crackle!
With a crisp sound, a thin and deep gap appeared on the ground, emitting faint heat.
The LCD screen wall behind several people was also pulled out a big hole, and the screen went black instantly, and an unpleasant burnt smell came out.
The audience on the stage couldn't help exclaiming in unison, making a huge noise.
But no one ran, and most people thought it was a new trick specially designed by Mr. Tony.
"Happy, box." Tony yelled and waved to Happy, but he ran to the other side.
The chubby Happy rolled a few times on the ground. Seeing the young master's action, he understood what he meant. He rolled a few more times, rolled behind the curtain wall, got up and ran towards the red suitcase in a hurry.
The person who came didn't care about other people at all, but walked towards Tony unhurriedly: "Tony Stark, do you know? Your family is all thieves and robbers."
crackle!
Another lash to Tony who was slowly backing away from him.
Tony stepped back sideways, dodging the whip again, and the curtain wall behind him suffered again, and another piece was cut.
Everyone in the audience screamed in unison again, and the cameras and titanium mobile phones stood up like a forest, watching strongly.
Tony, who was facing a crisis on stage, found that he was not too nervous.
Compared to Heitantou, who was like a god of fighting, the guy with the whip in front of him was simply weak. With the two strikes just now, he could easily dodge without wearing the steel armor.
Compared to someone's rope dart, Tony felt that the guy opposite was a kindergarten kid.
But soon Tony noticed something was wrong.
The person who came didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him. The two whips crackled like animals in a circus, but they never attacked continuously. They just forced him to jump around, full of trash talk mocking his father.
"Hush!" With a short whistle, Tony glanced out of the corner of his eye to the passage behind him, and Happy's figure appeared there, holding a red suitcase in his arms, and he was overjoyed: "Shoot."
As soon as the voice fell, several security guards around them had already raised their guns and decisively pulled the trigger.
All this happened too fast just now, and they were afraid of this attacker who was wearing a steel armor.
They didn't dare to use weapons at will, for fear of accidentally killing the young and old, or accidentally injuring civilians.
But as long as Tony speaks, they will not bear any responsibility, which is the Stark Group's guarantee.
A few bullets were fired at the assailant, and the man flicked his whip with both hands, and more than a dozen bullets were deflected when they approached him, and flew away.
But Tony dived into the curtain wall, stepped on the red suitcase, and the suitcase stood up and opened instantly.
He bent down and pressed his hands like gloves, then lifted the suitcase to his chest and pressed it, a piece of red and silver armor immediately spread out from the suitcase, wrapping around his upper body.
Tony's arms and legs spread out, maintaining the most standard dressing posture, pieces of folded armor popped out of the main frame, and quickly assembled together.
Finally, the helmet was flipped up from the back, the silver mask was buckled, and the eyes glowed white.
The whole dressing process took only five seconds, and Tony became Iron Man again.
crackle!
The curtain wall in front of him was split by a blue and white whip shadow, and the attacker looked at him through the crack with a sneer on his face, as if he was not surprised that he was wearing a battle armor.
Tony raised one hand, the ring on the palm of his hand lit up, and a palm cannon was about to blast over.
The blue and white whip was drawn again, Tony flickered slightly, the tail of the whip made a small bend, and was drawn back to his wrist from the side, the process of charging the Palm Cannon was immediately interrupted.
Tony immediately moved his body sideways, and the palm cannon in his other hand was also raised.
He was abused by Batman only two days ago, and he already understood that he must not be caught by the opponent during the battle, and it is not advisable to output such things on the spot.
Boom!
The palm cannon was fired, but the blue and white light whip was flicked almost at the same time. The two collided with each other, and there was a louder roar.
The assailant was safe and sound, and even grinning grinningly, the whip continued to come.
The palm cannon's attack belongs to the energy release, only for a moment, the physical whip is not.
The young and the young obviously lacked actual combat experience with superpowers, so they were caught off guard by the whip and entangled to death.
Jarvis' reminders kept ringing, and the internal system was extremely unstable.
The attacker's whip is very distinctive. The energy is converted into ionized plasma flow by it. When it encounters fragile objects, it will naturally whip twice.
And Tony's steel armor is not so crispy, even the most crispy Mark V can temporarily resist the damage of the ion whip.
However, it also interfered strongly with the Iron Armor, and the power output of the Mark V was extremely unstable, preventing Tony from breaking free from the plasma-filled ion whip immediately.
At the same time, another whip of the assailant waved casually behind him.
The bullets fired by Stark's security guards and police officers deviated as they approached, and flew to nowhere.
Obviously, this whip also has a pretty good protective function.
The armor on the assailant was not fully equipped, perhaps because his most important means of protection was not armor.
Tony tried hard to stand up, but at this moment he suddenly felt tight in his heart, dizzy in his eyes, a little difficult to breathe, and the knee on the side that just got up fell to the ground again.
Marathon law! The body actually has a problem at this time. He reacted immediately.
Since getting a hole in his chest and using the Ark reactor to absorb shrapnel near his heart, he has developed symptoms of palladium poisoning in the past few months.
After being kidnapped last time, he made sure to have a set of steel armor by his side at all times, and he didn't want to make any more embarrassing incidents of being taken away with the armor.
As a result, the battle armor is fine now, but something is wrong with his body.
If I have the physical fitness of that black charcoal head, then even if the Ark reactor fails, I can beat this guy! Tony inexplicably thought of a certain humanoid monster who had just competed with him.
Once again, he was determined not to admit defeat: no. This guy in front of me is obviously so weak, I was actually suppressed! If it reaches that guy's ears, why not mock me next time!
Thinking of this, Tony raised his head suddenly, and the white light in his eyes brightened, which meant that his attention was highly concentrated.
Immediately, the white light flickered, and he was unconsciously stunned: Am I hallucinating? Or am I getting sick again
From the virtual projection, he saw a black figure silently rushing towards him from the high altitude opposite him.
Just by seeing that hang glider-like cape and sneaky and silent style, Tony knew who was coming.
The black shadow swooped down from the sky, like a bat preying in the dark, flipped in the air with incomparable dexterity, pierced through the blue and white whip shadow, and kicked on the attacker's back.