Jarvis reminded at the right time: "The laboratory downstairs does not have the conditions to create new elements, sir."
Tony wiped away the blue light ball casually, turned around and walked towards the circular platform outside the room: "It's time to go back and make a 20 million renovation plan for the laboratory. Are you ready to sweat, buddy?"
Jarvis: "Please pay attention to replenish drinking water in time, sir."
"No problem." Tony didn't smile much, but he felt relieved.
He walked up to the outer platform passage, the two sides of the passage were opened, and a pair of mechanical arms were lifted up with the parts of the Mark VI, and they were placed on the body quickly and accurately. When he stepped on a small round platform on the outermost edge, the Mark VI was already dressed. .
call! boom!
The flames of the armor's hands and feet spewed out, and the Mark VI went straight up, drawing a big arc in the night sky, and heading towards the Malibu beach in Los Angeles.
…
Here, Luke felt a little funny: The young master's arrogant and stubborn temperament is really not a bragging.
Even though he had more trust in Batman and personally tested Life One, he still refused to honestly admit the fear of death in his heart.
Luke himself said that he was afraid of death, but he didn't let the elder and younger change his mind on the spot.
But he was sure that after tonight Tony would think more seriously about treating his chest injury.
Whether it is the number one life, or "superpowers", including the claim that Batman is also afraid of death, in the end it just increases Tony's bargaining chip to heal his courage.
Luke didn't think he was too kind to the young master.
He now has a net worth of nearly 100 billion, all of which come from Tony's technology gift package and the operation of Stark Group's stock.
To be a human being is to be kind after all.
After tonight's conversation, the long-conceived waistcoat has a name in Tony's place - a "friend" who can sell Batman many magical goods.
With this vest, his regiment of allies can pull up.
The key figure in this group of allies is not Batman, but the "mysterious businessman" who provides the goods.
Batman can be a spiritual leader, but he can't really belong to any team, let alone be responsible for other people's actions.
This "mysterious businessman" doesn't matter, he can be Batman's veteran, patron, teammate, or scrubber.
Everything that Batman can't talk about can be written by this businessman.
Anyway, the whole of the United States knows that businessmen can be shameless, and the more successful they are, the more shameless they are.
Thinking so, he entered the sewer.
After a while, he came out of another sewer, and Luke, who put on a V-shaped battle uniform, went to the second target of the night—the home of Damon and his daughter in New Jersey.
He also sent the message first, and when he arrived at the door on time, he knocked lightly on the door twice, three times, three times.
After a while, the door opened, and Minty tried to widen his eyes, looking at the door.
Then she felt a slight air flow from her side, and the door was closed by an invisible hand.
Minty jumped a few meters away with a whoosh, vigilantly touched the handle of the butterfly knife on her waist, and looked at the transparent and twisted air at the door.
The next moment, like a chameleon switching colors, the transparent and distorted shadow turned into a person wearing a Zorro hat, a black cape, and a smiling face mask in three seconds.
"Wow, this is really cool." Minty opened her small mouth wide and let out a heartfelt exclamation.
Even she finds this kind of scene of transforming into a living person so close at hand very cool.
Luke chuckled, nodded slightly to little Luoli, and then greeted Damon in the living room: "Long time no see, Damon."
Damon is much better than his daughter, and he still looks normal in the face of the drama of the big change.
However, he finally took out the hand under the armrest of the sofa, which was holding an mp7.
After turning off the safety of the gun and putting it on the table, he said, "You are still so cautious, v."
"You're no less vigilant than me, very good." Luke walked over with a smile, picked up the mp7, looked at it, nodded and shook his head: "These adjustments I personally made are very good, but the quality of the gun is too ordinary."
Damon was stunned: "This... is enough for us."
Luke chuckled: "Damon, have you read the latest news?"
Damon nodded and was about to speak.
But Minty slipped to sit beside Luke, and jumped up when he heard the words: "Batman, you mean Batman!"
Luke nodded: "That's right. But you forgot to mention Iron Man and Sangbian."
Mindy star-eyed: "But I still like Batman the most. The old man Tony Stark is too coquettish, and his class is too low."
Luke: "... I think, let's talk about their equipment first, shall we?"
Minty scratched her head and apologized sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I was so excited."
Luke: "It's okay, isn't your father very calm?"
Damon is helpless, he doesn't chase stars... Well, in fact, he also thinks Batman is more handsome, but he can't say this to Minty.
Last time, my daughter suspected that he was imitating Batman. If he said that again, it would mean that her father was an old fan!
Only then did Luke get to the point: "Talk about that mourning whip, can your existing weapons deal with him?"
Damon and his daughter frowned and shook their heads solemnly.
It was still Minty who said bluntly: "Impossible. I have seen the video of him fighting Iron Man, especially the second complete armor. Ordinary firearms should be useless."
Luke nodded: "That's right. I can tell you that even using a 30mm machine gun with a special armor-piercing shell can only interfere with his actions, and it is difficult to break the defense."
The complete set of armor behind Ivan is more than twice as thick as Mark Six. It has a proper heavy armor bear style, coupled with the electromagnetic deflection of the two ion whips, the defense against conventional thermal weapons is ridiculously high.
Minty suddenly clenched a small fist in one hand, and slammed it on the open palm of the other: "Yes, it seems that I still need to practice the skill of rope dart, so that I can interfere with others like Batman. The whip of the mourning whip can still tie him up."
Damon put his hand on his forehead: "How many years does it take Batman to practice his rope dart skills? Ordinary materials can't resist the whip of the whip, and their cutting power is too strong."
Luke was a little funny: Little Luoli is really a big fan of Batman, he even wants to imitate weapons and tactics
He said in his mouth: "So, your equipment should be upgraded."
Damon shuddered, remembering the fear of being dominated by bankruptcy and Minty's tuition, subconsciously blurted out a sentence: "How much?"
Luke: "... at cost price."
Damon smiled bitterly: "This...I've been drawing recently."
It was only then that Luke remembered that his real self had persuaded Damon to become a cartoonist, and he couldn't help but lose his attention: "Sold it?"
Damon's face was full of confusion: "Well, what I drew is a cartoon."
Luke was very interested: "Have you submitted your manuscript yet?"
Damon couldn't help but glanced at Minty next to him, and coughed dryly: "Not yet, the story is time-consuming, and it's too early to submit."