicle, there was a dull physical impact sound.

Three seconds later, Man Sha touched her head that hit the car window, raised her head, and stared at the driver expressionlessly.

"arrive."

The latter quickly unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door, and ran away immediately.

The choking sandstorm rushed in immediately, mixed with a pungent smell.Man Sha's eyes were fixed, and she leaned on the car window, so she could see where she was.

The base in front of me is very hidden. If it is not for an acquaintance to lead the way, even if you use a helicopter to search the sky, it may not be easy to find.

Backed by the sand beam, there is a dark cave on the other side of the stone wall, and people keep coming in and out.Cement bags were piled up on two gentle slopes at the exit, and containers and heavy weapons were piled up around them, covered by a shed cloth in the same color as the desert, and there were fierce-looking soldiers guarding each pile.

Mansha turned her head again, and found Hong on the sand dune on the right side of the grotto.

The other party was turning the ring on his right hand indifferently. The manic wind lifted the hem of his clothes, but it couldn't shake his barren head.

Same virtue as her brother.

Mansha jumped out of the car, stepped on the creaking sand all the way, and ran to him quickly, "All of you are here?"

"No, two-thirds are Afghans, one-fourth are Vietnamese, and one-fifth are Burmese." Hong said in an unhappy tone, "The blood is impure."

Mansha spread his hands, expressing that his paranoia towards the Mongols was terminally ill and there was no cure.

"You kidnapped Stark." She changed the subject, and didn't bother to circle around. "Tell me, you never thought of killing him."

Hong twirled the ring, and couldn't help but look down at her, "Stark is selling new missiles in Afghanistan. If we want to stabilize our territory, we must get it first from the military."

"...What kind of divine logic is this?" Man Sha was speechless.

Hong frowned, "Is there a problem?"

Should science and technology be the primary productive force, or should it be better to teach a man to fish than to teach him how to fish?

No matter which one it is, it seems useless to face a diehard like Hong... who grew up in the deep mountains and old forests like her brother, and who always mentions that Genghis Khan conquered the European mainland.

At that time, it was only used to fight the world on horseback. It was used for women's head flowers, and for the army's food and grass.But now, if they rob casually, the sufferer might be able to give them a long-range explosion that they like to hear and see.

This kind of thinking... If you say it, you will definitely be beaten, absolutely.

"No, there's no problem, as long as you're happy." Man Sha said seriously, "But why did you put the Ten Commandments logo in the video?"

"Video?" Hong didn't know why, "What video?"

Hong rolled her eyes in her heart, "Of course it was the ransom video you sent to the family members after you kidnapped Stark."

"Those idiots." Hong's expression became gloomy, almost exactly the same as Mansha's reaction after learning about the incident, and she blurted out: "I didn't intend to let him go back."

Apparently, someone made their own claims.

Man Sha raised her hand, covering her eyes, not wanting to look at Hong's furious face.

"I'll have someone send you back to China at night." Hong was thinking about what kind of lesson he should teach his subordinates, but he didn't forget to ask, "By the way, remember to take one more thing with you."

"Don't talk about it like picking up elementary school students to and from school."

Man Sha complained, tilted her head and said, "What?"

Hong looked tired and too lazy to talk, and walked away. Mansha quickly followed behind, swiping his face card, and went straight through the heavily guarded entrance of the grotto.

The interior of the grotto is a tunnel that is gradually dug down. As soon as Mansha entered, before she had time to adapt to the humid air and strong smell of smoke, she heard a familiar low growl.

One-eyed!

As soon as this thought appeared in her mind, the hairs all over Mansha's body stood on end.After crossing Hong, she rushed directly towards the source of the sound.The low growl was already indistinct, like a hoarse beast, just dying.

A force that was extremely eager to vent was rushing through her body, her left cheek was burning and painful, and the next second she felt like she was about to freeze to death.

The soldiers along the way tried to stop her, but they were thrown against the wall vigorously.Hong walked slowly behind, narrowing her eyes slightly, trying to figure out how much power the lord had bestowed on her.

Really, just thinking about it makes people jealous.

Deep at the entrance of the third turning, Mansha finally found Cyclops who was biting the iron railing.

He was locked in a cage that was close to the height of two people, but the snow monster was already big, and there was more than enough room for two adults to squeeze in for humans, but he could only squat pitifully, unable to even stretch his limbs.The originally bald fur has completely turned into strands, and the crimson minced flesh is exposed, completely no longer the scenery of being the overlord in the mountains.

"...One-eyed." Seeing this scene, Man Sha slowed down as she walked towards him, her feet seemed to be wrapped in a heavy weight, and she could barely breathe.

Man Sha opened her mouth, her throat suddenly became extremely dry, "Long time no see."

One Eye stopped moving, his sharp fangs moved away from the iron bars, and the long scar on his face was wrinkled into a ball, making a very fierce look, and then he yelled at her.

Compared with the venting just now, this time the voice is much more energetic.

"We found it in Nepal." Hong came from behind and continued in an appreciative tone, "Seven people were killed, and this monster was finally caught with live ammunition."

Man Sha was dissatisfied with the personal pronoun Hong used, "It's 'he'."

"Okay, him." Hong changed his words indifferently.

The corners of Man Sha's tightly pursed lips finally loosened a bit, "I owe you a favor."

"You're not even curious, how am I sure it has something to do with you?"

"kindness?"

Hong put one hand on Mansha's shoulder, and in order to satisfy his malice to stimulate One-Eyed, he deliberately leaned closer and whispered: "Because this monster can write your name."

Even though he was shot several times, even though he knew someone was chasing him, he never gave up marking on the tree.

Maybe the snow monster didn't know that was her name, nor the meaning of these symbols, but just hoped that someone who could understand them could lead him to find her.

"Even if you die because of it." Hong chuckled, "What a good monster, isn't it?"

Mansha broke away from him silently, and approached the prison.Regardless of the fierce one-eyed appearance that was about to devour people, she stood on tiptoe, hugged his neck, put her face close to his uneven chin, and said softly: "Thank you."

Cyclops, who was trapped in the small space for half a month, became quiet at this moment.The round eyes stared at Mansha for a long time, then stuck out his tongue and licked the top of her hair. He was sure that it was the smell in his memory, and he was relieved.

In less than ten seconds, he fell asleep clutching the railing and purring exhaustedly.

Man Sha touched the top of her wet head, feeling a little helpless.

Seeing that her expression was not pleasing to the eye, Hong twirled the ring and asked, "Do you want to see that big star?"

"Who?"

"America's most famous murderer."

The beauty in the bikini in the dream was about to play the riding style, Stark smiled and said yes, and in the next second, he saw that the other party turned into a giant version of Pepper, with huge feet pressing on his heart, crushing him Almost out of breath.

"what!"

He woke up in shock, opened his eyes, the surroundings were in darkness, only the inferior lighting on the right hand side was barely working.

Several tubes protruded from the aging electrical box, connecting his nostrils, arms, and... heart.

Stark felt that the nightmare should not be over yet.

It's time for him to wake up. ?

☆, save people